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I couldn’t help noticing the strange patterns that developed in the soapy solution when cleaning this frying pan! The pan had been used to fry mushrooms and some detergent and hot water added before washing thoroughly later. When we came back to complete the washing up, these marvellous patterns had formed, not bubbles at all but a sort of milky material. Never seen them before but couldn’t help capturing them for posterity as they were so strange.
The inscription reads: "Erasmus, Bishop of Płock, erected [this] to his God for the benefit of posterity in the year 1505."
"Freedom is never more than one generation away from extinction.
We didn't pass it to our children in the bloodstream.
It must be fought for, protected, and handed on for them to do the same, or one day we will spend our sunset years telling our children and our children's children what it was once like in the United States where men were free."
Ronald Reagin
Listen to a Veterans Day speech that President Reagin gave..........
If ye love wealth better than liberty, the tranquility of servitude than the animating contest of freedom, go from us in peace.
We ask not your counsels or arms. Crouch down and lick the hands, which feed you.
May your chains sit lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that ye were our countrymen!" —
Samuel Adams (1777)
DARKLOVE. Sleeping version.
Between dreams we took this photo for posterity. Its delicate beauty consists in taking the arms of Morpheus (me in this case) without any objection or consideration. I hope she like when wakes up.
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All models you see in the photo are availables in cVR.
As the small farms disappear across the prairie landscape, so disappears the historic buildings which depict the life of the early settlers. They used the raw materials that were on hand to construct buildings such as this barn from the field stones or "erratics" left by the retreating glaciers and who knows where the materials came for the roofs.
Many are still around such as this one near Killam, Alberta, Canada and should be recorded for future generations to enjoy.
There are many talented photographers out there who should make a point of recording these iconic locations and structures then sharing them with the rest of the digital world for posterity.
20 October, 2019.
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Abnormality 'Beyond' opens on Nov 7th.
Suit, buits, gloves : [VOZ] Dreamspace. Soon at Abnormality
Antennae : [Bykee] Bubbly Bops Antennae. Soon at Abnormality
UFO companions : :[McTiddies]: - UFO Companion. Soon at Abnormality
Bubblemaker and hold pose : ((Krature)) - Bubble Wand. Soon at Abnormality
Hair : Wasabi // Butterscotch Hair.
Eyeshadow : Faeble EvoX - Posterity 20 Soon at Abnormality
Eyes : [T] // Horizon Eyes : Cyan Soon at Abnormality
Decor :
Acid Rayne - Awesome Alien Floats. Soon at Abnormality
They've been flowering for eight days and they're not much longer for this world so I thought I'd capture them for posterity as they have given me so much pleasure - tulips always do it for me.
A family of three 'whisky jacks' stops by our place every day all winter long ... sometimes for breakfast, sometimes for lunch and sometimes for dinner (and occasionally for all three). They will land on our hands and our heads to encourage us to get more food. One recently landed on my lens as I was taking a photo of some leaves ... I wish I could have had a shot of that for posterity.
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- Keefer Lake, Ontario, Canada -
Noah's Ark at Crookes, Sheffield
Explore is a funny old thing, this is not my best or favourite photo by a long shot but I do like the fact that it's a photo of the sorts of people that never usually catch a second glance - just guys who sit with other guys in a pub throughout the day. It certainly fits into that category of the everyday caught for posterity. Thanks for all the support everyone!
Música (abrir en nueva pestaña) / Music (Open link in new tab): Kyla La Grange-Rise the Dead
Un viejo y abandonado camión cisterna, vuelto a la vida por unos instantes, y así plasmado para la posteridad, merced a la magia de la fotografía.
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A breaking down and abandoned tank truck, brought to life for a brief moment, and in this way captured for posterity, thanks to the magic of photography.
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© Copyright A Pendleton 2011 Another shot taken in my back garden on my Camellia , this little fella was taking a snooze between the petals where it was nice and warm and safe, but they dont call me hawkeye for nothing and he was spotted and captured for posterity :) Thanks for stopping by, Explored April 13th, thank you for everyone and Explore for looking ............. Alan.
Out front in God's garden playing in the sprinklers -- on JULY 29, 2022? Isn't that the wrong time for this warbler in Central Florida?
