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These thick-knees are not impressed by a visit of the Nile Monitor (Varanus Niloticus) appearing from the left. These monitors eat anything, including bird eggs. There were no eggs at this stage, but the monitor is told in no uncertain terms that he should stay away.....
Kruger National Park.
The RWE EL1s are anything but beautiful, but they are unique and now quite old machines so well worth documenting. The RWE, or Rheinbraun railway is a quasi insular operation between the companies brown coal mines and powerplants just west of Cologne, Germany. The network consists of two primary routes, the Nord-Süd Bahn and the Hambachbahn. Last Saturday I made my first visit to the network with the idea to focus on the Nord-Süd Bahn. This train showed up exactly as I arrived and was happy to so quickly get a EL1 led train. Unfortunately things went downhill from there.
A few notes for those interested in photographing this line and also not so familiar:
1.) Blocks A -E of Kraftwerk Neurath have were shut in March of this year, meaning that the classic shot from the overpass with the power plant in the background is now impossible. Good for the environment, tragic for the photographer.
2.) 90% of trains shove back towards Frimmersdorf, making west/northbound shots very difficult.
3.) There are very few good photo locations on the Nord-Süd Bahn, this one being the best. Unfortunately this spot happens to be right in the path of the cooling tower exhaust shadow! About 30 minutes after this photo the spot was fully in the shadow. I didnt really find a satisfactory angle the rest of the day, in most of the other segments the light is wrong for southbounds or very overgrown.
Ill have to try again for the Hambach side, on this visit getting there would have been a pain due to the closure of the Aachen - Köln line due to a derailment. (always something wrong with that cursed line)
Out walking with Tasku this morning I was surprised but delighted to see several Holly Blues on this plant. Surprised because mostly they are on the move and rarely settle. Then I realised they were laying eggs (I have one photo to put up where that is obvious). On returning home I looked in my book and realised that the plant must be a type of ivy as the second brood only lay eggs on this particular plant - and the first brood, in April, only lay on holly. Fussy insects! I will have to go back to see if can spot any eggs and again in a few days to look for the caterpillars.
I'd only taken my camera as I wanted to try out my new macro lens so that was an extra bit of luck. 😊
ANSH 125 (7) anything blue
Weekly Alphabet Challenge 'graceful' theme 33/52
I am not going to do anything with you: not if you mean by that “do something to you” without your leave. We might do some things together. I don’t know about sides. I go my own way; but your way may go along with mine for a while. …
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A fine day in the forest today with an old friend, talking and catching up, balancing rocks, taking photos and talking with Ents
Riverside ~ Time Travellers
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I can’t remember anything
Can’t tell if this is true or dream
Deep down inside I feel to scream
This terrible silence stops me
Now that the war is through with me
I’m waking up, I cannot see
That there’s not much left of me
Nothing is real but pain now
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please, God, wake me
This is Låtefossen. A 541-foot waterfall in western Norway that consists of two separate streams that meet in the midst of the falls. The biggest challenge here was keeping the lens dry enough to get a clear shot – so much spray!
I'm currently on the road, and only have a chance to upload the occasional shot, and not much time for anything else. But thanks very much for stopping by, and for all of your continued kind comments and favorites. Have a great weekend!
It has been very humid here so it was too uncomfortable to do anything outside until late afternoon. Took the little boys to Lowell Lake for a short walk. Carl and Pokey got quite a bit ahead of me (and Chico) and I had to tell them to wait up for us.
But it worked out since I was able to get this shot of Pokey to use for this month's challenge.
How can you do anything more?
From the series 'Los desastres de la guerra' ('The Disasters of War')
1812 - 1815
From the exhibition "The Disasters of War. Goya and the Present" in the Albertina
"Since the outbreak of full-scale war in Ukraine in February of this year, the photographer Mykhaylo Palinchak (*1985) has been documenting his homeland’s destruction and the attendant impacts on those who live there. His pictures of apartment complex ruins, the dead and survivors, people on the run, and those who have remained provide an impactful impression of this war’s immediate consequences.
The ALBERTINA Museum is showing 40 recent war photographs by Palinchak, whose work has dealt repeatedly with incisive political developments in Ukraine, in juxtaposition with Goya’s Los Desastres de la Guerra. Just like Palinchak's photography, Goya’s early 19th-century depictions of war from the collection of the ALBERTINA document the universal brutality of wartime events and the suffering of the civilian populace.
The exhibition is on view from 24 May until 21 August 2022."
www.albertina.at/en/exhibitions/the-disasters-of-war-goya...
