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Most of my shots are taken in and around the city of Molde, in Møre og Romsdal county, Norway.
This one was from Moldesentrum
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While most of the northern states, and Canadian Provinces have already had their first snowfall of the year, the coastal region of BC has been blessed with positive temperatures and near constant rainfall instead. In spite of this, I set off this past weekend to shoot the Fraser Canyon. Train activity was quite slow for a Saturday morning, so I was forced to pivot from my plan to stay on the 'CP' side of the canyon, and instead go wherever the traffic was moving.
After hearing that I would have an extended drought of eastbounds running up the Cascade Sub, I headed over to the Yale Sub to wait for the next westbound departing Boston Bar. A new location that was on my list, was on the east side of the Chapman's Bar Tunnel. Credit for figuring out this location goes to Ryan A, who shot a great scene here a week prior. (Thanks Ryan!)
Above CN M311 winds its way through the curves between Komo and Chapmans, held to restricted speed on account of a slide fence under repair.
Most of my pictures are taken in and around the city of Molde, witch is the capital of Møre og Romsdal, in the country of Norway
This one was taken in the city of Molde.
The city is located along the Moldefjorden and the river Molde. The city is the largest urban and commercial centre of the Romsdal region as well as the administrative centre of Molde Municipality and of Møre og Romsdal county.
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Most of my pictures are taken in and around the city of Molde, in Møre og Romsdal county, Norway.
This one was taken at the Rose Garden on roof of Molde Town Hall.
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Mink.
A sleek bodied animal with lustrous chocolate brown to black fur with white spottings on the chin and throat. They have a long and somewhat bushy tail. Male is larger than the female. They weigh between 1 1/2 to 3 1/2 pounds.
They inhabit areas along rivers, creeks, lakes, ponds and marshes.
They range from most of the US and Canada except for the southwestern US areas of southern California, southern and central Utah, souther New Mexico and western Texas.
Lake Erie Metropark, Monroe County, Michigan.
Most of my pictures are taken in and around the city of Molde, witch is the capital of Møre og Romsdal, in the country of Norway
This one was taken in the city of Molde.
The city is located along the Moldefjorden and the river Molde. The city is the largest urban and commercial centre of the Romsdal region as well as the administrative centre of Molde Municipality and of Møre og Romsdal county.
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Most British robins are sedentary, defending their territories year-round, with many females also establishing their own winter territories.
However, a handful head south to winter on the Continent, joining other robins passing through in the autumn on their way from Scandinavia and northern continental Europe
When food is more readily available during the summer, robins are more likely to forage out of sight in the woods rather than coming to your bird table in the garden.
Most nights a man comes alone with his folding chair and his pipe. He walks to the end of the dock even if people are out there fishing, He unfolds his chair, lights his pioe and watches the end of the day. He is an older gentleman, kind as can be and always has a little chuckle at the end of his sentenance. I am not saying he is Santa... But I didn't see him Christmas Eve.
Most of my Scotland shots are records this year, but the conditions were so picturesque it was hard not to take photos...here's a pano from the side of Kyle Rhea with Skye on the left separated from the mainland by the narrow stretch of water at the Kylerhea ferry. Glenelg is on the right. A passing snow shower livening up the sky.
Many trees have been felled along this stretch and that's opened up some great views.
Most mornings I'm standing in the dark somewhere, camera/tripod by my side taking pictures in the dark. Four images stitched together.
Thanks for looking.
Like most photographers, I also fashion myself as somewhat of an amateur weather watcher, as weather drives a lot of the decisions I make about where to go, and when, and what to photograph. Yesterday was a bitterly cold day in Strasburg, Pennsylvania as the Norfolk and Western 475 was in charge of passengers duties. In the glint of the late afternoon winter sun, the train is seen here thundering through Ebenshade. The 15 degree temperatures made for an unbelievable plume, and the crystal clear day free of clouds was some of the best shooting conditions I have had in a very long time.
At this sight, the title of the book about the famous painter Giovanni Segantini, who lived here in the Engadin for many years, immediately came to mind. In this area at 1800 metres above sea level, the air is purer, the light is different, more intense, it's hard to explain. But I always experience an incredible feeling of happiness here...
