He really didn't want to stay round that side of the tree ... and I'd repeatedly put some autumn leaves on his head, but he wasn't having any of that and kept looking down whereon they kept falling off ... it was raining .. so I didn't persevere! In that sense he won too!

My new fence in my front yard. I've been waiting for 10 years for this ... my neighbor has encroached onto my property big time for forever, and I finally found a fence company of quality to install my fence on my legal property line.

It was an awfully hard day, my neighbor was insane, and I heard the "f" word more yesterday since I have since 2006 when I got saved, born again, and started following Jesus. It was an awful day, but I persevered by His grace and mercy. An it was surely a God thing that the fence company sent the crew that they did. Getting preached at and cursed at over and over was pretty tough on them, but they were heaven sent. Thank You, Jesus.

HAPPY FENCE FRIDAY, my beloved Peeps!

PS: This is my first "pano" shot and I see I jiggled right in the middle! Ooooppppssss! Better next time maybe, but I'm a weeble for sure!

Abbotsford, BC Canada

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On my first trip to the Sonoran desert here, I decided I'd make at least an attempt to capture some of the different species of cacti to highlight their beauty. Before walking the Pacific Crest Trail about 9 years ago, I generally disliked the desert, but on that trail I got to walk through some of my first cactus gardens in spring, and it changed my opinion about the desert completely. Now I think the deserts are one of the most beautiful places in the world, and the ability for nature to transform and persevere inspires me to go back many times each year. What you see here is called the "Jumping Cholla" or the hanging chain cholla. The technical name is "Cylindropuntia fulgida" and is native to the Sonoran in the southwest US. The name comes from how easily the "Stems" detach when brushed.. often the merest touch will leave bits of cactus hanging from your shoes, clothes, or body. Despite their insanely painful spikes which are like fish hooks, the fruit is a critical part of the diet of some desert animals that rely on them for food and water. The natives most certainly also relied on this plant for the same, although the process of gathering, and eating them I'm sure is arduous at best.

Despite having to wait for a later than normal departure (hence the high sun look), I persevered to "GTS" as people in the railfan community like to say. Threading through the east end of DeWitt County seat Clinton, Canadian National local L58591 19 splits the Union Switch and Signal intermediates led by an Illinois Central "Death Star." The train will have work at both Gibson City and Roberts on the old Green Diamond mainline (presently known as the CN Gilman Subdivision) before going into Gilman and tying down for the evening.

Super glad to have gotten this, as the signals were replaced at some point after. At the time, I was in a slow process of leaving my home state of Illinois after accepting a job in Manhattan, Kansas. (I'm still there now, and loving every minute of it.) I wanted to cover as much of my home territory as I could, and it included chasing this operation that I had on my bucket list for years.

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June 19, 2022.

My legs screamed in protest, but the view from the British Lookout silenced them with a gasp. 😮 After a grueling 4-kilometer (2,48-mile) slog from the Francés Lookout, I finally stood at a staggering 1,000 meters (3,281 ft) above sea level.

Below me, the north valley unfurled like a crumpled velvet tapestry. Imposing granite walls rose from the emerald expanse, their sheer scale eliciting a muttered "what the hell?" – a phrase that perfectly captured the humbling beauty before me.

This, my friends, was the crown jewel of the French Valley – Mirador Británico, a hidden gem and undisputed highlight of the W Trek. It's not for the faint of heart; reaching this viewpoint requires a dedicated day of hiking. But for those who persevere, the reward is a jaw-dropping 360-degree panorama.

Pehoe Lake shimmered like a fallen sapphire, dwarfed by the colossal Los Cuernos peaks and the mighty Paine Grande. These granite titans, unseen from other vantage points, thrust skyward like the spires of a forgotten city.

Why black and white? Because it captures the raw, dramatic beauty of this landscape. No color could do justice to the stark contrast between the towering peaks and the dark, mysterious valley below.

