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This is from last year, but I haven't uploaded anything new in a while, so I figured I'd upload these cutie-pies. :)
I have been so busy lately training and looking after the new puppy, so I've had to put all my photo adventures on hold over the past few weeks. I greatly miss photo-shooting regularly (not that I ever did photoshoot regularly, except back in my 365 days)... At the moment I'm spending this week attempting to keep Pepper Puppy calm and in-active (he was neutered on Monday and needs several days of no running or jumping), which is proving to be a challenge considering he's so playful and hyper (I blame the border collie in him!). By this time next week, I hope to kick off 2012 by going on lots of new photo adventures and hikes with the pups, and I will soon be filling my flickr stream with new treasures once again! ...Unless it rains. In which case I'll probably just stay home and eat chocolate. Or perhaps I could try some indoor photos.
Intro to "Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom"
Excuse the terrible photography. I haven't mastered white on white yet. ;-)
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While happily trespassing deep within the confines of Conrail's Conway yard taking pictures, the crew of train (redacted) invited me up into the cab of new SD60I (redacted) to look around and take pictures.
I obliged them. A GP10 and a yard slug made from an Alco RS11 made their way past as I shot some K64 and the shit with the crew. They even invited me to tag along to ride the train west to (redacted) once they got permission to depart.
I unfortunately had to decline the offer as this was the last day of my vacation and I had to depart for home in a few hours.
Such is how it was in 1993.
As the military space vessel, IRC Agatha Christie leaves Stonehenge Spacefort in pursuit of the Frigus Iustitia, that ship is dropping out of tach speed near a distant IRC outpost, Septem Caelum.
Septem Caelum Comm Tech: (his image appears on the forward holoscreen) Frigus Iustitia, welcome to Outpost Septem Caelum.
MSS: (on the bridge, in the command chair) Thank you. This is Major Sky. We are rendezvousing with another ship -- soon.
SCCT: Understood. Which ship are you meeting?
MSS: I don't know, but Captain Jetsam will be aboard.
SCCT: Do you plan to vee over?
MSS: No. We're on a tight schedule.
SCCT: Understood. Let us know if you need anything. (his image is replaced by one of the outpost)
MSS: (leans back in the command chair) Now, we wait.
Aboard the IRC Agatha Christie, Cpt Jetsam is leaning back in the command seat, appearing calm. A low tone from the Pilot's station draws her eyes.
Pilot: Captain Jetsam, that signal you had me scanning for; it just appeared at Outpost Septem Caelum.
CDL: (leans forward in the chair with a small smile) Take us there. Tach five.
CMOLB: (moves to stand by CDL's seat) I hope we make it in time.
Cpt Jetsam says nothing to this vocalized concern she shares, she simply gazes at the holo projection of stars and planets they pass until the screen glows purple as they drop out of tach speed, replaced by an image of the Frigus Iustitia orbiting Outpost Septem Caelum.
QDPN: Assume orbit.
Pilot: Aye, sir.
QDPN: Comm Officer, contact the Frigus Iustitia.
CommO: Aye, sir. IRC Agatha Christie to Frigus Iustitia, please respond.
MSS: (her holo image fills the forward screen) Frigus Iustitia, welcome to Outpost Septem Caelum.
CDJ: Major Sky, you have my ship.
MSS: On the contrary, Captain Jetsam. I have your ship, and I have Major Sky.
CDJ: You have? Who are you?
MSS: First, please allow me to apologize for what has happened, but the circumstances are dire, and there was no time to explain.
CDJ: Oh, then apology accepted. Give me back my friend, and my ship.
MSS: (smiles) Scrummy's told me about your sense of humor.
CDJ: You may call her, Major Sky. Has she told you about my overdeveloped protective instincts?
MSS: She has, which is why the two of you were chosen, actually.
CDJ: Chosen? Look, who the red nova are you?
MSS: My name is, Koe Ghitatio, Tech Mentalist to her Highness Princess Bhonumm Durus of the planet, Vhipernhal.
CDJ: Vhipernhal? (looks around the bridge) Anyone know the name? (the entire bridge crew shakes their heads, no) Never heard of it.
MSS-KG: Our planet lies beyond your current exploration.
CDJ: Why have you attacked Major Sky? Why did you kill Dr. Litefful? And why did you steal my ship?
MSS-KG: You misunderstand, Pips.
CDJ: (raises a hand) No. Oh, no, no no.
