View allAll Photos Tagged Partner
from my archive
Zu meinen privaten Bildern, gehört auch eine private Geschichte ;-) - My private pictures also include a private story ;-)
Wer Zeit und Lust zum Lesen hat, erotische Geschichten mag und sich für meine Männerwelt interessiert, kann hier anfangen zu lesen: gugamster.wixsite.com/myworld/blog
Für einen Link zur Fortsetzung der Geschichte, Fragen und Kommentare bitte eine Mail an mich!
Here's your package partner! I apologize for my late mailing. Hope you like it! Could there possibly be something tucked inside.....
I have shot the Partner's statue a lot but I think this is my favorite shot I've taken of it thus far. Of course I did a lot of post processing to get it to where it is, but I think it was worth it, all 14 layer adjustments worth. Also, I'm trying out a new watermark. Chime in and tell me what you think. Thanks for looking everyone!
My Portfolio | Facebook | SmugMug | Instagram | My 500px | deviantART | Twitter
This image holds out the first names of my wife and myself. Eilene, although not a common spelling is said to mean "bringer of light". Although I did little with regard to photography before retiring 16 years ago she did bring "light" in all forms into our shared journey. If it's one thing anyone who is destined to pick up a camera needs it is light and Eilene has contributed greatly to my body of work. My name, John, is most often said to mean " ... graced" or favored by a higher power. Together we have had a lot of light and experienced much "grace". In a way the objects selected for this photo perhaps show how it works.
For our 40th Wedding anniversary a Chinese friend at work created a hanging ornament with an explanation for the arrangement and meaning of the Chinese characters to mean "Partnering Forever!" We have kept it along with his original attachment hanging prominently where we see it often. It's appropriately shared for this Smile on Saturday as we will celebrate our 57th anniversary in a few days. Happy SoS everyone.
MadPea partnered with Foxwood, Teegle Pets, TLC, Wilds of Organica and VKC are thrilled to announce our forthcoming Pet Fair!
For the first time ever in Second Life, the MadPea Pet Fair will be offering all things related to those cute critters in our lives.
Find a precious new friend, treats to keep them happy, or just pet-related clothes, décor and accessories, including exclusive items.
The MadPea Pet Friends Fair will run during June 30th – July 20th 2019.
Taxi: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Rising%20Phoenix/133/89/44
The Silken whisper of Flickering Desires
A Chronicle
Adapted from the Final Entry Entitled:
Their Regal Gambit
Subtitled:
While Sherlock Holmes vacationed
The first score had been made, now for the Coup de Grace! So far their little operation had gone as smooth as silk, or in this case, satin. Now just to make sure the husband of the silken gowned brunette displaying the jewels in question was still safely out of the picture! Then Mollie would let her husband know that with the coast clear, freeing him to stage his approach of the lady in the long swishing satin gown he had been keeping an eye on all evening. The one who was wearing the exquisite necklace of fiery flickering diamonds, just daring someone to expertly slip it away the throat of its unsuspecting owner.
And therein lay the rub, She happily thought….
As Mollie made her way down the quiet corridor to the gentlemen’s smoking lounge, she lovingly played through her mind the series of unfortunate ( or fortunate?) events that had led her and her husband to this place. It had all began with an innocent one named Tabitha…….
Mollies’ Flash back
They had first come across Tabitha at a resort casino deep in the Catskills. Mollie and her husband had been there about three days, scoping out the grounds, and its wealthy clientele. At the casino they both spotted Tabitha at the same time. She was seated at a baccarat table, really standing out in an elegant dress of gold and black striped silk and velvet Her well-toned body displayed numerous pieces of expensive jewelry. A fat little purse dangled, unheeded by her side. Tabitha had held Mollie’s attention mainly due to the strong resemblance she had to herself. Tabitha’s jewelry, a flashy diamond journey style necklace, matching earrings, wide diamond tennis bracelet, and multiple gem encrusted rings, had held Mollies pickpocket husbands’.
Mollie went on to the bar and watched as her husband waited for the seat next to Tabitha to become vacant. Then he sat, asking for chips, while unobtrusively eyeing Tabitha’s bracelet. He began striking up a conversation with Tabitha, finding her to be an easy mark. He soon learned from the chatty girl that she was a divorced, upper executive for a well-known digital arts company servicing the movie industry. It was during this conversation that Tabitha babbled about the upscale, invitation only(you know), black tie formal ball she would be attending in England the next month. Now, as her husband was keeping Tabitha occupied Mollie had walked by the pair, ‘tripping’ into her husband, who palmed off to her , the diamond bracelet which had been ever so subtly slipped from around the unwary Tabatha’s’ wrist. Walking away with the bracelet secured in her purse, Mollie made her way to their small bungalow. Her husband did not break in his conversation with Tabitha; a mark would seldom suspect a friendly person of stealing from her.
