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Looking east down the mid 13c south aisle to the lady chapel altar once the site of an important shrine which was enclosed by a parclose screen and upon the plaster walls here are the remains of medieval paintings of the nativity of Christ, gathering of the apostles at the death of the Virgin, Funeral of the Virgin, St Catherine, St Margaret and St John the Baptist.
By c1690 the chapel had become the burial place for the St Johns who built the present hall.
. - Church of St.John the Baptist, Cold Overton Leicestershire
Cadets at the United States Military Academy (USMA) at West Point, NY conduct cold load training and maneuvers with aviators from the 10th Mountain Division, July 17, 2014. USMA cadets participate in various field exercises as part of their summer training program. (U.S. Army photo by Sgt. Jeremy Bratt, 138th PAD)
Yellowknife airport covers itself in ice fog on a chilly day. Alongside the five 737-200s, you can see a CRJ, which couldn't fly because they're limited to -40 degrees!
A cold misty winter’s morning on the James River in the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia…I used my Sap on Pine texture on this image...Best viewed large.
The sleet had started by the time Indian Mirage 2000 KF118 taxied back to base at RAF Waddington following a morning sortie during the March 2023 Cobra Warrior exercise.
Aircraft: Indian Air Force Dassault Mirage 2000I KT118.
Location: RAF Waddington (WTN/EGXW), Lincolnshire.
It's easy., at this remove from eighty years later, to believe that the end of the second world war meant that the world enjoyed immediate and stable peace.
Nothing could be further from the truth: there were fears of the war continuing as a struggle between the democracies of the West and the Communist bloc, with nuclear weapons able to annihilate entire cities. Britain prepared by building its own nuclear deterrent, whilst to protect the civilian population it rebuilt the ARP function - now known as Civil Defence, or CD. It also needed people to join the Auxiliary Fire Service and as Police Specials - fully qualified, but on-call, firefighters and Police.
The Civil Defence Corps, the auxiliary Fire Service and the Police needed recruits - thousands of them. Local authorities up and down the country were responsible for full and part-time posts to observe incoming aircraft, or look after areas of each town to rescue survivors and help the Police keep order in a post-apocalypse Britain.
Bolton Corporation used a fairly imaginative way to raise awareness and gain recruits for its CD unit, Fire Service and Police. Withdrawn Leyland bus number 186 was taken into the paint shop where the Corporation Transport's craftsmen gave full head to their creative talents, with this amazing advertising livery. 186 was driven around Bolton to drum up recruits - we don't know how successful it was in Bolton, but we do know that it was always a struggle to get CD recruits as the pay was very low and as time went on, its relevance faded as the Cold War settled into a semi-stable, sullen sense of mutual destruction.
By then 186 had also lost its relevance - after a time promoting Civil Defence, 186 was sent to the scrapyard. You can still see preserved Bolton buses, not least number 77 of 1956 which is now in the Museum of Transport Greater Manchester.
If you'd like to know more about the Museum of Transport Greater Manchester and its collection of vintage buses, go to motgm.uk.
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These kids were so good to pose for me. They didn't mind at all. I told them they would be on flickr.
So winter is here in Texas. After a wonderful thanksgiving weekend in Ft Worth and Houston I am back here in Lubbock. I was quickly displayed with another strange piece of Southern decor.
Truck testicles.
Yes, these are little aluminum things that people hang from whatever vehicle they drive letting all know that this vehicle is their penis.
While heading home after a bit of time at the library i was lucky enough to have a red light to allow some time to snap a photo of these cold testicles.
They must be, why else would they have a warmer?
Oh yeah, if you want some, check out www.bumpernuts.com/
Macro Mondays, Contradiction - inspired by this quote from Shakespeare's "Romeo and Juliet", when Romeo says: "O heavy lightness! Serious vanity!
Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms!
Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health!" (I forget which scene this is from, but I think it's a great example of contradiction or oxymoron). HMM everyone!
A destroyed bank building on Failaka island. I did many versions of this HDR panorama and here, the panorama was stitched again using a Wide View perspective and also merging HDR slides using Tungsten WB instead of the original WB (Daylight). In HDR phase and before baking the panorama, adjustment layers were added to separate the cold and warm tones between the ceiling and the whole scene. Tone-mapping (baking) added a bit of dramatic light into the scene.
Hi All! I'm Using Cold Tone Preset From The Lightroom After HDR 3 Exposures.Shot Taken With Sigma 10-20mm,And EOS D60.
We managed to get up to The Lake District for a few days at Easter. We got away from work on Good Friday afternoon and spent three hours covering 110 miles, the M61 and M6 were very slow or stopped. As ever once there we soon left the hassle behind. We were using a B&B that we used very regularly for ten years until the owner passed away quite suddenly. Now under new ownership it has been totally gutted and refurbished, it’s very nice but twice as expensive.
