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Countless winters, rains & sunburns has it seen,
The home where my childhood had its future foreseen,
Blessings of elders & their love have been it's king & queen,
Just mud walls & mud roofs have fabricated my life, transforming the realism to a wonderful dream...
countless paths for Peds and a car
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I have taken countless shots of these two, and never seem to get the expressions, lines, and colors I want. Finally, it happened, a few weeks before we left the farm. Does that mean my hard work paid off, or was I lucky? I'm not sure, but thankful either way :)
Oh, and what I was going for: lines that led your eye to the interaction, soft, warm colors, and a curious expression that conveyed "friendship." So many times, Uno's prey drive kicks in around livestock (is a mini donkey livestock?), but that never happened with this cutie, only gentle, inquisitive sniffs.
The classic European dragon dates back countless centuries, possibly arising from Germanic origins. In its earliest renditions, it is depicted as having four great legs and wings at shoulder position. Traditionally, the European dragon has a strong penchant for golden treasure, the more the better, and is often seen slumbering atop a massive hoard, gathered in the depths of a stronghold.Many a brave knight has lost their life trying to vanquish such a beast. How then, will our hero survive?
This model is comprised of 7,416 individual LEGO® elements and took three weeks to design and create.
The Dragon's Hoard ©Jessica Farrell, October 2019
After countless attempts to capture great Blue Herons I rented a Nikon 800mm F5.6 with the 1.25 teleconverter The light wasnt the best being back lit windy and rainy needless to say was happy with the results
After countless cold winters, she returns to the place she once called home...
This is my entry to the Summer Joust's Gradients category.
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Week 9 theme: Music. My dad got this Mic stand off his uncle Aurele in the 1950's and the Electro Voice Model 641 Microphone in the early 1960's. I grew up listening to him sing into this microphone countless times. When the Music theme came up I wasn't sure what to shoot since we have so much music in our family. Then I remembered this old microphone that stil works and I knew I had to shoot it. I'm in the background playing my wife's guitar that she got from her dad when he passed away.
here is a link to a pdf manual I found online
music.manualsonline.com/manuals/mfg/electrovoice/641.html
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Flowers and colours
A riot of colours, countless baskets of flowers, haggling customers, and a chaotic madness which is surprisingly enjoyable, is what you will find at Bangalore’s KR Flower Market. It is believed to be Asia’s biggest flower market. When you reach here, while you will be transfixed by numerous vendors lined up for business right next to the flyover and Dargah.
one can find everything here: from Roses, Marigolds, Jasmines to Lilies, Orchids and Carnations. The different hues of pinks and reds, the occasional yellows and whites balancing out the brighter colours is completely an encounter you have to experience.
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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.
While countless fans flock to CN's former Missabe Road mainline to chase the ore trains behind their vintage power, their nextdoor neighbor is largely eschewed. But BNSF continues to be a major player in the ion ore business with exclusive access to two of the six currently producing taconite pellet plants in the Iron Range region. Serving the Keetac and Hibtacc plants of US Steel and Cleveland Cliffs in Keewatin and Hibbing respectively these facilities are west of the DMIR along legacy Great Northern Railway routes. While some ore moves via long all 'all rail' routings much of it flows to Superior and the massive ex GB Allouez ore yard and docks. The primary route for these trains among the heaviest in North America is via BNSF's Allouez, Lakes, and Casco Subdivisions. The latter basically parallels the former DMIR northward some places literally in sight of their competitor.
Despite this proximity you see comparatively very few photos of BNSF operations along the Casco. I suppose this makes sense given that trains are much less frequent and they run with mundane modern wide cabs and similarly modern ore hoppers. However there is an exception to that rule and we got intel that on this day the biweekly (I think) road local was to be heading south from Kelly Lake Yard with a lead unit still in Burlington Northern green.
After confirming with a friend at BNSF that a crew was indeed ordered and we took the leap of faith and drove 90 minutes north. Upon arrival we sure enough found the train built in the yard with three units and the advertised BN leader but all shut down and narry a soul around. But we gave it a bit and soon enough a taxi arrived, the units were fired up and the crew called for permission out of the yard. This is all welded rail, CTC, and 50 mph territory and with no opposition they got lights the length of the line 49 miles south to Brookston. After getting one shot of them pulling we drove 40 miles south (50 by car) for our second shot and made it with only minutes to spare.