Later that evening, Mollie wore the pricy bracelet while mutually admiring it over a bottle of merlot with her husband. They discussed the high-class affair Tabitha had been bragging about. Wistfully, Mollie admitted it was a shame they had not received an invite. Her husband smiled, and pulled a thickly embossed and crested envelope from his pocket. Easily adopting a British accent, he said “The silly little twit was carrying this in her purse!” The envelope revealed a pair of invitations to the Princess’s Jubilee Royal Ball. As the pair continued to empty the bottle of fine merlot, what had started as speculation, turned towards reality, and soon plans had been laid.
As they lay in bed later that night, Mollie turned to her husband, just think about the jewels that will be worn at the English Ball, she shivered with the delightful thoughts. Do you remember the last time we were in England? Mollie looked at her husband slyly, you remember, the Wriggling Whelp Whispering Wisk! She stated teasingly. Mollie knew the quickest way to get her husband’s goat was coming up with silly phrases to describe his more outlandish endeavors. Such phrases like The Tingling Touch Ice Melt, The Slippery Slick Taffeta Pull, The Glossy Gowned Dangling Peel, or her personal favorite, The Ticklish Wedge Clam Dip, never failed to get a response. In this case the response was a brief pillow fight leading into a romantic interlude, ending up with them in bed as they reminisced about the last time they had “visited” England a few years back…..
It had proven a fairly profitable venture with the jewelry alone netting almost 100,000 pounds. It all had culminated quite nicely at one of the posh events they had crashed that final weekend. Their final score had come about from a rambunctious doe eyed Fourteen year old in a shiny dress who had been oblivious to the valuably delicious gold pendent studded with small rubies and emeralds that sparkled ever so invitingly as it swung from her throat. A pair of matching dangling earrings dripped from her ears as she has run around unminded by her elders. Mollie had indignantly stated to her husband that the antique trinkets were simply just too expensive for a child so squirminly young to be trusted with. Her husband then went about the task to prove his wife correct in her statement.
After talking a bit about the English Girls parents reaction to the unsolved disappearance of their daughters ultra-pricey pendent , Mollie came back to the present and asked if the lady in the maroon silk that her husband pointed out the previous evening would be wearing the same jewels to the dance tomorrow night? Or better her husband replied sleepily, good Mollie pronounced, I did like her emeralds.
In Merry Ole England
They had arrived in England several weeks before the Royal Ball and began the preparations.
In an irony of fate, the profit they had realized from poor Tabitha’s bracelet had paid for a large chunk of their little excursion. Keeping his accent, and adding a trim beard, Mollies husband looked radically different from the man Tabitha had encountered. During the weeks following their arrival, the pair had practiced like they always did before undertaking a new venture. But this time it was with a more daring edge, they quite simply could not afford being caught red handed in a foreign country. Mollie assumed her practice the role. That of the richly dressed, well jeweled quarry. Her husband would stalk and attempt to relieve her of a piece of her jewelry as she went about her business, shopping! The idea being that, If he was able to do so without being caught by an obviously aware Mollie, than he should have no problem at the Royal Ball. As it usually happened when they practiced in this manner, her husband did incredibly well. Mollie had had several pieces of jewelry vanish from her person during the week, without her noticing how or when.
The final night of practice Mollie decided to dress to kill. Looking quite devastating in a glossy gold halter and a long brown velvet skirt with gold stiletto heels clicking as she moved. A diamond heart pendant hung down from her neck, swaying provocatively out from between her breasts. A bracelet, similar to Tabitha’s purloined diamonds, was wrapped around her wrist.
She left their penthouse and made her way to the street outside. Some type of festival was going on as she waded through the crowded streets to the nightclub. Her rings sparkled as they kept rhythm with her swaying diamond waterfall earrings. Just daring her husband to make a move for any of them.
Mollie drank and danced the night away with no hide or hair of her husband until she returned late that evening to their apartment. She found him in the hot tub, smirking. She undressed and joined him. Okay, how did u do it she demanded? I felt nothing, no one bumped or brushed against me all evening that I was not aware of. He opened his fist, allowing her heart diamond pendant to dangle freely in front of her. A magician never reveals his tricks my little cat, he purred, as the pendant swayed in a sparkling arch.