So, who's ready for a virtual hike to the British Lookout? Let's share the pain and the glory together!

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PS. Number ONE on Explore on October 19th., 2024.

Crosby Beach, Sefton, Liverpool

Not quite me but our resident prop and all-round good egg – Geoff.

One of the very few occasions that a photoshoot was very nearly called off but for Mike who had already made the journey there. So glad we didn’t back out.

Here’s the controversial bit…

What’s the difference between a photographer and the rest… the weather!

We were the only four people on the beach in these conditions, apart from a couple of dog walkers. No smartphone selfie-takers here. And that’s the difference, it takes a certain dedication… and madness to make the effort and persevere in such conditions. What appears as bland and dull takes more imagination to produce an image out of nothing. I’ll guarantee you will see four different takes on this location even thought we were all stood in close proximity to each other.

And this year's prize for the very Cutest Quokka smile goes to Carl. Carl had a couple of bad run ins with other quokkas in competition for the prize and who nipped part of his ear to try and distract the judging. But Carl persevered and is the declared No. 1 cutest Quokka for 2024. Congratulations Carl.

If only I could bring you home and sneak you in my camera bag which you had a persistent curiosity about, I would do it in a heartbeat.

Sony ILCE-9

E 20mm F2.8 F050

ƒ/2.8 20.0 mm 1/400 ISO 125

For those of you who have visited Slimbridge WWT you will understand my 300 lens is a little limiting but as it's the most I can hold steady I just have to live with it. These birds are all wild but one is ringed, it has obviously mated with an un-ringed one which is great news.

Richard (husband) has a 600 lens & I tried that when photographing some deer the previous day - unfortunately they lost most of their antlers & parts of their heads 😣😣😣.

A year ago this week, I'd love to be walking around Speke Hall gardens right now 😢 I bet the bluebells are the best they've been in years 😣

This is another order from the same customer! I'm actually going to reevaluate my fiverr acount bc the time and effort I put into each drawing is really not worth the money. I've been really stressed trying to finish on time 😣

I’m back in full compliance with Flickr’s rules. It was a lot of work and I almost gave up a few times. But I did persevere. lol. 😂 It’s good to be back.

Storm is comming...

This type of fishing is not used anywhere else in the world, is part of the local culture.

The stilts consist of an approx. 4 m pole, which is driven in half a meter deep. On it a thin horizontal branch as a seat.

It takes every skill + balance to persevere for hours on the uncomfortable stilt, waiting for fish......

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Ein Sturm zieht auf...

Diese Art des Fischens wird nirgendwo sonst auf der Welt angewandt, sie ist Teil der lokalen Kultur.

Die Stelzen bestehen aus einer ca. 4 m langen Stange, die einen halben Meter tief eingeschlagen wird. Darauf ein dünner horizontaler Ast als Sitz.

Es erfordert jede Menge Geschick + Gleichgewicht, um stundenlang auf den unbequemen Stelzen auszuharren und auf Fische zu warten......

View of the monument "Motherland" and the flagpole with the Great State Flag of Ukraine from the left bank of the Dnieper (from the Venetian Island).

Флагшток є найбільшим в Україні: його висота – майже 90 метрів, вага – 32 тонни. Розмір полотнища прапора становить 16 на 24 метри.

This shot was going well until I started to sink , the ground I was on was basically a floating island of Sphagnum Moss. This was the only good light I was to have in 4 days in Scotland so I am glad I persevered.

Storm is comming...

This type of fishing is not used anywhere else in the world, is part of the local culture.

The stilts consist of an approx. 4 m pole, which is driven in half a meter deep. On it a thin horizontal branch as a seat.

It takes every skill + balance to persevere for hours on the uncomfortable stilt, waiting for fish......

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Sturm zieht auf...

Diese Art des Fischens wird nirgendwo sonst auf der Welt angewandt, sie ist Teil der lokalen Kultur.

