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Arch of a brick bridge (18th century). Autumn nature. The territory of the museum-estate "Arkhangelskoye", in the city of Krasnogorsk, Moscow region.
Over the past centuries, much has changed in the appearance of the park - the trees have risen high and grown, having lost their decorative appearance. Currently, restoration work is underway in the State Museum-Estate "Arkhangelskoye", which aim to recreate this part of the territory during the heyday of the estate - in the 1820-1830s.
Paseo Fotográfico por el Puerto de Canencia, Madrid, España
Photographic Walk through the Port of Canencia, Madrid, Spain
Закружилась листва золотая
В розоватой воде на пруду,
Словно бабочек легкая стая
С замираньем летит на звезду.
Я сегодня влюблен в этот вечер,
Близок сердцу желтеющий дол.
Отрок-ветер по самые плечи
Заголил на березке подол.
И в душе и в долине прохлада,
Синий сумрак как стадо овец,
За калиткою смолкшего сада
Прозвенит и замрет бубенец.
Я еще никогда бережливо
Так не слушал разумную плоть,
Хорошо бы, как ветками ива,
Опрокинуться в розовость вод.
Хорошо бы, на стог улыбаясь,
Мордой месяца сено жевать…
Где ты, где, моя тихая радость
Все любя, ничего не желать?
С.А. Есенин. Закружилась листва золотая (1918)
Bench and autumn colorful nature on the territory of the Abramtsevo Museum-Estate. Moscow region. Russia.
Autumn can be treated in different ways. For some, the autumn season is associated with drizzling rain, gray asphalt, withering nature and light sadness. And for some, autumn is a time of colorful landscapes, interesting trips and pleasant impressions.
Bright colors of autumn. Trees turn bright yellow, orange, burgundy. Autumn nature is just the perfect time to take beautiful photographs.
Una quedada Fotografica en la Presa del Arroyo Artiñuelo en Rascafria....., A photographic meeting at the creek of Artiñuelo Dam in Rascafria .....
A route with no fixed direction seeing the wonders of Autumn ..., Una Ruta sin rumbo fijo viendo las maravillas del Otoño......
the title of a 1979 song by Nick Straker Band. el titulo de una cancion de 1979 de Nick Straker Band.
Urban autumn composition. This place could have been any other car, but it turned out to be a Ford.
Place - Pavshinskaya floodplain, Krasnogorsk city, Moscow region, Russia.
Ford (Ford Motor Company) is an American automobile company that manufactures cars under the Ford brand. The company is headquartered in Dearborn in the Detroit suburb of Michigan.
The company was founded in 1903 by Henry Ford, who created it after receiving $ 28,000 for business development from five investors. Ford became known as the world's first to use the classic car assembly line, first launched on August 16, 1913.
Henry Ford in 1914
The first model to receive mass recognition, produced by the company, was the Ford Model T, produced in 1908-1927.
In the late 1920s, an agreement was signed with the company with the leadership of the USSR for assistance in the construction of an automobile plant in Nizhny Novgorod. The first cars of the new Soviet automobile plant - GAZ-A and GAZ-AA, were licensed copies of Ford cars.
In the late 1930s, the company did not enjoy the trust of the American military due to the founder's overt pro-Nazi sympathies. In the 1930s, Ford built a production facility in Nazi Germany, which produced 12,000 tracked vehicles and 48,000 wheeled vehicles for the needs of the Wehrmacht. The head of the company was awarded the highest award of the Third Reich. Nevertheless, with the entry of the United States into World War II, the company began to produce army trucks and jeeps for the American troops (no longer of its own design - the Ford GPW was an adapted version of the Willys MB), acted as an alliance in the US tank building program.
In the mid-2000s, due to fierce competition in the global automotive market, Ford was experiencing a serious financial crisis. In 2006, Alan Mulally became president of the company, who sold the Aston Martin and Volvo Cars divisions, and successfully restructured it by launching a new One Ford strategy, which calls for Ford to gradually launch global vehicles common to all markets, bringing the company back to profitability.
"...Yes, we have one laid every year!"
"Whys that?" asked the visitor
"Well, the colour doesnt last very long and it soon goes rotten" replied the Forest home owner
"Oh dear, I dont want that brand then!"
"You'd best leaf through the catalogue and choose another one then...."
The silence was a roar
just as I'd been told it would be
when all is still
except the rustle of the trees
and the occasional bird chatter
but even they contribute
to the stillness
the overriding impulse
to surrender to the moment
with no need to think
or even to see
so the eyes can relax their gaze
they'll see anyway
Полшага до осени, холодно стало,
Природа грустит, знать в кого-то влюбилась,
И солнце на небе светить перестало,
И грусть непонятная в души вселилась…
Полшага до осени, словно ступенька,
Шагни, и закружат опять листопады,
И будет под листьями снова скамейка,
На главной дорожке знакомого сада…
Полшага до осени, только почувствуй,
Как жёлтые листья, грустя, опадают,
А каждый настроен на светлые чувства,
А мысли, как птицы, в туман улетают…
Полшага до осени, грусть расставанья
С оставшимся в памяти солнечным летом,
Сказать ему просто слова на прощанье,
И не пожалеть ни секунды об этом…
...........................................................................................................Half a step until autumn, it became cold,
Nature is sad to know that she has fallen in love with someone,
And the sun stopped shining in the sky,
And an incomprehensible sadness has settled into the souls…
Half a step to autumn, like a step,
Step out, and the leaves will spin again,
And there will be a bench under the leaves again,
On the main path of a familiar garden…
Half a step until autumn, just feel it,
How the yellow leaves, sad, fall off,
And everyone is attuned to light feelings,
And thoughts, like birds, fly away into the fog…
Half a step to autumn, the sadness of parting
With the sunny summer remaining in my memory,
Just say goodbye to him,
And don't regret it for a second…