Cat was short for “Cat Lady”, a moniker he had placed upon her when she had broken into a sleeping woman’s room and removed the jewels from her gold case, and even managed to slip off a ring she was wearing. The fact that she was passed out in a drunken stupor, still dressed in her long party gown, didn’t count , or so her husband teased.
You should have been a surgeon! , my dear, Mollie exclaimed with pride. Then she leaned towards him, her green eyes gleaming in earnest, time for a real practice run Mon Cherie, she said in dead seriousness. Then Her eyes opened wide, I got it she exclaimed, I’ll call it The Slinking Sneaky Shearing Snag she pronounced joyfully, getting a face full of water in reply to her effort. Okay Cat, let’s get down to business he retorted, I know just the affair. Mollie listened intensively as her Husband described their next plans, derived while eavesdropping on a couple of ladies shopping in a jewelers.
The next weekend (two weeks to the evening before the Royal Ball) Mollie found herself at a quaint upscale wedding reception held in the large gardens of a country church. She was attired in the same bewitching ensemble that she had been wearing on the final night of practice. Her only jewels were a recently acquired pair of sparkly cascading earrings set with emeralds and diamonds. The affair of the plump piqued peacock plucking she had mused while getting dressed. The only other exception was that the long fiery red hair she had inherited from her Irish namesake grandmother had been cut and dyed blond. Blue contacts had also been added to the disguise to hide her vivid green eyes.
They soon targeted an older jewel laden snob at the reception. An older lady , well jeweled, of the arrogant know it all, obey me totally type whom everyone tries to avoid. While Mollie engaged the mark in a mostly one sided conversation(the older ladies) the lady had become so deeply engrossed about talking about herself and her ties with royalty, that she never detected being relieved of a heirloom antique gold chain and jeweled pendent by Mollies husband who had approached her unnoticed from behind.
It was all Mollie could do no to bring attention to it by looking at the wickedly expensive piece as it was slipped up and away from the Dowager’s ruffled heavy satin blouse.
This time it was mollies turn to keep chatting as her husband headed to the door. He had almost made it when two youths ran into him as they scurried away from a rather sullen looking tween girl they had been teasing, and now were in possession of her purse. Mollie stole a look as she saw her husband topple onto the chasing girl. He managed to extracted himself from the girls long slinky gown that she had probably been forced into by an overly conceited mother. He apologized, and left the girl to go after her antagonizes. Later, when Mollie had caught up to him she teased him about his clumsiness. He just smiled, and pulled out from his vest pocket the most exquisitely matched pearls that the youth had been openly displaying from around her throat and wrist at the reception!
They were, most definitely, ready. The fated evening could not come soon enough. But it finally did.
They had had no problem with using the fancy invitations to gain entrance. Security was heavy, as expected, but with a very lax atmosphere. Mollie was wearing the salmon coloured gown she had had especially made for such occasions, her new blond hair style and the blue contacts. In a coup foray of sorts, Mollie wore the pearls that had been taken by her husband during his run in with the sullen girl at the wedding reception. Her husband was wearing his usual tux with a hand tied bowtie. His ruffled sleeves easily moved up and down along his wrists.
Mollie and her husband split up, each spending the first few hours mingling solo, and taking it all in as they thoroughly enjoyed the Ball and all its many stimulating attractions. It had gone smooth as silk. Spending the first few hours prowling while the guests liquored up Mollie scoping out exactly the right candidates. Dangling jewels with easy clasps were everywhere!, it was surprising how the best of jewel makers skimped on the clasps required to keep the expensive pieces in place. Clothing also made a difference. Silks and satins were quiet and slipped easily. Taffeta could be whispery, more of a challenge. Velvet could easily snag as a piece was being lifted. But these were the costliest of materials, and the wearers would logically be wearing the costlier of jewelry.
Mollie and her husband regrouped several hours later, unobtrusively under the pretense of dancing. Gently discussing their plans. They settled on three likely prospects amongst the almost three hundred present. The first was an older spinster type wearing a luxurious dress of embroidered navy silk and displaying jewelry studded with diamonds and sapphires. The second was a middle aged snotty blonde wearing a shamelessly low cut green silk taffeta gown (which Mollie secretly liked)wearing a thick gold bracelet studded with vulgarly large rubies surrounded by a sea of small sparkly diamonds. She was alone, and a heavy drinker. The third was a longshot. A lanky , flighty brunette wearing immensely valuable jewels of blindingly sparkling Diamonds. Her necklace alone was in the upper hundred thousand range, with a clasp that was one of the easiest to coax open. The only problem was that she came with an obviously newlywed husband who doted on her every move. Both were heavy drinkers, and if he would only leave his wife’s side for, say about fifteen minutes, the necklace would be theirs!