BNSF's MKLLSUP (manifest Kelly Lake to Superior) is hammering at track speed southbound approaching the Hwy 8 at MP 63.2 on the Casco Sub. This trackage dates from 1901 when James J. Hill's Eastern Railway of Minnesota built north in pursuit of iron. In 1905 the railroad was leased to the Great Northern and two years later was outright purchased and has remained in the family ever since. Cascade Green SD40-2 BNSF 1943 (blt. Feb. 1979 as BN 7145) is trailed by rebuilt GP38-2 2240 (orginally blt. Sep. 1970 as straight GP38 ATSF 3551) and sibling SD40-2 1663 (blt. Mar. 1978 as BN 8012) with a long train of ore cars and general freight. This spot is almost exactly 2 1/2 miles due west of the famous Culver Curve on the Missabe that has probably been photographed more in day than this spot has been in a year!
The one thing I remember about this is how thrilled the crew seemed. Over on the CN it was mostly scowls and half hearted disdainfully flaccid waves but this guy had a giant smile and a huge enthusiastic wave the three times he saw us. Maybe BN guys are happier or maybe he just never sees railfans and was glad to finally get some love and recognition, but whatever the reason it sure was memorable and joyful!
Culver Township
St. Louis County, Minnesota
Thursday May 11, 2023
Countless eons of stone and starlight, yet with daylight approaching, so little time left to capture the shot.
Near Moab, Utah
And here is the view from outside the cavern seen in this post:
This spot was a definite highlight of yesterday's charter on the Middletown and Hummelstown. On the return trip from the Swatara Creek bridge we paused at a spot along the creek less than a mile or so back south here. This is an old limestone cave that according to legend was once used as a hide out by those stealing horses of the flesh and blood variety. I am not certain as to the veracity of that claim but that is the story that the railroad tells along the narrated tourist train journey. What is certain is that this surprisingly large cavern (the ceiling back behind me was at least 20 ft if not higher disappearing into the shadows) is still a draw for teenagers and hoodlums of the modern variety as attested to by the plethora of grafitti and detritus from countless alcohol fueled parties.
This scene was very grown up, but thanks to teamwork and the use of a railroad provided chain saw and a Sully provided hand saw we quickly opened it up to create this unique scene.
To learn more about the railroad and this spectacular day check out the caption with this image: flic.kr/p/2k6EsWu
Lower Swatara Township, Pennsylvania
Saturday November 14, 2020
There were countless reminders that it was Lunar New Year's time . Including a large number of tourists from mainland China. This dragon was in front of MBK Mall which is well known for knockoff merchandise.
As I've mentioned countless times my favorite side of the castle is the backside so I always try to spend a decent amount of time photographing it from different angles. I noticed this trip that with the opening of the Seven Dwarfs Mine Train the amount of time available to shoot behind the castle after closing has increased. The great thing is they won't kick everyone out until the rides are cleared and since the Mine Train seemingly takes a while to clear through the remaining guests in queue at close. That said once it's clear they are ready for you to move through the castle in a hurry. Trade offs I suppose.
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Finally arriving in Gothenburg around 2:00pm, our first stop was lunch and local swedish cultural restaurant : Kometen.
Kometen (The Comet) is a family run Swedish restaurant located at Vasagatan 58, 411 37 Göteborg, Sweden; it's a highly recommended stop.
The Comet has always been an entertaining place to visit. Countless are the writers, artists, musicians and artists who left their mark on the atmosphere.
The owners foster close relationships with regulars such as Peter Dahl, Bengt-Åke Bengtsson, Charlie Rivel, Viveca Lärn and others. This has, among other things, resulted in a fantastic place to eat - - and you might happen upon a celebrity while there!
We had swedish meatballs, desert, and this flavorful Swedish Beverage. I'll need to find some of this in NYC!
I spent a lot of time at Washington Grove over the years...countless hours spent by the tracks in all kinds of weather, and at all hours.
Some very fond memories of time spent with Papa, and friends, and others. And just like I always dreamed about as a kid, I also spent time here while in the right-hand seat of something.
Once, I stopped my Q415 here to pick up a care package from my grandparents. My conductor couldn't believe what was happening, but his tune quickly changed once we broke into the Tupperware filled with grandma's cookies.
