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GRG26/5/4 Photographic Portraits of South Australian Soldiers, Sailors and Nurses who took part in World War One
Number 2142 BONYTHON Kenneth Morgan
Lance Corporal 43rd Battalion
Place of birth: Summertown
Residence: Summertown
SRSA ref: GRG26/5/4/2142
The pilot was killed in a crash today. 6-2-2016
Tail number six was the last to emerge, they flew by, four, five, six in that order.
I had watched the Blue Angels perform their practice routine onFriday and I had gotten enough pictures that day to satisfy but this day the sky was incredible as the weather was being very usual for Seattle. There were sporadic thunder and hail storms all day. There were thunderheads and squalls and great billowy cumulus clouds everywhere. Although I'm sure the air was turbulent for the flyers it made for a wonderful sky and I thought it would be worth the wait. And so I was outside with my Nikon just in case.
On this day they flew in a different patch of the sky as they performed the real show over Lake Washington and for the half hour of their routine I could hear them but not see much of anything. When I did see them they were too far away to bother with.
At the very end of their routine I heard them coming as the roaring engines got louder and louder. One never knows where above the tree line they will appear. There is only a general idea but the sound is so loud and they fly so fast it's a guessing game. This time I guessed wrong.
My camera was pointed towards a patch of sky where I had missed a perfectly framed shot the day before. I was really hoping they would appear in that same spot again today. Instead when the roar the engines were at their loudest I realized they were directly above me and I looked up to see four of them in formation diving directly at me on the top of hill. I saw them in this formation only for a fraction of a second, they were too close to get all them in frame. Literally they were coming right at me. They were so close I could see the pilots, and suddenly they split off like a reverse lily, leveling off or climbing in four slightly different directions. I followed the closest one as it looped up and climbed steeply. I could hear the others and see them in the corners of my as they spread out all around me. It was awesome. Suddenly the jets I had lost track of began to appear to the east of me. They were low and fast as they emerged one at time from the other side of my Poplar tree and over the orchard that is in jungle on the other side of my fence. They arrived with enough time between them to follow each one across the sky before the next appeared.
One of my favourite doors in Lancaster, the rainbow has deteriorated yet further.
Forgot to change the iso again down from inside 800 setting and left the lens selection on manual it was the 28mm Asph Summicron V1 , this why the Sony and Fuji menus kill me I have enough trouble with the reduced number of Leica settings. That's why it is 1/4000th and I had to pull recovery in post as well, goodness knows how it slipped to f2 as well, not my day. Amazing I could still get an image that was reasonable.
It had been four score and seven years since I last heard from the Bride, or in laymen terms, one week. Her sultry voice flowed through the phone caressing my ear, I need your help, she said. She married again. Lincoln, Abraham Lincoln was his name and he went missing on there wedding night.
It was three in the morning and she needed me now. She paid good so I didn't hesitate. I got dressed and went down to the car. I chain smoked across town and came up to her house and parked across the street. The house was White. And big. Very big.
I knocked on the front door, the sound echoing across the night. she answered. Those pale blue pouty lips and bloodless pallor got me every time. She was a Femme Fatale and I was in love.
I asked her, what about Lincoln made her fall in love, she said his hat, his stove top hat. I asked if she had the hat, maybe there was a clue. She said no, it blew off his head on there wedding night from a big gust of wind. I asked for a recent photo of this Honest Abe so I could ask around town if anyone had seen him. She handed me a photo. I stared at it for a moment then asked her when it was taken. She hesitated then said, Right after he died.
It looks as if Lincoln was murdered and I told her so. There's a person standing in the shadows in the background of the photo, cold, dark and too blurry for me to I.D. properly. This was going to be a tough one to crack, if I could crack it. I asked for payment up front, then set out to solve this unsolvable case.
View while looking over your shoulder for a cold, dark and too blurry of character standing in the shadows.
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Number One York Quay Shuttle 2013 Blue Bird TX3 (352 3BH) seen on Green Route on College Street near Elizabeth Street in Toronto.
GRG26/5/4 Photographic Portraits of South Australian Soldiers, Sailors and Nurses who took part in World War One
Number 2176 PARSONS William Gordon
10th Battalion, 48th Battalion
Place of birth: Johnburgh
Residence: Morchard
Killed in Action
SRSA ref: GRG26/5/4/2176
When a friend and colleague, upon being celebrated for her retirement after many years of good works, exclaimed, "I won't be joining no choir. And I won't become a birder!" I stayed quiet.
As much as I might have liked singing before the age of twelve, sixty years later I don't think I'd be much into it.
But I was already becoming a birder.
