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The buckets were equipped with lids to protect the partially dried ore concentrate from rain and snow.
So, I was watching "The Bucket List" the other day and it really got me thinking... Do I know when I'm gonna die? Do I WANT to know.
This picture was inspired by that.
The guy is small, cuhs death is such a huge thing, and he's unsure if he's ready to kick the bucket yet.
The glue laminate beams forming the center structure for the loft floor were tied in using a stainless steel bucket bracket custom fabricated by Dean Krackaure of Designs in Metal.
but not in the usual sense where she's carrying something. this girl was wandering down this path with cactus fences on both sides... looked pretty dangerous as she couldn't walk straight :p
The original iron fittings of one of three buckets from the burial are shown on a replica wood background. The iron fittings have curved finials that end in bird heads. The bucket may have been used for food or drink.
Sutton Hoo
Anglo-Saxon, early 600s AD
Death Valley was always on my bucket list for places to photograph. For Christmas Carly bought airline tickets for us to go visit last spring. After a couple of Covid related delays we finally got out there this spring. What added to the enjoyment of the trip was Carly, a veteran road warrior, handled all the logistics.
As a photographer when visiting an area for the first time there is always a tension between seeing all an area has to offer and waiting in one place for the "light" to appear. Scouting won out as we covered over 1200 miles and hiked over 25 miles resulting in a couple of good photos among a bunch of "we were there" snapshots. Death Valley was my favorite venue while Carly like the Joshua Tree National Park.
Crossing the desert twice by car as we made a circular path back to Las Vegas one begins to appreciate the size and isolation of this part of the country. We traveled through outposts that were hard to classify. Not really towns but a stopping point that included a gas station, restaurant and maybe a post office or a defunct train depot or a motel. Looking up these locations up in Wikepedia the population of these places that had not succumbed to ghost town status range from 5 to 1200 people. Just getting by seemed to be the trade off for the reward of being isolated from the chaos of modern life.
At the far end point of our trip, the Palm Springs area, we saw the other extreme where pretentious luxury was on conscious display. In this desert environment one had to wonder where do they get all the water to keep those golf courses so green? I had to look it up. Primarily from the Colorado River via 123 mile aqueduct!
Would not want to live out in the desert but can hardly wait to return.
Buckets of coal waiting to be used by locomotives on the Romney, Hythe & Dymchurch Railway in Kent, England.
The Buffalo Line north of Sunbury, PA is not one for frequent traffic, with only the occasional coal train and a local to Emporium for WYNP still running. This PRR signal bridge at McElhatten has been a bucket list item since I found it, and a morning 633 to Keating Summit happened to be running when I was nearby.
Oliver + s reversible bucket hat, size large. I just enough scraps from Heather Ross' Mendocino. Sea horse side.
My $10 yard sale pump has failed me on it's second usage. I suspect
that I can fix it, but didn't have time to deal with it before todays
storm starting making a ruckus. The problem I was having is that one
of our rain water tanks has filled to capacity. I didn't want to miss
any rain since we have a nearby backup tank so I used a pair of 5
gallon buckets and manually transferred the water. I probably moved
about 100 gallons in ten minutes which is better than the pump was
doing.