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I still prefer the look of film. These are the barns where I live. I am working on clearing a lot of overgrown vines etc. Some which you can see in the lower left.
A somewhat crazy moment at sunset catches the brilliant and colorful light at the right moment. The sky is lit with a lighting bolt of color, the foreground water is almost pure white, and the ocean is a combination of blue and orange. I am late, and there is little time to capture what I see.
When I arrived at Wakefield, the waters were crashing, logs were rolling, and the light was about to disappear. No time for the tripod, so 9 shots were taken. Sometimes it is possible to capture an image in sharp detail using the drive with one shot quickly taken after the other. This is the only one that is sharp, while the rest are now on the "cutting room floor"
So, what do you get a very-curious-about-everything man who acts like it's his seventh birthday?
After taking the shot in the first comment box below, I casually said, "Those would be kind o'cool for a photography opportunity-slash-experiment." Well, wouldn't you know the Amazon driver shows up a couple of days later. Fascinating how that kind of thing happens, really.
Ahhh! You may remember I met Magnus, Murdo and Mac a few days ago and Murdo was talking about going down to the Fintry Inn for a pint with the rest of the lads...all ten of them. Well, this morning I was surprised to see there were just seven of them on the hillside, and as I approached the others advanced as if eager to tell me more. It was Malcolm, Malkie apparently, who came to the front, actually a little sheepishly. I climbed the gate and went to them, arms out as if requesting an explanation. They responded with a low, "Ummmm!", puzzled expressions on their faces as if searching for words. And then quite suddenly it all spilled out, from Mingus of all bullocks.
Well, it seems they had all rushed the fence on the hillside, trampling the barbed wire into the damp earth, and rushed at a canter down to the pub. A great night ensued, raucous fun as they attempted the open-mic cowraoke session, fuelled with Magner's Irish hard cider. They had got through gallons. Five of them were just belting out "Beauty and the Beast", Celine Dion and Peabo Bryson (well, it had been Melville's choice) when farmer Fraser came in with three bouncy Young Farmers. It was hard to know who was more shocked: Fraser farmer or The Dirty Macs, as the bullocks had playfully named their singing group. The bullocks stopped singing and moving to the music and it became evident they had only been miming as the vocals continued without them. All of a sudden they decided to bolt, straight through the bar, all ten of them. There was mayhem, tables and chairs tossed aside like a full on Pamplona bull run. Initially two of them wedged in the door before Magnus hit the back of them at full pelt, catapulting Malkie into the road outside. The other's skittered after him out of the pub, hooves, flailing and skidding on the slate floor. Mingus, let himself go in the melee, and fresh slurry greased their rushed exit. But farmer Fraser pushed aside his young ladies at the bar and dived towards the door slamming it on Murdo's neck. He was trapped, and no matter how hard he tried, and bellowed, he couldn't get out.
Outside, there was only one thing to do for the seven brothers.....run! Run for the hills! And they took off at high speed up the road through the hamlet
Back in the Fintry, there was wild panic with three wild bullocks trapped in the bar. But Fraser and his young farmer helpers soon had all three wrestled to the floor. Jimmie from Northead Farm instinctively came up with the plan to reverse his Toyota Hilux and Ivor Williams stock trailer up to the pub door. The bullocks on the floor were released and all three suddenly dashed through the now re-opened pub door to find themselves shut in the trailer.
"So what became of Murdo, Magnus and Mac?" I asked.
"Dunno" said Mingus "We're all shitting ourselves wondering what's happened to them. They haven't showed up in the field yet, and farmer Fraser hasn't brought us any fresh hay or cattle nuts. We're all famished!"
I want to see more sunrises. I don't know about you, but I always feel like I have to get in my car to get that special view to enjoy the sunrise. Certainly, this is not true, as you can see. Though I hope some day I live in a place that has a great view of the sunrise and sunset. :-)
Cast iron spiral staircase looking towards the roof light. Converted to B & W in LightRoom
Another image from the iPhone 7+ .
A refreshing version of the Led Zeppelin song - some talented young musicians here
232 105-7 mit zieht ihren vollen Steinsalz-Zug am Blocksignal von Biendorf vorbei.
232 105-7 with a loaded rock salt train next to the block signal of Biendorf
25.09.2018
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Am Mittwoch 25. Juli war es auch schon so heiss (max. 33,6°C) und so bin ich halt mit Hund Kátya im Auto zum Parkplatz am Römerturm gefahren und dort eine kurze Runde im Feld gelaufen. Auf der Höhe dort oben ging ein schönes Lüftchen und später saß ich noch auf meiner Lieblingsbank im Schatten und Kátya konnte sich austoben.
On Wednesday, July 25th, it was already as hot as yet (max 33.6°C) and so I'm just drove with dog Kátya in car to the parking lot at "Römerturm" (rebuilt roman tower) and there walk a short round in the field. At the height up there was a nice breeze and later I sat in my favorite spot in the shade and Kátya was able to let off steam.
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