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Christ shown returning, accompanied by some of the Apostles, to transport his mother's soul to Heaven upon her death
Carved walnut wood, painted and gilded.
About 1430. Upper Rhine region Germany.
V&A Museum, London, England.
- image © Phil Brandon Hunter - Philbhu.com - P1260003a
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The young woman from Greenland accompanied us to our local hosts.
Very interesting what she explained to us.
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Die junge Frau aus Grönland begleitete uns zu unseren örtlichen Gastgebern.
Sehr interessant, was sie uns erklärte.
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on February 7, 2021, blizzard Darcy rages across Western Europe, a strong wind accompanied by drifting snow. The last heavy snowstorm in Amsterdam dates from 1985. In the evening the storm had died down. Wind, cold, dark? It's minus eight degrees celcius. All reasons to go outside. Scarf on, walking shoes on and into the city centre. Do you see those lights, do you see the smoke coming out of the chimney and do you hear the fire crackling? The snow reflects the light in the evening, giving you a beautiful view. I enjoy the sound of crunching snow under my shoes and the beautiful view of the Amsterdam canal houses. Walking in winter is not only a guarantee for red cheeks and a breath of fresh air, but is also good for body and soul. There is something very beautiful about Amsterdam in winter. The Jordaan is covered with thick snow as above on the Tweede Egelantiersdwarsstraat . There is a tranquil beauty of snow and cold. A white blanket does indeed make Amsterdam slightly different from those other 360 days of the year: different views, different sounds, different light. A winter party sprinkled with white confetti. And it is quite simply a welcome break in the covid-19 lockdown. A period when the days start to look more and more alike and string together in a uniform slurry, with only the longing for the future as a ray of light in the darkness of the curfew. The snow remains at this temperature. More than 10 centimeters of snow has fallen. This is a welcome change. The snow also provides a lot of fun for children here in the Amsterdam Jordaan . Snowball fight, making snowmen or sledding. All fun activities that children do in this beautiful snowy world. Anyone who thinks away for a moment will imagine themselves in the world of Hendrick Avercamp today. It will continue to snow for the next few days. Expect more than 17 cm of snow in Amsterdam.
When an Amsterdammer sees the Westertoren, he or she thinks of Theo Thijssen. He felt an intense bond with the capital, where he was born and died. He grew up in the Jordaan, in the shadow of the Westertoren. Theo Thijssen was also a trade unionist and social democratic politician. The book 'Kees de Jongen' is about a boy growing up in Amsterdam at the end of the 19th century. It takes place in the Jordaan. Main character Kees Bakels lives near the Westertoren. His father owns a shoe shop and workshop. Kees lives in his fantasies. Kees' musings are still recognizable to many today. Thijssen also talked about the flu epidemic in the winter of 1889-1890 and now 131 years later we talk about our covid-19 epidemic. Little has changed in that regard. Photo taken in the evening in the Tweede Egelantiersdwarsstraat near the Hilletjesbrug in the Amsterdam-Jordaan with the Westertoren in the background. Father pulls son on sledge on a snowy evening in Amsterdam.
op 7 februari 2021 raast sneeuwstorm Darcy over West- Europa deze hard wind ging gepaard met stuifsneeuw. De laatste zware sneeuwstorm in Amsterdam dateert van 1985. In de avond was de storm gaan liggen. Wind, kou, donker? Het is min acht graden. Allemaal redenen om juist wel naar buiten te gaan. Sjaal om, wandelschoenen aan en de Jordaan in. Zie je die lichtjes, zie je het rook uit de schoorsteen en hoor je de openhaard knetteren? De sneeuw reflecteert het licht in de avond, waardoor je een prachtig zicht hebt. Ik geniet van het geluid van knarsende sneeuw onder mijn schoenen en het prachtige gezicht op de Amsterdamse grachtenpanden. 's Winters wandelen is niet alleen een garantie voor rode wangen en een frisse neus, maar is ook goed voor lichaam en geest. Er is iets heel moois over Amsterdam in de winter. De Jordaan is bedolven onder dik pak sneeuw zoals hierboven op de Tweede Egelantiersdwarsstraat. Er is een verstilde schoonheid van sneeuw en kou. Een witte deken maakt Amsterdam inderdaad net even anders dan die andere 360 dagen in het jaar: andere uitzichten, andere geluiden, andere lichtval. Een winterfeest besprenkeld met witte confetti. En het is simpelweg ook een welkome onderbreking in de coronalockdown. Een periode waarin de dagen steeds meer op elkaar gaan lijken en zich aaneenrijgen in een uniforme brij, met alleen het verlangen naar de toekomst als een lichtpuntje in het duister van de avondklok. Bij deze temperatuur blijft de sneeuw liggen. Er is meer dan 10 centimeters sneeuw gevallen. Dit is een welkome afwisseling. Wanneer een Amsterdammer de Westertoren ziet denk ie aan Theo Thijssen. Met de hoofdstad, waar hij geboren werd en stierf, voelde hij een intense band. Hij groeide op in de Jordaan, in de schaduw van de Westertoren. Theo Thijssen was ook vakbondsman en sociaal-democratisch politicus. Het boek 'Kees de Jongen' gaat over een opgroeiende jongen in Amsterdam tegen het eind van de 19de eeuw. Het speelt in de Jordaan. Hoofdpersoon Kees Bakels woont vlakbij de Westertoren. Zijn vader heeft een schoenenwinkel en -makerij. Kees leeft in zijn fantasieën. De mijmeringen van Kees zijn ook nu nog voor velen herkenbaar. Thijssen vertelde ook over de griepepidemie in de winter van 1889-1890 en nu 131 jaar later praten wij over onze covid-19 epidemie. Wat dat betreft is er weinig veranderd.
Quite the consist for a class 1 in 2021. SD40U 6008 accompanied by the CN 5951 and 673 do their daily task of working the east end of Kirk Yard.
Palais du Luxembourg
I left our hotel in the Latin Quarter this morning and after dropping Peter off at his business meeting (or rather, accompanying him on his walk), I walked through the Jardins du Luxembourg on my way to the Musée d'Orsay. Because it was early in the morning, the gardens were quiet, and while I wasn't "alone", I was probably about as close as you can come to "alone" in these gardens during their open hours. They are incredibly beautiful and especially so on a pleasant blue-skied day in early September! I wandered too long and consequently, when I arrived at the Musée d'Orsay (after opening), waited in line for quite some time to get my tickets. Lesson learned - avoid the scenic route when on a mission!
As an aside, the Musée d'Orsay was amazing!
“Built in 1625 by Salomon de Brosse for Queen Marie of Médicis, the Palais du Luxembourg was a residence for the Royal Family before it was turned into a prison during the French Revolution.
In 1800, Napoléon Bonaparte employed Chalgrin to transform the palace and the first senators took office in 1804. Initially, there were 80 senators collectively called the “Sénat Conservateur” and their purpose was to approve the Emperor’s decisions. After the fall of Napoléon in 1814, the Senate was replaced by the “Chambre des Pairs”. A few years later, space for the 271 people involved in the “Chambre des Pairs” was becoming an issue. Therefore in 1836, King Louis Phillippe employed architect Alphonse de Gisors to enlarge the palace to its current structure.