Not the best shot but the others he was buried in the Simpson Stoppers having a blast. This is for ID and posterity.
Can't wait for my smart friend, Wayne, to see this and help me?
For a couple of days I had my eye on a biggish spider that set up its trap near the bins. When I finally came out to record it for posterity, it was gone, I assume on a break or perhaps setting another web nearby, I'll check and find it. Good thing is that when it returns there will be a meal waiting.
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May 1st is known as the day Amtrak was created, way back in 1971. So when I learned from diligent observers about a 50th anniversary heritage unit leading an inbound Southwest Chief on Amtrak's 51st anniversary, of course I wanted to try to catch it. After running on time for most of it's run from Los Angeles, the Chief got held up just east of Neponset, IL for some unknown reason, sitting at a dead stop out in the country for nearly an hour. The best I can figure is freight train interference, as the Mendota Sub has been a complete mess since February 2022, with trains parked on the mains trying to get into both Eola and Galesburg at opposite ends of the Mendota Sub. I mention this only to enter it into the record for posterity, as the delay actually made it easier to catch the train. Here it sails past the grain elevators in Leland, on a very cold and windy May 1st.
Without a shadow of doubt, this is a grape crop self portrait of me under a tree.
I thought the grape vines and cropped hay would make for an interesting aerial abstract, I left my car & I in for posterity & scale.
Have a good week.
This is an actual buffalo...living and walking. It is almost as if he was posing for me against the setting sun over the hill. They are awesome creatures and I am glad that we have preserved many of them for posterity.
Spain, Andalusia, Malaga
Málaga is a city of Spain in Andalusia. It lies on the Costa del Sol ("Coast of the Sun") of the Mediterranean. Its history spans about 2,800 years, making it one of the oldest continuously inhabited cities in Western Europe. According to most scholars, it was founded about 770 BC by the Phoenicians from Tyre as Malaka. From the 6th century BC the city was under the hegemony of Ancient Carthage, and from 218 BC, it was under Roman rule, economically prospering owing to garum production. In the 8th century, after a period of Visigothic and Byzantine rule, it was placed under Islamic rule. In 1487, the Crown of Castile gained control in the Granada War. The Moors left posterity the dominating presence of the Castle of Gibralfaro, which is connected to the Alcazaba, the lower fortress and royal residence. Both were built in the 11th century. The Alcazaba stands on a hill within the city.
I rarely post two consecutive photos of the same species but I did not want to keep the suspense going and leave you in the dark regarding this affair... No privacy required here. This was not photographed from a blind and I must admit, I was a little surprised by the lack of reserve demonstrated by these birds but, to answer your question (Phil included), no I did not close my eyes. We will finally have Summer weather in our neck of the woods over the next couple of days, so I hope Summer will spoil you too. Enjoy your weekend!
Moving onto the largest building, we wandered through spaces that would probably become office space. Taking the staircase to the roof we looked across to the edge of the site - was that a security camera pointing directly at us? Of course it was - well that was our dumb faces captured for posterity once again.
Telling Stories - Tracy Chapman
There is fiction in the space between
The lines on your page of memories
Write it down but it doesn't mean
You're not just telling stories
There is fiction in the space between
You and reality
You will do and say anything
To make your everyday life seem less mundane
There is fiction in the space between
You and me
There's a science fiction in the space between
You and me
A fabrication of a grand scheme
Where I am the scary monster
I eat the city and as I leave the scene
In my spaceship I am laughing
In your remembrance of your bad dream
There's no one but you standing
Leave the pity and the blame
For the ones who do not speak
You write the words to get respect and compassion
And for posterity
You write the words and make believe
There is truth in the space between
There is fiction in the space between
You and everybody
Give us all what we need
Give us one more sad sordid story
But in the fiction of the space between
Sometimes a lie is the best thing
Sometimes a lie is the best thing
Oh the best thing
Is the best thing
I spotted this derelict building and thought it would be a great grungy photo backdrop. But I didn’t get in quick enough and it’s fully fenced and mostly demolished now. Photo for posterity.
Temperance. Prudence. Courage. Justice.
