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The inscription over the entrance to one of the Etruscan tombs at the Necropolis del Crocifisso del Tufo (my husband was pointing as he was reading it to me - yeah, he can read Etruscan).
The necropolis is situated below the town of Orvieto (which sadly we did not have time to visit), made by tufa rocks and in use mainly from the middle of the 6th century B.C. and then some hundred years (though the area actually was in use in total from the 8th to the 3rd centuries B.C). There are some 70 family tombs, built almost like small houses, with an entrance and straight walls and a door-opening (and inscriptions over the doors, telling who is buried where).
Behind a market stall in Kunming, the capital of the Chinese province Yunnan
A westbound Herzog "candy cane" train blasts out of Montgomery tunnel with the Reading heritage unit in the lead.
3-9-2022
The weekly Conrail power move from Reading to Enola approaches its destination as it crosses the Rockville Bridge. This assemblage of local power from Reading, usually predominated by former Reading SW900’s, SW1500’s, and MP15’s, could also include GP10’s, GP15-1’s and GP38’s. These locos were mostly assigned to five-day a-week jobs, and were serviced at Enola on the weekends. This day’s lineup included eight SW900’s, an MP15, a GP38-2, a GP15-1, and an outlier SD50.
The Reading & Northern “mountain job” serves Universal Forest Products in Gordon, Pennsylvania. The customer’s lumber business is located on the one-time site of the Reading locomotive facility. Gordon gained notice as the base for steam’s last stand on the Reading, when the last active T1 4-8-4’s were assigned to helper service here until 1957.
Taken with a fish eye lens.
Reading Minster, officially the Minster Church of St Mary the Virgin is the oldest church in Reading, with origins likely in the 7th century. Tradition credits Saint Birinus with founding an early chapel on the site, reflecting Reading’s emergence as a Saxon settlement.
In 979, Queen Ælfthryth established a royal nunnery here, possibly as penance for the murder of her stepson, Edward the Martyr. A Saxon doorway in the church survives from this period.
The minster lost prominence after Reading Abbey was founded in 1121 by Henry I, which became the town’s religious centre for four centuries.
Following the Abbey’s dissolution in 1539 under Henry VIII, the minster was restored (1551–55) using materials salvaged from the abbey ruins, helping it regain importance.
Today, the Grade I listed Gothic church remains a central parish church and historic landmark, standing near St Mary’s Butts in the heart of modern day Reading, where the medieval town first developed.
When I say that I'm a "travel photographer" (which is not actually something I say a lot, but it's been mentioned), I don't mean that I fly around the world to National Geographic locations. I generally don't fly at all.*
By travel, I mean that I generally don't shoot at home. I travel (drive) to the locations I photograph.
Usually, it's about three to five hours away from where I live. And often it's just a daytrip.
Once a year, I am fortunate enough to take a month off and travel the US by car. Then, I am mostly camping, staying in hotels only when I "have" to. Usually the camping is free and in a tent. I don't like sleeping in my car.
For me, photography is how I interpret the world outside of my daily world. I don't carry a camera with me basically ever (unless I'm traveling).
I'm sure flying with big cameras and film isn't that much of a pain in the ass. And I see the draw in being able to essentially teleport ones self to your destination. It allows you to explore that destination much more thoroughly than I am usually able to. There's a great benefit to this.
But I am also a travel photographer in the sense that I photograph what I see while I'm literally traveling.
In this photo, taken looking towards Steptoe Butte in the Palouse area of eastern Washington, I literally stopped on the road, got out of the car, grabbed my RB67, and took the shot.
I don't think there's some big controversy over what is and isn't travel photography (unlike the ridiculous arguments over what is and isn't street photography), but it's at least something to think about while I'm apparently taking some sort of break.
*I've flown three times in my life - 1984, 2007, 2020. Will I ever do it again?
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'Reading No Words'
Camera: Mamiya RB67
Lens: Mamiya-Sekor 3.8/90mm
Film: Fomapan 100
Process: FA-1027; 1+14; 9min
Washington
August 2022
Reading class T1 2102 leaves downtown Pittsburgh, Pa. the morning of May 22, 1977 double heading a trip over Conrail to Altoona and back with GTW 4070.
The Columbia & Reading Railway operates about one and a quarter miles of the timetable western end of the former Reading’s Reading & Columbia Branch. The mainstay business is a scrapyard that generates several carloads per week, and a freight car rebuilding business has also located along the line. Power is this Alco S2, seen here shut down for the weekend in Columbia, Pennsylvania.
The Reading heritage unit soldiers on, looking like it's been through a battle, through the farm land of Perry County PA along NS's Pittsburgh Line.
July 27, 2020.
In 1970, the US Treasury’s longest-running promotions for Savings Bonds was initiated. Posters and billboards seemed to be everywhere, and even some railroads got into the act. The Reading Company had several freight cars augmented with the placards, including this covered hopper seen at Allentown, Pennsylvania in 1986