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In this post I told the story about my last minute pilgrimage to Montana Rail Link on the cusp of its flag lowering: flic.kr/p/2nLhAy6
So continuing with the series featuring one photo of each train in chronological trip order here is the thirteenth train of the trip and the second of Day 4. After an excellent breakfast at Jam! in Bozeman the plan was to drive east to Billings to rendezvous with a railroader buddy and chase some of the local jobs on the gritty urban east end of the railroad that are exclusively covered by old school GP9s. But that plan got interrupted by this. As we we were cruising east on I90 we suddenly were astonished to see a westbound manifest with pure blue MRL power. At first we weren't sure what it was since our railroad contacts said there was no LM road freight planned and it certainly wasn't the famous LAUBOZ (our main target for later in the afternoon). A quick check confirmed that it was a BNSF LAUPAS, which we knew was out there but assumed would have standard orange power so we'd not planned to shoot it. But due to a power shortage it was dispatched west behind MRL SD70ACes 4304 and 4308 with a plan to run all the way to Kootenai (way out at the far end of the railroad on the 4th Sub just a few miles shy of Sandpoint) where it would be parked and the power pulled off to await BNSF to provide their own units since MRL power can no longer lead on BNSF due to it not being equipped with IETMS.
So of course we couldn't pass up this good fortune and spun around for our first shot in Big Timber then chased back west 30 miles to Livingston before deciding to turn around again and resume out original plan. So without further ado here is a shot of the Pasco boune manifest snaking around a bluff beside the Yellowstone River (note the anglers in a boat along the bank beside the head end) near MP 99.5 a few miles east of Elton Siding.
Countless articles have been written about the MRL over the past 35 years of its existence and if you care to learn more download this great set of articles courtesy of Trains Magazine:
www.trains.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/05/TRN-MRL.pdf
Near unincorporated Springdale
Park County, Montana
Wednesday September 7, 2022
“Spring shows what God can do with a drab and dirty world.”
― Virgil Kraft
Warner Lake, Hadley, MA
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In this post I told the story about my last minute pilgrimage to Montana Rail Link on the cusp of its flag lowering: flic.kr/p/2nLhAy6
So continuing with the series featuring one photo of each train in chronological trip order here is another BNSF job, the fourth train of the trip and the second of only four non MRL powered trains I'd shoot over four days.
The third train in a row, about 40 min behind the empty coal train, is seen dropping down the 2.2% grade of Evaro Hill at about MP 5.4 on the modern day MRL's 10th Subdivision mainline. This empty grain train running 1x1 DPU is crossing the Indreland Road crossing behind an elderly C44-9W (GE blt. Oct. 2000) in H2 paint faded from orange to more of a peach color.
The rails here are the original Northern Pacific Railway mainline that opened in 1883 as the second transcontinental railroad. This route was largely supplanted in 1909 when the NP completed a cut off between the mainline at Paradise and the Coeur d'Alene Branch at St. Regis creating a water level route from DeSmet (just west of Missoula) that exists today as MRL's 4th Subdivision Mainline. In days of old the 10th Sub over Evaro Hill was largely the domain of passenger trains though today MRL sees fit to use it for empty eastbound unit trains such as this. The only regular exception to the rule are the gas locals which seem to take this route west whenever they can due to their light tonnage which allows them to make the hill with ease while shaving off nearly 30 miles.
Evaro Hill
Missoula County, Montana
Monday September 5, 2022
While out for a long walk on the cusp of winter this bare tree near Lal Lal Falls caught my attention.
" In today's sharp sparkle, this winter air, anything can be made, any sentence begun. On the brink, on the brim, on the cusp. Praise song for walking forward in that light."
