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Of the countless frolicking children competing for my attention, these two are just those whom you could not refuse. They may have little in life but are rich in energy and hope. Pure in spirit and boundless with charm, they appreciate their beach like no other.
the children of Ramena Beach, the Emerald Sea, Antsiranana (Diego Suarez), NE Madagascar
blogged in 48 Hours in Diego Suarez at colloidfarl.blogspot.com/ , and
on being featured in The Glimpse ( part 1 and 2), a 5-man photo exhibit (blogged in colloidfarl.blogspot.com/ )
Like countless others I made the journey out to the WNY&P Railroad to see the big Alcos/MLWs operate in what is likely their final summer on this railroad. A trio of the big M636s have 22 loads of stone northbound along Sinnemahoning Creek at North Driftwood. Shots like this one and many others would not have been possible without huge amounts of help from others. I can't thank them enough for all of the insight into this operation as well as photo locations and who knows what else. Our trip was a great success because of them.
Hongqiao Railway Station, Shanghai
The modern Chinese term "Chunyun" refers to the spectacle of countless Chinese people travelling within the country during the Chinese New Year (also known as “Chunjie”, the Spring Festival), which has been described as the largest human migration. During this period, train tickets are hard to come by, motorways are clogged up and, especially in the event of bad weather, there would be huge disasters.
The root cause of this strange phenomenon is the "hukou" system that has been in place in China since the CCP came to power, a system similar to South Africa's former apartheid system that classified people into categories according to whether they were from urban or rural areas, and if they were from urban area, in which province. People in different hukou categories are treated differently. Initially, this system was designed to limit rural-urban migration, which would ensure the number of state serfs and thus the privilege of the cities to exploit the rural areas, and was aimed at Communist-led industrialisation. The initial classification of the hukou is hereditary, meaning that the children and grandchildren of a person classified as a peasant usually remain peasants unless the State orders a change in classification.
With the failure of Maoist modernisation and industrialisation (1949-1978), the peasants of the Deng era were allowed to work in the cities, but at the same time they were not allowed to obtain an urban hukou easily, and to this day they do not have all the rights to live in the cities - for example, they are not allowed to bring their parents to live in the city where they work, their children are not allowed to attend school in the city where they work, they do not have health insurance in the city where they work, and when they get old and cannot work anymore, they have to go back to their hometown. They are called "peasant workers", and their status may not be as good as that of third world immigrants who make a living in developed countries. In addition, while one with an urban hukou from other provinces can certainly go to Beijing or Shanghai to work, it may be more difficult for them to obtain a hukou of Beijing or Shanghai than it is for them to obtain the status of an immigrant in the U.S. Thus, they are in a similar position to "peasant workers", who are not allowed to have a real home with their family in the city where they work.
Chinese New Year is the longest and most important legal holiday of the year for most Chinese, and due to cultural traditions, the right to rest on this holiday is not arbitrarily taken away by employers like other legal paid holidays. So most people migrating for work have basically no other choice but to go home to their families during Chinese New Year. Combined with tourists who have no other time of the year to travel other than this time of year, the annual Chinese New Year creates the largest human migration.
A giant slogan across the hall reads:
Firm in faith, striving to ascend, share the same destiny, and head for the common future.
It's a huge irony for all the people who are born with different destinies under the slogan banner. The good news is that hardly anyone will give it a second glance.
However, there is one thing that is common to all people's treatment: to travel by train, one must endure the various formalities imposed by China's railway passenger transport.
China's railway stations, unlike most of the world's railway stations, have waiting areas that are segregated from the platforms, just like in airports. Train station staff only open the appropriate gate 15-20 minutes before a train departs to let passengers for that train onto the platform - naturally, passengers who are not for that train are still not allowed to go there. This in itself is already a hassle. In recent years, in order to strengthen social control, China's railway passenger transport has again implemented the real-name system, whereby everyone who wants to take a train must go through two ID verification gates, the first one when entering a station and before the security check, and the second one when entering a platform. It is therefore impossible to travel on China's trains without an ID, a smartphone tied to an ID or a passport (for foreigners).
Countless others have taken this shot, so what the H....here is my version.
slid via Nik Analog Efex and Oil effect applied via PS5. HSS
Explored 2-28 #147
Germany, Mainau, an island in Lake Constance on the shore of the Constance Lake near the city of Konstanz opposite to the shore of the City of Überlingen. It is maintained as a garden island & a model of excellent environmental practices. The island can be reached via a bridge & has a jetty for ferries.