This picture was taken on 3 February 2024, at the end of the day at Lake Sils. I had photographed on the frozen lake until I had practically no light left. A tripod would have been helpful... As I walked back to the village, I turned round one last time - and saw this view. Despite the darkness, I took a picture because it was the most beautiful I saw.
ISO 12800, 35mm F2.8, 1/8 s, Canon R5
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Das Schönste, was ich sah...
Bei diesem Anblick kam mir sofort der Titel des Buches über den berühmten Maler Giovanni Segantini in den Sinn, der hier im Engadin viele Jahre gelebt hatte. In dieser Gegend auf 1800 m ist die Luft reiner, das Licht ist anders, intensiver, es ist schwer zu erklären. Aber ich erlebe hier jedesmal ein unglaubliches Glücksgefühl...
Dieses Bild entstand am 3. Februar 2024, am Ende des Tages am Silsersee. Ich hatte am gefrorenen See fotografiert, bis ich praktisch kein Licht mehr hatte. Ein Stativ wäre hilfreich gewesen... Als ich zum Dorf zurück spazierte, habe ich mich ein letztes Mal umgedreht - und diese Sicht erblickt. Trotz Dunkelheit habe ich ein Bild gemacht, denn es war das Schönste, was ich sah.
I’m sure most of you know the Norwegian fairy tale about the three billy goats Gruff. Very briefly, there were three billy goat brothers who wanted to cross a bridge to eat the grass on the other side. There was the baby goat, the middle sized goat and the big billy goat. The problem was that there was a troll who lived under the the bridge and wouldn’t let anyone pass. The baby crossed first and the troll said, “Who is tramping across my bridge? I am going to eat you up,” The baby goat said, “wait for my brother to cross. He is much bigger than I.” This was repeated with the middle sized goat. At last big billy goat Gruff went tramping across the bridge and out came the troll and attacked the big goat. Big billy goat Gruff head butted him and tossed him into the river where he sank like lead and was never seen again. The three brothers lived happily in the meadow beyond.
I relate this story because every year on the anniversary of the troll’s death these billy goats re-enact the story. You can see Big Billy Goat Gruff protecting the bridge from the troll. Yes he is lying down on the job, but the troll hasn’t shown up yet (something about the costume not fitting). The white goat plays medium sized billy goat Gruff and the baby is in the foreground. I go to this re-enactment every year. It is really quite well done for an amateur production. HFF
because I wasn’t interested in anything other than taking pictures and developing them in my darkroom :-)
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camellia, 'Shishi Gashira', j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
The most widely recognized landmark in Arches National Park in Utah, USA. A 'must-do hike' from the parking lot, it is the most photographed arch in the world. The original photo was one of my first submissions to Flickr (also in this Photostream). This version was taken with a Nikon F, 50mm -f1.4 Nikkor lens using Kodachrome ASA 25, about one hour before sunset. This version was processes using several modules of Topaz plug-ins. '89 DELICATE ARCH, UTAH USA
Most of my pics of the Sawtooth lakes are from my favorite: Little Redfish Lake, which I posted yesterday.
Here's a shot of the much larger lake, with the Grand Mogul capturing first light on a clear day.
The lake is named for the brilliant sockeye salmon that once returned from the Pacific Ocean in such massive quantities that the lake shimmered red during spawning season. Currently, only a small percentage of the wild sockeye succeed in making through the several hydroelectric dams along their route back to the lake to spawn. Efforts continue to enhance their chances for more salmon to return here.
Redfish Lake is at the headwaters of the Salmon River, whose waters flow north to meet the Snake River and continue to the Columbia River and the Pacific Ocean.
Enjoy a wonderful Sunday!
For most of its length the River Tamar marks the boundary between Cornwall on this side and Devon on the other. There was once a ferry here that took people (and then cars) across the river from Saltash to St Budeaux on the outskirts of Plymouth, but this was replaced by the large suspension bridge (out of shot to the left) in the early 1960s. Saltash was developed by the Normans and at one time was the only franchised seaport between Dartmouth and Fowey, long before Plymouth became established.