{Elizabeth Alexander}
When I arrived in France, Winter still had the tips of its claws in, but Spring was inexorably blooming through it. Something magical about the change of seasons
In this post I told the story about my last minute pilgrimage to Montana Rail Link on the cusp of its flag lowering: flic.kr/p/2nLhAy6
So continuing with the series featuring one photo of each train in chronological trip order here is the fourteenth train of the trip and the third of Day 4. So after the unplanned two hour and 70 mile diversion with the surprise MRL powered LAUPAS seen in the prior post we resumed our original plan and struck off for the east end of the railroad. By then we'd missed out on the early AM refinery job which was done for the day but our contact said the noon crew was still out working some industries in West Billings so we were still in luck. We really wanted some shots of vintage first generation power out on the gritty, unscented, heavily industrial, and woefully under railfanned far east end of the system and though we didn't leave ourselves much time at least we came away with something.
We found the crew working out by MP 4.9 along the First Subdivision on the spur to True North Steel, one of several cool industry tracks that has a clearance restriction so is limited by timetable instruction to nothing larger than a GP9. MRL 131 is a Livingston rebuilt GP9R that began life as a GP7 blt. Mar. 1952 as QNSL 108. Later sold to the Chicago and Northwestern where it wore number 4355 it's called MRL hoke for more than three decades and only time will tell if it will stay around Billings and get a new coat of orange paint.
Countless articles have been written about the MRL over the past 35 years of its existence and if you care to learn more download this great set of articles courtesy of Trains Magazine:
www.trains.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/05/TRN-MRL.pdf
Billings, Montana
Wednesday September 7, 2022
The Hull Bridge over the Great Alpine Road was constructed to carry the 700m long "Road Runner" ski-run across the road.
Obviously, this is an 'out of ski season' photograph - but on the cusp of a new winter season for the first of the snow storms of the winter swept across this country the following week and the skiers arrived!
Out desperate for a shot I ended up at the Tiger Lilies...I have a bunch...very alien...and then there is that appendage...generally detracting from the photo...so I do not shoot them often.
Another shot of the Butterfly on the Tiger Lily
Friday Night Junk
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Lewis and Clark Park on the cusp of the Columbia Gorge was in full flush of Fall foliage when I went there today. It was quite nice.
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A closer shot of another of the sites featured in the green diagram linked below.
A modest but vivid cluster of sarcophagi currently dated as late as the 12th century: a cusp of a hill with several carved rock outcrops and views down onto the plain (now flooded) and over to the Picos and Cantabrian mountains (2648m).
Early churches and hermitages are often seen to have been built over flat versions of just such monolithic Sarcophagi, a simple proof that the graves date from before the current building. It is normally imagined that there was once a smaller church, even if many sites of monolithic sarcophagi exist without any sign of associated building.
The church is Romanesque and really very big, as can be seen on this Wiki:
www.wikiwand.com/es/Iglesia_de_San_Mart%C3%ADn_(Quintanilla_de_la_Berzosa)
The church currently stands 'guarding' this small cluster of vivid carved rocks. Whilst it belonged to the village of 'Quintanilla de la Berzosa' (flooded from view for the hydroelectric project) the village only had five homes registered in the 1842, and the one factor that seems relevant, is that it is a massive construction for a quiet corner.
Hills were, and can still be special places in a landscape for gatherings (Saint Jean, Solstice and harvest included). By opening out the calibration of the chronology of monolithic sarcophagi it becomes possible to imagine that tombs of important passing or local figures might attract pilgrimages from passing populations of this wide and natural landscape crossroad. Assimilating and appropriating local wisdom was part of the first thousand years and more of the first phases of Christian tradition, and the surprising scale of the church may simply be a way of measuring the importance and residual cultural strength of this loci: another vivid statement regarding people and stone within an array of other loci that may have much to do with the last ages of pre and protohistory.
Monolithic sarcophagi were certainly created from medieval dates and were this proposed chronology to be a graph, it may be a little like the covid 19 graphs so typical of life in 2020: a long slow runup to a strong and dominating period of surge, with the crossing point into history aligning with the surge. It is one thing to see the simplicity that comes from shifting a chronology and quite another providing evidence and then rational. These last elements will be the subject of future posts.
AJM 10.11.20
Here, we are just on that cusp between summer and autumn. In some parts of the village - autumn colours dominate while in others the green remains.
Knew I couldn't leave something 'done' with that little time/effort in it and be happy. Here's the pool ready version.