They had decided that any one of the three would produce results worth a king’s ransom, appropriately enough, all things considered. The plan was for her husband to take his time selecting the easiest jewel to acquire from amongst the ones the three marks were displaying , make his move, and pass it off to Mollie who would leave forthwith, while her husband stayed a little while longer to make sure everything remained calm before making his exit stage right via the hallway.
As Mollie went to her station, she saw the Blue silken lady, along with her sapphires and diamonds, leaving with a rather unsavory looking male, eyeing her with a look Mollie knew all too well. Mollie decided to follow them, thinking to herself that some women are just prone to being victimized. Good luck with that one Mollie thought unkindly, as she stole one last look at the ladies glistening sapphires, hope he leaves her with something she sarcastically wished wickedly to the couple’s backside as they went out the exit at the end of the hall. One down and out she thought. Then she spied the husband of the newlywed pair heading down the hall towards her with an older, grey bearded man. Getting close she heard them talking about the Gentlemen’s smoking lounge. Mollie decided to give her husband a signal, but when she found him he was already in the arms of the blond. Molly immediately noticed the absence of the jeweled bracelet from his partners’ wrist. She went back to her table. Immediately she was set upon by some drunken snob asking her to dance. She allowed herself to be taken up into his arms. Spending a few unenchanting minutes with Mr. two left feet, before her husband tapped him on the shoulder cutting in. They danced, Mollie placing a hand into his pocket and feeling something cold and metal wrapped her hand around it. Looking him in the eyes she told him about the now unguarded bride, as she palmed the willowy blonde’s bracelet. They decided to go for it, and as the music ended, Mollie made her way to the hall, where she secreted the blondes bracelet safely away
One down, one more to go! An exquisite necklace of flickering diamonds waiting to be nimbly slipped away from the throat of its unsuspecting wearer. Now just to make sure the husband of the silken gowned brunette displaying the jewels in question was still safely out of the picture! Then to let her husband know that with the coast clear, he was free to stage his approach of the lady in the long swishing satin gown he had been keeping a drooling eye on all evening. The one wearing the exquisite necklace of flickering diamonds waiting to be so expertly slipped away from the throat of its unsuspecting wearer.
She was able to see the groom in windowed room, the husband and his friend were smoking a pair of long cigars and drinking brandy in large glass snifters. Mollie passed unnoticed as she mad e her way to the ladies powder room. He was still there, only halfway through a long stogie as she passed again on her way back. Neither time was she observed. Mollie mad her way back to the Ballroom. She sat down at one side of the room, once again allowing the sights of so many bejeweled women to soak in. Her husband was dancing with a lady in a flowing red ball gown, jewels sparkling in abundance, not aware of the danger so close at hand, nor that even with her husband and his particular skill set so close to them, that at that moment nothing could be safer from his fingertips. Finally she caught her husband’s eye. Mollie innocently rubbed a finger along the side of her nose, a subtle signal that it was safe for him to precede.
Mollie was now uncharacteristically having butterflies in her stomach; it was a huge gamble, trying to get away with a pair of thefts in this inhospitable atmosphere. She kept second guessing herself, Bird in hand she kept thinking. But the lure was too great, and it was with a heavy sigh of relief when Mollie saw her husband finally kiss the hand of the young bride after their dance. Mollie could see that she was no longer sporting the thin silver necklace and its row of at least two caret diamonds that had been encircling her throat with their rippling flashy brilliance all evening. Molly stayed put, not daring to leave until her husband had brushed by her in passing and made his way out the hallway to the exit. She waited for a long fifteen minutes, then curling her hand around the necklace that had been dropped into her lap as he had passed; she gained the safety of the hallway. Just in time. For coming down the hallway was none other than the lady in the long luxurious gown and now bare throats groom and his distinguished looking friend. She passed by them, feeling the men eyeing her with roving wolfish gazes. Then she passed them, and proceeded unhindered to once again enter the ladies’ powder room where the necklace soon joined with the Blondes bracelet in its hiding spot.. Than calmly Mollie left, walking past two security Bobbies, virtually unnoticed. The Groom had been absolutely ignorant to the fact that his young Bride’s ridiculously valuable necklace had walked right past him out the door.