During the Second World War, the palace was occupied, before being liberated in 1944. In 1958, Charles de Gaulle created the 5th Republic and the Senate that we know today. 321 senators gather in the Palais du Luxembourg in “commissions” to analyse written laws, with 6 permanent “commissions” who collect information from ministers, trade unions and a large number of both French and foreign experts.
The President of the Senate is the second most important figure in the country after the President of the Republic. The library contains some 450,000 books.”
Sénat - Palais du Luxembourg
15 rue de Vaugirard - 75006 Paris
Source: en.parisinfo.com/paris-museum-monument/71365/Senat-Palais...
Arles le 13 août 2016.
Nous sommes un samedi, jour du magnifique marché d'Arles.
Mon 11ème livret photographique sur cette city que j'aime tant parcourir, re découvrir.
Avec, toujours, cet enivrant instant où je gare ma voiture et ... vite,
illico, ce sentiment confus que tout sera net, précis, vivant.
Je scrute chaque 1ers murs, chaque 1ères façades.
Volets, portes languedociennes, plantes en vrac un peu partout,
affiches déchirées, consumées,
des gamins en mouvements dans des ruelles que le soleil bombarde.
L'occasion encore une fois de vivre sur place
un petit bout de ces rencontres photographiques d'Arles. Surtout le off des murs ...
Intensément perdu.
Malgré cela, mon attention sera surtout dévouée à la performance de William Kentridge,
un artiste génialement homme orchestre : sons et images.
Dans ce livret sera consacrée un nombre important de shoots que j'ai réalisé dans la salle
où fut projetée son œuvre du moment :
"More Sweetly Play the Dance."
Hommage à ce si beau et envoûtant travail sur l'image "animée"
d'une conscience du temps et de la vanité des hommes.
Ici je reproduis le texte de Nicolas Michel, in Jeune Afrique.
Son texte est clair, sobre et si juste pour saisir son travail engagé.
"... Le fusain noircit le papier déjà sale, s’efface, noircit à nouveau. Il y a des arbres et des plantes, des monticules de terre et des restes d’habitation, et puis toute une cohorte de vivants, de malades et de morts qui s’avancent, accompagnés par une fanfare, vers un inconnu mystérieux. C’est une danse macabre presque joyeuse...
Projetée sur huit écrans alignés sur quarante mètres, cette procession poétique chorégraphiée par la danseuse sud-africaine Dada Masilo (...) mélange films et dessins, et emporte tout dans un tourbillon poétique. Peut-être faut-il y voir un cortège de réfugiés ou la foule courbée par le poids d’un deuil, mais la musique et la danse semblent dire que c’est là le mouvement de la vie même, funèbre et enjoué..."
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Arles on 13 August 2016.
We are a Saturday, the day of the magnificent market of Arles.
My 11th photographic booklet on this city that I like so much to go, re discover.
With, always, this intoxicating moment when I park my car and ... quickly,
Illico, this confused feeling that everything will be clear, precise, alive.
I scrutinize every first wall, every first facade.
Shutters, doors languedociennes, plants in bulk almost everywhere,
Posters torn, burnt,
Kids moving in alleys that the sun bombs.
The opportunity once again to live on the spot
A little bit of these photographic encounters in Arles. Especially the off the walls ...
Intensely lost.
Despite this, my focus will be on the performance of William Kentridge,
A genially orchestral artist: sounds and images.
In this booklet will be devoted a significant number of shoots that I realized in the room
Where his work of the moment was projected:
"More Sweetly Play the Dance."
Tribute to this beautiful and captivating work on the image "animated"
Of a consciousness of time and the vanity of men.
Here I reproduce the text of Nicolas Michel, in Jeune Afrique.
His text is clear, sober and so just to seize his committed work.
"... The charcoal blackens the already dirty paper, fades, blackens again, there are trees and plants, mounds of earth and remains of habitation, and then a whole cohort of living, sick And of the dead who come forward, accompanied by a fanfare, towards a mysterious unknown. It is a macabre dance almost joyous ...
Projected on eight screens aligned forty meters, this poetic procession choreographed by the South African dancer Dada Masilo (...) mixes films and drawings, and carries everything in a poetic whirlwind. Perhaps we should see a procession of refugees or the crowd bent by the weight of a mourning, but music and dance seem to say that this is the movement of life itself, funereal and playful ... "
I accompanied Max to an appointment this afternoon and we stopped off for tea at St Pancras on the way back. Just a lucky thing I had my camera with me!
"If you truly love nature, you will find beauty everywhere." Van Gogh.
When you visit a country like the Philippines and you plan to take some pictures on its incredible coasts, you always dream of unforgettable sunsets that will fill the photographs with color. However, who devotes a lot of time to landscape photography knows that those fascinating skies and that magic light don´t often accompany. If you are close to home you can always try again and again, but when you are more than 10,000 km away from your house you have two options: not getting the picture, or putting everything you know into practice to at least get an image to show the beauty of the place you are lucky to be contemplating.
During my trip to the Philippines the rain, the wind and the gray skies accompanied me daily. When you are in the city it is easier to save situations like this with the artificial lighting of the buildings, but in the natural environment the absence of light complicates everything more. Therefore, in my only opportunity to photograph the interesting geological formation known as "Bantay Abot Cave" (which is actually a hole in a coastal mountain caused by an earthquake and the action of the sea), I decided to fill the foreground of the composition with coral stone and use a polarizer and a 3 stops neutral density filter to get the effect that you can see in the water and in the sky. Though it does not seem like it, this image was taken after a sunset that couldn´t be appreciated at all, but the long exposure and the post-processing allow to show more light than our eyes can see. Maybe one day I will photograph this coast again with another sunset, but meanwhile, this image will remind me of the beauty of this natural place that filled me with peace after visiting before Blue Lagoon, a nearby beach destroyed by a horrible resort.
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"Si realmente amas las naturaleza, encontrarás belleza en todas partes." Van Gogh.
Cuando se visita un país como Filipinas y se planea realizar algunas fotografías en sus increíbles costas, se sueña siempre con que tendrán lugar inolvidables atardeceres que llenen de color las fotografías. Sin embargo, quien dedica mucho tiempo a la fotografía de paisaje sabe que esos cielos fascinantes y esa luz mágica no suele acompañar a menudo. Si estás cerca de casa siempre puedes volver a intentarlo una y otra vez, pero cuando estás a más de 10.000 km de tu hogar tienes dos opciones: quedarte sin la fotografía, o bien poner en práctica todo lo que sabes para al menos conseguir una imagen que muestre la belleza del lugar que tienes la suerte de estar contemplando.