About a dozen years ago, Papa was standing on this very platform, holding up a train-order hoop clipped with a change of clothes; mine were soaked from an early morning storm that got me doused while switching at Derwood.
When I was a kid, I waved to engineer CE Banks on Saturday mornings as he ran the D765 west. He was going slow enough he could yell a greeting out the window to us, always with a big wave and smile. Years later, I was his regular conductor on that very same job, enjoying the view from the cab of my old stomping grounds.
I once spotted a guy with his son watching us roll through one afternoon. After work, I drove to Washington Grove and gave them my timetable and all of my rulebooks. A decade later, I brought my future wife to this place to show her the "Grove". There was the same father and son from years prior who I had given the rulebooks to. They were spending a final parting afternoon at Washington Grove before the kid went off to college.
My parents came to watch me bring my first eastbound loaded coal train through as an engineer.
Papa would get a heads-up any time I was to come through during a reasonable hour, and while he could still drive, made it a point to come to the Grove and wave to us.
I spent some late nights here too, pondering life's meaning. And although I don't live around the corner anymore, my mind still lingers in this place.
My mind still longs for the way things used to be as I grieve through the loss of my grandfather, the man who gave me so many things. He is with me every time I visit.
Speaking of the way things used to be, this is train M407-08, but we all really know it's Q400 or Q416 depending on how you want to split hairs over the blocks.
It's still a beautiful place to be, no matter what the train symbol is.
A countless number of snow geese in North Dakota gather to rest during their migration flight to the north tundra feeding/breeding grounds.
One of the countless numbers of creek and stream crossings on an endless variety of bridges on the Foothills Trail. The trail crosses the Laurel Fork Creek and back numerous times in this section of the valley. As you can see by the size of the suspension bridge, Laurel Fork Creek has grown substantially from being a creek to being a river. There were several more crossings over bridges this size before reaching Laurel Fork Falls.
While Iceland has countless amazing waterfalls, a handful really touched me, including Kirkjufellsfoss, Godafoss, the Valley of the Tears, and the majestic Skogafoss. Located in the south of the island, between Vik and Reykjavik, Skogafoss is special in that you can walk right up to the base of a fall that drops over 60m, or climb the steps up to a viewing platform overlooking the waterfall. Behind the viewing platform is a pathway that is the start/end of a 25km hiking track, with numerous additional and unique waterfalls along the glacier-fed river that leads to Skogafoss. Skogafoss is busy, making it difficult to capture images like this one with few people. The trick is to get there early or late in the day. This image was captured in the morning before day-trippers from Reykjavik arrived. I setup and composed my image, then waited patiently for no-one to be in frame. I love this site, and look forward to revisiting in winter or spring when there is snow on the surrounding peaks.
Countless images have been from around this location over a number of years , the odd shaped structure in the background to the left is from the old Rotunda bar which has been present in many of those shots taken on West Stewart Street in Greenock. Not the best or most scenic backdrop but one that's been familiar to me for a good few decades . Short lived in the state as shown , it entered service on the 38s on the 7th July with silver painted wheels and fleet numbers attached.
Countless times I have passed this waterfall in Brevard,NC and wished to shoot it. Finally, in the company of two great flickr photographers, I_am_Durin and I_am_Durinetta, we together took advantage of an opportunity. Thanks Steve and Lara for a great visit!
Countless small post offices have been closed over the years, but some have managed to stay in business by converting their premises into shops and cafes. This old post office in the village of Hornby in North Lancashire has become a very successful tearoom, and at the same time has retained a small post office counter that opens for a few hours on two or three days a week. I have come across a number of other businesses elsewhere in the country that have done the same thing and managed to retain a post office for their community. Good luck to them.
Countless Aspen trees surrounding Bowness glow a vivid yellow as an empty grain train rolls towards a crew change in Calgary.
National Archaeological Museum of Athens, Greece, within the exhibition "Countless Aspects of Beauty" in Ancient Art. The exhibition presented a timeline of aesthetic trends, evolving from neolithic times to late antiquity.