Dahlia, there are over 40 species of dahlia, with hybrids commonly grown as garden plants. The majority types do not produce fragrant flowers, like most plants that do not attract pollinating insects through scent, they are brightly coloured, displaying most hues, with the exception of blue.
Spaniards reported finding the plants growing in Mexico in 1525, in 1787 the French botanist Nicolas-Joseph Thiéry de Menonville, sent to Mexico to steal the cochineal insect valued for its scarlet dye.
In 1963 the dahlia was declared the national flower of Mexico. The tubers were grown as a food crop by the Aztecs, attempts to introduce the tubers as a food crop in Europe were unsuccessful.
Due to the for Germany unusual advantageous climate on the island at the lake the island is called the "Flowering Island". Famous for its parks & gardens with even full-grown palm trees, cypresses & countless other Mediterranean plants, partly even tropical vegetation can grow on the drop-shaped island.
The Plants & flower-beds with are constantly renewed by the gardeners, not only the over approximately 20,000 dahlia bushes Rhododendrons of 180 different species, Azaleas or the Italian rose garden, strictly geometric, consisting of pergolas, sculptures fountains, over 1200 kinds of roses can be found on the island.
A million daffodils, hyacinth, tulips, 500-year-old wild roses & more than 30,000 other rose bushes, also palm trees & citrus fruits grow here, the palms go into the greenhouse over the winter, with a changing climate soon maybe it will not be necessary anymore.
But that has nothing to do with the island's sometimes claimed tropical climate; the lake does level out temperatures & acts a little as central heating in winter because it has stored summer heat.
But above all, the art of the skilled gardeners & their work on the Mainau making this island so unique.
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Macro Mondays: "Reflections"
HMM everone! :)
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Countless piano models in a wide variety of shapes and sizes have already been built with LEGO bricks. Anyway, I expand this huge range with my execution.
What kind of music would suit this instrument better than a classic ragtime? So she plays the title Original Rags by Scott Joplin and gives the goldfish good vibrations! ;-)
China, Beijing, Chaoyang District. X-Mas Décor at the
"Solana Shopping Mall Plaza".
❄ ❆ ❅🌛 ★ 🌠 🎄 🌲 🔔 🌠 🌲 🎁 🎅 🎁 🌲 🔔 🌲 🎄 🌠 ★ 💤 🌝❅❆❄
🎅 Despite all the complications & inconveniences in 2020,
I wish all of you an exciting, cheerful fairy-tale like festive season.
🌠 Trotz aller Komplikationen & Unannehmlichkeiten im Jahr 2020,
ich wünsche euch allen eine märchenhafte Weihnachtszeit.
🌲 A pesar de todas las complicaciones & inconvenientes en 2020,
yo desearles a todos ustedes un emocionante & encantada temporada festiva,
🎁 Malgré toutes les complications & inconvénients de 2020,
je souhaite à toute une joyeuse & magique saison festive
🔔 Nonostante tutte le complicazioni & gli inconvenienti del 2020,
augurare a tutti voi una emozionante & eccitante stagione di festa.
🎄 Apesar de todas as complicações & inconveniências em 2020,
desejo a todos um conto de fadas do tempo do Natal.
❄ ☃ ❄ ☃ ❄ ☃ ❄ ☃ ❄ ☃ ❄ ☃ ❄ ☃ 🎅 ❄ ☃ ❄ ☃ ❄ ☃ ❄ ☃ ❄ ☃ ❄ ☃ ❄
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Icelandic folklore is riddled with countless tales of fantastic spirits that reflect the unique landscapes in which they reside, as well as people’s fear and admiration of nature.
This subglacial mound in southern Iceland is called Lómagnúpur and stories about it have been around for a long time. One of the oldest is the 13th century Njáls saga. Flosi is one of the main characters of the story that lived at a farm near the Svínafell glacier and he came up with the idea to burn Njál’s farm. In one of his dreams, he saw a giant coming out of the mountain and announcing the death of his people. The giant named 25 men that ended up putting Njal's farm to flames before walking back into the mountain.