The classic virtues are embodied by those who have earned the distinction to watch over the most sacred place in our country. In times of uncertainty, in times of war, in times of peace and prosperity, these young men and women remain ever vigilant, determined to achieve perfection in their duty.
None of them know who is entombed here. It is impossible to know if the unknown soldiers lived in a manner consistent with the honor bestowed upon them - it is unimportant. The tomb symbolizes the great sacrifice ordinary citizens have paid in order to secure the Blessings of our Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity.
Unfortunately, in an age of increased jingoism espoused by demagogues, this symbolism often becomes distorted. Our nation thrives not because good men and women paid the ultimate measure of devotion to its cause. That sacrifice can never be repaid, nor should it be the goal to which our youth are called to aspire.
Constitutional scholar and Professor of Law at Duke University, H. Jefferson Powell finished an essay (published in The Summer 2006 edition of The Green Bag) entitled 'Constitutional Virtues' with the following: "The Constitution requires of us that we achieve decency and humanity. In that demand it achieves authority over us, not because we the People made it, but because it makes of us a People that we ought to be."
What matters more than the symbolism of the Tomb of the Unknowns is the fact that, in every generation, principled young men and women aspire to uphold these virtues above any circumstance or outside influence surrounding them. It is in the dedication of the Sentinel, who guards the honored unknown, that the power of their sacrifice is best represented. How powerful it would be if more Americans would routinely take 21-seconds to pause, vigilantly reflect, and aspire to be more humane and decent...in other words, more perfect in our duty as citizens.
With the Providence & Worcester Railway being aquired by the G&W conglomerate, it is only a matter of time before the P&W paintscheme, in all its simplicity and spartan appearance, will be gone. So getting one good shot of a P&W train was a personal objective for me on a recent trip to Connecticut.
Mr. Tom Nanos of Northeastern Railfan Fame took good care of the out-of-towner as I was afforded the opportunity to shoot the WNOR turn in Thompson, CT. Special thanks to Tom and Steve for their insights and camaraderie.
I didn't realize it at the time, but this would end up being my last photo taken while I lived in Superior. It was one of my favorite chapter's of my life. A fitting keeper for posterity, with tough conditions shooting some really neat power around Belknap St on BNSF.
I had never, ever seen one out on this wonderful country road. Not the best shots but for posterity.
“We the People of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defense, promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity, do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of America.”
Wishing you a happy and productive celebration of No Kings Day.
Old abandoned hulk at Purton Ships Graveyard, Gloucestershire.
The ships and boats were deliberately beached, mainly in the 1950s to shore up the coastal defences and protect the Gloucester and Sharpness canal. They make a fascinating discovery against the backdrop of the Severn Estuary. Each of the 86 boats and their history have been catalogued for posterity, but are now in various states of decay.
I wanted a shot of the Opera House steps with no people; a tall order unless you're prepared to be there at 3 in the morning. My patience was rewarded, just one man on his phone, so I took the shot. Of course, I could have airbrushed him out and lost the human interest, so he's there for posterity.
Not long before my father died, I took an early morning walk down this lane near my parent's residence. It was a soft gray morning and all was peaceful in the Sonoma Valley. I took a few pictures and filed them for posterity. The other evening I found this one and the memories came flooding back.
Sonoma CA
Aus der Nierentischepoche stammt der Soester Kleinbahnhof, der gottlob nicht abgerissen, sondern unter einem wettersicheren Dach der Nachwelt erhalten wurde. Die Geschichte der Kleinbahn gib es hier.
Soest narrow gauge train station dates back to the German "kidney table era" in the 1950s and, thankfully, wasn't demolished but preserved for posterity under a weatherproof roof.
263 At Chester
A few weeks ago when I was headed up toward Proctor to look for the AAPRCO special the road took me along the old Green Mountain Railroad as I traveled up VT Route 103. I knew it was a about the time 263 usually headed down the mountain on it's trek east from Rutland and figured I'd keep my eyes and ears peeled for them. I had no idea if they had decent power and then when I heard them through the woods I couldn't see so turned around and headed back to a simple classic location.
Alas this is what showed up, a blue leaser on the point with a burned out ditch light to boot. Not much to look at this day...but at least the weather was perfect. So I grabbed this for posterity then headed on my way north and west.