For the Macro Monday theme "Anything Goes"
Before I write anything else, allow me to send a huuuuuge Thank You to my bestie Mayra-Mayra for suggesting the reflection through the eye idea, because without a set theme I was at a loss as to what to compose and shoot. So this one is dedicated to her with all my Love, Appreciation and Gratitude!!! You're an Angel, sweetheart ❤❤❤
But let me tell you, it was just so unbelievably hard to get my son to model for me as he just wouldn't sit still!!!!! He kept bursting with laughter and spitting on my lense, which of course urged me to get the whole session over and done with ASAP!
For the starry reflection I used, of course, christmas lights - what else? - which I taped on a circular wooden board that used to be the back of my Mom's clock (Mom always provides the best props, right? 😉) But to be completely honest, given that my child was not very cooperative and all, the reflection was a bit off centre so I had to correct that on my pc.
Well, Happy Macro Monday to all and a great new week to everyone :)))
“And I write poetry on anything that comes to hand .., pink paper with yellow lines all creased and crumpled and slightly torn; brown paper bags that once contained Shiitake mushrooms for a soup; my favourite dark chocolate with sea salt cardboard wrappers and empty envelopes with stamps from far-off places where I will never go or never go again. Poets write on anything that comes to hand.
And I know the anxiety of being a wallflower
and I know all the perks.
And I know all the jerks that passed me by
or those that tried to prise me from the wall.
And I know what the cold is like
when I'm on the outside looking in.
And I know who will be there to catch me when I fall.
And I know what it's like to be a lost soul
wandering alone in the Universe.
And I know what it's like to find a friendship
that fills up all the gaps in me;
completes me like nothing else could ever do.
And I know what it's like to lose myself when I lost you
and the Universe imploded in on me.
And I know what it's like to miss you every day to Infinity and Beyond … simply é …
And I know more much more ...” - AP
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=vK7vrLY1dto
Lights & Motion ~ "We Are Infinite"
CIPRIAN …
Eyes so brown with flecks of yellow
nutbrown struck by sunlight
walk through fields of Springtime meadows
wildflowers swaying in delight
arm in arm and minds on nothing
living dreams that lift our souls
stop to eat when we get hungry
sip mushroom soup from chipped and yellowed melamine bowls
exchanging glances shyly hesitant
small smiles turned up at the corners
I did not know this was goodbye
that I would be an absentee among the mourners
how many years has it been now
it feels like only yesterday
still I think I'll one day see you
when the rain storms come and slant my way
I left the crucifix to dangle
to keep me safe on the less-travelled road
I think of that small clip from that film I did not show here
that one entwined within our code
we talked in shorthand when we spoke
or with a smile or with our eyes
the friendship rose and fell again
then rose again just like the sunrise
some things may always be left unspoken
sometimes words are not enough
but we knew that friendship lasts
beyond infinity although it's tough
I still read your poetry
still read between those beautiful lines
and browse through your photography
so much deleted those words of mine
but not your fault but deep within me
was something broken and you could see
and though I did not realise it back then
you protected me from knowing your destiny
I can thank you for many reasons
for being there throughout my trials
a rock a guiding hand held out through all four seasons
remembering your beautiful smiles
to feel the love you had for life
still tangible though you are gone
I can feel you close beside me
whenever I need to be more strong
I rarely met anyone else like you
whose aura was so bright
you saw behind my eyes of blue
to the sorrow that denied my light
you never gave up on me I know
you wanted me to know what life is for
I try to remember all you taught me
I miss you always and simply more …
- AP - Copyright © remains with and is the intellectual property of the author
Copyright © protected image please do not reproduce without permission
Dedicated to my beloved friend, Ciprian
A poet and the most beautiful human being you could ever wish to meet. To know him was to love him and when he passed he left the biggest hole in the Universe. I don't think I shall ever see his like again in this incarnation anyway …
Two long years and I still miss you though you are everywhere
In the rain and in the yellow
To Infinity and beyond … simply é …
Iubirea mea pentru tine nu va muri niciodata
We spoke mostly in French, but I did try to speak Romanian sometimes and he would smile indulgently. He recognised the child-like innocence in me that wants everyone and everything to be alright. He encouraged me in my writing and indulged my childish tantrums because he knew that like all things they would pass and he knew the reasons for them and accepted my brokeness because it is part of who I am. That was Ciprian … all-accepting; never just loving one small part of me, but embracing all of me with all the frailties and complexities within my nature. Oh, and one more thing, he loved cats and I would have loved him just for that ; 0) There are many different kinds of love. Our love was pure. The love borne of friendship and shared love of poetry and our minds always questioning everything.