Mollie did not let herself really breathe until she had gained the safety of the street. She allowed herself to imagine the commotion as the news of the missing jewels were circulated around the cavernous Ballroom. There would be a flurry of activity, flashes and sparkles as the women checked themselves reassuringly that they were still in possession of their trinkets. Mollie would have loved to have stayed and watched, but obviously could not do so. She rejoined her husband at their meeting place and they drove off. They made their way to Ireland where they spent a cautious week touring before leaving for the states.
Once the profit was realized from their haul that eventful evening, including obnoxious Dowagers the jeweled antique pendent, and was added in to the modest amount they had already accumulated from previous adventures, Mollie and her husband were able to retire to Ireland and live quite an unpretentious life together in a small stone manor in the woods.
Courtesy of Chatwick University Archives
Today's shot is a pretty basic Partners shot with the nice soft out of focus castle in the background. After seeing some similar ones with the Dreamlights I sure wish they had them turned on when I was there. Hopefully next year. Thanks for looking everyone!
TheTimeTheSpace - My Portfolio | Facebook | Instagram | Twitter | My 500px
Walt Disney World Resort
Magic Kingdom
Regardless of whether Walt is telling Mickey to go forward to be with Minnie and Roy, or whether Walt is surveying the Kingdom, and informing Mickey that all of this is his to watch over, I always envision the next "action" occurring after the one frozen in time by this statue is Walt slowly letting go of Mickey's hand.
I don't think this happens as a coarse reminder that Mickey is on his own, but as a bittersweet goodbye between the two. Both knowing that everything will be alright, but at the same time, wishing they could stay together making the Magic together, themselves.
Maybe I'm reading too deeply into a simple statue, but what's the point of the Magic if you can't have a little imagination, and make a little of the Magic for yourself?
Thanks for the comments and favorites, everyone! This picture made it to #489 in Explore for December 29th, 2008!
If you want tips for taking better photos at Disney, read this article! In it, I share advice applicable for everyone (from amateurs with iPhones to pros with DSLRS) heading to Disney!
View my Disney Photo Gallery for thousands of Disney photos that aren't on Flickr!
DisneyTouristBlog | Facebook | Twitter | Photo Gallery | Google+ | ISO 5571 - Podcast
Scania G-410 von Glass Partners Transports Slovakia s.r.o. aus Bratislava auf der A3 Regensburg - Passau bei Schwarzach.
Disneyland Resort
Disneyland
Main Street, USA
Partners Statue, Sleeping Beauty Castle, & Magical! Fireworks
Walt Disney and Mickey Mouse orchestrate a symphony of explosions above Sleeping Beauty's house.
If I set off this many bottle rockets over Sarah's house, I would be in serious trouble. When Walt and the Main Mouse do it, they're applauded and showered in "Oohs and Ahhs." I don't get it.
Looking to take better night photos with your Point & Shoot camera? Check out my Photography 101(B) - Night Shots blog post on TouringPlans!
Also, I've started a couple of new Flickr groups. The first, Disney Photography, I started because I've noticed there are few groups broadly covering all things Disney. Most groups seem to focus on specific Parks, Resorts, or types of photography and thus don't have broad appeal. Since we all like to submit our photos to a few groups, I figured this would be a good one to start. The other, Disney Christmas, I started for a similar reason. There are only a couple Holiday groups, and I know most people like to submit their images to ~5 or so groups each. To start, neither group will have any posting limits. Thereafter, I'm going to put a 5 per day limit on each group so they're not innundated with family shots. Don't get me wrong, I like family shots as much as the next guy, but when I'm combing through groups looking for inspirational shots, I hate wading through 15 pages of the same person's shot because they decided to upload every image they took on their recent vacation.
Anyway, I encourage those interested to join and add images to both groups!
Sage music venue, Gateshead.
The Sage (2004), designed by Foster and Partners, is a concert venue and education centre operated by North Music Trust. It is part of the Gateshead Quays development and was sponsored by the software company The Sage Group. Home to Northern Sinfonia and a base for Folkworks.
Still not 100% sure that I'm happy with this picture, mostly because it seems so much more simple when you see the photographers like Tom Bricker and Ryan Pastorino make it look so easy. This angle is actually a very difficult one, specifically to level. Partners is leaning in one direction and Cinderella Castle leans the opposite. I tried to level off of the Castle, but I'm not sure I got it right, and I'm not sure I'm thrilled with how I've got the Leaning Tower of Partners as a result. I'm posting this picture more as a learning opportunity than anything else. I look forward to hearing the constructive criticism in the comments.