Die Stelzen bestehen aus einer ca. 4 m langen Stange, die einen halben Meter tief eingeschlagen wird. Darauf ein dünner horizontaler Ast als Sitz.

Es erfordert jede Menge Geschick + Gleichgewicht, um stundenlang auf den unbequemen Stelzen auszuharren und auf Fische zu warten......

Chicago North Western 6847 was the first SD40-2 persevered.

[You taught me......]

What does not kill you,

will not always make you stronger.

But that's okay.

We are not called to be strong.

We are called to persevere

while we are yet weak.

To hold on with brittle hands.

To inhale when breath

feels scarce.

To grow our roots

from the blackest soil.

To believe in the kind of love

that not only holds you

when you are full of sunlight,

it holds you

starless.heavy.empty.and cold.

What does not kill you,

will not always make you stronger -

I know this for certain.

But it will ask you this.

To trust that in your darkest hour

you will be carried.

- ullie-kaye

Dieses Rad gehört zu einem Porsche Boxster "Black Edition" .. der Nr. 474 von 500 Stück. Als ich das Auto in dem Zustand gesehen habe hätte ich am liebsten angefangen zu heulen .. 😣 !!

This wheel belongs to a Porsche Boxster "Black Edition" .. No. 474 of 500 pieces. When I saw the car in this state, I wanted to start crying .. 😣 !!

English at the bottom.

Grijs was en is nog steeds - op een occasionele zonnige dag na - de hoofdkleur van de herfstperiode 2025. We moesten het dus hebben van de speciale treintjes. Eén van die speciale treintjes stond met stip in de agenda... Op de dag zelf voorspelde de buienradar dat het op het geplande doorkomstuur in Hennuyères met bakken uit de lucht ging regenen, toch zette ik door.

Je zou voor minder want het treintje in kwestie was een overbrenging van museummateriaal vanuit Monceau richting Train World in Schaarbeek. Na een tijdelijke tentoonstelling (NMBS, bezet bedrijf: tussen collaboratie en verzet) mochten de vaste waarden namelijk terug hun plaatsje innemen in het museum.

Tijdens het wachten kreeg ik evenwel een fikse regenbui te verwerken maar gelukkig klaarde het toch net eventjes op toen de 7763 van B-Technics met het sleepje in de bocht verscheen (met dank aan de lichte vertraging). Aan een slakkengangetje (maximum 30km/u) kwam de trein me tegemoet en kon ik een dikke minuut later kletsnat maar tevreden afdrukken.

Dik anderhalf uur na deze foto waren het Postrijtuig 70803, de HLD6406, het TEE-rijtuig I0-A8tu 00.135 en de HLE1503 terug thuis. Helemaal achteraan bolde dan ook nog het postrijtuig van Train World mee.

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Gray was and still is - with the exception of an occasional sunny day - the main color of the 2025 autumn season. So we had to rely on the special trains. One of those special trains was definitely on the agenda... On the day itself, the rain radar predicted it would be pouring rain at the scheduled time in Hennuyères, but I persevered.

You'd be forgiven for thinking so, because the train in question was transporting museum equipment from Monceau to Train World in Schaerbeek. After a temporary exhibition (NMBS, occupied company: between collaboration and resistance), the permanent exhibits were allowed to return to their place in the museum.

While waiting, I was caught in a heavy rain shower, but luckily it cleared up briefly when B-Technics' 7763 appeared on the curve with its tow. The train came towards me at a snail's pace (30 km/h), and a good minute later I was able to take a picture, soaking wet but satisfied.

A good hour and a half after this photo, Postal Carriage 70803, HLD6406, TEE Carriage I0-A8tu 00.135 and HLE1503 were back home. The Train World postal carriage was also at the very back.

Belgium, Hainault, Hennuyères, L96 Quévy- Brussels - September 3, 2025 - 7:08 PM.

Isn't it beautiful how life always finds a way to persevere?