Geologically, most of Lómagnúpur is made of palagonite, but there are also layers of pillow lava, lava columns and sediments. The lowest layers are 2.5 million years old and the highest 1.5 million. The foremost, nearly vertical cliffs (671m) shown in this picture are the highest in Iceland. Lómagnúpur is also prone to unexpected landslides; their scars are visible and detectable on the mountain and its root today. Possibly people felt dwarfed in the presence of the impressively steep and high cliffs and gave it a supernatural force; after all, this unstable creature is the home of large giants.
For those interested in technical details, this is a panorama of 3 horizontals captured with Nikon D750 and Nikon 24-70mm f/2.8. Handheld shots due to strong winds, framed at 24mm, 1/80s, f/9 and ISO 100.
I've walked past this natural landmark countless times and I see and feel something different here every time.
I walked in the early days of the first lockdown and paused here to call my late mum to talk her through taking her medications. She was recently widowed at the time and was in the early stages of Alzheimer's and dementia, so she was having to learn again to be independent, with support.
Her late husband had done everything for her (out of love)
At this stage in the walk I will have done the uphill slog up through East Farndon village, and then the walk evens out across vast open fields following the Jurassic Way long distance footpath on my way to Sibbertoft.
This walk has become a kind of pilgrimage that I've walked sometimes with loved ones, but often alone.
It gave me head space throughout those difficult days of Covid and brings me pleasure now, especially as it's a walk that I can do from my own doorstep.
day 55 of 365 days project.
everything happens for a reason, we've all been told this countless times in our life and have hopefully spread this important message onward. this school year alone has taught me so much about fate. the development of events outside a person's control is what makes the best and worst part of our lives--but we learn from it. we learn from every aspect of it, but not always all at the same time. when you wake up out of your innocent sleep and start your day only to have life turn off that light at the end of the tunnel and leave you in what seems like the darkest state of confusion--that's when you really need something to take you, guide you, and carry you in the wind's new direction of that time.
what if fate could be captured in a photograph? what would fate look like? is fate the person you fall in love with? maybe it's the city you moved to, acting as a base for how the rest of this chapter ends. regardless, it's out of your control--just like the moment you let go of that paper airplane and realize "this could either carry itself perfectly or just immediately crash." this photo shows these planes staying in flight, constantly cycling, lingering, and letting the wind take them exactly where it needs to go. oh, how life would be so pretty if this were to happen!
thank you to everyone that helped me make, stick, and hang these airplanes everywhere! and you thought these were photoshopped...hehe
when the road ahead is the road you’ve looked down countless times past. when you’ve never looked back before today, but today you pause. the first time on this path that you pause and start to turn your head, but the instant the light starts seeping into the corners of your heart from behind, you close your eyes and the tear that trickles down is full to bursting with whys. when you wake and the world ahead is blurred and foggy, but the eerie voice that thrives in the mist whispers and whispers and whispers the promises you know couldn’t be kept disembodied. the ones you want kept and broken all in one painful mixture of joy and trepidation. the ecstasy of st. theresa deprived the deus ex machina. instead, just the stark frigid grip in your chest that wrests cries from your throat unheard of by man or god in this destitute history of earth. when cries of grief and perdition, suffering and sublimation, diversion, fuse into that irredeemable, catatonic, coagulate mixture. when you press your palm to your face so hard the nails dig in because you know that lingering scent, and if only you could remember its origin, which aches with the power and sickening beauty of the unanswered. when today was the day you almost looked back for the first time. but you didn’t. what do you do.
This one's especially for my friend Sue. :))
In case anyone doesn't have a clue what the title's about, follow the link below. There are so many versions of this, and it's included in countless compilations, but it's been viewed by millions and millions of people over the last few years. I'm sparing you the longer version! This is a short clip with my favourite ending. :)))
Germany, Wedel, the River Elbe near Hamburg,
one of the remaining last few fish trawlers on the Elbe.
Fishing on the Lower & Outer Elbe is of considerable importance for the region & with its environmentally friendly technology, is exemplary within the European Union.
The preservation of fisheries also serves environmental protection, because it ensures a lasting interest in sufficient water quality, biodiversity & efficiency of the aquatic habitats, it can thus contribute to an improvement in water ecology.