Buy prints on SmugMug! | Like me on Facebook! | Follow me on Twitter! | Follow me on Tumblr!
To be in love is a divine feeling. To love and get love in return is for few lucky souls. If you are one who has found love that is great. Is your partner your soul mate? Your love will one day wither away. The days of bliss that you are enjoying will become a memory and the new realities of future may prove to be not very attractive. But if you are soul mates, you both will be able to enjoy life together for a much longer time.
Before we discuss about what is a mate and what is a soul mate, let me ask you one simple question. Do you have a passion in life- anything that you love doing and enjoy? If yes, does your love partner share that interest? What if he/she does not? Let us talk about that.
After sometime the physical attraction will reduce. The romantic feelings will get battered with time, but your passion for what you enjoy doing will not reduce. If your partner shares the same passion, you will enjoy doing that together, otherwise, you will look for mates or friends with whom you can share your passion and slowly drift away from your partner.
I am glad and thankful to God that he gave me a Soul mate... I love to photograph, watch movies, trek a lot, try new cuisines... And so is my lovely wife... We are two bodies with the same soul... Thats my Soul Mate... and My Life Partner...
Taken: Hiking to Ultar Glacier & Meadows, Central Hunza, Northern Pakistan.
Another fresh edit of an older image. Watch my Youtube video on how I did it. youtu.be/4p-Bxf5bft8?si=XlWGrXAu_utyJHRz
I am no longer active at this Flickr account. Please find my current and future account at www.flickr.com/photos/MarkWillardPhotography/.
"Partners" Statue
Magic Kingdom - Walt Disney World
Orlando, FL
Hello Flickr! I've been doing Disney and travel photography for quite some time, but have never shared my photos beyond my facebook friends. With this photo as my first foray into flickr (my belated #DisneyFlickrDay entry) I'm excited to join the Disney photography community here.
This shot was my first during the 24 hr day in the Magic Kingdom on May 24, 2013. I knew that I wanted to get here first before guests got in the way, so as soon as the rope dropped, I half-ran down Main Street, unfolding my tripod along the way (it was as awkward as it probably sounds). Once in front of Partners, I got set as quickly as possible and fired off three exposures using my camera's automated bracketing. I wanted to try to get more photos here, but the instant my last exposure finished, a guest jumped right in the center of my frame and a Photopass photographer asked me to move. I didn't really have a choice but to move on, but I'm pretty happy with how this photo turned out.
Lens Used: Tokina 11-16mm f/2.8
Shutter Speed: 2.5sec, 1.3sec, and 5sec respectively
Editing: exposures combined using Merge to 32-bit HDR Lightroom plugin followed by basic Lightroom editing and a little clone stamping in Photoshop to remove a construction crane
Thanks for your views, favs, and comments! Constructive criticism is always more than welcome!
Email: Mark@MarkWillardPhotography.com
Full Portfolio and Prints | New/Current Flickr | Blog (Tumblr) | 500px | Facebook | Instagram | Pinterest
We checked into our Heidelberg hotel, Hollander Hof City Partner on the bank of the Neckar river at the Old Bridge. The hotel has a nice lobby and large rooms.
Nikon 28Ti | Nikon Nikkor 28mm f/2.8 | Kodak Ektachrome 100
Scanned with Nikon D810 | Negative Supply Basic 4x5 (99 CRI) | Negative Supply Film Carrier 35 MK1
Home developed in Arista Rapid E-6 | Jobo CPE2 Rotary Processor
PACIFIC OCEAN (Aug. 6, 2021) Sailors aboard the forward-deployed amphibious assault ship USS America (LHA 6) heave a shot line on the ship’s flight deck during a fueling-at-sea with the Japanese Maritime Self-Defense Force destroyer JS Makinami (DD 112). America Expeditionary Strike Group along with the 31st Marine Expeditionary Unit, are conducting operations alongside partner nations and allies in support of the Combined and Join Battle Problem (CJBP). CJBP is one of many operations nested under the U.S. Indo-Pacific Command’s Large Scale Global Exercise (LSGE) 21. LSGE 21 is a global command and control exercise, with a regional focus, to enhance integration of the U.S., allies and partners in the Indo-Pacific region. (U.S. Navy photo by Mass Communication Specialist 2nd Class Vincent E. Zline)