Probably the most classic ex-Pere Marquette cantilever signal bridge shot along the Lake State is the shot at MP 30.8, South McGrew, on the northeast side of Flint. The CSX local from Flint to Port Huron has just left Lake State's Coldwater Yard in Flint. The job will run couple miles over the LSRC to the connection track to the CN. Then the crew will run over the CN Flint Sub from Belsay (MP 273) to Tappen (MP332) to access the CSXT Pt. Huron Sub. The Port Huron Sub is about 15 miles of old trackage along the St. Clair River. I'll take the nice set of 40's as they pass under these classic signals.
The most famous image is Saint George (Yuri), who defeated the devil.
In Ukrainian tradition, Saint George was the patron saint of Rus', Kyiv region, Galicia, Volodymyr, Lviv, Kyiv region, Bila Tserkva, the Cossacks, the Ukrainian army, etc. One of the largest Ukrainian churches, the Cathedral of Saint George in Lviv, is named in honor of the saint. The feast day is April 23 (May 6 according to the Gregorian calendar).
Мозаїка «Юрій (Георгій) Змієборець» біля переходу до станції метро «Театральна» з станції метро «Золоті Ворота».
По обидві сторони від святого Георгія у медальйонах стилізовані образи Симаргла - крилатої собаки - божество пантеону Київської Русі, одне з шести божеств, ідоли яких були встановлені в Києві за князя Володимира у 980 році.
Погляд від ескалаторів в бік середньої зали станції.
Художник Корінь Григорій Ількович (1935 - 1998). Київ.
Найвідоміший образ - Святий Георгій (Юрій), який переміг диявола. На жаль, це deepfake - диявол причаївся у кожному з нас.
Юрій (Георгій) Змієборець Юрій (Георгій) Переможець або святий Ю́рій (Георгій) — римський воїн з Каппадокії часів імператора Діоклетіана, християнський мученик і святий. Син грецької родини — римського офіцера Гіротонія та його дружини християнки Поліхронії. Був гвардійцем та сподвижником римського імператора Діоклетіана. Під час гонінь на християн втратив усі посади. Мужньо прийняв смерть, відмовившись зректися своєї віри в Ісуса Христа. У середньовічній «Золотій легенді» постає як еталон лицаря, переможець дракона. У європейському живописі зображувався у вигляді воїна-вершника, зазвичай хрестоносця, що вбиває змія списом.
Церква вшановує святого великомученика Юрія (Георгія) як переможця зла, неправди та людської люті. В іконографії він часто зображується вершником, який списом вражає змія. Це символізує його перемогу над дияволом.
Непохитна віра і мужність святого Юрія виявилися в тому, що мучителі не змогли примусити його зректися християнства. Тому цього святого часто називають Юрієм Переможцем або Георгієм Побідоносцем.
В українській традиції святий Юрій був патроном Русі, Київщини, Галичини, Володимира, Львова, Київської області, Білої Церкви, козацтва, українського війська тощо. На честь святого названий один з найбільших українських храмів — Собор святого Юра у Львові. День вшанування — 23 квітня (6 травня за григоріанським календарем).
There are so many words to describe Vernazza, Italy. Yet still I struggle to find the right fit for what you will see and feel around this town.
It is no ordinary town and when you are there, you seem to step into a bubble of time. So I'll just tell you a bit of my experience while there.
To get to the spot where this photograph was taken, I climbed high into the hills towards Manarola, the last town of Cinque Terre (The Five Lands) to look back on Vernazza, the fourth in an chain of five fishing towns
Each step higher brings a different view, but for me this opening between the trees provides the best. Perhaps this is the iconic view when we think of Vernazza but as always, when you stand there in the hills, it is so much more breathtaking than a photograph can share.
This is where you can see where the original fishing village was founded over 1000 years ago and grew into the current town. Here you can see the incredible colours of the buildings and the turquoise harbour and the terraced landscape that climbs up, up and away.
So I came to check it out, find the view and bring it home.
While there, we stayed at the far pink building to the left of the fort because it offered a spectacular view. But as anyone knows about views in the hill towns of Italy, there is always a steep climb and ... no elevators.