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hannover central station, a nexus where countless stories intersect. through a kaleidoscope of reflections, life unfolds in layers. a moment, fleeting yet full, as strangers share a platform, each absorbed in their own world. the cold bite of the morning air contrasts with the warmth that lingers behind the glass. colors blur, a vivid streak across the canvas of daily commute. here, a figure stands out, cloaked in contemplation, their gaze fixed on a destination unseen. another, a silhouette against the morning rush, finds solace in the sanctuary of her thoughts. this image, a snapshot of transient solitude amidst the communal rhythm of travel, captures the quiet intimacy of public spaces, where every passerby is a story, every reflection a window into another life.
Netherlands, Ruigenhoek, … an overwhelming ocean of countless tulips between Lisse/Keukenhof & the village of Ruigenhoek.
a close-up of a fraction of a tulip field with millions of tulips in one colour next to a number of other fields with differently coloured tulips, hyacinths & daffodils between the road to the village of Ruigenhoek & the Keukenhof Park.
The Keukenhof is one of the world's largest flower gardens, therefor as known as the Garden of Europe, situated near Lisse.
The park is open annually only from mid-March to mid-May when the tulips are flowering. The best time to view the tulips in the Netherlands is around mid-April.
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Throughout the countless travels to the Netherlands, Jack the Flipper used different cameras and lenses with professional equipment, to rise the level of our landscape/seascape photographies.
In Jack the Flipper's Galleries you can recognize the evolution of our works. From the past years in the beginning to the the next level of shooting and developing images.
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One of countless pretty little glacial streams and mini waterfalls along the Ring Road between Vik and Jökulsárlón. There was MUCH fog and rain that morning.
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There are countless lava tubes in Iceland. Many of them become visible and known when part of the tunnel roof collapses. In addition to the larger tunnels, which can only be entered with a guide, there are also smaller tunnels that can be explored independently and free of charge. For example, Leiđarendi, which is only 30 minutes (by car) from Reykiavik.
Strictly follow the safety instructions posted at the tunnel entrance! (Never go alone, bring extra lights, hiking boots etc.)
We, and countless thousands of Calgarians, headed to the mountains for the first day of our long weekend, our Victoria Day Weekend. The parking areas at trailheads were overrun, and so many just parked on the roadside. There were more people on our route than usual, but it was challenging enough that it didn't attract throngs. We thought there would be snow about, and luckily the snow at the top was strong and stable.
This is one of countless beautiful roads that crisscross New Zealand. I'm afraid I've forgotten exactly where I was when I took this photo! I know that is very lame, but I bet people around here can help me pinpoint the area.
As far as the camera settings, this is the kind of shot you can get with something called "compression," a method where you use a zoom lens and zoom in quite far. It takes images in the distance and makes them larger than life.
- Trey Ratcliff
Read more here at the Stuck in Customs blog.
For countless thousands of years, you’ve roamed this vast continent, moving with the rains and the rising and evaporating waters. You carry the passed down knowledge of the land, its creatures, and its ways. Your numbers are shrinking and you know that soon you will be gone.
None of the elephants in this image have tusks. A curious effect of the immoral ivory trade is that more tuskless elephants are living and breeding and passing on genes that don’t result in tusks.
PREFACE
"SHADHINOTA is My Cause for the 40th Celebration of BANGLADESH Independence. The land, the mighty rivers and the natural beauty makes Bangladesh a land of unparalleled splendor and magnificence. Bangladesh was liberated after a prolonged war of Independence the declaration of which was given on 26th MARCH 1971. One of the worst genocides Genocide in history took place at the behest of an autocratic regime in the name of Political stability spearheaded by the then Pakistan President Yah ya Khan. After 9 months of Liberation water and the sacrifice of 3 million lives Victory came. In addition to the loss of lives countless others were rendered homeless, the infrastructure including roads and bridges and factories lay in ruins. The people of Bangladesh have shown time and again how resilient they are. After each and every disaster, natural or man-made the people have again stood up and started all over again from scratch.
My Effort here is to pay tribute to the valiant sons of the soil and the ‘die hard’ attitude of a people who can still smile in the face of adversity however great it may be. I plan to make a collage of images that represent the lives of the people of Bangladesh. I encourage you to upload a photo each day till I have a total of 40 images for the Cause SHADHINOTA in the group Frame BANGLADESH"
To be Continued till 26th March 2011
Italy, Venice, … even so the gondolier sings loudly & full-breasted~ "♪ ’O Sole Mio ♫"~, an Italian classic written in 1898,
…but the sun ignores him this morning at the Ponte Rialto…
Modern gondolas are up to 11 mtr long, 1.6 mtr wide & a weight of about 350 kg, made of 280 hand-made pieces using eight types of wood. It takes about 200 hours to manufacture a gondola; at a cost of roughly 30,000 €.