Vermont Railway train 263 is at MP B13.5 on the Green Mountain Railroad's Bellows Falls Subdivision (ex Rutland) mainline crossing aptly named Depot Street and the old 1871 brick depot (built by the Vermont Central during the time period that road was leading the Rutland).
Chester, Vermont
Friday October 1, 2021
He was convinced I was trying to steal his soul. I had to convince him I was only borrowing it for a fraction of a second (1/800th of a second to be exact) to preserve it for posterity, thus giving him a type of immortality. He finally agreed, albeit with some trepidation.
San José Renaissance Fair.
Das ist ein Portrait (von MIR) zu Repräsentationszwecken.
So, wie sich alle großen Persönlichkeiten und Herrscher für die Nachwelt und das Volk verewigen lassen.
ICH hoffe, es gefällt euch auch so, wie MIR!
Euer Wolfi.
This is a portrait (of MINE) for representation purposes.
Just as all great personalities and rulers are immortalized for posterity and the people.
I hope you like it as much as I do!
Your Wolfi.
Il s'agit d'un portrait (de MOI) à des fins de représentation.
Tout comme toutes les grandes personnalités et les dirigeants sont immortalisés pour la postérité et le peuple.
J'espère qu'il vous plaira autant qu'à MOI !
Votre Wolfi.
A young Appalachian Trail thru-hiker celebrates the completion of her 2,200 mile odyssey through 14 states, beginning at Springer Mountain, Georgia, and finishing here, on the windy summit of Mount Katahdin, Maine, the northern terminus of the trail. A hiking companion captures the moment for posterity.
Who can say what other mountains she will go on to conquer over her lifetime? She is off to a very promising start.
Thank you for visiting!
Potsdam ,Germany
Potsdam Germany
Sanssouci is the former summer palace of Frederick the Great, King of Prussia, in Potsdam, near Berlin. It is often counted among the German rivals of Versailles. While Sanssouci is in the more intimate Rococo style and is far smaller than its French Baroque counterpart, it too is notable for the numerous temples and follies in the park. The palace was designed/built by Georg Wenzeslaus von Knobelsdorff between 1745 and 1747 to fulfill King Frederick's need for a private residence where he could relax away from the pomp and ceremony of the Berlin court. The palace's name emphasises this; it is a French phrase (sans souci), which translates as "without concerns", meaning "without worries" or "carefree", symbolising that the palace was a place for relaxation rather than a seat of power. The name in past times reflected a play on words, with the insertion of a comma visible between the words Sans and Souci, viz. Sans, Souci.] Kittsteiner theorizes that this could be a philosophical play on words, meaning "without, beware" or it could be some secret religious message which nobody has interpreted, left to posterity by Frederick II.
When I look at this scene, with that glorious cross of golden light projected by the rising sun, I cannot avoid a sense of awe, and the adventure of post-processing could only confirm and deepen that feeling. One could think that I could express some pride for such a work, but it would be inappropriate. Nature is the author of this wonder, and I am only an humble means to tidy it up a bit and offer its beauty to everyone would take the time to have a look. And it makes me wonder about how God sometimes reveals Himself in special moments - and we are sometimes lucky enough to be able to capture them with a camera.
At last I realized that I had this lesson by a great mentor, and I decided to tell it to those who, intrigued by the Latin title of the photo, will decide to continue reading.