For those of you who don’t know, I’ve started to bake sourdough. This was something which started in and came from lockdown. My journey was challenging. The making of the ‘starter’ was the most complex and indeed my first starter went in the bin. I persevered. For a little while I was taking photos of weekly makes and I’m still baking one or two each week and I have improved.

I had a bit of a breakthrough last bake and have to report this was the best bake ever! So I’m sharing with you for this week’s challenge. This is my B in square format.

A pretty Hoverfly on Gorse flowers HFDF! Wishing everyone a happy & safe Easter weekend. If anyone can provide an ID I'd be grateful.

The Gorse here in SE Ireland is glorious at the moment. For my own Gorgeous Golden Gorse group and my ongoing project to see if Gorse really does flower every month in Ireland. There is an old saying "when Gorse is out of blossom, kissing's out of fashion". I'm unable to go walking more than 2km from home at the moment so unless the restrictions are lifted I'll be unable to find Dwarf (Western) Gorse on the hills in the Summer but for now I shall persevere in my quest.

Photo 19/100 for the 100 Flowers 2020 group.

Had a great day out in the Lake District yesterday chasing the forever changing light with my good friend Danny Kenealy, With storm Eric slowly easing off and hampering some of our plans with blocked roads due to fallen trees and flooded roads we persevered and soldiered on ...

This was the dramatic scene as a squall of rain past over the Langdale Pikes looking over Blea Tarn

Wildflowers, I envy them.

Seeds cast by the wind to land where they may,

they stay and hold against most hot, most cold.

They persevere, roots shallow yet fierce and free.

They epitomize to me all that I sometimes yearn to be.

Many thanks to all who takes the time to view, comment and fave my pictures!

#22 -- World Book Day -- 116 Pictures in 2016

Such an apt day for remembering my Papa's birthday, as he so loved to read. Some of my earliest memories are of the delight in his voice when he read aloud to us. He loved the Pooh stories (& had particular affection for Eeyore & Roo), but loved even more the rhymes in When We Were Very Young & Now We Are Six. He could not read the fence painting scene in Tom Sawyer without laughing so hard that he cried.

So here's an assortment of his books that came to me, some of them touching on his career as a volcanologist, in a few of the various places where he worked. Also, showing his great interest in birds & all natural phenomena. And a bit of literature, too -- the O. Henry volume was a gift on his 19th birthday. How fascinating I found those red volumes when I was a child -- they pulled me into mysteries of nuances & intonations & adult things I couldn't entirely understand, but persevered in exploring, losing myself in the magic of books.

Here's one from last Autumn. The scene is of Butterton from Grindon Moor/ Grindon Moor is a wild and rugged place, in the Southern end of the Peak District, high up, with open heath and a few farmsteads but very bleak in winter. Butterton is a village nearby and you can just make out the church spire in this. It's the gateway to the very beautiful manifold Valley which is hugely popular with tourists during the summer months.

Both me and my wife have ancestral Roots there. My great grandfather x6 was the vicar at that church and inside the church is a plaque that that tells a moving tale. Roland Cantrell, a great uncle from a few generations back in my wife's family bravely went to the rescue (with two friends) of a small boy who had fallen down a mine shaft but they all died in the attempt. His tombstone is well persevered in the graveyard there too.

I always feel a tinge of sadness at the sight of Butterton knowing that story. That is reflected here in the dreamy Cyanotype treatment.

After striking out with finding a petoskey stone on the beach at Wilderness State Park, we tried our luck at Petoskey State Park. The midges were out in constant swarms again but we persevered. No luck finding one, but we did see a lot of other cool stones!

This Easter Egger hen is challenging to photograph, as those feathers around her neck often obscure her eyes. I try to persevere until I get a shot, though. She was sashaying about the chicken enclosure at Wright-Locke Farm while I was tending to the flock tonight.