We were out in good time on Saturday, it was dull and cool but very calm. I’d deliberated for ages as to where to walk, wanting to avoid the worst of the Easter crowds. It was the busiest I’d seen the Lakes for a long time amd the North Lakes in particular had stunning weather, the South Lakes had dense fog in places until the afternoon and was much cooler – but not cold. Parking in Patterdale we headed up Arnison Crag, on to Birks aiming for St Sunday Crag. This was where it started to go wrong. I got a sudden pain in my right ankle, near a previous serious ankle injury, it’s not unusual to get a bit of pain in this ankle but it got worse. My ankle felt like it was in a vice. On the plus side the cloud which was very low initially was clearing higher at the same speed that we were climbing. We scrambled over Cofa Pike through some snow on to Fairfield and for a change the summit was clear with glorious views. I had to undo my gaiter and slacken my boot, my ankle was swelling and bruising. I took paracetemol and carried on – I didn’t have much choice really. We walked to Hart Crag out to Dove Crag, back to Hart Crag as we wanted to head down over Hartsop above How. We stopped for a quick sandwich and pot of lemon tea before heading down the rocky path. By now I was suffering but still able to walk fairly fast. The yomp back along the road to Patterdale was tough. We covered 11.5 miles in around five hours, which was OK for a first walk in the mountains for a while. We drove to Keswick wanting to get to Brysons tearooms for cake and coffee. Keswick was packed and sunny and we had to walk in half a mile, that was painful, my ankle was agony until I got it loosened up. Toasted Plum Bread, apple pie and ice cream and coffee made up for the grief.
On Sunday I knew I couldn’t walk much. I was applying Ibuprofen Gel regularly but it was going to be a car and camera day. There was dense fog when we set off so I decided we needed to be somewhere attractive when it started to clear, I just didn’t know when that was going to be. We drove into Langdale and the fog broke to reveal Blue sky and the top of the Langdale Pikes, it was fantastic. I immediately thought of Blea Tarn and drove up the pass out of Langdale. I expected to find, as is usual, tripods in a row, with photographers clicking away. There wasn’t a soul, it was so calm and peaceful – and beautiful – I couldn’t believe my luck. I limped as fast as I could to the Tarn, unfortunately an overnight camper, who I chatted with about the beauty, reflections and the camera I was carrying, did her best to encourage her dog into the water and she got in to get washed. It was so calm that the ripples would cross the entire tarn and spoil the photos. I shot as quick as I could, moving away from her all the time. I think I had around 15 minutes at the most before a breeze – that I couldn’t feel – started to ripple the water. The reflections disappeared and it was over. Without the bad ankle I would have missed this tranquillity as we would have been toiling up out first climb of the day. The fog stayed put in the South Lakes but we headed north over Dunmail Raise to blue sky and 17 degrees.
On Monday after 36 hours of Ibuprofen I felt that my ankle would stand a six or seven miler – but where? We had very thick fog in Ambleside so again I drove over Dunmail Raise and again it was fantastic. I could see the chance of some good photos around Thirlmere but I had to get waterside at a point where the view wasn’t obstructed with saplings and bushes growing out of the water. This was easier said than done, it took three attempts to get a decent location. I had reflections, hanging mist, water and mountains – and wet feet again, fortunately I had my walking boots and socks to put on for the walk ahead. After my photo chase we parked at Steel End and headed up the steep nose of Steel Fell. It’s a tough climb but the view over Thirlmere was great. We could see the wall of fog to the south and I was looking forward to getting to the top, hoping that we would be able to see over it with mountains poking out of a sea of white. This was exactly as it was, the Lion and the Lamb on Helm Crag looked like an island in the sea of mist. We walked along the ridge to Calf Crag with clear views to the north and a sea on mist to the south, it looked like the right choice again. We were going to head down Wythburn back to Thirlmere. Wyth Burn runs through a secluded hanging valley through an area called The Bog. I’ve walked down here a few times and at first glance it looks dry – they didn’t name it The Bog for nothing – it is extremely wet. It doesn’t matter how high you walk to avoid it – you can’t! We were wet above the gaiters by the time we got back and it was tough on the ankle. Brysons here we come, another beautiful hot day in Keswick but back to work tomorrow.
These infant gulls (?), along with their mother, were spotted in Canal Park today. The lake is unusually cold for early April, and the birds were wading awfully close to the ice.
They are wearing coats because it is 40 degrees Faherenheit in this room (or worse) during the winter. I hated teaching in this classroom! I could see my breath during the lesson.
Close up of a cold-cathode neon gas discharge light in a shop window.
A cathode is any electrode that emits electrons. When used in electrical and electronic devices (most fluorescent lamps, vacuum tubes, etc.), the cathode is explicitly heated, creating a hot cathode. By taking advantage of thermionic emission, electrons can overcome the work function of the cathode without an electric field to pull the electrons out. But if sufficient voltage is present, electrons can still be stripped even out of a cathode operating at ambient temperature. Because it is not deliberately heated, such a cathode is referred to as a cold cathode, although several mechanisms may eventually cause the cathode to become quite hot once it is operating. Most cold cathode devices are filled with a gas which can be ionized. A few cold cathode devices contain a vacuum. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cold_cathode