Durante mi viaje a Filipinas la lluvia, el viento y los cielos grises me acompañaron a diario. Cuando estás en la ciudad es más fácil salvar situaciones así con la iluminación artificial de los edificios, pero en el medio natural la ausencia de luz lo complica todo más. Por ello, en mi única oportunidad de fotografiar la interesante formación geológica conocida como "Bantay Abot Cave" (que es en realidad un agujero en una montaña costera fruto de un terremoto y de la acción del mar), decidí llenar el primer plano de la composición con piedra coralina y usar los filtros polarizador y de densidad neutra de 3 pasos para conseguir el efecto que podéis apreciar en el agua y en el cielo. Aunque no lo parezca, esta imagen está realizada después de una puesta de sol que no se apreció en absoluto, pero la larga exposición y el posterior revelado permiten mostrar más luz de la que pueden apreciar nuestros ojos. Quizás algún día vuelva a fotografiar esta costa con otro atardecer, pero mientras tanto, esta imagen me recordará la hermosura de este lugar natural que me llenó de paz tras visitar antes Blue Lagoon, una playa cercana destruida por un horrible resort.
Accompanied by a lot of mosquitoes I watched the sun going down on the spot to be in Parc Du Bic (as the staff advised me!). www.sepaq.com/pq/bic/index.dot?language_id=1).
My whole Canada 2017 trip: From Brighton Ontario I went straight to Tadoussac that's in the heart of the marine park, and the day after I went to the camp site Les Bergeronnes, where I spent 5 days whale watching on the shore (and one boat trip), every 5 minutes or so seeing whales popping up.
On the fifth day, around sunset I took the boat from Les Escoumins to Trois Pistoles. The south and the north shore of the bay are very different. The north shore has lots of rocks, while the south part is a little more sandy, and it is a fantastic drive all along! I finally headed to PN Gaspésie, where I spent 3 very cold nights in my tent (with all my clothes in my sleeping bag), but the park is wonderful!
Back in the direction of Brighton I spent a few hours in old Quebec, and drove the 1000 islands road, along the saint Lawrence river.
I certainly can recommend everybody who loves nature doing this trip. It should take around 2 weeks!
You can find the places I have visited here www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10154740238406759&set...
Stafford lawyer William Anson purchased the Shugborough estate from the Bishop of Litchfield in 1624. His grandson, also called William, demolished the existing manor house in 1693 and built a three-storey Hall. His eldest son Thomas Anson MP made extensive additions to the Hall and carried out building works all round the estate, generously funded by his younger brother George who had risen through the ranks of the Royal Navy to eventually become Fist Sea Lord. The Chinese House was built in 1747 to designs made by Sir Percy Brett who had accompanied Admiral George Anson on his voyage to China.
La Fuentona de Muriel, Cabrejas del Pinar, Soria, Castilla y León, España.
La Fuentona es un manantial natural que da lugar al nacimiento del río Abión, en la provincia de Soria (comunidad de Castilla y León, España). El conjunto de la surgencia y su entorno natural fue declarado monumento natural el 12 de noviembre de 1998 mediante el decreto 238/1998.1 Está situado en los términos municipales de Cabrejas del Pinar y Muriel de la Fuente.
Las características especiales de este espacio natural que le confieren un valor diferencial y han hecho de él objeto de protección son:
Ejemplo de acuífero y surgencia acompañado de pequeñas fuentes dentro de un sistema hidrológico.
Conserva comunidades faunísticas de singular rareza, que constituyen inapreciables muestras de material genético en extremo peligro de desaparición.
Mantener unas formaciones geológicas y geomorfológicas propias, como son los sistemas y complejos kársticos, formando parte del más extenso de los existentes en su ámbito territorial.
El Monumento Natural de la Fuentona es uno de los seis monumentos naturales existentes en la Comunidad de Castilla y León. Se ubica en el término municipal de Cabrejas del Pinar, en las proximidades de Muriel de la Fuente, en la provincia de Soria.
Está constituido por un conjunto de barrancos y desfiladeros flanqueados por impresionantes formaciones rocosas de origen calizo y conformados en los alrededores del río Abión. El nacimiento de este río ocurre en el lugar conocido como “La Fuentona de Muriel”. Se trata de una surgencia de aguas subterráneas que después de recorrer multitud de cavidades rocosas salen al exterior para configurar en su recorrido multitud de rincones en los que la naturaleza se aprecia en toda su plenitud.
La Fuentona de Muriel, enclave principal del Monumento Natura, es el drenaje natural del acuífero de la Sierra de Cabrejas el cual está constituido por rocas kársticas en las que el agua a lo largo de los años ha creado infinidad de grutas y cavernas cubiertas de agua en todo o en parte.
La Fuentona is a natural spring that gives rise to the source of the Abión river, in the province of Soria (community of Castilla y León, Spain). The set of the upwelling and its natural environment was declared a natural monument on November 12, 1998 by decree 238/1998.1 It is located in the municipalities of Cabrejas del Pinar and Muriel de la Fuente.
The special characteristics of this natural space that give it a differential value and have made it an object of protection are:
Example of an aquifer and upwelling accompanied by small sources within a hydrological system.
It conserves faunal communities of singular rarity, which constitute invaluable samples of genetic material in extreme danger of disappearance.
Maintain its own geological and geomorphological formations, such as karst systems and complexes, forming part of the most extensive of those existing in its territorial area.
The Fuentona Natural Monument is one of the six existing natural monuments in the Community of Castilla y León. It is located in the municipality of Cabrejas del Pinar, near Muriel de la Fuente, in the province of Soria.
It is made up of a set of ravines and gorges flanked by impressive limestone rock formations and formed around the Abión River. The source of this river occurs in the place known as “La Fuentona de Muriel”. It is about an upwelling of underground water that, after traveling through a multitude of rocky cavities, goes outside to configure a multitude of corners in which nature is appreciated in all its fullness.
The Fuentona de Muriel, the main enclave of the Natura Monument, is the natural drainage of the aquifer of the Sierra de Cabrejas which is made up of karst rocks in which the water over the years has created countless caves and caverns covered with water. in whole or in part.
“To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment." - Ralph Waldo Emerson
[I've been trying to find the words to accompany this image--an image I never thought I'd need to make. I created it for a fundraiser for a friend who left this world not weeks ago. This friend from the local art community took their life a few weeks ago, and it has sent extreme shock waves through the art community and all of the people they touched--which was many. They were one of those people who shone so brilliantly it was nearly blinding. Always smiling, always laughing, always present. And now they're gone.
Depression, suicide, the deep need for acceptance. These things are heavy and real and need to be destigmatized. NOW. If the only thing I can ever do to help that happen is make new art and write words speaking openly about these things, then I will do that until my last breath. Too many precious people have been lost to the epidemic of depression and suicide.
What kind of a world are we creating where the inner pain is so much--where a person feels SO devastatingly alone--that they end things preemptively? A world that needs change. Huge change. The first step, I feel, is removing the shame surrounding identity and talks of internal struggles.
*Everyone* should feel accepted. Not just "that guy over there" or "that pretty person everyone knows" but *everyone*. Underneath it all, we all have a heart, a brain, emotions, concerns, our own set of morals. We ARE all one. Regardless of gender identity, cultural backgrounds, religions, moral stances. Regardless of all of it. We are all in this together, no matter how lonely I *know* it can feel.