"Soli Deo Gloria" is a Lutheran Latin motto meaning "Glory to God alone". Johann Sebastian Bach was a very proud man when dealing with wordly powers, but he used to put this motto at the end of his works, humbing himself in front of God. One day someone asked him how could he produce such an awful lot of great music - a provocative question, since Bach's work was on the old-fashioned side of the music of the time, to which Bach provocatively answered: "By working a lot". So he was stubborn and proud, but he was also aware that all his genius and hard work was not for his own glorification, but rather a way to induce people to perceive God, to sincerely glorifying Him. Bach made it all crystal clear in the Musical Offering BWV 1079 (1747), one of his last works and one of his very few published ones. The Musical Offering is definitely not a sacred music work, nonetheless it is a treatise about the real status of the supposed worldly glory of Man. It is formally dedicated to Frederick II the Great and is, basically, the devastating response to a humiliation that Bach had suffered at the hands of Frederick some months before. It was not simply a challenge between two quite different musical worlds, but a clash of two mutually incompatible worldviews. The Musical Offering is full of provocations and ironic remarks to the king - who, at our knowledge, was fully unresponsive to the challenge. The typical procedure is as this: while apparently celebrating the glory and greatness of the king through Latin mottoes like "Ascendenteque Modulatione ascendat Gloria Regis" (as the modulation rises, so may the King's glory), the actual music tells a vastly different story (the rising modulation, through subtle artifices, is actually perceived as descending). So, even if Frederick did not care a bit of Bach's powerful response (maybe he did not even open the luxury dedicatory copy Bach sent to him), we are left with a deep reflection about the glory and power of this world. A lesson still to be learned by the posterity.
I have obtained this picture by blending an exposure bracketing [-1.3/0/+1.3 EV] by luminosity masks in the Gimp (EXIF data, as usual, refer to the "normal" exposure shot), then I added some final touches with Nik Color Efex Pro 4. RAW files processed with Darktable 3
The Hagen Open-air Museum (LWL-Freilichtmuseum Hagen – Westfälisches Landesmuseum für Handwerk und Technik; English: "LWL Open-air Museum Hagen – Westphalian State Museum for Craft and Technics") is a museum at Hagen in the southeastern Ruhr area, North Rhine-Westphalia, Germany. It was founded, together with the Detmold Open-air Museum, in 1960, and was first opened to the public in the early 1970s. The museum is run by the Landschaftsverband Westfalen-Lippe (LWL, regional authority for Westphalia and Lippe within North Rhine-Westphalia). It lies in the Hagen neighbourhood of Selbecke south of Eilpe in the Mäckingerbach valley.
The open-air museum brings a bit of skilled-trade history into the present, and it takes a hands-on approach. On its grounds stretching for about 42 ha, not only are urban and rural trades simply "displayed" along with their workshops and tools, but in more than twenty of the nearly sixty rebuilt workshops, they are still practised, and interested visitors can, sometimes by themselves, take part in the production.
As early as the 1920s, there were efforts by a group of engineers and historical preservationists to preserve technological monuments for posterity. The initiator, Wilhelm Claas, even suggested the Mäckingerbach valley as a good place for a museum to that end. The narrow valley was chosen, as wind, water and wood were the three most important location factors for industry in the 18th and 19th centuries.
In 1960, the Westphalian Open-Air Museum was founded, and thirteen years later, the gates opened to the public. Unlike most open-air museums, which show everyday life on the farm or in the country as it was in days gone by, the Hagen Open-Air Museum puts the history of these activities in Westphalia in the fore. From the late 18th century through the early years of the Industrial Revolution to the highly industrialized society emerging in the early 20th century, the visitor can experience the development of these trades and the industry in the region.
Crafts and trades demonstrated at the Westphalian Open-Air Museum include ropemaking, smithing, brewing, baking, tanning, printing, milling, papermaking, and much more. A favourite attraction is the triphammer workshop shown in the image above. Once the hammer is engaged, a craftsman goes to work noisily forging a scythe, passing it between the hammer and the anvil underneath in a process called peening.
The Hagen Westphalian Open-Air Museum is open from March or April until October.
The kid is looking just a bit happier in this shot than the one I took previously. Maybe it's because he was doing okay (see www.flickr.com/photos/sophiethesax/52566467326/in/photost... ) or maybe it's macho/British stiff upper lip, You can see the first shot here -(flickr.com/photos/sophiethesax/52561088543/in/dateposted/ )
Taken between rounds of his boxing/MMA fight, here the cornerman in the ring gives the lad words of encouragement and a sip of water and helps him with his mouthguard, while his Dad takes some video for posterity.
New edit for Dec 2022
Iglesia de Santa María de la Encarnación Jerez de los Caballeros, Extremadura, Spain
This is the oldest church in Jerez de los Caballeros. This is evidenced by an inverted Visigothic column from 594. During the times of Muslim rule, it must have been the mosque where believers of the Koran prayed. It was also the main church when the town fell into the hands of the Templar Order, who, upon discovering a temple that had once been a sanctuary of the Virgin Mary, patron saint of the Templar Order, must have rejoiced in confirming the consecration that took place in the 6th century.