Not only were there 637 steps to get to our apartment, but then we had to carry out luggage up a narrow spiral staircase that was built for one slender person and a handbag ... we don't carry handbags :)
Still, it is a part of the adventure... but when you need to go up to get a shawl in the middle of dinner ... I'm sure I heard the stairs seem to chuckle a bit louder :)
One of the interesting sidenotes to our journey was a Scheduled Strike for 24 hours by one of the Train Unions. It was booked in advance, started on time and ended exactly on time. So for 1 day, there were no visitors unless they walked from one of the other villages.
So by some random event out of time, we had the town to ourselves.
Another point of wonder is that it is about a 45 minute walk between each town, cars can take an hour or more to climb up and down the hills but the trains ... go through the mountains and the journey is about 3 minutes between each town.
I also learned that when the waiter recommends to order "the special" instead ... we should take him up on the offer ... a lesson I follow to this day :)
Although this view of Vernazza is well known, I still find it remarkable that such a beautiful town even exists. Is it the most beautiful town in the world? You be the judge :)
This was probably the most challenging landscape image I made on my recent break at West Bay in Dorset. The wind was howling and rain spots were constantly coating my ND grad. I sort of shielded my camera with my body to try and minimise the rain spots, but inevitably I had to remove some of them in post processing. Sunsets were very limited in their appearances throughout the week and this session was typical of how things were panning out; there was just a tantalising glimpse of orange along the horizon, but it didn't really develop beyond a teasing strip!
Most of the swallows here nest in the barns and sheds down the lane. But every year one pair set up nest in my neighbours garage. So for the duration of the summer he leaves his car outside. These are shot from outside the door, remembering that it is an offence to intrude on a nest. Yesterday morning they were all in the nest. Yesterday afternoon one was out on the beam beside the nest. This morning still only one out but he has moved across the garage. Hopefully the next move will be our clothes line. Really pleased to see this lot as this is the first year they have produced a second brood.
~ Dong Kingman
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Most of the Rough-legged Hawks are skittish. The moment I slowed down my car they took off...
From my archive. East of Edmonton. Sunny afternoon. Heavily cropped.
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With most responsibilities taken care of today, we should be happy. “Another Day Departs” making room for new plans, dreams and accomplishments. We will view the new Sunrise like a fresh hot cup of coffee or tea. Sadly, the Fall days seem to pass too quickly. When we witness beauty such as this, we can eagerly look forward to a colorful Sunrise full of the promise of peace. Be assured, Gratitude and Kindness will accompany the Sunrise.
White-Tailed Deer (female).
From between 27 to 45 inches tall and 6 to 7 feet long and weighing 150-310 pounds (male) and 90 to 211 pounds (female). Tan or reddish brown in summer and grayish brown in winter. Belly, throat, nose band, eye ring and inside of ears are white. Tail brown and edged with white above often with a dark stripe down the center and white below. Black spots on side of chin. Buck's antlers can spread to 3 feet. Does rarely have antlers. Fawns are spotted.
The White-Tailed Deer inhabits farmlands, brushy areas, woods, suburbs and gardens.
They range throughtout the southern half of the southern tier of Canadian provinces and through most of the United States except for the Southwest.
Kensington Metropark, Livingston County, Michigan.
The Dyavolski most or Devil's bridge is an arched stone bridge built by the Ottomans at river Arda in the Rhodopes mountain near Ardino, Bulgaria.
Дяволският мост е каменен мост над река Арда в Родопите, близо до Ардино.
Most of you know by now how I love 'playing' with light, a never ending beautiful challenge, food for my creative soul, which I so desperately need at the moment...
Each flower or object, most definitely people, seem to have a different 'personality' which I'm trying to capture.
Alstroemeria, the genus named after the Swedish baron Alströmer who brought them back from a trip to South America in 1753.
Also called the Peruvian Lily or Inca Lily, is a South American genus of about 50 species of flowering plants.
The flower, which resembles a miniature lily, is very popular for bouquets and flower arrangements in the commercial cut flower trade.
They have a vase life of about two weeks.