Toronto-based artist Paul P.’s distinctive practice mines the past, forging links between contemporary and historical periods on the cusp of change. His paintings, sculptures, prints and drawings find inspiration in a range of sources: neoclassical sculpture of the 1700s, the art of James McNeill Whistler (1834–1903), the arch mannerism of poet Robert de Montesquiou (1855–1921), and storied places such as Venice, Italy, and its contemporary counterpart, Venice Beach, California. The cornerstone of his artistic project is an extensive series of portraits of young men appropriated from pre-AIDS erotic photographs. This series shares an affinity with the work of certain artists of the late 1800s who defied the prevailing morality of their time and furthered a secret language of coded homosexuality.
In this exhibition, a group of thirty recently acquired works created by Paul P. between 2003 and 2019 here act as portals for time travel between art-historical periods. In this way, they form a dialogue with a selection of other artworks from the National Gallery of Canada’s collection.
Popped into the Dales today - probably more sun in the East but wanted to be on the cusp of the weather
At twilight’s gentle cusp, where day softly surrenders to night,
I wandered on a shore steeped in the secrets of time—
when a solitary bottle, aglow with the pulse of ages,
beckoned from the restless sea.
Inside, a love letter lay in a language unknown,
its ink a tender incantation of forgotten dreams,
each word a shimmering spell cast by a distant soul,
a woman adrift in another time and place.
I, Lost, found it as the waves hummed a lullaby,
a song that stirred my heart to wake in silent wonder.
Though the script eluded my eyes, the verses danced
like whispered promises, flowing effortlessly into my mind.
Her words, a cascade of passion and mystery,
spilled secrets of a love that transcends fleeting moments—
"Farewell until fate draws our souls together again,"
they murmured, as if cradling both sorrow and hope.
In that magic letter, cast adrift on the sea of time,
I felt her presence—a warm, eternal caress—
her laughter lighting the vast darkness, her eyes echoing
the tender glow of a moonlit embrace.
Now, as I roam the endless shores of memory,
her untold verses flow warmly within me,
a ceaseless tide of longing and grace,
binding my heart to the mystery of a love eternal.
In every crashing wave and gentle ripple,
I hear her secret song,
an endless, romantic melody that whispers
of timeless unity, where even lost souls can find a home.
Lost
In the background you can see the bell tower of the cathedral, which dates back to 1048. "It is a typical example of Romanesque style, but it has a cylindrical structure, and it is surmounted by a cone-shaped cusp, that makes it unique in the world."
full moon in cancer during 4th house profection year. occurred in natal placidus 4th house though the cusp of my 4th is in gemini.
Plaza de San Fernando is my favorite plaza in Guanajuato and this square, Plaza del Baratillo is a close second.
Plaza del Baratillo has an irregular shape at the cusp of a winding, narrow street. It's one of the most intimate and beautiful plazas in the city. Its centerpiece is a beautiful fountain, but unfortunately the water has not been running. It’s a great place to eat a taco or sip a coffee and just simply people watch.
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... at Pulborough Brooks. First time I've seen one (knowingly).
There were a pair of Garganey on that day as well, but they were too far away to get a good shot. This one was on the cusp as it was.
I visited Mittenwald right at the cusp of autumn and winter, and managed to get this confluential morning of snow, rain, clouds, autumn glow, and sunshine all within short timespans of each other.
Megalodon (Otodus megalodon), meaning "big tooth", is an extinct species of mackerel shark that lived approximately 23 to 3.6 million years ago (Mya), from the Early Miocene to the Pliocene epochs. It was formerly thought to be a member of the family Lamnidae and a close relative of the great white shark (Carcharodon carcharias). However, it is now classified into the extinct family Otodontidae, which diverged from the great white shark during the Early Cretaceous. While regarded as one of the largest and most powerful predators to have ever lived, the megalodon is only known from fragmentary remains, and its appearance and maximum size are uncertain. Scientists differ on whether it would have more closely resembled a stockier version of the great white shark, the whale shark (Rhincodon typus), the basking shark (Cetorhinus maximus) or the sand tiger shark (Carcharias taurus).
