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ʸᵒᵘʳ ˢᵖᵉᵃᵏᵉʳˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵇˡᵒʷⁱⁿᵍ
ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵉᵃʳˢ ᵃʳᵉ ʷʳᵉᶜᵏⁱⁿᵍ
ʸᵒᵘʳ ʰᵉᵃʳⁱⁿᵍ ᵈᵃᵐᵃᵍᵉ
ʸᵒᵘ ʷⁱˢʰ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ
ʸᵒᵘ ʷⁱˢʰ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ.........
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Thank you Lawrence for this little challenge. it was fun :)
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Inspiration:
Somehow you know you were in for a treat before you come across this beautiful waterfall. Walking on the path you can’t see the falls. You’re happy when you begin “Hearing The Falls.” When you suddenly come upon this wonderful sight you know the walk was worth the effort in getting here. Get closer still and the air is cooler and you can smell the fresh water. Nature pleases you again. Love the earth. Thanks for viewing my work. Be kind.
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Mother Nature treated Winnipeg to hoar frost one morning, so out I dashed with my macro lens. I found some milkweed seed pods that were all dressed up in their frosted finery!
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The leaves hadn't totally browned, but were well on their way. Found at a walk in a local park.
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The hearings yesterday were astonishing. I cannot believe that people think that man conducts himself as a supreme court justice and should be confirmed.
... it will shine.
Spent a bit of afternoon yesterday sitting on a porch with some friends watching, hearing, and feeling a fairly intense and present gully-washing thunderstorm.
When all was cleared, I headed for my truck and spied these viny-weedy things by the barn. I'd walked by them several times yesterday, but contrary to my norm, hadn't even noticed them. Now they were sparkling beneath the lightening sky and, I think, even whispering slightly above the sound of the drizzle on the ground.
When the sun re-emerges after the storm, it doesn't immediately dry up the rain. But it does make it beautiful.
Fresh, clean, bright, and glistening.
I love listening to all sorts of music. Whenever I get busy on the computer I'll put these headphones on just to keep me company.
I used to hear voices a lot, but then I read up on it & found out they don’t exist, so now I don’t listen to a word they say.
Hearing Voices - Story People by Brian Andreas
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The past few years our state of California has suffered massive fire tragedies caused by utility power lines.
I am hearing that preparations to prevent fires this coming fire season are being impacted by the pandemic, and the usual procedures to defend ourselves during wildfires (receiving reinforcements from outside the state, healthy firefighters living together in close quarters in stations and firecamps, etc., etc.) are in doubt.
“We’re Here!” realizing that perhaps Modern Life is Crap!
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After hearing reports of an ACu leading CPKC train no. 420 I hustled out the door just after sunrise. After making a coffee of course. Seeing a frost on the trees I made my way to a spot I had been eying for a while now. Sultan. It's a town about 45 minutes south-east of Chapleau and home to no more than 50 people. Eager to catch an ACu in morning light, I waited, and waited... Unfortunately for me RTC stuck them into the siding at Devon for a hotshot 101 then over to Nemegos for 421. After a lengthy wait they finally passed Sultan still in some decent winter light.
You can almost hear the wheel slipping and chuffing from here. What a sight for the senses, even though I couldn't hear properly for several minutes after the train passed.
RBMN 425 makes decent work of the stiff grade outside Jim Thorpe as it blasts the sold out Fall Foliage excursion through Nesquehoning Tunnel.
After hearing that 4145 would be leading this afternoons 852, I got ready to leave to shoot it, however it seemed the weather decided to have a massive thunderstorm and some tornado like weather, causing severe alerts and backing interstate traffic up bad. I thought my chances of catching 4145 were as good as none.
However, 4145 was also not having a great time. Due to either the massive storms ahead, or a signaling issue (or both) the train was stopped outside of Riverdale for 20-30 minutes, allowing the storm to pass and giving me time to get trackside.
The product is a not half bad shot of P852 on the Thomas Viaduct.
Model: Olivia Byers
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Inspired by messages in bottles, and how the words of someone else can so deeply affect your life. Both positively and negatively.
I haven't uploaded to Flickr for a while, so I'll take this as an opportunity to write some stuff on here that's been on my mind.
2014 is going to be the year I focus back on Fine Art. In 2013, I found a new vision of mine that I never knew I had, and that was for simple portraiture and fashion. It was a huge year for me, being offered incredible gigs and opportunities with the likes of Matt Corby and so many more. I met some beautiful people at meetups, photographed new faces, made some really close friends with many members of the teams I've worked with. However, I also lost myself a little bit among the Fashion Photographers whom I was constantly surrounded by (that's really all the photographers are around here, excluding a tiny few). Every time I tried to shoot a Self Portrait or a conceptual piece, I ended up giving up halfway and falling into the same monotonous routine of adding a curve or action preset on my photo and paying little to no attention to detail, colour, or meaning. My photography style got a bit lazy in the last year, but this year, it's my goal to improve on that, and come back bigger and better than before.