MSS-KG: Apologies, Captain. I did not kill Dr. Litefful. I was unable to properly express myself to her. My mentalist tech is experimental. She assumed I was trying to seize control of her mind. She killed herself.
CDJ: It appears she was correct. You HAVE seized control of Major Sky, AND my SHIP.
CMOLB: (quietly, to CDJ) Careful, Captain.
MSS-KG: This merging with Scr--Major Sky was consensual. We took your ship, knowing you would follow. Captain Jetsam, the people of Vhipernhal, all of us, are dying! We desperately need your help!
CDJ: Consensual? Then let me talk to Major Sky.
MSS-KG: I'm sorry, Captain. If I sever the connection, I might not be able to reconnect. I barely managed to communicate with her after Dr. Litefful killed herself.
CDJ: I just call that, convenient.
MSS-KG: Captain, we don't have time for this verbal sparring. The people of my planet are dying. That is why our king took your scientists--
CDJ: (interrupts) YOU kidnapped the scientists?
MSS-KG: No, King Durus did. He's desperate to save our people, but his desperation verges on madness. He will do anything to save us, even risk going to war.
CMOLB: What are your people dying from?
MSS-KG: You are the chief medical officer of this ship. Good, I'm glad you chose to accompany the Captain. We don't know what is killing us, but we do know the source. A great, stellar cloud of unknown properties is slowly engulfing our world. There is nowhere for our people to hide. As our world rotates, all points ultimately come into contact with the phenomenon.
CDJ: How are the scientists supposed to help you with that? They aren't medical scientists.
MSS-KG: Plicare.
CDJ: (tenses, pretty sure this crew didn't know the secret of Plicare) You clearly have ships that can traverse space, if you need to move your people.
MSS-KG: King Durus doesn't want to move ships, Captain. He wants to move the world.
(Theme music)
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Major Scrumptious Sky/Koe Ghitatio: Bailey
Captain Debris Jetsam: Teddi
Quartermaster DeiPhi Ngravity:
Chief Medical Officer Lance Boyle: Seth
Comm Officer:
Pilot: Seth
Manufacturer: Peugeot SA, Sochaux - France
Type: 403 Berline
Production time: April 1955 - October 1966
Production outlet: 655,935
Engine: 1468cc straight-4 8CV Peugeot XB2/XB5 TN3 OHV I-Head
Power: 58 bhp / 4.900 rpm
Torque: 101 Nm / 2.500 rpm
Drivetrain: rear wheels
Speed: 135 Km/h
Curb weight: 1056 kg
Wheelbase: 104.7 inch
Chassis: ponton, three-box and monobloc self-supporting steel unibody
Steering: rack and pinion
Gearbox: four-speed manual / all synchromesh / steering column shift
Clutch: single dry plate disc
Carburettor: Solex 32 PBICc
Fuel tank: 50 liter
Electric system: Ducellier 12 Volts 58Ah
Ignition system: distributor and coil
Brakes front: hydraulic 10 inch Lockheed drums (with two primary jaws)
Brakes rear: hydraulic 10 inch Lockheed drums
Suspension front: independent transverse wishbones, upper triangular crossbars, lower transverse coil springs + piston dampers
Suspension rear: beam axle, thrust struts, Panhard rod, longitudinal coil springs + telescopic dampers
Rear axle: live
Differential: 5,75:1
Wheels: 15 inch steel discs
Tires: 165/80-380 Michelin-X radial
Options: Indenor TMD85/XDP85 Diesel engine (1816cc straight-4, 48 bhp/4.000 rpm, from 1958), electro-magnetic Jaeger automatic clutch (activated when changing gear, from 1957), Neiman starter switch (the starter is initiated by a push-button mounted Bakelite at the underside of the dashboard to the right of the steering wheel, preventively against car thefts)
Special:
- With Carozzeria Pininfarina S.p.A.’s help the large body of the 403 Berline was created, presented on April 20, 1955 at the Palais de Chaillot (Trocadéro Palace) in Paris.
- Remarkable for that time was the thermostatically controlled fan, which stopped when the engine temperature came below 75 degrees and started as soon as the temperature rose to above 84 degrees.
- Another novelty was a heating system for the carburetor, responsive to switching on the heater in the car.
- The Peugeot 403 was the first French car with a diesel engine in mass production.