The oar-paddle, which is several meters long, lies in a fork, forcola, which is inserted into a rectangular opening in the hull on the starboard side. To compensate for unilateral propulsion, the gondola body is built asymmetrically along the central axis; the left side is curved more than the right starboard side, so that its contour on the starboard side is about 0.25 m shorter than on the port side.
The oar-paddle is held in an o complicated shaped fork, known as a Fórcola, allowing several positions of the oar for slow forward rowing, powerful forward rowing, turning, slowing down, rowing backwards stopping, shaped individually for each gondoliers style. The ornament iron, called the "fero da prorà" or "dolfin", on the front of the boat is made from brass, stainless steel, or aluminium. It serves as decoration; every detail of the gondola has its own symbolism & needed to balance the weight of the gondolier at the stern, has an "S" shape symbolic of the twists in the Canal Grande. Under the main blade, there is a kind of comb with six teeth or prongs pointing forward standing for the six districts of Venice. A kind of tooth juts out backwards toward the centre of the gondola symbolises the island of Giudecca, the curved top signifies the Doge's cap.
Originally, the designs were not uniform & changed over the centuries. Originally, there were gondolas in all possible colours. The Venetian noble & patrician houses at the time tried to outdo each other in the magnificent equipment of the boats.
In order to put an end to this unbridled pomposity, the Senate of Venice in 1562 passed the expense law. Supported by the church, this law prescribed uniform black equipment for all gondolas; there were exceptions for foreign envoys & for festivals.
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After countless visits to this location over the years, I finally capture the perfect winter light on Great Mis Tor. Thanks for looking - Mk
1 Gao'an Rd., Shanghai
Three days later, with the arrival of the full indefinite lockdown, countless shops like this one would be closed and would never be able to reopen.
To understand the fiasco of China's epidemic prevention, please read these reports:
www.thelancet.com/action/showPdf?pii=S0140-6736%2822%2900...; cn.nytimes.com/business/20220525/china-covid-zero/dual/
To know what has happened in Shangai since March, 2022, watch these videos: youtu.be/DGL29gU_I8o , youtu.be/HQxJBhR5ZzU, and read these stories: www.nytimes.com/2022/05/06/business/shanghai-xinjiang-chi..., www.nytimes.com/2022/05/13/business/china-zero-covid-xi.html and www.voanews.com/a/foreign-businesses-consider-leaving-chi...
This is my first Milky Way shooting test using my new full frame camera. Not much effort was put in the composition. I just happened to be near a place with low light pollution during a window of opportunity before the moonrise. I grabbed it! Must say I am pretty happy with the results. There is definitely a significant improvement over my previous crop frame camera. I am looking forward to my next attempts!
On the technical side, this image is a panorama of 4 portrait shots stitched together and edited in Lightroom.
What can you do better with foggy weather than going into a creepy moor. Countless pictures went through my head, especially the thought to be pulled down after the next careless step and to be found in a few thousand years by an excited hobby archaeologist.
My second thought was a quote from Game of Thrones. "You know nothing Jon Snow". I can not really photograph such busy landscapes. Too messy for me, so I humbly ascertained that I still have to learn a lot in photography.
My third thought was the swampland in the Lord of the Rings. The whole site was quite littered with (animal?) bones and every step made this squishing, soaking noise.
This led me to my last thought:
Gollum: "I found it. I did. The way through the marshes. Orcs don't use it. Orcs don't know it. They go round for miles and miles. Come quickly. Soft and quick as shadows we must be."
We, and countless thousands of Calgarians, headed to the mountains for the first day of our long weekend, our Victoria Day Weekend. The parking areas at trailheads were overrun, and so many just parked on the roadside. There were more people on our route than usual, but it was challenging enough that it didn't attract throngs. We thought there would be snow about, and luckily the snow at the top was strong and stable.
Countless beauties in the mountain range of Pindos, from north to south ... with many small or large picturesque villages along its entire length, in each prefecture and with people who have to tell you and share with you many, stories and unique delicacies!
I left there once again, full of positivity and happy memories !!!
A few years later, I look forward to reliving, getting to know even more and of course sharing all this, with my wife and son, as I then shared with smiling friends!