Wales is deceptive. A bit like France in miniature it takes longer to navigate your way across it than even your frankest assessment of the map in front of you allows for. As we finished what passed for our breakfast in the Travelodge (our provisions not theirs) next to the old Severn Bridge we knew the 170 odd miles to the opposite end of the Principality was going to take longer than your average journey of this sort of length - but we should have added on a couple of hours for good measure. There were a lot of tractors making steady progress along narrow roads, where often we would find ourselves crawling to a halt as we waited for red lights to change to green. The highway maintenance teams of Wales certainly appeared to be fully occupied as we slowly continued towards Anglesey.

Mind you, there were plenty of distractions, and I'm not just talking about the beer aisle in Aldi at Abergavenny. Once we'd got past the environs of the Brecon Beacons I was in completely uncharted territory, and I liked it very much. Suddenly Builth Wells and Rhayader were real towns in handsome surroundings rather than simply names on a map. We stopped at the latter for a coffee and what was either an early lunch or a second attempt at breakfast. I don't remember which. I'd never heard of Clywedog Reservoir until I was gazing down at it from a thoughtfully placed car park. It really was all rather splendid. How on earth had I advanced into middle age without having seen these places before? It's not that far away from Cornwall.

Further north we persevered and for the first time there were dark brooding mountains on the horizon. I love mountains - I'd never seen a proper one until I was well into my thirties and I've been obsessed with them ever since. It's just that it's a long journey from home to see them, and my better half doesn't share my enthusiasm, which doesn't really help to be honest. We'd come for a three night stay near Caernarfon and the Snowdonia national park was to be our playground for the long weekend ahead - we were getting close. But before all of this our plan was to get to Llanddwyn Island on Anglesey to photograph Twr Mawr lighthouse.

By the time we arrived at Newborough Beach the February light was already beginning to fade, taking with it those beautiful mountains, which now lay to the south. While Dave and Lee stopped on the beach, distracted by what I still have no idea, I pressed on against a strengthening wind towards the island. A storm was due over the weekend and was letting us know early, shaking my tripod with every restless gust from the west. The cold wind coming in hard from the Irish Sea, the lack of time to absorb the place as the darkness approached and the sullen bank of cloud did little to help my composition and after a few shots I moved on and found another view. The famous lighthouse hadn't been a success. Sometimes you have to just walk away.

A year later I decided to have another try at the raw files I'd made that day. Lockdown in the UK has meant that some of our YouTube gurus have been producing rather more educational content than they normally would, and I hoped I might have absorbed something that would help me to revisit old images. I'd also invested in the Topaz utility suite, which is often helpful in removing indiscretions - camera shake in this case - and bringing a little sharpness to a previously blurry image. I'm afraid I'm a sucker for trying to grab 1.3 seconds in a gale and sometimes I don't get away with it. But those moving grasses were just begging to be captured.

So now I'm at peace with this image. I managed to catch the backdrop of those shadowy beasts of Snowdonia before the distant clouds stole them for good, and although there was none of that classic sunset stuff that you look for in a scene like this, it brings to me that sense of a big storm approaching. Storm Ciara did arrive later, and much of Sunday was lost as we decided not to take any silly risks with flying debris sailing past our rented cottage all morning, while we cowered inside with coffee watching Whisky Galore. It was brutal and the nation was advised to stay indoors. Sadly much of the time we'd planned among the mountains was lost to the storm.

We returned home from Wales on the Monday via the North West of England and the motorways. Despite the snowstorm it was a much faster route, but nowhere near as appealing. Next time I'll stick with the scenic route and get stuck behind all of those tractors again. But it'll be worth it.

Wir möchten ganz lieb für Euren Besuch

und die netten Kommentare Dankeschön sagen ...

Vielleicht schenkt Ihr uns auch ein Sternchen ...

Wir wünschen Euch, eine Woche voller Freude

und immer viel Foto-Glück ...

Haltet Abstand, seid achtsam, passt auf,

die anderen tun es nicht und bleibt gesund ...