- The 403 Series was available as this 4-door Berline, as 403 B7 (Sept) Berline or "Berline Luxe" (1960-1966: 1290cc TM5 engine, 47bhp, 172,513 units built), as 2-door Cabriolet (1957-1961: 2,043 units built), as 5-door Familiale (1956-1962: 34,928 units built), as 3-door Fourgonnette Tôlée (1956-1962: 6,892 units built), as 3-door Commerciale (1956-1962: 112,601 units built), as 3-door Plateau-Cabine (1956-1961: 27,066 units built), as 2-door 403 U B8 Camionnettes Bâchée (1956-1962: 155,709 units built) and as Ambulance (826 units built).
- A total of 1,196,958 cars were assembled in France (Sochaux), Australia, Argentina and in New Zealand.
Do you ever drive around looking for something to shoot around sunset and start to panic a bit when you can't find anything and the light is going to be fading soon? This is what was happening to me a few days ago. I couldn't figure out if I wanted to drive to some iconic spot like Tunnel View and shoot the epic sunset that I knew was going to happen, or just try to find something a little more intimate in a forest or along the river. I literally drove the valley loop 2 times while trying to decide, getting a little more panicked as the minutes ticked down. On my 2nd trip past El Capitan, I finally decided on a river shot after seeing the reflected trees from the road. I literally ran from the car to the river and got as close to the water as I could, set up my tripod, and got 2 different exposures before the light was gone.
Since the entire scene was mostly backlit, I had to use manual exposure blending for the tree and rocks on the right to balance with the bright trees along the river.
From the 1989 hit movie "Say Anything" Celentity is bringing you this famous pose and scene! Look for it at an event coming soon!
Celentity - "Say Anything" Pose, Boombox, and Car Prop
Love I get so lost sometimes
Days pass and this emptiness fills my heart
When I want to run away I drive off in my car
But whichever way I go
I come back to the place you are
All my instincts, they return
The grand facade, so soon will burn
Without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside
In your eyes
The light, the heat (in your eyes)
I am complete (in your eyes)
I see the doorway (in your eyes)
To a thousand churches (in your eyes)
The resolution (in your eyes)
Of all the fruitless searches (in your eyes)
The sky is not always a glowing red color, but there’s always a peaceful and welcoming feel to the bayou when I arrive in the wee hours of the morning. I often linger too long near Bay Area Park and enjoy the light-play on the waters of the bayou. A bit of fog hovering the trees never harms anything and is always a welcome addition to the moment. Sunrise photo taken on Armand Bayou just south of the park.
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Ronald the Rhino, who has personal experience with horn loss, tried to warn Eliza the Elephant, but, Eliza was more interested in profits. Now, Eliza can't travel. He has no trunk to pack.
Eugene, Oregon 2015
"You reach out to push the orc off of the bridge; but instead, you lightly caress his back. He is now comfortable." -via D&D
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CRATAEGUS ROSEA, DARK PINK Hawthorn, so very MAY!
On our way to the Coast, the winding roads East lined with blossoming hedges of Hawthorn, mostly white, the branches were heavily cascading, it was like driving through a garden, very beautiful and peaceful.
We mostly leave later, behind all the traffic, because we are after the 'later' light anyway... when most are going home...
We passed a few darker pink hawthorns and I could not resist bringing home this branch.
It suffered a bit, but once home I submerged it in water for a while, cut widely open the woody branch, put it in water and photographed it the next morning.
Hope you like these more unusual little beauties,
Thank you for your time and comments, M, (*_*)
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Anything can happen along the water’s edge when it comes to Green Heron activity! This guy spent most of the time I was watching him stalking along the bayou but don’t blink canoe boy or you’ll miss the action! He went completely in to snag the next meal! They are notorious for doing whatever it takes to get the next catch! Taken along the banks of Horsepen Bayou!
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Crossing the finish line with a little help from your friends.
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I have since found out that one of the guys carrying this young man was Alex Lacey who run for CLIC Sargent, charity that provides cancer support for the young people.
Last week the days turned colder almost overnight and poking around outside one morning we found a butterfly that was struggling mightly with the chilly wind. K picked it up and instantly fell in love. We kept him for a few hours, just long enough for his little wings to warm up and then reluctantly (and tenderly) K let him go out back.
But not before he had already fallen in love. Hard. That night he sobbed the most heart wrenching sobs, big shoulder shuddering sobs that tear at your insides and make you want to promise the world. The world and anything else within arms reach just to make it right again.
The next morning, still wounded he asked for the polaroids I had taken and carefully taped them together and mounted them to a sheet of paper with the handwritten title, "BUTTERFLY" (you almost always write in all caps, just like me).
His name is "Pumpkin Black".
Save Polaroid. Please.