This photo shows the marble statue of Aphrodite of the Syracuse type, 2nd c. AD. Also, another outstanding sculpture completes the scene: the sleeping little Eros, who is looking like he sleeps at the feet of the goddess. This Aphrodite statue which was discovered in southern Italy, at Baiae in the Bay of Naples (once a hedonistic seaside playground for ancient Rome’s rich and famous), probably adorned a luxurious bath or garden. It is made of Parian marble and has a height of 1.8 m. The statue was restored by the sculptor Antonio Canova, since it initially lacked head, neck and right arm. It is a Roman copy of a Greek original. With her left hand, the goddess holds her dress to prevent it from falling down, while with her right attempts to cover her left breast. Thus, the statue belongs to the Venus pudica type (suggesting an action to cover the breasts), which derives from a statue of the famous Athenian sculptor Praxiteles, the Aphrodite of Cnidus, which Pliny the Elder, the writer of encyclopedic Naturalis Historia (Natural History), described as “superior to all the statues … of any … artist that ever existed.” Praxiteles introduced an important legacy of artistic revolution, when around 350 BC pioneered a new perception of nudity in Greek art when he created the first beautifully unclad female figure, the Aphrodite of Knidos (Cnidus). The original Greek sculpture is no longer in existence; however, the successors, the Roman copies, like the one in the image, survive of this influential work of art.
Born from the foam of the sea, according to the Hesoid, was Aphrodite, daughter of Uranus (the Sky). Her companions were Eros and Himerus (desire). Having travelled as far as the shores of Cyprus, the goddess emerged from the sea waves. There, as mythological tradition has it, the Horai (seasons of the year) and the Graces, anointed her, dressed her in divine robes, adorned her with bright ornaments and led her to Olympus. Since then her allotted task was to offer erotic desire to gods and mortals. According to Homer, the bewitching goddess was the daughter of Zeus and Dione.
The unsurpassed beauty of Aphrodite transcends the ancient art that records in a vivid and glorious manner her sensual figure. Associated sometimes with legends narrating her adventures and at other times with her cult, the image of the goddess embodies the essence of female beauty and symbolizes the generative power of sexual union.
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Antiquities curated by Jiakometi
CLASSICS curated by Creamy Pet
I've passed this store countless times and I've always wanted to grab a photo of it. I love the mid-century aesthetic. I love that it still proudly maintains it's throw-back, "jewel of the neighborhood" pride (that neon sign is huge and wonderful!). The problem was that there was always some vehicle parked out in front that spoiled the scene, or the light was bad, or there were shows, or, or, or....
Today, however, everything came into alignment, and so I have a photo of the day.
{Marie Laveau}
There are countless stories about the power of Marie Laveau as a voodoo queen, sorceress, healer, and psychic, but none of these are documented historically. Voodoo, brought to New Orleans by African slaves and immigrants from Santo Domingo and Haiti, has been practiced since the 1700s. Even today some people have voodoo altars in their homes and participate in voodoo rituals.
In time the name of Marie Laveau became distorted. Mothers threatened their children that she would put a curse on those who didn't behave. She was thought of as an evil witch, capable of causing unimaginable trouble. But there are also reports of her as a nurse. Others mention that small children went to her home every Saturday morning for the brown sugar sticks she would hand out.
{Legba}
As "Master of Crossroads" Legba is the god of every parting of the way--a favorite haunt of evil spirits and propitious to magic devices; and it is at crossroads that he receives the homage of sorcerers and presides over their incantations and spells. Because of his politeness and caring nature he is greeted as Papa Legba. He is a much loved loa.
The interpreter to the gods can deliver the messages of the gods in human language and interpret their will. He is the god of destiny, honored first at every ceremony, receiving first offerings. He is represented by a wooden or iron phallus mounted in a little mound of earth in front of every house. Legba is also known to hold the "key of the spiritual world".
Photographer: Giselle Chauveau
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I will forever be humbled by the countless sea stacks that stand the test of time on the Pacific Coast. With a constant crashing, pounding, and the relentless ocean dynamic, they remain standing for centuries upon centuries. I visited these stacks two mornings in a row, and had the location to myself for both shoots. I don't get over to the coast that often, so it was a real treat to be able to spend a couple mornings with these two old friends, the sea stacks at Garrapata State Park.
For this photograph, I chose to shoot a single shot for the waves, rocks and sky, but also shot another image focused on the foreground rocks to get more definition. This is always tricky business, as it also slightly changes the focal length, but I felt that this shot would be a relatively easy blend and it would benefit from having sharper rocks in the foreground... as the take up a good 1/3 of the shot.