This photo is something I've wanted to shoot forever. Originally, I wanted to shoot it as a self portrait, but Sheri's face is literally so perfect and I had to take advantage of that. Quite often we fall into a trap of letting other people's words become our own. Their thoughts become our own, and we become confused and muddled in a world that isn't our own. We hold onto those words as if they're everything we need, and forget the most important thing, which is our own voice. I felt as if I had been pulled out of the depths of the water, whilst holding onto the words of others. That I needed to let other people define me. My life became dependent on others' thoughts and feelings and beliefs. I thought I found myself this year, but really, I lost myself looking, in a deeper world of confusion then what I originally thought I was in. It takes a breath of fresh air and listening to your own instinct, style and hear, and following that. Make your own life, and your own judgement. Life is what you make it, not what others say it is.
You'll be seeing me on here a lot more. With proper descriptions, better photos and more of the photographer I was in 2012. Hope you're all so very well.
Hearing my first Cuckoo of spring on Saturday coincided with seeing 2 males fighting over prime territory over the reedbed - in between calls and display posturing they would take turns to fly at each other and battle mid air. It was wonderful to watch! These are no Colin the Cuckoos - so were a very long way off.
In this shot the bird in flight has just dive bombed the other which is angrily protesting whilst adopting its 'this is my tree' pose.
Converted to black and white and a bit more high key. Taken in Norfolk.
It was a nice night to be out shooting today. I love the end of the day as the sun sets and the colors get rich. It was pleasant sitting by the pond hearing the crickets sing and an occassional bird call.
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Tonic - Curvy Beauty Lite v7.1, switched to my tonic choice to wear this dress as it didn't include Isis fitting
Skin: 1-REED SKIN-SALLY NO BROWS-TONE 3-BOM & 5-REED LIPGLOSS CATWA 2
Freckles: [7DS] - BOM BODY freckles v1 medium full body
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CATWA Freckles -Tintable-
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RELENTLESS Desire HD Lipstick CATWA HDPRO ***added a slight blend in the catwa hud. 1L MP Palette
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Izzie's - Hairbase Parted light brown
Clothing
*MIRUS* Fluffy Dress Tonic Curvy 50L set with hud MP
L'amour VSL BOM Leggings-dotted 1L MP
friday - Darcy.Flats (Dotty) 25L MP for Slink Flat Feet or Maitreya Lara
Accessories
Necklace: Finer Threads - The Cross Necklace Group Gift
Ring: Chop Zuey Gift - Bling Ring - TxChnge
Ring: Belle Epoque - Patrizia Ring
Pets
from the JIAN Pipeline Swallowtail & Feeder Set
JIAN Pipeline Swallowtail (Percher) x3. One placed on my right shoulder for this picture, and the other 2 placed on the feeders
JIAN Pipeline Swallowtail Feeder (Triple)
JIAN Pipeline Swallowtail Feeder (Large)
JIAN Pipeline Swallowtail Feeder (Medium)
JIAN Pipeline Swallowtail (Finger Flutterer) ***defaults to the left hand
***the finger flutterer includes it's own default avatar pose but my additional use of another pose has overridden this
Added landscaping
.Lunaria. Fluffy Grass ***added to worn for this picture.
All other landscaping and furniture is at the location
Pose
an lar [poses] Modern Series - Six
Location
Coastal Waterway, Bisaccia (208, 77, 21)
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Swishes in the night,
stir up quite the fright.
Yet with all my might,
I convince my cat to fight,
because ghosts don't bite,
they just squeeze you real tight.
365/7
As I stood in the road photographing an eagle at Rocky Mountain Arsenal National Wildlife Refuge, Colorado, I kept hearing a "buzzing" noise. I thought something was wrong with my camera's auto focus motor. I eventually realized the buzzing noise was the rattle of a prairie rattlesnake at my feet, only inches away, doing his best to say, "back off!"
It had apparently been sunning itself on the warm asphalt, and because I was so consumed with photographing the eagle, I never noticed its presence. I'm thankful for its patience.
I don't know what they're teaching the new conductors down in McDonough, but the new hires for a little bit were calling signals weird, like the trainee was doing here at Sewell & other control points.
Anyways, the Annual Meeting of the East End Squatters Club (iykyk; thanks Kyle) occured here because for 2022 standards, this was a good one, especially for us east of the Mississippi. NS 153 is seen east of Bremen, GA with a pair H1 paint Dash 9's on the point. There were a number of these making their way through the southeast in the spring of 2022 after a number were brought out of storage by BNSF earlier in the year, with many going to NS to pay off horsepower-hour debts, including this paired duo. Upon hearing that the duo got put on the point of 153, this naturally caused a stir with the Atlanta & Birmingham railfans & lead to a number of them coming out on this Saturday to document their trip down the East End. 5-7-22
We were enjoying an outdoor meal cooked over a wood fire along the frozen shore of where Trout Creek merges with the Clark Fork deep into the blue hour on February 10, 2024. From our location you could easily see the BNSF’s MRL Sub main over Bridge 55, but with nightfall setting in, it was getting more difficult. Through the stillness of dusk, we could hear a rumble growing in intensity, and it sounded like a westbound was bearing down on our location.
Funny thing too about this spot though. Apparently the mountains are arranged just right to bounce sound off them with amazing redirection. It can’t be a westbound we kept saying— since we aren’t hearing horns at the two grade crossings through Trout Creek to the east. Almost without warning, the crossing bells protecting Marten Creek Road just the other side of the icy inlet start ringing as an eastbound coal train, horns blaring, rumbles across Bridge 55. The fire and food can wait a moment as I try, almost in vain, to capture the scene with a camera in the gathering darkness.