In 1965, the church was devastated by a raging fire that deprived posterity of its valuable artistic treasures. The most severely affected parts were its magnificent altarpiece, the choir stall, and the organ.
Among the artistic heritage on display are the image of Jesus of Nazareth, a sculpture of great devotion and popularity among the people of Jerez, the popularly known Virgin of the Milk, and the magnificent sculpture of a Penitent Magdalene, attributed by its design to the master sculptor Pedro de Mena or his school.
The Hagen Open-air Museum (LWL-Freilichtmuseum Hagen – Westfälisches Landesmuseum für Handwerk und Technik; English: "LWL Open-air Museum Hagen – Westphalian State Museum for Craft and Technics") is a museum at Hagen in the southeastern Ruhr area, North Rhine-Westphalia, Germany. It was founded, together with the Detmold Open-air Museum, in 1960, and was first opened to the public in the early 1970s. The museum is run by the Landschaftsverband Westfalen-Lippe (LWL, regional authority for Westphalia and Lippe within North Rhine-Westphalia). It lies in the Hagen neighbourhood of Selbecke south of Eilpe in the Mäckingerbach valley.
The open-air museum brings a bit of skilled-trade history into the present, and it takes a hands-on approach. On its grounds stretching for about 42 ha, not only are urban and rural trades simply "displayed" along with their workshops and tools, but in more than twenty of the nearly sixty rebuilt workshops, they are still practised, and interested visitors can, sometimes by themselves, take part in the production.
As early as the 1920s, there were efforts by a group of engineers and historical preservationists to preserve technological monuments for posterity. The initiator, Wilhelm Claas, even suggested the Mäckingerbach valley as a good place for a museum to that end. The narrow valley was chosen, as wind, water and wood were the three most important location factors for industry in the 18th and 19th centuries.
In 1960, the Westphalian Open-Air Museum was founded, and thirteen years later, the gates opened to the public. Unlike most open-air museums, which show everyday life on the farm or in the country as it was in days gone by, the Hagen Open-Air Museum puts the history of these activities in Westphalia in the fore. From the late 18th century through the early years of the Industrial Revolution to the highly industrialized society emerging in the early 20th century, the visitor can experience the development of these trades and the industry in the region.
Crafts and trades demonstrated at the Westphalian Open-Air Museum include ropemaking, smithing, brewing, baking, tanning, printing, milling, papermaking, and much more. A favourite attraction is the triphammer workshop shown in the image above. Once the hammer is engaged, a craftsman goes to work noisily forging a scythe, passing it between the hammer and the anvil underneath in a process called peening.
The Hagen Westphalian Open-Air Museum is open from March or April until October.
we continue with our daily creeps and today i have pinned down my wife
taken in our house, which is open to the public!
Just adding some photos to Flickr that I took back in 2018 before I was on this platform. This is the caption I wrote at the time when oroginally shared on FB and just copying here for posterity.
A Day on the Hudson - Part 2 - "The Rest"
So, a couple posts ago I shared the photos I felt were the best from a challenging Saturday spent along the river line with John Kittredge. Here are another dozen of the rest.
Now the first eight are acceptable and have a high enough level of interest and quality I'm not ashamed to share them.
But fair warning that the last four are absolutely terrible photos that I would never normally share publicly because they are way below the standards you all expect. That being said, however, I just wanted you to see what might have been! The only other "bucket list" shot for the trip that was on my list besides the "snake" view from above was a shot of a well lit southbound from track level framed by the old New Haven bridge above. Alas, we got no more southbounds. We did get a perfectly lit train with an amazing consist of classic and foreign power....but it was going the wrong way! And then when we finally got a southbound (also with awesome power) the light was gone. So I share these awful photos just so you can feel my pain! 😢 All rail photographers have been there!
Guess I'll just have to go back!