And I've continued. I started a Kitchen-Window Bird List a year or two ago and every day I look out the window thinking there may be another to add to the List.
This morning, in my eighth year of retirement, and in my growing birderocity ("dotage" you ask?) (and still no choir), I saw a new bird, bringing that Kitchen-Window List to 49.
I wasn't sure what it was, and it stayed well under a minute so I only barely got a photo. But I did get a rough one -- and sufficient for Better-Birders-Than-I to corroborate my guess: a Pine warbler.
Number 82, an Empire EVO entered by Gary Warren, seen on the hill at Doune Hill Climb and MG Show, September 2023.
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writing 2010 doesn't feel natural, would you agree? i was thinking about y2k last night, and its wierd how well i remember it, everyone kicked up such a fuss, silly really :) tell me your resolutions, i need some less lamo ones.
EXPLORED yeah. Highest position: 237 on Friday, January 8, 2010
GRG26/5/4 Photographic Portraits of South Australian Soldiers, Sailors and Nurses who took part in World War One
Number 2027 CLIFT, Clarence Alfred
50th Battalion
Place of birth: Jamestown
Residence: Jamestown
SRSA ref: GRG26/5/4/2027
the digital essence of a kiwi fruit
for 123 pictures in 2023: number 70. Number/s
Stiff Little Fingers - Nobody's Hero
Fotografia 2° Classificata al Mini-Contest "La preferita della settimana" su: BASTA GUARDIAMOLE E COMMENTIAMOLE PER DAVVERO STE' FOTO!
ČD (České Dráhy a.s. - Czech Railways) four-wheel railcar 809 057-3 (with the European Vehicle Number CZ-ČD 95 54 5 809 057-3) stands at Hustopeče u Brna, having arrived as 18.03 from Šakvice (train Os14629); it would depart back to Šakvice as train Os14630 at 18.43.
The driver can be seen entering the station building to carry out the necessary operational duties, while my travelling companion is examining the departures poster. This short, single-track branch line with a journey time of ten minutes has no intermediate stations and no staff at the terminus. The train was a true one-person operation, with the driver also checking and selling tickets before the train set off from each end (although on this run there were two plain-clothed ticket inspectors) as well as dealing with signalling matters at this end. The train had arrived with only five normal passengers (plus the two of us), and we were the only passengers on the return. However, the 19.03 from Šakvice had fourteen passengers on board.
I was staying in Brno as part of a European trip lasting fourteen days, planned around the Branch Line Society three-day "Silesian Explorer" based in Klagenfurt in Austria. I travelled out and back by Eurostar to Brussels, so setting foot in Belgium, Germany (overnight in Frankfurt am Main), Austria (Klagenfurt for four nights), Italy, Austria again (Innsbruck for one night then Vienna for one night), Slovakia, the Czech Republic (Brno for two nights), Germany again (Parchim for two nights, Hamburg for one night and Köln for one night) and finally Belgium again - six countries, plus travelling through France without alighting from the train.
The reason for staying in Brno was that for the whole of the December 2018 to December 2019 timetable period Brno hlavní nádraží (main station) was not available as a through route, and many trains were taking alternative and, in some cases, normally non-passenger routes - details of that, and today's itinerary, can be found in the caption to this photo. This branch was the last required track of the day, and we only did it because it was less than half an hour away from Brno.
This design of four-wheel railbus, found across the Czech Republic, Slovakia and Hungary are sometimes called "wheelie bins", but also also known by their Hungarian classification of "Bzmot".
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Today is my 30th birthday.
At first it seemed rather daunting to turn 30, but the idea is growing on me.
I have lots and lots and lots to be thankful for!
GRG26/5/4 Photographic Portraits of South Australian Soldiers, Sailors and Nurses who took part in World War One
Number 1145 SMART, Allan
32nd Battalion, Light Horse Regiment
Place of birth: Koolunga Residence: Red Hills
SRSA ref: GRG26/5/4/1145
Line number 1 of the Paris metro, was inaugurated in 1900 for the Universal Exhibition.
The station "Gare de Lyon", is one of the busiest of the metro network. It is highlighted through the yellow painting who unveiled the beautiful cast-iron columns supporting the ceiling and riveted steel beams that form the infrastructure.
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La ligne de métro numéro 1 a été inaugurée en 1900 pour l'Exposition Universelle.
La Station "Gare de Lyon", l'une des plus fréquentée du réseau métropolitain, a mis en valeur, grâce à la peinture jaune qui les habillent, les superbes colonnes de fonte qui supportent le plafond et les poutrelles d'acier rivétes qui forment l'armature.