With love to you and thank you for ALL your faves and comments, M, (* _ *)
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How you may ask, can something be "most natural"?
Well, they say "Nature abhors a straight line." I dare you to find a straight line in this gnarly old oak.
From my Wild and Weathered Wood collection.
Mountain View, California.
Most of my photos of perched Cuckoos this year have been rather distant so here's another flight shot. When frozen in a photograph they can look rather like a bird of prey but their flight is so weak you would be unlikely to confuse it in real life. And soon after this one perched a Sparrowhawk dived at it and I'm sure it was thinking food rather than mate, so I don't think it was fooled either. Cuckoos are here for such a short time as they are not tied down with the business of rearing young so set off back to Africa just a couple of months after they have arrived. The youngsters reared by other birds set off in August or early September and find their sub-Saharan wintering grounds by instinct.
Most of my photographs are taken in and around the city of Molde, in Møre og Romsdal county, Norway.
This was taken at the "Chateauet" in the city
"Ligularia sibirica is the type species for the genus Ligularia. It is a 0.3-1.3 m tall perennial herbaceous plant, native to fens and damp grassy meadows in Siberia, Central and Eastern Europe. "
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January.
January gets a bad rap. Yeah.... the holidays that most people look forward to are over... the next paid holiday (at least in my world) is Memorial Day! Most of us have eaten our way through the holidays and have now made ridiculous resolutions about losing weight, exercising and getting healthy... along with numerous other resolutions that rarely survive the first month of the year. It's cold. It's dark.... it's dark when we get up and dark when we get out of work. It's like an endless Monday.... (well, for most people... I, personally love Mondays, so that's not really how I feel!) ... 31 days straight of
Mondays for everyone else. And speaking of Mondays... and survival... here's another fun fact (almost as fun as the one about owls eating the heads off of pheasants).... The third Monday of January is regarded as the most depressing day of the year. It actually has the highest suicide rate of any other day of the year. Yup.... did you know that? And it's coming.... I'm going to survive Monday... because, hey! it's my favorite day of the week... now, Tuesday... that's another story altogether.
Anyway.... there are good things about January. It's a "catch up" month. We get to do things that we didn't have time to do because we were prepping for the holidays. It's dark... so we get to come home from work and put pajamas on at 7:00 (some of us are even asleep by 7:30!!) So, we get to catch up on sleep. It's cold... so we get to use wool.... wool blankets, wool scarves, wool sweaters, wool fingerless gloves. I love wool. Oh...and we get to wear many layers... which hide the extra pounds that have been added due to all of the chocolate covered goodies that appeared in the kitchen at work during all of December. It's cold and dark... so it gives us an excuse to curl up under blankets, with a good book, and go to sleep early. And if there's something you are supposed to do, that you don't want to.... you can pray for snow to get out of it... or just use the excuse... it's too cold. And if you do go out, like when I go to Waterloo Village every day...you have the place all to yourself (because it's cold... and it's dark!!) ... but having the place all to myself... PERFECT!! Just the way I like it! There... don't you feel better already? Yeah, I have no problem with January, and it's almost over anyway (although I have several other things to whine and complain about that aren't even close to being over... ugh)
Not the most detailed shot, but still I chose this one to end this series of American Avocets for two reasons. First I think the flying away symbolizes the end, and secondly it is a stepping stone to the next set of shots I will post that were taken the same evening under some really great light.
Earlier when I saw that the light may be nice, I quickly headed to Elk Island in hopes of getting a particular shot that I had imagined. The image that I was going to try to get would have been a backlit shot looking into the sun in order to get a silhouette type shot with rim lighting accentuating an outline of their graceful curves. Not asking for too much, eh? Well it never happened. The beach still had many visitors and there were only two Avocets, both of which were packing it in for the night and flew away upon my arrival near the beach allowing me only a couple of quick unprepared shots, this being the best of them. I hung around a short while thinking they may return, but they didn't, likely leaving to join the rest of their friends who were no where in sight.
Not the magical image I had imagined, but all in all I am still quite happy with it, plus the outing furnished me with a bunch of other shots that I am thrilled with. So often the case, plan for one thing and come home with something completely different.