Northbound Q253 (Oak Island to Detroit) with the two ex Santa Fe SD75Is including the leader in it's nearly quarter century old warbonnet paint. They are passing the former West Shore station that dates from around 1900 (although I could not find a definitive answer). Through passenger service was ended by the NYC here in 1958, but I suspect the Highland Landing station lost its service even earlier.
Highland (town of Lloyd), New York.
Saturday November 10, 2018
Collezione privata - private collection
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Ti rendi conto che stai arrivando alla città fantasma di Craco perché il paesaggio d’improvviso cambia: all’intenso verde dei boschi che hanno reso famosa la Basilicata si sostituisce il giallo ocra di sconfinate praterie su cui troneggiano come giganti addormentati i calanchi. È come se da un film di cappa e spada ci si spostasse sul set di un film western, o sul set di un film ambientato nell’antica Palestina, con le sue abitazioni che si fondono col paesaggio. Quando poi appare dietro una curva, Craco ti strappa il fiato come una fortissima emozione. Vedi le case arrampicate sulla roccia con quelle finestre scure che sembrano occhi che ti scrutano per capire chi sei e cosa ci fai lì, visto che non ci abita più nessuno. Ecco la prima impressione di Craco: un luogo dove il tempo si è fermato in un’epoca incerta, ancestrale.
TCI
You realize that you are coming to the ghost town of Craco because the landscape suddenly changes: the green intensity of the woods that have made Basilicata famous is replaced by the yellow ocher of endless prairies on which they throng as giants asleep the calamchi. It's as if a hood and sword film moves on a western movie set, or on a set of a film set in ancient Palestine, with its homes blend with the landscape. When it then appears behind a curve, Craco tears your breath as a very strong emotion. Look at the rock climbing houses with those dark windows that look like eyes that look at you to figure out who you are and what you're doing there, since no one lives there anymore. Here is the first impression of Craco: a place where time has stopped in an uncertain, ancestral era.
La fotografia ti permette di fermare l’attimo, cogliere l’istante, fermare il tempo. Lasciare ai posteri un ricordo della tua vita, lasciare che qualche altro veda con i tuoi occhi.
Gianni Amodio
Photography lets you stop the moment, catch the moment, stop the time. Leave the posterity a reminder of your life, let some others see with your eyes.
Gianni Amodio
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Street photography from Glasgow, Scotland.
Previously unpublished archive shot from February 2014 and captured with my old Canon 400D early in my Street photography journey.
I love the eye contact in this one and want to wish Flickr a very Happy 20th Anniversary. There are some awesome images in the Explore Take-over today including one from an old street photographer friend here on Flickr who passed away a few years ago. He would have been thrilled to get an Explore on such an occasion.
I wish you all a wonderful weekend of photography my Flickr friends. Stay safe, keep the shutters clicking and keep sharing your wonderful photographs. Enjoy.
Before the wretched bright green palisade fencing appears on the scene and taking advantage of recent conifer tree clearance, I just had to capture for posterity the 'classic' Shap Wells three-quarter view from the 'mound', personified by the late photographer's Bishop Eric Treacy and Derek Cross, among many others of the time. Perusing my copy of 'Roaming the West Coast Rails' by Derek Cross I was quite surprised by the amount of lineside vegetation present on this embankment in August 1952, far more so than today! 45690 'Leander' heads the 1Z45 07:14 Manchester Victoria to Carlisle on Saturday 21st January 2015.
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Last of the photos from my last bike ride through Ascot Eaters and Maylands. This is one oif the old Brick Kilns for the old Midland Brick factory. They are no longer in use but have been preserved for posterity :-)
Some images taken in October 2016 which I didn't include in the original collection so posting for posterities sake.
Diary note: After spending 5 days in the remote mountains of the Ben Alder Estate, we broke camp early on Friday morning. The Highland ponies watched us as we moved on out and one of them crossed the river to see me. I guess she was after seeing what food I had left, but we'd eaten the lot - otherwise we'd probably still be staying in there! These Highland ponies are free roaming on the estate and are used for carrying red deer off the hills when they are culled during the hunting season. They're tough, strong ponies and I couldn't help but be stirred by a pang of sadness as I said goodbye to them and their homeland on that Friday morning. I think it was knowing that I will probably never pass this way again - so many other wild places left to explore in the Highlands.