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The Legends and myths have become reality people.
I will post a close up of the characters and Jeep tomorrow!
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When we seek to discover the best in others, we somehow bring out the best in ourselves. - William Arthur Ward
Opulence Discovered
Today we will take a look at a very large mansion worth about $11 million!! It was last listed in 2014 for $7.4 million and the listing was removed only a few short months later!! The home which sat on more than an acre of land in a very prestigious neighbourhood was bought a number of years ago for an undisclosed amount of money. It was demolished in 2018 and last I checked the new even larger house that is replacing it is still under construction!
With over 6000 square feet of living space this home was extremely large. No expense was spared when it came to the finishings and the design. The home had a stone exterior with 4 concrete porches, Scarlet O'Hara grand staircase, marble tile flooring in the the foyer and hallways, lots of hardwood throughout and high ceilings on all levels!!
I was not terribly excited by this home when I visited but looking back on this explore, it was a real gem and I'm glad I was able to see it. My only regret is that it was a short visit and I only have a few photos to show you from this large mansion!!
I do not have a video from this explore but if you like you can take a look at my most recent post from this other $5 million dollar retro mansion!!
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Discovering The Abyss.
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About three months ago, my sister discovered this beautiful 1955 Dodge Jobline pick-up truck in a local Charleston newspaper. Knowing how much I'd always dreamed of owning a 1950's red pick-up, she rang to tell me about the listing and I located it online. We talked about how beautiful it was and of all the things we'd love to do with the truck, but the price was simply too high and over time, we soon forgot about her.
Then, about two weeks ago, our Granny passed away and I found myself back in S.C. for her burial. One day shortly after, with emotions still at an all-time high, my sister and I decided we would go kayaking where our Granny and Grandpa were born and raised. It would've been a great trip, except none of the weather forecasters had predicted the severe thunderstorms that ensued and we quickly found ourselves in need of alternative plans. What better to do than shop, right?
With our trip canceled, we found ourselves riding around Mt. Pleasant with a ridiculously large two-person kayak on our roof and "nothing" to do. I mentioned thinking it would be nice to go back and check out this 1960's “Endless Summer” type canary yellow station wagon we’d passed the day before, so we headed to the garage where it was parked. After perusing a wide array of vintage vehicles, we made out way to the garage and struck up a conversation with the mechanics. We inquired about some of the vintage vehicles and mentioned we’d found a red 1950’s red pick-up a few months back and asked if they’d ever seen one. They mentioned knowing of both a black and a white 1950's truck, but no red one. As the conversation neared the ½ hour mark, one of the mechanics remembered he’d seen a red 1950’s pick-up parked at a law firm not far from the shop. As soon as he said this I thought (and my sister claims I said out loud), “That’s it!”.
After getting a few other places / people’s names who might know where to find a 1950’s pick-up, we took our chances and headed to see the truck the mechanic had mentioned seeing "a while back". We had nothing to lose by looking. As soon as we saw the vehicle and drove around the back-end, I knew it was the same one my sister had found three months prior. On the driver’s door window hung a sign advertising a slashed price and a phone number. After taking some photos and checking out the vehicle, my sister rang the listed number. We’d both just assumed the truck belonged to a man, so when a woman answered, she was surprised. After speaking for a few minutes, it became clear the voice at the other end was not going to “hand the phone over” (to a man). So, my sister asked, "Are you the owner?", to which the woman replied, "Yes!".
Needless to say, I think we were all a little surprised. The owner - Christine - explained she'd moved to Charleston from NYC to get into the bakery business and had bought the truck to "pick up men" – yes, that’s why she’d gotten it. At this juncture, my sister looked like she'd seen a ghost. There were several reasons for this "ook". One being, she’d been born in NY and two, her sister (that'd be me) currently lives there. Thirdly, she'd been trying to figure out how to transition out of a career in radio and was thinking of starting a baking business! I'm not kidding. When she asked Christine if owning the truck had indeed helped her meet any men, she said it hadn't, but that the truck had been rented quite a few times for photo shoots and commercials. Gears in our heads quickly began turning. And Christine was so happy that women were calling about the truck because she specifically wanted to sell the truck to a female. She told us to go into the offices and get the keys to go for a spin.
She’d also mentioned the mechanic who’d worked on the truck was close by and told us where to find his garage. After going in and speaking with a lovely woman who had some problem locating the keys, we went back outside to wait. After a few minutes, the keys arrived and the girl mentioned if we could wait, that the mechanic who’d worked on the vehicle would be coming by to pick both she and her Mum in a few minutes. Huh? Why?!? Because the mechanic was her father! When we heard this, it was like a bolt of lightening had struck. How was it possible the mechanic we’d just been told about and whom we were going to go visit would be coming to us? Things were just getting too weird, so, of course, we waited. It seemed kizmit was taking over at this juncture.
It had been a while since I’d driven a standard, though it’s been my main transmission for the majority of my driving years, so I wasn’t too worried. And, my sister had learned how to drive a standard shift on a tractor on someone’s farm, so between the two of us, we thought we’d be okay. Not long after, the mechanic arrived. If seemed the truck hadn’t been started in a while, so he had to jump-start her and we all piled in. He took us to a nearby car park and we drove around back to an empty area. My sister decided to go first and we all had a really good laugh. Next, it was my turn and after the mechanic properly explained the H-gear pattern, I did an so-so job with the ½ ton, no power steering, no power breaks slant V6 badass – though this isn’t to say it wasn’t nerve-racking as hell! Not only was she extremely difficult to maneuver, but somehow driving her made one’s hands completely black and at some point, we’d all touched our faces and had black marks all over ourselves and our clothing. We looked like Al Jolsen in his black-face – except, in reverse!