**Please, if you have even an inkling of suicidal feelings, use the following resources, ASAP.** Within the US: 1-800-273-8255. Outside of the states:https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_suicide_crisis_lines . You are *not* alone. Too many people have walked that dark path of no return. Too. Many. It isn't the answer. It hurts so so so many people--the inner hurt we feel spreads outward like an infection when we make that choice. There is help and there are people who care--SO much.
Una de las casas más míticas del marjal acompañada cada vez de un cielo distinto.
Una de les cases més mítiques de la marjal acompanyada cada vegada d'un cel diferent.
One of the most mythical houses in the marshland, accompanied by a different sky each time.
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I wrote this song on the morning of my first day without Pappy... 😓 The accompanying photo is Pap walking with Mom, an indelible image, an image of devotion, but there's no stopping life... Because: "Time Slips Away"... www.facebook.com/halvorsong
Today we put Pappy in the ground
And Mama's in the kitchen, crying out loud
Love 'em while you got 'em, everyday
It's a fact of life, time slips away
*Time slips away into tomorrow,
but the Lord is near all those in sorrow
Angels sing when the broken pray
It's a fact of life, time slips away
Today we put Pappy in the ground
Scattered ashes to the four winds now
His body made whole, our hearts are frayed
It's a fact of life, time slips away
*Time slips away like a power cord,
runnin' to Heaven and the Holy Lord
Angels sing when the broken pray
It's a fact of life, time slips away
To this Road all runners come,
willing or not to feel God's love
The ground is hard when we turn the spade
It's a fact of life, time slips away
*Time slips away into tomorrow,
but the Lord is with all those in sorrow
Angels sing when the broken pray
It's a fact of life, time slips away
It's a fact of life, time slips away 😔
In Oberschwaben, so auch an dem Fluss Iller, ist es Herbst geworden. Die letzten Blüten des Sommers, die Früchte des Herbstes und fallendes Laub begleiten uns auf dem Illerradweg.
Der 147 Km lange Fluss Iller entsteht aus dem Zusammenfluss von Breitach, Stillach und Trettach bei Oberstdorf im Allgäu in Deutschland und mündet bei Ulm in die Donau.
In Upper Swabia, also on the river Iller, it has become autumn. The last flowers of summer, the fruits of autumn and the falling leaves accompany us on the Iller bike trail.
The 147 km long River Iller originates from the confluence of Breitach, Stillach and Trettach near Oberstdorf in the Allgäu in Germany and flows into the Danube at Ulm.
>Translation with Translator<
Accompanying me on my hike last weekend was not just the 4x5, but a Holga as well. I re-started with film photography through the Holga, but quickly moved on to box cameras. Shooting one again reminded me why.
Shooting it was fun enough. I have grown used to the RB67 and 4x5, so having a camera I could just point and click was great fun. And I think I might start bringing along a similar-ish camera on future hikes. Maybe something like a Brownie or the Ensign.
Sadly, not the Holga.
That said, I really do like this photo. However, almost all of the others have this vignetting that is practically a parody of vignetting. It's like I was shooting a Beastie Boys video.
But this photo, oh I like this one.
The film is Reflx Lab Pro 100, or rebranded Kodak Aerochrome. It's nice enough. Maybe I'm missing the hype around it. Or maybe I'm just used to expired film looking amazing in ECN-2 developer. (heh)
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'Geripan'
Camera: Holga
Film: Reflx Lab Pro 100
Process: DIY ECN-2
Washington
October 2023
Centennial 6936 is accompanied by the Rock Island Heritage locomotive on the head of the "City of Bureau Jct." Running as IAIS Train RRHMA 21, the special sits on the east leg of the IAIS Peoria Sub. Wye with the Blue Island Sub. as the passengers have lunch prior to boarding the return trip.
The weekend of September 20-21 marked the first mainline outing for equipment owned by Railroading Heritage of Midwest America in the form of two round trips; the "City of Wilton" on Saturday the 20th, which ran from Silvis to South Amana, IA and return, and today's trip the "City of Bureau Jct." from Silvis to Bureau, IL and back on Sunday the 21st. These specials were operated in conjunction with the Iowa Interstate Railroad over their trackage, and served as fundraisers benefiting non-profits like the Central States Steam Preservation Association, and Operation Lifesaver, Inc.
6936 is an EMD DDA40X, and is the the world's largest operating diesel locomotive. Part of a class of 47 locomotives built for Union Pacific between 1969 and 1971, they featured two separate diesel prime movers on one frame, for a total of 6,600 horsepower providing electricity for 8 traction motors across a pair of 4 axle trucks.
The first units built showed up in May 1969 just before UP's Golden Spike Ceremony 100th anniversary in Utah. Being numbered in the 6900's and their timely delivery led to their "Centennial" nickname. This unit was part of the second group built, arriving in January 1971, builder number 35510, frame number 7198-12. Railroaders on the UP once referred to them as "Big Jacks", a term that has since turned into a bit of a misnomer that refers to the respectable, but not nearly as large or powerful freight units that succeeded them in everyday service in the United States.
The engine made its last revenue run May 6, 1985, and was saved for special service by UP. After about 25 years pulling railfan excursions, assisting the operating steam locomotives, display events, Operation Lifesaver Specials, providing power for executive inspections, officer special trips, business trains, and additional company service, the locomotive was used sparingly after 2008 until 2016, and donated to the RRHMA by Union Pacific in late 2022 with several other pieces of historic equipment.
After 14 years, this was the locomotive's long-awaited return to the mainline leading a train, having pulled its last business train in 2011, pulling some of the same UP cars it once moved in heritage fleet service followed by former PRR P70 coaches provided by IAIS.
Railroading Heritage of Midwest America is a non-profit organization with a mission to promote public understanding of the history of railroading in the Midwest. RRHMA accomplishes this goal by preserving, restoring, operating, and interpreting historic locomotives and railcars.
RRHMA is based in Silvis, Illinois in the former Rock Island shop complex. Once home to a 45 stall roundhouse, backshop, office building, power house, water treatment plant, and storehouse. Construction started in 1903, and the site was the Rock's primary shop until the 1980 shutdown. Afterwards the site was sold to Chrome Crankshaft, which later passed to National Railway Equipment. In 2022, RRHMA purchased the complex from NRE. It is now home to UP 5511, UP 3985, UP 6936, IAIS 6988, ATSF 537, and numerous rolling stock, all in various stages of restoration.
I invite you join or donate to the RRHMA today at: www.rrhma.com
Locomotives: UP 6936, IAIS 513
9-21-25
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Keys of Mindfulness with Rulie Cisse
a special tribute to
Ryuichi Sakamoto
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Join us this Friday, 7 April ’23 at 9pm SLT, for a special immersive experience; accompanied by a live stream piano recital, by Rulie Cisse.
Early arrival is suggested.
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In 1959 Derek Chaplin accompanied BBC broadcaster Wynford Vaughan Thomas making a radio broadcast catching trains only from Cardiff to North Wales and calling in on both the embryonic Talyllyn and Ffestiniog railways. Subsequently, Derek made up a 35mm slide show called " Trains of Wales 1959" which he showed at railway societies. These 137 mainly Kodachrome slides have been found by his family preserved in a dry wooden storage box and I am privileged to scan them for people to see again. The notes on each slide are minimalist and with no actual dates so anybody who can add interesting information is appreciated.