Scientific classification:
Domain:Eukaryota
Kingdom:Animalia
Phylum:Chordata
Class:Chondrichthyes
Subclass:Elasmobranchii
Subdivision:Selachimorpha
Order:Lamniformes
Family:Otodontidae
Genus:Otodus
Species:O. megalodon
The most recent estimate with the least error range suggests a maximum length estimate up to 20 m, although the modal lengths are estimated at 10.5 m. Estimates suggest that a megalodon about 16 m long weighs up to 48 MT, 17 m long weighs up to 59 MT, and 20.3 m long (the maximum length) weighs up to 103 MT. Their teeth were thick and robust, built for grabbing prey and breaking bone, and their large jaws could exert a bite force of up to 108,500 to. Megalodon probably had a major impact on the structure of marine communities. The fossil record indicates that it had a cosmopolitan distribution. It probably targeted large prey, such as whales, seals and sea turtles. Juveniles inhabited warm coastal waters and fed on fish and small whales. Unlike the great white, which attacks prey from the soft underside, megalodon probably used its strong jaws to break through the chest cavity and puncture the heart and lungs of its prey. The animal faced competition from whale-eating cetaceans, such as Livyatan and other macroraptorial sperm whales and possibly smaller ancestral killer whales. As the shark preferred warmer waters, it is thought that oceanic cooling associated with the onset of the ice ages, coupled with the lowering of sea levels and resulting loss of suitable nursery areas, may have also contributed to its decline. A reduction in the diversity of baleen whales and a shift in their distribution toward polar regions may have reduced megalodon's primary food source. The shark's extinction coincides with a gigantism trend in baleen whales.
Megalodon teeth are similar in shape but larger and broader than the teeth of the modern great white shark. Teeth are triangular, broad at the base, and thin toward the peak, like a chisel or wedge, although sometimes they curve toward the cusp. Teeth have a root, which has a V-shaped notch at its base, and an enamel-covered crown. The root has a rough, porous, bone-like texture, whereas the enamel is smooth and polished, but sometimes broken by vertical cracks. The outward-facing (lingual) side of the tooth bulges outward. The inward-facing (labial) side of the tooth is generally flat to slightly curved. The border between the crown and root on the lingual side of the tooth is marked by a chevron-shaped feature called the bourlette or dental band. The edges of the teeth are serrated like steak knives.
Size: 71 x 62mm
Specimen bought in Japan
... a little series of shots looking down on a waterfall ...
(Here, in the lower frame, is the calm, smooth flow of water, then the tipping point, and finally the turbulent water some 20 feet below ... but the fall is obscured from this view ....)
...This is the solstice, the still point
of the sun, its cusp and midnight,
the year’s threshold
and unlocking, where the past
lets go of and becomes the future;
the place of caught breath, the door
of a vanished house left ajar...
--Margaret Atwood
For all those on the cusp of or on the other side of the year Welcome !!!
Year 2008 is a leap year, with 29 days in February. February 2008 has five Fridays - it starts and ends on a Friday. Between 1904 and 2096, leap years with same day of week for each date repeat every 28 years which means that the last time February had 5 Fridays was in 1980 and next time will be in 2036.
If you are interested in where the New Year has come to pass or when it will then click here"
Duomo - Interno.
Le statue del Duomo sono circa 3.400, 200 bassorilievi, 135 guglie, 150 doccioni.
Una particolarità da sapere: il Duomo è l’unica chiesa al mondo che ha statue nei capitelli delle colonne.
Molto originali sono i capitelli monumentali a nicchie e cuspidi con statue, che decorano i pilastri lungo la navata centrale, il transetto e l’abside.
Alcuni capitelli sono a doppio registro, con statue di santi nelle nicchie sormontate da statue di profeti nelle cuspidi.
Gli altri pilastri hanno decorazioni a motivi vegetali.
Duomo - Interior.
The Duomo has approximately 3,400 statues, 200 bas-reliefs, 135 spires, 150 gargoyles.
A peculiarity to know: the Duomo is the only church in the world that has statues in the capitals of the columns.
