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The nuts are placed on the screen of a mobile phone and and additionally lit with the „torch“ of a second phone to make the shells more visible.
Another pic from our town's tiny park... It used to be a private garden, attached to the old rectory but now, it's open to the public. Well, the sign says it's a public space but Flynn doesn't believe WE count as The Public - he thinks it's his park, which I inexplicably allow strangers to occasionally wander about in! He is less than impressed when other people & dogs appear & have the audacity to stroll along "his" paths & worse: sit on the benches! Luckily, this time of year, it's often pretty empty here - except for a few fat wood pigeons which call the place home & which Flynn has grudgingly agreed are permitted to remain, so long as they don't make too much noise... He's such a grumpy old man!
Haha, I'll always remember one of Flynn's "grumpy old man" incidents... We were waiting for a friend who was arriving by train. It started raining, so we ducked into the small platform shelter. Soon, a guy in his late teens joined us. The three of us were the only ones present in the entire station. Near complete stillness & silence descended, even the rainfall was soft. Minutes passed. An announcement sounded: the train was delayed. The guy pulled his phone out & began playing music at high volume through the speakers - meaning it had that awful, tinny sound. I sighed to myself but had no intention of saying anything. Suddenly, from beside me there came a low, loud, pointed growl. It was over before I could react. Flynn barely twitched his ear, didn't even fully look at the man but the meaning of his grumble was very clear: "turn that racket off, boy!". Out the corner of my eye, I saw the poor chap go still, before hurriedly digging through his bag & extracting headphones! Quiet returned. Flynn went right back to staring calmly out into the rain, like nothing had happened. I was torn between embarrassment at my dog growling at a stranger (blatantly telling them to shut up!) & wanting to fall about laughing at the effectiveness of Flynn's communication. I was SO relieved when the train appeared & we could flee - I suspect I wasn't the only one!
251 008-9 und 251 011-3 von Hector Rail mit einem leeren Kesselzug bei der Ausfahrt aus Nossen
Hector Rail 251 008-9 and 251 011-3 with tank car train, Nossen
07.04.2018
No, this is not the beginning
of a new chapter in my life;
this is the beginning of a new book!
That first book is already closed,
ended, and tossed into seas;
this new book is newly opened,
has just begun!
Look, it is the first page!
And it is a beautiful one!
State Route 9 - Zion National Park
A sequence of shots taken during twilight stacked to show the amazing highway that climbs out of Zion Canyon on it's way East.
Stack of 20 images, each 5 seconds, f/2, ISO3200
Sony A7S, Rokinon 24mm f/1.4
A dash 9 and an ACe sit at Algonquin on the Princeton Deepwater in Clark's Gap, Wv as the sun goes in and out of the clouds on a cool April afternoon. This power set will eventually pick up a string of empty hopper that were stored here last April and pull them out to take to scrap. This might very well be the last train ever on the line. Word is the track here will be pulled up eventually as this line has been unused since 2015. Quite a few of us were set to chase this train back to Mullens, but it didn't leave out until after 9pm.
I took this photo from Dumbo, Brooklyn Ny. Its hard to believe its been six years since we lost the towers and all the men and women in them. These photos are in remembrance of them.
Almost didn't do this. At all. I had the hardest time drawing anything.....but here you go. Faster than usual arts.
It bugs me that I changed the blue of the text balloons (Which I stole off the internets) but it was hard to read. Still is.....
9-11 Memorial with the One World Trade Center built to replace the Twin Towers
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