Due to the recent unauthorized publication of my images in a magazine. newspaper and two published books without payment I have to now make this statement. I keep attending online Railway Soc events where speakers brazenly show my images without any acknowledgment of the photographer. Hence I have been forced to add a copyright sign in the corner.
This image is the copyright of © Peter Brabham; Any users, found to replicate, reproduce, circulate, distribute, download, manipulate or otherwise use my images without my written consent will be in breach of copyright laws. I will retrospectively claim £50 per print image if prior written authorization for publication has not been sought. Please contact me at pete.brabham@ntlworld.com for permission to use any of my FLICKR photographs in hard copy publication. I will usually give permission free of charge to Heritage Railways and steam loco restoration project advertising, but profit making magazines and book authors must pay a reproduction fee. Authors should know the provenance of high quality digital images that they use.
In 1959 Derek Chaplin accompanied BBC broadcaster Wynford Vaughan Thomas making a radio broadcast catching trains only from Cardiff to North Wales and calling in on both the embryonic Talyllyn and Ffestiniog railways. Subsequently, Derek made up a 35mm slide show called " Trains of Wales 1959" which he showed at railway societies. These 137 mainly Kodachrome slides have been found by his family preserved in a dry wooden storage box and I am privileged to scan them for people to see again. The notes on each slide are minimalist and with no actual dates so anybody who can add interesting information is appreciated.
Due to the recent unauthorized publication of my images in a magazine. newspaper and two published books without payment I have to now make this statement. I keep attending online Railway Soc events where speakers brazenly show my images without any acknowledgment of the photographer. Hence I have been forced to add a copyright sign in the corner.
This image is the copyright of © Peter Brabham; Any users, found to replicate, reproduce, circulate, distribute, download, manipulate or otherwise use my images without my written consent will be in breach of copyright laws. I will retrospectively claim £50 per print image if prior written authorization for publication has not been sought. Please contact me at pete.brabham@ntlworld.com for permission to use any of my FLICKR photographs in hard copy publication. I will usually give permission free of charge to Heritage Railways and steam loco restoration project advertising, but profit making magazines and book authors must pay a reproduction fee. Authors should know the provenance of high quality digital images that they use.
March Point.
Snow and ice-covered Mount Baker, located in northern Washington, is the highest peak in the North Cascades (3,286 m or 10,781 ft) and the northernmost volcano in the conterminous United States. It is the only U.S. volcano in the Cascade Range that has been affected by both alpine and continental glaciation. The stratovolcano is composed mainly of andesite lava flows and breccias and was largely formed prior to the most recent major glaciation (Fraser Glaciation), which occurred between about 25,000 and 10,000 years ago.
The most recent major eruption at Mount Baker, about 6,700 years ago, was accompanied by a major flank-collapse event that caused lahars to rush down the Nooksack River and then eastward into Baker Lake. In 1975-76, Sherman Crater, immediately south of the summit, exhibited signs of renewed volcanic activity as a result of magma intruding into the volcano but not erupting. This activity resulted in monitoring that was more intense than previously applied at any other Cascade Range volcano and produced important baseline data against which recent research has been compared. Sherman Crater has been the site of increased steam emission since 1975.
Although monitoring was increased as a result to the 1975-76 activity, much of it has been dismantled and monitoring at Mount Baker is now insufficient due to the threat that renewed activity would pose to nearby communities and regional infrastructure. Mount Baker is one of several Cascade volcanoes that are high priority to have their monitoring systems enhanced in the coming years.
Location: Washington, Whatcom County
Latitude: 48.777° N
Longitude: 121.813° W
Elevation: 3,286 (m) 10,781 (f)
Volcano type: Stratovolcano
Composition: Andesite
Most recent eruption: 6,700 years ago
Threat Potential: High
The intriguing Common Raven has accompanied people around the Northern Hemisphere for centuries, following their wagons, sleds, sleighs, and hunting parties in hopes of a quick meal. Ravens are among the smartest of all birds, gaining a reputation for solving ever more complicated problems invented by ever more creative scientists. These big, sooty birds thrive among humans and in the back of beyond, stretching across the sky on easy, flowing wingbeats and filling the empty spaces with an echoing croak. (Cornell).
All comments regarding this picture, subject, composition, etc are welcome and appreciated. TIA.
To learn more about these amazing birds please visit www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Common_Raven
“Prohibido el paso.” The notice on the sign was accompanied by a figure of a walker with an admonitory line across the body for anyone who was in doubt. In fact there were two signs at the base of Montana Negra, just at the point where we proposed to begin the ascent. The approach from the car park had been entertaining enough already, as the billions of beads of volcanic gravel gave way beneath our feet. I could be melodramatic and tell you it was like wading through treacle, but that would be an exaggeration. But it was a bit like battling through a modest layer of snow. Hot black snow at that. As we looked up at the two hundred metres above us, we noticed an already worn track that gradually headed out of sight along the western side of Montana Negra. With no further warning signs to ward us off, we breathed in and began to wade.
The climb itself was short but far from sweet, as each footstep found us sinking into the soft shifting ground beneath us. It seemed the entire mountain was made entirely of those tiny black beads. Progress was slow and steady, but the track we followed had been traced by our invisible guide to keep the gradient at a respectable but not too challenging angle. Gradually but gradually we made our way to the far side of the mountain, where the view for which we were putting ourselves through all of this discomfort was obscured by the gravelly mass, somewhere under which presumably lay a core of hard igneous rock. For a while it seemed that the summit that wasn’t so far away would remain forever aloof and unapproachable. Would we just end up spending the rest of the afternoon walking in circles around the highest quarter of the cone that seemed to shun our attentions, admiring the geraniums and aeoniums as we went, yet never getting any closer to the top? But then we saw where the people who’d gone before had clearly had enough of pussyfooting about and made a more direct line to the green crown that marked the end of the climb. A small flock of sparrows broke from their cover as we crunched the final steps to what must be one of the best viewpoints on Lanzarote. It had only taken half an hour to get here, but it had been a long half hour.
Much like the adventures in Madeira in the spring were supposed to be a holiday, the autumn trip to Lanzarote was one of those where the camera bag was on board for the occasional foray into Togland. We were here to take morning dips in the pool, outings to the island’s many attractions in the hire car, and regular afternoons lazing on the beach and lounging about in the surprisingly warm Atlantic Ocean. Photography would take place, but not centre stage. But there’s no denying the fact that Lanzarote is a rather splendid island to bring your camera to – in my opinion especially so for the earthy browns, reds, ochres and blacks that colour the twisted landscape of the Timanfaya National Park. If you’d been standing at this viewpoint pretty much any time of day or night between 1730 and 1736, the landscape in front of you would have resembled a collection of enormous pyres, lava flows spreading left right and centre. You’d probably have been glad you bought your goggles and a clothes peg to put on your nose too. Apparently, during this period where a number of villages were buried beneath the black lava fields forever, nobody died, although a number of goat herds were poisoned by noxious gases. I read this in the guide that Ali found in a local charity shop just days before were caught the plane. In every direction we could see the craters that told the story of this bruised and battered archipelago. Every one of them looked like an adventure in the making.