I send my love and respect to dear Ciprian's wife who made his life so very happy. She was the love of his life and he of hers. If I feel the loss of my friend so deeply I can only imagine how hard it is for her to bear. My heart goes out to her on this day, the second anniversary of his passing.
Getting a bit of later start than usual, the Night Gas gets underway westbound as afternoon thunderstorms build over the mountains around Missoula. Wish I'd put on a bit heavier of a lens to bring in the mountains a bit more, but given how the first 8 days of the trip had gone anything by this point was just bonus materials.
A cheat photo for this list item as I couldn't think of anything else.
ANSH 108 (10) something out of place
Today's theme for the Smile on Saturday group is "Anything beginning with A".
This is an Artwork by Monet. It is at The Courtauld Gallery in the Strand, London.
Thanks for visiting.
HSoS.
I'm not seeing anything new in the way of birds, so I decided to post some other subjects for a change.
I love to hunt behind a good pointing dog and watch them use their noses to find grouse. I do this primarily in October in the beautiful fall forests of the Upper Peninsula of Michigan.
The Ryman breed of English Setters are characterized as "old men's hunting dogs" and at 77 I qualify. I don't shoot very well anymore, but I don't know if I want to kill anything anyway. In the last three years I have bagged zero birds. The dog points them. I shoot and miss and we move on.
When we get home I don't have to clean anything and I am happy with that.
In the image my dog Bonnie is pointing a grouse as the sun drops in the west. I missed it!
fall tradition
grouse hunting in the poplars
joy for two
Image and haiku by John Henry Gremmer
If you looked at my previous photo and have a keen eye, you may see that one of the Observation Towers was incorporated into the construction of this modern home. This is located on Topsail Island, NC.
#AbFav_ANYTHING_GOES
some fun from last summer in Belgium
Have a beautiful day and thank you for your comments, M, (*_*)
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This shot isn't anything special given that its just a light unit sitting in the shade. But the location is just so cool that I used my wide angle to just capture the whole scene. This lone YN2 AC4400CW is the local power for Selkirk based B765, the Hudson Grain train here on the old Boston and Albany Hudson and Chatham branch now known as CSXT's Claverack Industrial Track.
In addition to the famous two blocks of street running the train also amazingly cuts right through the middle of the town square park. Sharp eyes will note the Hannukah Menorah lit up for the season, and of course just out of frame at left is a Christmas tree too. The crew had paused for a while by the old depot (and soon to be brewery) then pulled across the crossing and stopped right here in the center of town for another break. The conductor kept the locomotive company while the engineer walked to grab a coffee then chatted it up with a local lady and her dog and even loaded a baby up on the engine for some photos. It was all quite amusing and charming in a strange old fashioned railroading kind of way....I suppose it is that whole juxtaposition of time and place contrasting with the norm of modern railroading that makes this job so appealing to watch. I don't know...forgive my rambled musings...this place is just simply too cool to resist, and it continuely calls me back!
Hudson, New York
Tuesday December 7, 2021
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Ƭнєѕє мσνιηg нαη∂ѕ αη∂ мσνιηg ƒєєт
I'νє ωαιтιηg ѕσ ℓσηg ƒσя υѕ тσ мєєт
I'ℓℓ ∂σ αηутнιηg ƒσя уσυ
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www.youtube.com/watch?v=zMHZSbmgD4M
Simply Posed - Free and Easy
I didn't post anything landscape related since maybe weeks?! It's so very cold outside , i find it hard to force myself to go out..... :)
For Macro Mondays - Anything Goes.
I haven't used my guitar for a shot for a while so decided to do a macro of part of the bridge for this weeks challenge.
Happy Macro Monday!!
I was just messing around in photoshop, this isn't anything amazing, but I really love this photo, and the little background I built
Flickr Lounge ~ Anything Water
Stay safe and well everyone.
Thank you to everyone who pauses long enough to look at my photo. Any comments or Faves are very much appreciated
This photo is more a happy marriage of cheerful yet somewhat dreamy colors than anything else, even though there's a short story to it. I was walking down a trail when I saw these thistles plus something on them. On closer inspection it turned out to be a huddled bumblebee. The day being very chilly, I thought the poor bee must have frozen to death during the night and only rigor mortis had kept it on the flower. As I stood observing the flowers swaying in the wind in all their sunlit glory, the bee suddenly stirred and began feeding, as if its battery had just been re-charged :-). Nature is beautiful!