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Three EJ&E SD38-2s, led by the 662, pull up to the signal at the Rock in Joliet, IL. To my knowledge, this date (2/25/10) was the last time a trio of Js led a train out of Joliet.
It was not only her responsibility to take care of here brother .....But to haul bricks inside the family Kiln .... It was common place to find children raising children .
Captured at: Cathedral of the Incarnation
Garden City, NY.
Had one more image to share from the inside of the "Cathedral of the Incarnation", this time looking out to the towering rear exit of the church. This shot was captured with a wide angle lens to help further accentuate the high walls and soaring ceiling of this beautiful cathedral.
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"Raising the Roof" is a vertical HDR panorama image constructed from 20 bracketed shots using a 1 stop differential. The shot was processed in ACR, tone mapped w/ Aurora HDR, and stitched together / finished in Photoshop.
PS processing also includes the use of Topaz Labs plugins -- Adjust, Denoise AI, Glow, and Impression.
What's this, an invitation? To the Annual Fund-Raiser's Ball? Sanura stared at the invitation in her hand, all white and pristine. "Why would I get such an invitation?" She asks herself. "I'm not rich, nor do I have social standings in that community." She continues to stare at the invitation, a look of bewilderment on her face. The name on the card was definitely hers. How though, and why? She just could not understand why she would be invited to such a high end event. At any rate it was her name, and it looked official. Now her only problem, a dress. How could she afford a formal dress? On her salary, it was just impossible ...
Two days till the Ball and still no dress, "I guess I just won't go." Sanura tells herself. She turns her head to the knock at her door, moving to the door quickly. She opens the door to find a delivery man standing there, with a sizable package in his hand.
"Your name Sanura?" the man asks. When she nods, he replies. "Good sign here please," as he hands her a clipboard.
Sanura signs the paper, asking. "What is it?" When the man doesn't answer, but only offers a shrug of his shoulders; she nods a farewell and closes the door. She rushes to the couch to open the package, and gasps at what she sees. A beautiful white, silky formal dress. She holds it up to herself and twirls around, then sways back and forth as if she were dancing with someone. Wait, she thinks to herself; who could have sent this to me? She searches the box for a card, or something that might tell her who would give her such and expensive dress. Nothing, not a single clue, as to who ...
Is the night of the ball, and there is the cab. Time to go Sanura, she tells herself. She takes one last look at herself and with a satisfied nod, heads to the cab.
The entire way there, things ran through her mind. Like, why me, who would wish me there? What if it's a mistake? Will they throw me out? Maybe I should just have the cabby turn the car around. When she arrives at the large mansion, all her thoughts just fly out the window. As a child she had always dreamed of living in such a large beautiful home. Now to be able to actually visit one, to be at a regal party inside one. All she could do was look in awe at the building before her. When the cabby spoke she nearly jumped out of her skin. She payed the guy, and stepped out of the car, walking slowly to the entrance ...
Two hours had passed, and Sanura had been having the time of her life. She danced with numerous men, some young, some old, and some around her own age. She didn't mind, she was just happy to be here. She ate some of the finest gourmet food she had ever tasted before. Talked with some of the most interesting people she had ever met. Now she was standing, sort of in a corner, just taking it all in. She had been watching a couple, that appeared to her to be from India possibly; their attire surely caused that assumption. When out of the corner of her eye, she saw him. He was absolutely gorgeous, shoulder length black hair. Bright blue eyes, that she could see from clear across the room. A well styled and kept goatee, and what looked to be a very expensive tux. His eyes, those ice blue eyes. They seemed to look straight through her, and a shiver ran right down her spine. The dream played in reverse in her mind, and she barely took a breath. Was this her dream, was this man from the dream? Surely she was in her bed at this very moment, and this was nothing more then that very dream. The panic she felt was more then enough to make her run. She ran straight through the crowd and down the long steps, to the street, where she caught the first cab that stopped. When she reached her apartment, she slammed the door, leaning against it. Her breathing was so fast and heavy, her chest was rising and falling as if she had ran a mile straight. When she had finally calmed herself and made her way to her room, she rested her head on her pillow, closing her eyes; hoping this night would be different. "Please, not tonight." The only words whispered in the still of her darkened room, as she fell into a restless sleep ...
William’s Practice involves beading everyday objects. With this work, he explores the ideas around trespassing as he subtly critiques rights of land. These camping chairs – created by many hands and thousands of glass beads – are set on river rocks that acknowledge the waterways and shorelines that run through Turtle Island. He raises the questions: “Who is claiming ownership of these lands?”
The SL Renaissance Festival to raise funds for the American Cancer Society's Making Strides Against Breast Cancer Sept 28- Oct 6.
Wearing:
Grasshopper - St Bianca Cap & Braid
Ruxy - Theodora Gown (Stag Hunt item)
Drunken Brokkr - Myrkari Bracers Gloriana edition
Heartsdale Jewellery -Renaissance II Collection
Info & Links on my Blog ~ aznanasfandangles.blogspot.com/2024/09/092724rf02.html
Visit the SL RenFest inworld ~ maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Ren%20Fest%201/153/211/24
Raising Awareness through Rally
In preparation for her “Project 356 World Rally Tour,” Renée Brinkerhoff and her Valkyrie Racing team extensively modified this 1956 Porsche 356A for off-road travel on snow and ice. Brinkerhoff’s journey, undertaken to raise awareness and money for her charity to fight child trafficking, stretched 20,000 miles over seven continents and necessitated multiple modifications to the car’s original design. As displayed here, the vehicle features a unique track and ski system as well as numerous mechanical upgrades to allow it to operate in extremely cold conditions.
Courtesy of Renée Brinkerhoff and Valkyrie Racing
This Vehicle featured in the ‘We Are Porsche’ Exhibit. At The Petersen Automotive Museum.
It was only a matter of time before this happened! It's only about two weeks ago that this new sculpture by Antony Gormley was officially unveiled at the University's Sidgwick Site.
After the Olean invasion of Terraversa, all over the country Terraversans are flocking to the defence of their homeland.
The militia are a mixture of hardened veterans of the War of Independence and younger new comers. Most wear old homespun jackets in dull and neutral colours. Nicknamed the ‘Brown Coats’ you won’t find these men fighting in neat lines and marching with perfect timing. Expert marksmen with years of experience in the local environment, they will resist the vile invaders with the same ferocity they demonstrated overthrowing Marderian tyranny.
In this scene; so typical on the outskirts of Westface these days, a veteran militiaman says goodbye to his wife and daughter. His daughter hands him his tricorne, which she has decorated with a white swan feather for good luck. It is a poignant moment and she fervently entreats the Gods to return her father to her safely.
Meanwhile, the company officer (who coincidently is the militiaman’s brother-in-law) waits with other militiamen and Atwi allies. He has another eight farmsteads to visit today, before proceeding into Westface for further orders.
Bright, busy day on Princes Street, just in front of the Royal Scottish Academy (the raised steps there are a good spot for taking people watching snaps)
To the hard working people
Let's drink to the lowly of birth
Raise your glass to the good and the evil
Let's drink to the Salt Of The Earth