And here’s a lovely thing about being on an island chain that’s just a challenging pedalo ride from the beaches of north west Morocco. By the time we stood and grinned at the rich, unmistakably volcanic tones of the raw and empty landscape below, it was just before five in the afternoon. By now, our home two thousand miles away would already be almost in darkness, yet here the sun still shone strongly. Even on our lofty perch we were in tee shirts and shorts, basking in the warm light and enjoying the rewards of that difficult route march from the car park. Less than a mile to the north lay the stunning ruddy flamed flank of Montana Colorada, studded with patches of bright green scrub. And then to the west, centre stage among the peaks and calderas before the setting sun sat the Volcan El Cuervo, the most distinctive remnant of them all. It looked as if the demolition team had started work, but run out of funds and left what remained of the volcano standing.
As the light fell and the orange ball settled into the frame, I took my shots and hoped I’d made the most of our visit. Much as I’d have happily stood here and watched the day ebb away, it wasn’t lost on us that while sunset and dusk are no more than passing acquaintances in our northern latitudes, here they go hand in hand. No sooner has the orange ball disappeared beneath the horizon than the dark cloaked night coughs and reaches across the all too fleeting blue hour to announce its presence. For a few moments you might get a pink tuft of cirrus on a deepening blue sky, but very soon the land is reduced to dark silhouettes against a saturated orange glow on the horizon. Although I had my torch in the pack, it seemed sensible to get back to the car before the shadows arrived and the night crept in to surround us.
And it was at this point that Ali, who is practically blind without them, realised she’d left her glasses in the car. While I could now swap my shades for my varifocals, she would be making her way down the slope in the double dark. So like James Garner leading Donald Pleasance, I held her hand as we began the descent. The irony is that I look a little bit like Donald Pleasance. She doesn’t look anything like James Garner though – did I need to say that? She doesn’t even drive a 1974 Pontiac Firebird for goodness’ sake (depending upon your age you may need to look some of this up). The good news is that the beads that had made the upward trek so challenging were now our friends, and although neither of us had ever been skiing, we fancied ourselves as downhill Olympians on a black run as the soft terrain eased the way and allowed us to proceed at about five times the pace at which we’d climbed to the top just over an hour earlier. In record time James and Donald were back at road level, with their boots full of black gravel and the word “happy” written in bold type across their faces. The mountain that didn’t want to be climbed had been conquered and then left in peace once more. There would be more of them to wade to the summits of as the adventure continued.
Squeaking in at the last minute for our joint monthly project but the fact I managed to take this photo earlier today makes me so happy. A month ago, I really wasn't certain Flynn & Barney would ever be able to go outside for any kind of "walk" together.
We got Barney a buggy last week because although it's very important he moves & tries to practice walking as much as possible... there's a limit to how long I can hold his back end up, before my arms & back give up! I wasn't sure how he'd take to it but he actually seemed to immediately understand what - & who - the buggy was for, he asks to go in it & settles nicely (although we do have to zip the front up once we're moving, or he'll occasionally try to jump out - regardless of currently only having 2 working legs!).
Today was the first time Flynn's come out with Barney in the buggy. I had been rather nervous about if Flynn would worry about the weirdness of his "brother" being inside, or that he'd dislike the noise of the wheels etc. It turns out, Flynn was so overjoyed to be finally going OUT for a "walk" with Barney again, he didn't care! It was quite sweet - these two don't seem overly affectionate but Flynn was clearly delighted when he saw Barney would be accompanying us. They were both barking about how much fun it was as we went down the road! We didn't go far at all today but hopefully we can go a little further in future.
For those in the 52 WfDs group - my dear old Barney, who was in the group for a few years, before Flynn joined us, suffered from a spinal stroke at the end of May. It was a huge shock - the poor lad suddenly became paralysed in both his back legs. It's painless & he should hopefully regain some/most of his former mobility (the degree of recovery varies a lot between dogs) but it usually takes many weeks, or months to see significant improvement. Esp considering Barney's age (14.5yrs), he's doing so well. Initially both back legs were completely limp, unable to support any weight at all & lacking all feeling. A little over a month later, Barney's very, very nearly able to stand up unassisted & is getting close to doing a hobbled-y "walk" on grass - albeit with me supporting his back end. He's trying very hard!
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on February 7, 2021, blizzard Darcy raged across Western Europe, a strong wind accompanied by drifting snow. The last heavy snowstorm in Amsterdam dates from 1985. In the evening the storm had died down. Wind, cold, dark? It's minus eight degrees celcius. All reasons to go outside. Scarf on, walking shoes on and into the city centre. Do you see those lights, do you see the smoke coming out of the chimney and do you hear the fire crackling? The snow reflects the light in the evening, giving you a beautiful view. I enjoy the sound of crunching snow under my shoes and the beautiful view of the Amsterdam canal houses. Walking in winter is not only a guarantee for red cheeks and a breath of fresh air, but is also good for body and soul. There is something very beautiful about Amsterdam in winter. The Jordaan is covered with thick snow as above on the Keizersgracht. There is a tranquil beauty of snow and cold. A white blanket does indeed make Amsterdam slightly different from those other 360 days of the year: different views, different sounds, different light. A winter party sprinkled with white confetti. And it is quite simply a welcome break in the covid-19 lockdown. A period when the days start to look more and more alike and string together in a uniform slurry, with only the longing for the future as a ray of light in the darkness of the curfew. The snow remains at this temperature. More than 10 centimeters of snow has fallen. This is a welcome change. The snow also provides a lot of fun for children here in Amsterdam. Snowball fight, making snowmen or sledding. All fun activities that children do in this beautiful snowy world. Anyone who thinks away for a moment will imagine themselves in the world of Hendrick Avercamp today. It will continue to snow for the next few days. Expect more than 17 cm of snow in Amsterdam.
Those who think away for a while can imagine themselves in Hendrick Avercamp's world today. As one of the first landscape painters of the 17th-century Dutch school, he specialized in painting the Netherlands in winter, The snow is during the lock-down days an uninhibited winter fun in the streets of Amsterdam. Since the first snow had stuck to the ground, the neighborhood has turned out for a carefree winter entertainment. The next days it will keep on snowing. Expected more than 17 cm snow in Amsterdam. Photo of the snowy Bridge 51 in the Leliegracht over the Keizersgracht. In total, these are at least 6,394 bridges, making Amsterdam by far the city with the most bridges in the world.