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It’s taken a year for me to post this photo. I mentioned in yesterdays post the midge onslaught from last year in this wood and that I was running scared to return at this year. Just writing about it I started to miss the place. Ok I suffered the days after the visit but I was in the wood from 5:30am to 8:50 so I persevered the conditions for a while. I decided to visit the photos from last year and here is one I can remember having fun with. I climbed all over this fallen birch looking for the killer composition and I thought I feel I failed at the time looking back here is one I quite like. Although there is no clear focal point in the distance it does give depth and I do like diagonal of the fallen tree, it’s like a barrier to different terrains. I’m away in Hertfordshire next week but on my return I just might squeeze a late June visit.

My interpretation of Turner work Pastel on Canson paper. Snow Storm - Steam-Boat off a Harbour's Mouth shows a ship off the English coast struggling to persevere through a storm. Rumor has that Turner actually had himself tied to the mast of a ship during the storm to get a better account of the wind and ocean and what the ship must've felt like in the midst of it. There is no way to test the validity of this rumor, however it is clear that unlike any other artist, Turner grasped the nature of the storm better than any other artist. This story, located in Harwich, was most likely invented but shows a striking proof of Turner's lifetime of experience on the sea.

The steam-boat resides in the center of the vortex. Turner once again shows the effects of the environment over mankind's inabilities.

I didn't get the vendor in this shot, he had just ducked behind the stand to grab two of whatever the customer ordered.

I loved walking around Vietnam at night. Lots of activity, people stop to practice their english and patiently persevere while I try my hand at Vietnamese.

Hadn't been out with camera for a week, poor light and rain etc. so had a go today. Just about to leave when she turns up at 12:00 ! Best light of the day, sometimes you need luck if you persevere and she didn't disappoint, another 45min session. The squirrels saved the day when I switched off the camera at 12:00 , they all shot up the trees and started their warning calls which was my cue to get ready for "Polly". Still cant believe she keeps turning up at mi-day , needless to say I "filled my boots" and my SD card 😁 Always important to get her to show her paws which they seem to hide most of the time !

Canon EOS R5 +300mm f2.8MKII @11 metres 1/320 f3.2 iso 2500

This morning I went outside shortly after breakfast to test an older camera. The reason for this is because I'll be taking it with me tomorrow to the Wales Airshow at Swansea Bay as a standby just in case I totally write off my Canon 90 d ( heaven forbid 😣 ) as I did with my previous camera the last time the event was held ( photo in comments of what happened then .. ..)

It's on a diet.....of peanuts.

It is unbelievably windy out there this morning.

All the leaves that I piled on the gardens and carefully tucked in will be in the next county.

Each fall I try to pick a time that it will rain the next day. I cover the beds with leaves and then wait for the rain and to see if Mother Nature will just blow them all away.

Very efficient way to mulch. 😱😟😣😬😖😕

Another early start but this time I was awake by 2am(😲😣) so I got to the headland with a bit more time today. Windy & Clear Outside had predicted a better showing of High Cloud and less on the horizon but the cloud on the horizon softened the sun as it rose so it really was that orange/red colour and it got reflected in the water. A few mins before I took this photo a pod of dolphins was swimming/jumping just out of shot on the right but I only had a 70-200 with me so couldn't get anything worthwhile and concentrated on the sunrise

Old Harry Rocks, Studland, Dorset - Standing tall on Handfast Point at the southern end of Studland Bay is one of the most famous landmarks on the South Coast – Old Harry. They are part of the Jurassic Coast World Heritage Site and are managed by the National Trust.

The chalk formations are popularly known as Old Harry Rocks, but the name Old Harry actually refers to the single stack of chalk standing furthest out to sea. Until 1896 there was another stack known as Old Harry’s Wife, but erosion caused her to tumble into the sea, leaving just a stump.

Thousands of years ago, Old Harry and The Needles (another chalk rock formation) on the Isle of Wight were linked by a line of chalk hills that eroded away during the last ice age. On a clear day you can see The Needles from Studland Bay.