The monumental capitals with niches and cusps with statues, which decorate the pillars along the central nave, the transept and the apse are very original.
Some capitals are double-registered, with statues of saints in the niches surmounted by statues of prophets in the cusps.
The other pillars have decorations with plant motifs.
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Capturing the last bit of light on dunes. Death Valley is amongst my favorite place for photography for the infinite opportunities it offers for personal expression. This last spill of light brought a lot of joy to me personally, and I hope it's conveyed in the photograph as well.
On the cusp of night, with the sun fallen behind the western peaks, a few hints of warmer light remain among darkening hues on the lithe, sinuous dune forms at Mesquite Dunes, Death Valley National Park, California.
It was an amazing evening on the dunes. Josh, Sky and I hiked out under bluebird skies through the strange arrowweed clumps in the Devil's Cornfield. Reaching the dunes, we wandered a while before settling in more as sunset drew closer. It was calm and almost soundless. Perfect mental recharge conditions before we had to head home and back to the workaday world.
Then, abruptly, a wind arose. Sand grains rustled and shifted like a nervous crowd, before taking flight in endless streams, whipping up over the dune ridges and vigorously working to erase the traces of all who had come before. The wind strengthened further, inverse to the waning light. We braced ourselves against the frequent more-forceful gusts, and we brushed off our tightly-zipped camera bags every few minutes lest they be covered completely--but sand still found a way inside everything.
Changing lenses was out of the question for the rest of evening, so the long lens it was for me. The massive flows of blowing sand didn't show up at all in these telephoto long exposures, except to provide a bit of extra glowing softness along the dune ridges. Such an interesting contrast in my mind between this peaceful image and the great turbulence in full effect when I took the shot.
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Lower Manhattan at the cusp of the blue hour.
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fogbound and hidden
on the cusp of winter’s chill
yet with a step — gone
caché dans brouillard
au seuil du froid hivernal—
un pas, tout s'enfuit*
Photo: ©17/12/2023-Phil Wahlbrink
Bain-de-Bretagne, Brittany, France
Camera: FUJIFILM X-T5
Lens: 80mm — ISO: 250 — 1/1000” f3.2
*traduit par Claude iA
Similar style to my last upload, but totally different day, location and circumstances. A quiet, beautiful ending to a day right at the cusp of blue hour.
In this post I told the story about my last minute pilgrimage to Montana Rail Link on the cusp of its flag lowering: flic.kr/p/2nLhAy6
So continuing with the series featuring one photo of each train in chronological trip order here is the ninth train of the trip and the third one of Day 3. After a fabulous bonus chase of the LM road freight to Skyline Trestle we checked in with some friends who were out after the 840 local and were told we hadn't missed them. So we high tailed it back to East Helena and the same bridge near MP 1 where we'd shot them the prior day as seen here: flic.kr/p/2nLtCYh
We made it in time for a short mile long three shot chase that included this shot of them climbing the grade at about MP 0.3 about where the hump starts that takes them on the 'new' connection that swings from this former GN trackage to the ex NP mainline.
For the past few months, the assigned power has been MRL 109 and 355. Both are veteran ex Burlington Northern units, the former a GP9 originally blt. Feb. 1955 as Northern Pacific 210 and the latter an SD45 blt. Dec. 1971 as BN 6558. Long known for its preference for the 20 cylinder EMD brutes, the MRL rostered some 52 indivdual units of the model at varying times during the past 35 years (and over 80 if you include dash 2 and cowl variants) though today this one is the last of her breed in service on the property.
Countless articles have been written about the MRL over the past 35 years of its existence and if you care to learn more download this great set of articles courtesy of Trains Magazine:
www.trains.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/05/TRN-MRL.pdf
East Helena, Montana
Tueaday September 6, 2022
you cannot cast a shadow if there isn't any light
i am too young, fumbling, on the cusp of something far bigger than myself, facing west, war--
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀--yet i am not resigned.
the pages of my years are still mostly blank, and i hold the pen in my hand, not content to scribble, but to try (over and over and over) till the incantation is complete.
(scholarship application: an excerpt from my personal statement)