op 7 februari 2021 raasde sneeuwstorm Darcy over West- Europa deze hard wind ging gepaard met stuifsneeuw. De laatste zware sneeuwstorm in Amsterdam dateert van 1985. In de avond was de storm gaan liggen. Wind, kou, donker? Het is min acht graden. Allemaal redenen om juist wel naar buiten te gaan. Sjaal om, wandelschoenen aan en de Jordaan in. Zie je die lichtjes, zie je het rook uit de schoorsteen en hoor je de openhaard knetteren? De sneeuw reflecteert het licht in de avond, waardoor je een prachtig zicht hebt. Ik geniet van het geluid van knarsende sneeuw onder mijn schoenen en het prachtige gezicht op de Amsterdamse grachtenpanden. 's Winters wandelen is niet alleen een garantie voor rode wangen en een frisse neus, maar is ook goed voor lichaam en geest. Er is iets heel moois over Amsterdam in de winter. De Jordaan is bedolven onder dik pak sneeuw zoals hierboven op de Keizersgracht. Er is een verstilde schoonheid van sneeuw en kou. Een witte deken maakt Amsterdam inderdaad net even anders dan die andere 360 dagen in het jaar: andere uitzichten, andere geluiden, andere lichtval. Een winterfeest besprenkeld met witte confetti. En het is simpelweg ook een welkome onderbreking in de coronalockdown. Een periode waarin de dagen steeds meer op elkaar gaan lijken en zich aaneenrijgen in een uniforme brij, met alleen het verlangen naar de toekomst als een lichtpuntje in het duister van de avondklok. Bij deze temperatuur blijft de sneeuw liggen. Er is meer dan 10 centimeters sneeuw gevallen. Dit is een welkome afwisseling. De sneeuw zorgt ook voor veel plezier voor kinderen hier in Amsterdam. Sneeuwballengevecht, sneeuwpoppen maken of rodelen. Allemaal leuke activiteiten die kinderen doen in deze prachtige besneeuwde wereld. Wie even wegdenkt, waant zich vandaag in de wereld van Hendrick Avercamp. De komende dagen blijft het sneeuwen. Verwacht meer dan 17 cm sneeuw in Amsterdam. Foto van de besneeuwde Brug 51 in de Leliegracht over de Keizersgracht. In totaal zijn dit tenminste 6.394 bruggen en daarmee is Amsterdam veruit de stad met de meeste bruggen ter wereld.
Cartagena, Colombia,
Orange King Bougainvillea has showy masses of bronze-orange flowers.
Bougainvillea is a genus of flowering plants native to South America. The first European to describe these plants was Philibert Commerçon, a French botanist accompanying French Navy admiral and explorer Louis Antoine de Bougainville during his voyage of circumnavigation, and first published in 1789.
Wikipedia
Accompanied by a MK1 Escort shell, this Cortina looked absolutely stunning in original condition. Besides the modern number plates, it looked nigh on brand new and is clearly in enthusiast hands now. One of the last Cortina's produced as by 1982 the Sierra had been launched, this is a marvellous slice of British family car history.
It doesn't travel much now; only a couple of hundred miles a year. In November at its last MOT it was showing just under 73,500 miles.
Here’s Ted sitting on a picnic table with the Steam Gallopers in the background.
Bressingham Steam Museum.
Gallopers
The three-abreast Gallopers are Bressingham's centre piece. It is one of the finest to be seen anywhere. Built by Savages of Kings Lynn in 1897 and owned and operated by the Thurston family of Norfolk until 1934, the Gallopers later operated at Whitley Bay and ended up in Scotland before finding a home at Bressingham. The engine was originally built by Tidmans of Norwich but has been completely rebuilt at Bressingham. The organ - a Bruder-built, 48 keyless Chiappa - accompanies the Gallopers as they reach up to six revolutions per minute and swing out some 15 degrees.
The set came to Bressingham in 1967 and has been delighting young and old as the heart of the site ever since.
During the main season, The Gallopers operate every day, always bringing a smile to the faces of the young - and the young at heart!
Cuando subió a la cima de la montaña miro la ciudad iluminada, las luces parecían estrellas acompañando el asombroso resplandor de la luna.
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When he climbed to the top of the mountain he looked at the illuminated city, the lights seemed like stars accompanying the amazing glow of the moon.
In the early hours the recent addition to the night sky, Comet NEOWISE starts to climb in the sky and last night was accompanied by a great display of noctilucent clouds. The Lovell Telescope at Jodrell Bank Observatory stands illuminated by moonlight against the backdrop of low clouds lit by the lights of Manchester.
Though I never watch the show but I find the meme about the show are quite funny and I think it fits well to accompany this build :)
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One of the most sacred places in Jerusalem is the garden of Gethsemane. The olive trees there are hundreds of years old and are believed to be the trees that accompanied Jesus the day he was arrested.
“Gethsemane” comes from “Gat Shemen” in Hebrew, which means olive press. Of course this is due to the many natural growing olive trees there. This place is special to the Gospel where it is told that Jesus spent his last night there praying: "And they came to a place which was named Gethsemane: and he saith to his disciples, Sit ye here, while I shall pray" (Matthew, XXVI 36). The reminiscent sight in Jerusalem is ideal for the rise of the Church of All Nations. Also known as the Basilica of the Agony, as reference to Jesus' night of Passion there.
The church was built by Antonio Barluzzi, the Italian architect, in 1924. The unique design is a harmonious mixture of outstanding Islamic architectural features, like domes on the roof and sides of the building, and christian basilica in the front.
Many countries helped build the church, thus the name “Church of all nations”. A slight oriental reference is noticeable in the domes where the flags of the nations are displayed. A Byzantine church was built on the same grounds in the 4th century later converted to a basilica by the Crusaders.
The Mistress of the Universe accompanied by a hundred billion stars (her daughters, known as 'Lifebearers').......this is a standard iPhone shot of the plan of 'The Sanctuary' taken from the sign at the site. 'The Sanctuary', nr. Avebury, Wiltshire, is roughly 5,000 years old, it was a construction using both wood and stone rings (possibly even a building formed from the wooden posts) roughly the size of Stonehenge, it was one of the most important elements of the Avebury complex, it lies at the terminal point of the West Kennet Avenue, which in turn starts from the Rings at Avebury.
Religiously battered in Snapseed on iPad Air and then battered some more on iPad Pro, also finally tickled in 'Photos' on iMac.
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You can find the fragrance here
The library hall, built in 1776 to designs by the architect Joseph Hueber, is 70 metres long, 14 metres wide and 13 metres high, and is the largest monastery library in the world. It contains c. 70,000 volumes of the monastery's entire holdings of c. 200,000 volumes. The ceiling consists of seven cupolas, decorated with frescoes by Bartolomeo Altomonte showing the stages of human knowledge up to the high point of Divine Revelation. Light is provided by 48 windows and is reflected by the original colour scheme of gold and white. The architecture and design express the ideals of the Enlightenment, against which the sculptures by Joseph Stammel of "The Four Last Things" make a striking contrast.
The abbey possesses over 1,400 manuscripts, the oldest of which, from St. Peter's Abbey in Salzburg, were the gift of the founder, Archbishop Gebhard, and accompanied the first monks to settle here, as well as over 900 incunabulae.
In 1959 Derek Chaplin accompanied BBC broadcaster Wynford Vaughan Thomas making a radio broadcast catching trains only from Cardiff to North Wales and calling in on both the embryonic Talyllyn and Ffestiniog railways. Subsequently, Derek made up a 35mm slide show called " Trains of Wales 1959" which he showed at railway societies. These 137 mainly Kodachrome slides have been found by his family preserved in a dry wooden storage box and I am privileged to scan them for people to see again. The notes on each slide are minimalist and with no actual dates so anybody who can add interesting information is appreciated.