There are a number of theories about where Old Harry got its name. It is reputedly named after either a famous local pirate (Harry Paye) or the devil. The top of the cliff nearby is known as Old Nick’s Ground which is another name for the devil. (Ref. Visit Dorset).

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*"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love never fails."

"Corinthians"

Well nothing showing again this morning so revisited the Goldcrest from Yesterday. this one is a bit better, I will persevere though, best viewed on full screen.

Jackson ist ein US-amerikanischer Hersteller von E-Gitarren und E-Bässen mit Sitz in Scottsdale, Arizona. Jackson ist eine „Tochterfirma“ des Gitarrenherstellers Fender, der bereits seit den 1940er Jahren Solidbody-Gitarren baut und heute zu den größten und erfolgreichsten Konzernen der Branche zählt. Mit der Übernahme der Firma Jackson stieg Fender auch in die Metal-Szene ein.

Bei z.B. Kiss, Metallica und Children of Bodom gehörten Jackson Gitarren zu den Auserwählten. Und deshalb will ich auch eine .. 😣

Jackson is an American manufacturer of electric guitars and electric basses based in Scottsdale, Arizona. Jackson is a “subsidiary company” of the guitar manufacturer Fender, which has been building solid-body guitars since the 1940s and is now one of the largest and most successful companies in the industry. With the takeover of the Jackson company, Fender also entered the metal scene.

For example, with Kiss, Metallica and Children of Bodom, Jackson guitars were among the chosen ones. And that's why I want one too..... 😣

A beautiful night with storm clouds gathering in the west. A few tiny gnats were waging war on me, but I persevered! A few are actually visible in the image!

Contrast as of late has consumed me with winters scorn. I've found contrast in colors can be dramatic and shouldn't go unappreciated. I'd like to thank my virtual friends for commenting/fav'ing as of late. You're part of the driving force that allows me to persevere the cold and to capture these moments in time.

L’Homme Magazine SL May 2024

On our cover is Gaze (Wendigo Daddy), designer-owner of AFTERPARTY, and other ventures including his own shopping sim. We watched Gaze persevere and grow as a creator, starting from scratch with simpler accessories and now rigged items and outfits. His friendly and kind nature and his passion for creating is admirable. Great work Gaze, keep on creating!

In this issue, we are excited to share with you the most recent amongst a myriad of men’s fashion creations that our designers churned out over the months, presented by our photographers and stylists in several Designer Features, Editorials, and Advertisements.

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Seit Tagen sehe ich immer wieder die Bilder dieses BMW .. dessen Insassen den erzwungenen STOP nicht überlebt haben. Was mich beschäftigt ist die erschreckende Erkenntnis, dass der Krimi am Sonntagabend und die Realität manchmal ganz dicht bei einander liegen. 😣

For days I have been seeing the pictures of this BMW again and again ... whose occupants did not survive the forced STOP. What concerns me is the frightening realization that the thriller on Sunday evening and reality are sometimes very close to each other. 😣

I love Cornwall, especially during the winter months. Although the weather hasn't been favorable this week, there was a break from the howling winds and rain, so I ventured out for a stroll along the SW Coastal path.

Pedn Vounder beach isn't an easy place to get to, especially when the ground is still wet, but persevere I did. Mounting a tripod on a narrow ledge and scrambling to attach an ND filter, not so easy....

Thanks for viewing and have a great day....:-)

Just like the snail....Persevere, no matter how slow it goes!.......It is said that Edison failed 3,000 times or so before he made the electric light. Do not be discouraged if you fail a few times.

What it boils down to is one percent inspiration and ninety-nine per cent perspiration. Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up. en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Thomas_Edison

This shot is dedicated to Max and Emma who found this snail in their garden and came running in the house yelling...."Aunt Debbie...Aunt Debbie....get your camera there is a snail in the garden on the okra leaf." Thanks Max and Emma for making life so much fun! I love you! Aunt Debbie : )