The glow from the rising sun was brilliant, and I was able to witness a couple of rainbows behind these rocks as well. The power of the surf at this beach demands respect.
Canon 5D Mark II
Canon 24-105L @73mm
0.3 second exposure @ F16
Lee ND soft grad .75 + .9 filters
ISO 160
+ one shot focused on foreground
the sunlight slips through the archway, casting a warm glow over the time-smoothed tiles of an old manor in the Mallorcan countryside. it's a quiet scene, where stillness hangs in the air, rich with the essence of elapsed eras. the sparse furnishings, each with their own legacy, stand as silent custodians of countless untold tales. a lone television, once a beacon of the outside world's whispers, now rests mute, observing the quietude that has settled over its domain. off-center, a painting clings to the wall, its crooked angle a testament to the invisible threads of history that weave through the space. this image is a soft-spoken invitation to wander through the memories that resonate within these walls, a visual ode to the serene splendor of the forgotten and the enduring whispers of the past.
Poem.
Sandy paths worn by countless feet
mark the course of visitors and Pilgrims
to this sanctuary church, at the summit of this Wealden hill.
Beach-like sand weaving through mixed forest
makes for a gentle, shaded climb to, perhaps,
the most heaven-ward church in Surrey, at 525 feet.
A spider’s web of paths traverse
this wooded landscape to the North Downs
and other Greensand hills like
Pitch, Holmbury, Hascombe and Leith Hills.
But the church, perched on a hill,
has special views, very special.
Germany, Hamburg, “Speicherstadt” the historic Warehouses City harbour area built in 1883 at Hamburg’s over 825 Years old Harbour, Europe’s 3rd larges & the world’s 8th largest port. The major part lays under protection of historic buildings & monuments.
The “Kehrwiederfleet“, one of the waterways in the warehouse complex, is faced by modern offices & traders brick buildings, motor longboats are cruising the “Fleets” with tourist.
Most of this historic area host today offices, museums & tourist attractions, such as the “Hamburg Dungeon” next to the “Miniature Wonderland„ which is the largest model railway in the world & the most popular permanent exhibitions Germany. Connected to the “Speicherstadt” the new “Harbour City” with the impressive 136 mtr high Elb-Philharmonic, luxury apartments, bistros, cafés, restaurants, shops etc.
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Countless Alco switchers were rebuilt with Caterpillar or Cummins engines, and sold to small mine operations throughout Appalachia. Most had their cabs removed or sealed shut, and operated by remote control, or from a utilitarian control stand. They were known generically as “bug slugs”, in deference to having a Caterpillar engine.
From what I have been able to piece together, at least two were built for the Kentucky-Ohio Transportation Company of South Shore, Kentucky. They were built by Johnson Railway Services of Taylorsville, North Carolina in 1980. The rebuilt units had a control stand on the steps, as is evidenced by the “phone booth on the former cab end steps. Somehow, this unit ended up in Baltimore, Maryland, by 1985.
Countless photographs have been taken of this site, but I can't help but share this beautifuly intriguing spot. - Mexico.
Maretsch Castle is only one of the countless castles one can find all over South Tyrol. This one is located not too far from the historic centre of Bozen/Bolzano, surrounded by plenty of vineyards.
The "Jardin des Yak’s" is a private garden (22 ares), furnished with countless varieties of flowers and shrubs, small ponds and fountains, and a varied and original decoration.
The name "Jardin des Yak’s" (Yak's Garden) was given because of a very important collection of Yakushimanum Rhododendrons.
Normally closed to the public, once a year the owner organizes a open day, for interested amateurs.
Countless stone fences crisscross Inisheer in the Aran Islands of Ireland. Many of the fields have no visible gate but there will be a place where the farmer can take down a segment of stones, put a cow in to graze, and put the stones back up. Very efficient and actually quite fast, too. The Aran Islands have thousands of miles of fences like these, and are famous for the soil in their fields, largely manmade by hauling seaweed up from the shores.
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After countless hours manually opening and closing the Pop-Up Book to show people how it works, I finally designed a motorized stand to automatically do it for me.
Video: youtu.be/okYCgNjWW4o