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countless buds have been beheaded and gifted to me by my love. this one was for her.
She held it up for it's closeup and then stuck it behind her stuffed pug's ear in the basket of her scooter and on we rode.
With countless Barn Swallows almost ceaselessly darting frantically around the fields of Fort Morgan from daylight to dark to catch airborne insects, it was only natural to find one here and there taking a brief rest before continuing with their amazing aerobatics...and a chance for me to enjoy their beautiful colors...
"Muckross Abbey - Tree of Life"
As a professional photographer, I spend countless hours researching future destinations. Locations, cultures, topography, temperature, tide schedules, sun - moon - twilight times, google maps/earth, and much more. Occasionally (and hopefully) you stumble upon unforeseen gems. I had read good things about the Muckross area of Wicklow, Ireland. Walking through the brilliant masonry of the Abbey I could see the majestic tree like a light at the end of a dark tunnel. Breathtakingly perfect and enormous, to the point where I wondered if it was real? The base has a twisted bark pattern that rises 10 meters to an amazing canopy, filling the entire ceiling of the courtyard. The sun positioned to create a nice sunstar between the intersections of the tree and the masonry. One of my favorite photos of the trip.
Tech specs for the photo geeks ;)
Sony A7RIII, ( #Laowa 15mm Love this Lens!), f/8, ISO 100, total of 9 shots HDR-Stitch blend ( 3 shot horizontal stitch-stack to get the entire scene at -3, 0, +3 exposures )
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You must have seen this location in countless old western movies. No not Feroz Khan movies! Think John Wayne and Gregory Peck; not Feroz Khan! One of the most iconic locations in South-West states of Arizona and Utah, Monument Valley is a destination worth all the Gold that McKenna stashed here! Go dig it!
P.S.: We used to have an evening newspaper called "Pratap" in those days. It had one whole page for ads for movies running in the various theatres in the city. They would translate the English movie's names to Gujarati & I vividly recall Mckenna's Gold was translated to "Makwana Nu Sonu!"
I photograph trains here a lot and if you follow me you've undoubtedly seen this angle countless times, but this was my first time catching two crews working side by side here.
The unit loaded ethanol train I'd followed down from Worcester has paused in the Providence and Worcester Railroad's small Valley Falls Yard to swap power with local PR-3. The extra crew that brought the train south has cut away their lead three units B39-8Es 3909, 3910, and 3904 leaving only original red and brown painted 3903 on the train. The regular local crew based here is adding their two GP38-2s on top of that lone GE for the trip down to Cranston Yard and then up the Harbor Junction Industrial to deliver this to the Shell Tank Farm. This made for a quite a treat down thru the city with three matching 'properly painted' locomotives in charge.
GP38-2s 2007 and 2006 are original to the road having been built new for the then only 7 year independent company by EMD in Nov. and Dec. 1980 respectively), and have spent their entire careers working these rails.
Through the heat shimmers of 2006's exhaust can be seen the spire of the circa 1861 Saint Patrick Church. Closed in 2017 by the Roman Catholic Diocese of Providence due to the shrinking number of parishioners (it lost 50% of its families in only a decade) its future is uncertain.
This view looks north from the High Street crossing at MP 6 along the historic original mainline into the compact 7 track wide yard (plus the main) that is the road's primary facility in the Ocean State. Poking above 3909 can be seen the spire of the circa 1861 Saint Patrick Church. Closed in 2017 by the Roman Catholic Diocese of Providence due to the shrinking number of parishioners (it lost 50% of its families in only a decade) its future is uncertain.
Cumberland, Rhode Island
Monday February 5, 2024
"After years of dedicated effort and countless hours in the warmth of the bread oven, the "bakers guild" is now basking in a golden age. Their culinary creations have become renowned across the region for their exquisite flavors, embodying the deep-seated love for baking that defines each baker's essence.
Every sunrise marks the beginning of the bakers' daily rituals, as they skillfully knead the dough and meticulously craft each baked delicacy to perfection. Currently, the guild stands as the most esteemed bakery in the area, with their offerings deemed essential at every town event.
This is part 3 of our @summerjoust collab
Part 1: @lego.pepijn
Part 2: @cloudythelegofan
Part 3: Me
Part 4: @bryckland
Big thanks for all of you which helped me while building, especialy @satnis_ .
Glory for Jesus Christ!