After returning to the law firm, we said we’d be back in a few days. We spent a day trying to figure out how we could make getting this truck happen and returned to take (what we’d already named) “Big Red” to a few mechanics shops and restoration experts the following day. Before getting out on crowded main roads, we decided to get some more practice driving the truck and so, after some quick cleaning of the windows and interior, we headed back to that nearby car park.
It’s a good thing my sister had learned to drive on a tractor, because on this particular 97degree afternoon, “Big Red” was akin to driving around in a 1/2 ton tractor. Driving Red was roughly the equivalent to taking part in a triathlon in 105 degree temperatures. Because she’s so hard to drive, on one occasion, I had to grab the giant wheel and help my sister make a turn! Yes, it took two of us and we’re both over 5”10, with plenty of muscle. Oh how I was beginning to appreciate power steering!
Jerking in-and-out-of all three gears, my sister finally stalled Big Red for a second time - sending us to a halting stop. Sweating and dirty, she screamed out in frustration, “Oh my God, I can't do this! We’re crazy! This is never going to work!”. Searching for the inspirational words an older sibling is supposed to have at the ready, I turned my head and spotted this white big rig parked just beside us and nearly fainted. For, it was a Cardinal line truck with no more than two cardinal emblems – one on the cab and one on the trailer - emblazoned upon it.
You see, our Grandfather, who had died when we were very small was a country boy (related to Swamp Fox - yeah!) and his favorite bird was the cardinal. We know anytime one crosses our paths, to pay close attention. Gasping, I directed her attention right toward the “cardinal spotting” and we both nearly lost it. Tears welled up in both our eyes. My sister then took a deep breath and said, “Did you see the pair of cardinals fly past us as we drove back here?”. I hadn't and said so, but quickly grabbed my camera to capture the rig carrying the cardinal message from our Gran.
While neither said so, in that moment, I think we both knew we'd buy the 1955 Dodge- even before we took her to get checked out. Can't go against the elders, right? We offered nearly half the original price and Christine accepted. So, if for any reason, you’re in need of a classic 1955 Dodge pick up truck in fire engine red, you know who to contact!
Photographer: A. Golden, eyewash design - Charleston, S.C., July, 2008
Made it into Level Event, after two days of trying...WHEW! Grabbed the Fatpack of this dress by Astralia, and it is WORTH it. Multiple colors, textures, two different cutouts, and a sparkly effect layer! Pics do NOT do this justice, you need to demo to see it. And then good luck trying to pick just one...bwahahahaha!
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Promenade sur les rails - On the train track at Ste-Thérèse. BTW...This track is not used buy trains anymore.
The 17 warriors guarding the stairway are exact replicas of the 5 different ranks of the Great Army discovered at Lingtong Xi'an China and stand in the garden of the Buscot National trust property in Oxfordshire.
I discovered the remains of what appears to have once been an immature Migrant Hawker dragonfly on top of one of my water butts. Between them the wasps and Green Bottles were making a thorough job of getting rid of what remained. The thorax was pretty intact with all four wings still attached. A couple of legs had been amputated and the head and most of the abdomen were absent. I have no idea as to the original predator although I know that other dragonflies and also bees are candidates. Sometimes birds too but for the most part they are too slow and unwieldy by comparison.
Another of the portrait series that we took yesterday during our session. The park was beautifully covered by all these big leaves and we decided we would use it as background. I hope you like the results.
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Discovered this fire engine for sale near Gap in Pennsylvania. It was loaded with rust but still had a lot of character. I gave it a bit more character by enhancing it with photoshop. I don't usually do this kind of thing to my photographs but this one asked to be manipulated. I will post some othersof the engine in its normal guise at some point. They were only asking for $1500.00 for it? Any offers?
Thiis isn't intended to be great art, but is sort of a local nature story. We found these crayfish claws along a creek that flows into Bear Lake and wondered if they had been an otter's meal. I did some research and learned that indeed there are river otters there, so that is likely what happened. These were discovered next to the open area below a fish ladder, which would give otters a way to swim under the ice.
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A lot of changes at the shore after being flooded out many times in the last few years , Ice and snow on the beach and shore where Duffins marsh is flowing in to Lake Ontario , view from the bridge across Duffins marsh in Squires beach , Martin’s photographs , Ajax , Ontario , Canada , March 9. 2019
great survivor large tree
flooded out
The great survivor large tree that still standing after being flooded out many times in the last few years
where Duffins marsh is flowing in to Lake Ontario in Squires beach
January 2018
Path
Puddles
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Black and white
Converted to black and white
Monochrome
Sign Board
Reflections of trees in puddles
Reflections
Trees
Tree stumps
Fallen trees
Information sign boards
Sign boards
Sunset over Duffins Marsh
Rod iron railings
boat launch
canoe
canoe boat launch
Ontario
Ajax
Canada
Pickering
Martin’s photographs
Discovery Bay
TG-620
Sunset
March 2019
Favourites
IPhone XR
Squires Beach
Duffins Creek
Duffins Marsh
Waterfront Trail
Rotary Park
Discover bay
Lake Ontario
Rod iron fence
Bridge
Bridge across Duffins Marsh
Twilight
Sticks
Stones
Fallen trees
Fallen tree
Fungi
Mushrooms
Sand
Beach
Reflections
Reflection
Dogwood
Tall grasses
IPhone 6
Olympus
Olympus TG-620
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