Most often my method is a simple attention to God combined with a general sense of hunger for God. I find myself often attached to God with the great sweetness and delight of an infant at the mother's breast. I hesitate to use the expression, but the inexpressible sweetness which I taste and experience there is as if I were at the bosom of God at all times. Sometimes my thoughts wander away from God by necessity or infirmity. But soon an inner desire brings me back to God. This inward yearning is so delightful and delicious that I am ashamed to describe it.
-The Practice of the Presence of God In Modern English, Brother Lawrence Translated into Modern English by Marshall Davis
Spirobranchus giganteus is similar to most tube-building polychaetes. It has a tubular, segmented body of an approximate length of 3.8 cm (1.5 in) covered with chaetae, small appendages that aid the worm's mobility. Because it does not move outside its tube, this worm does not have any specialized appendages for movement or swimming.
The worms' most distinct features are two "crowns" shaped like Christmas trees. These are highly modified prostomial palps, which are specialized mouth appendages. Each spiral is composed of feather-like tentacles called radioles, which are heavily ciliated and cause any prey trapped in them to be transported to the worm's mouth. While they are primarily feeding structures, S. giganteus also uses its radioles for respiration; hence, the structures commonly are called "gills".
One major difference between Christmas tree worms and the closely related Sabellida fan worms is that the latter do not have any specialized body structures to plug their tube holes when they withdraw into them. S. giganteus, like other members of its family, possesses a modified radiole, usually called the operculum, that it uses to secure its hole when withdrawn into its tube.
As an annelid, S. giganteus possesses a complete digestive system and has a well-developed closed circulatory system. Like other annelids, these worms possess well-developed nervous systems with a central brain and many supporting ganglia, including pedal ganglia, unique to the Polychaeta. Like other polychaetes, S. giganteus excretes with fully developed nephridia. When they reproduce, they simply shed their gametes straight into the water where the eggs and spermatozoa become part of the zooplankton to be carried by the currents. (Wikipedia) Nuweiba, Golf of Aqaba, Egypt.
I presepi sull'acqua rappresentano una delle tradizioni natalizie più suggestive di Comacchio (Ferrara).
Durante il periodo natalizio, gli angoli più caratteristici del centro storico si trasformano in un vero e proprio palcoscenico per presepi di realizzazione artigianale.
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Nativity scenes on the water represent one of the most evocative Christmas traditions of Comacchio, an italian town characterized by the presence of canals and bridges that makes it look like Venice.
During the Christmas period, the most characteristic corners of the historic center are transformed into a real stage for handcrafted nativity scenes
Rabbits are some of the most adored and benevolent creatures to grace our back yards and meadows. Their long, pink ears, powerful hind legs, black button noses, and cotton tails give them their distinctive, cuddly appearance and have made them the subject of childhood fables over the course of several centuries.
During warmer seasons, rabbits will eat weeds, grasses, clover, wildflowers, and flower and vegetable plants. When the weather turns cold, rabbits will munch on twigs, buds, bark, conifer needles, and any remaining green plants.
Rabbits are famous for their ability to reproduce. They can have several litters of four to seven kits a year. However, rabbits will naturally have fewer litters or will have litters with fewer kits when food or water is scarce. Wild rabbits have relatively short life spans (typically, less than two years), but they mature quickly and have short (30-day) gestation periods. Their mortality is based on food availability, predator presence, and weather stability.
Rabbits are born hairless, blind, and helpless. Mother rabbits leave newborns in their nests, visiting them only at dusk and at dawn to avoid drawing the attention of predators.
1960 Morris Minor 1000 Series III Pick-Up
^)(^ SORRY: I have to "slow down" (probably fewer photos, fewer input in groups, fewer comments and slower responses, etc.) for the next coming weeks, because we renovate our house ♫♪
I am very sorry about possible inconveniences ...
a two-shot stitch together throwback from 2015.
Also known as the Bridge of the Slovak Uprising ( Most Slovenského národného povstania), or simply the UFO bridge, it was built in the late 60's, completed and opened in 1972.
The top of the tower houses an observation deck and a restaurant.
It's taken me this long to try again at joining the two shots together.