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Severe mothership shaped thunderstorm races across Kansas, this storm moved at 60mph and picked up stones and dirt that smashed up several towns as well cutting the power, it also produced Golfball size Hail and 85mph straight-line winds.
At least 5 chasers vehicles had their car windows smashed because of the stones and hail near Sharon Springs, we managed to escape the worst but still took a lot of large hail.
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A picture initially overlooked because the mist was quite thick obscuring much of the detail but the more I looked the more it pulled me in.
I have this printed big awaiting a frame for a wall in the house. In print it just comes alive, the internet somewhat kills it.
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Pareidolia is our perception of faces appearing in natural objects. This 'face' on the edge of a wooden coffee table has been staring at me for weeks now, so I thought I'd give 'him' the notoriety 'he' deserves
Took the long drive to Holkham Bay the other night when it was very grey and overcast on the offchance the conditions would change. About half an hour before sunset was rewarded with some intense last lght and then a pretty stunning sunset.
On a rainy afternoon, a KCS grain train rolls under the Houston skyline as it makes its way towards Mexico.
GWARNJ 14 (UP Symbol: Grain- Wall St [Beaumont] to Rosenberg, TX, Joint)
KCSM ES44AC #4742
KCS SD70ACe #4190
(DPU) KCS SD70ACe #4154
Houston, TX
April 16th, 2022
This piece of history is from The Anthracite Heritage Museum, located in McDade Park in Scranton, Pennsylvania. It serves the educational needs of the public regarding the story of hard coal mining, its related industries, and the immigrant culture of northeastern Pennsylvania.
The loom is a piece of history, but I took this photograph because I liked the textures, shadows and play of the light.
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Carcassonne is the "Cité", this very famous and extraordinary architectural monument, unique in Europe, this miracle of stones on a hill, looming over the surrounding vineyards of Minervois or Carcassès, the Black Mountain or the sinuous outlines of the Corbières with towers and ramparts that are centuries old....
An impressive and amazing visit...!
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I'm still undecided about this image - does the tree restrict the view or does it provide depth and a sense of scale? I love the way mist simplifies the landscape down to key features. This tree is very distinctive and can be seen clearly when travelling northbound towards Junction 25 on the M1.
NKP 426 advances forward across the White River with a caboose hop. The Noblesville City Hall towers over the train on this hot summer day.
Snowy Southwest Corridor Park with looming Back Bay Skyline. Back Bay / South End, Boston.
(not to be confused with loomer)
SUNSET ~ Shelf-Cloud ~ Florida Everglades
Palm Beach County, Florida U.S.A. - 6/23/20
I'm going to stay on this 'great-night' for a while, if you don't
mind. I got far too many 'great-keepers' to let them pass and
get buried in the archives. It was the best night of the year
(so far) with its amazing sunset/weather-phenomena and the
shelf-cloud. Only the second shelf-cloud I've ever seen in South
Florida. So bear with me for a little while, and thanks for looking.
*[left-double-click for a closer-look]
*["We're not in Kansas anymore, Toto!" LOL]
*[Honestly, it was 'other-worldly' to shoot-this!]
"Call me Ishmael...."
Like Ishmael, having nothing particular to interest me on shore, I thought I would also sail about a little and see the watery part of the world.
After leaving Vancouver we sailed for 36 hours through straits of gun metal blue and gray. I prowled the deck on the aft of the boat hurrying from side to side in order to not miss a thing. After breakfast on the first morn I spied this lovely little scene nestled on a small hump of land. Behind the quaint buildings heavily forested mountains, as big and lonely as a forgotten widow, spilled away from the shore. The air was moist and salty and I thought it would be lovely to be a simple sailor spending my days being pushed along by a soft wind on a mirror-like sea. But like the inhabitants of this water world I was soon to learn that expectations are the dreams of a fool.
Somewhere on the Inner Passage, Alaska
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