Due to the recent unauthorized publication of my images in a magazine. newspaper and two published books without payment I have to now make this statement. I keep attending online Railway Soc events where speakers brazenly show my images without any acknowledgment of the photographer. Hence I have been forced to add a copyright sign in the corner.
This image is the copyright of © Peter Brabham; Any users, found to replicate, reproduce, circulate, distribute, download, manipulate or otherwise use my images without my written consent will be in breach of copyright laws. I will retrospectively claim £50 per print image if prior written authorization for publication has not been sought. Please contact me at pete.brabham@ntlworld.com for permission to use any of my FLICKR photographs in hard copy publication. I will usually give permission free of charge to Heritage Railways and steam loco restoration project advertising, but profit making magazines and book authors must pay a reproduction fee. Authors should know the provenance of high quality digital images that they use.
Children accompanied by instructors are learning how to use a canoe-kayak in the Petrie Island channel. This activity is offered by the Petrie Island Canoe Club two day-camp for children 9-12 years old. It is part of a two-week introduction to canoe-kayak for the Regatta-Ready Program.
Petrie Island, Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
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Un groupe d'enfants accompagnés d'instructeurs apprennent à utiliser un canoë-kayak dans le chenal de l'île Petrie. Cette activité est offerte par le camp de deux jours du Petrie Island Canoe Club pour les enfants de 9 à 12 ans. Elle fait partie d'une introduction de deux semaines au canoë-kayak dans le cadre du programme Regatta-Ready.
Île Petrie, Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
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on February 7, 2021, blizzard Darcy rages across Western Europe, a strong wind accompanied by drifting snow. The last heavy snowstorm in Amsterdam dates from 1985. In the evening the storm had died down. Wind, cold, dark? It's minus eight degrees celcius. All reasons to go outside. Scarf on, walking shoes on and into the city centre. Do you see those lights, do you see the smoke coming out of the chimney and do you hear the fire crackling? The snow reflects the light in the evening, giving you a beautiful view. I enjoy the sound of crunching snow under my shoes and the beautiful view of the Amsterdam canal houses. Walking in winter is not only a guarantee for red cheeks and a breath of fresh air, but is also good for body and soul. There is something very beautiful about Amsterdam in winter. The Jordaan is covered with thick snow as above on the Egelantiersgracht. There is a tranquil beauty of snow and cold. A white blanket does indeed make Amsterdam slightly different from those other 360 days of the year: different views, different sounds, different light. A winter party sprinkled with white confetti. And it is quite simply a welcome break in the covid-19 lockdown. A period when the days start to look more and more alike and string together in a uniform slurry, with only the longing for the future as a ray of light in the darkness of the curfew. The snow remains at this temperature. More than 10 centimeters of snow has fallen. This is a welcome change. The snow also provides a lot of fun for children here in the Amsterdam Jordaan . Snowball fight, making snowmen or sledding. All fun activities that children do in this beautiful snowy world. Anyone who thinks away for a moment will imagine themselves in the world of Hendrick Avercamp today. It will continue to snow for the next few days. Expect more than 17 cm of snow in Amsterdam.
When an Amsterdammer sees the Westertoren, he or she thinks of Theo Thijssen. He felt an intense bond with the capital, where he was born and died. He grew up in the Jordaan, in the shadow of the Westertoren. Theo Thijssen was also a trade unionist and social democratic politician. The book 'Kees de Jongen' is about a boy growing up in Amsterdam at the end of the 19th century. It takes place in the Jordaan. Main character Kees Bakels lives near the Westertoren. His father owns a shoe shop and workshop. Kees lives in his fantasies. Kees' musings are still recognizable to many today. Thijssen also talked about the flu epidemic in the winter of 1889-1890 and now 131 years later we talk about our covid-19 epidemic. Photo taken in the evening on the Egelantiersgracht conner Tweede Leliedwarsstraat in the Amsterdam-Jordaan.
op 7 februari 2021 raast sneeuwstorm Darcy over West- Europa deze hard wind ging gepaard met stuifsneeuw. De laatste zware sneeuwstorm in Amsterdam dateert van 1985. In de avond was de storm gaan liggen. Wind, kou, donker? Het is min acht graden. Allemaal redenen om juist wel naar buiten te gaan. Sjaal om, wandelschoenen aan en de Jordaan in. Zie je die lichtjes, zie je het rook uit de schoorsteen en hoor je de openhaard knetteren? De sneeuw reflecteert het licht in de avond, waardoor je een prachtig zicht hebt. Ik geniet van het geluid van knarsende sneeuw onder mijn schoenen en het prachtige gezicht op de Amsterdamse grachtenpanden. 's Winters wandelen is niet alleen een garantie voor rode wangen en een frisse neus, maar is ook goed voor lichaam en geest. Er is iets heel moois over Amsterdam in de winter. De Jordaan is bedolven onder dik pak sneeuw zoals hierboven op de Egelantiersgracht. Er is een verstilde schoonheid van sneeuw en kou. Een witte deken maakt Amsterdam inderdaad net even anders dan die andere 360 dagen in het jaar: andere uitzichten, andere geluiden, andere lichtval. Een winterfeest besprenkeld met witte confetti. En het is simpelweg ook een welkome onderbreking in de coronalockdown. Een periode waarin de dagen steeds meer op elkaar gaan lijken en zich aaneenrijgen in een uniforme brij, met alleen het verlangen naar de toekomst als een lichtpuntje in het duister van de avondklok. Bij deze temperatuur blijft de sneeuw liggen. Er is meer dan 10 centimeters sneeuw gevallen. Dit is een welkome afwisseling. Wanneer een Amsterdammer de Westertoren ziet denk ie aan Theo Thijssen. Met de hoofdstad, waar hij geboren werd en stierf, voelde hij een intense band. Hij groeide op in de Jordaan, in de schaduw van de Westertoren. Theo Thijssen was ook vakbondsman en sociaal-democratisch politicus. Het boek 'Kees de Jongen' gaat over een opgroeiende jongen in Amsterdam tegen het eind van de 19de eeuw. Het speelt in de Jordaan. Hoofdpersoon Kees Bakels woont vlakbij de Westertoren. Zijn vader heeft een schoenenwinkel en -makerij. Kees leeft in zijn fantasieën. De mijmeringen van Kees zijn ook nu nog voor velen herkenbaar. Thijssen vertelde ook over de griepepidemie in de winter van 1889-1890 en nu 131 jaar later praten wij over onze covid-19 epidemie. Wat dat betreft is er weinig veranderd.
Accompanied by an amazing galette.
One from the archives.
On the Lot River, Touzac area, Midi-Pyrénées, France. May 2015.
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July 15, 2015 - South Central Nebraska US
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It was simply one of the best storm chases for 2015. As night was upon us we still had a 3 hour drive back home.
Its that time of year when storm cells redevelop out in western Kansas / Nebraska and just go on all night. We were in the path of most of these redeveloping cells on that nights drive back.
Intense cc and cg lightning accompanied these cells. I can't say that I didn't stop and take a few captures....
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