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Reminding us of passed times, BR InterCity-liveried 43184 graces the classic Dawlish sea wall leading 43285 and a couple of trailers en-route from Laira to Doncaster as 5E23 on a glorious 24 June, 2023.
Remind me of this commercial. Don't know why.
...ok, ok, maybe it's the life cycle of a tree that I was thinking about and how humans are the same way. We all grow old, we all become broken, and we all eventually die.
sessh, this growing old thing is hard, I think I am going to get me a Harley and grow my hair long.
That silver forest reminded me of you
And how I kissed you
And how I fell down to the bottom of a well
Looks similar to the b&w one, but it's different.
Don't comment on this because it has pretty light, i never want to upload my golden hour photo anymores.
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It reminds me a Chinese poem,
終南望餘雪
終南陰嶺秀
積雪浮雲端
林表明霽色
城中增暮寒
- 祖詠 -
ON SEEING THE SNOW-PEAK OF ZHONGNAN
See how Zhongnan Mountain soars
With its white top over floating clouds --
And a warm sky opening at the snow-line
While the town in the valley grows colder and colder.
- Zu Young -
A bus shot! :)))
Bro and Sis hung out together for a few days. Here they appear a little disheveled as they haven't even had their regurgitated bug breakfast yet...Day #40
Reminded me of old chess pieces, topiary in a National Trust property at Canons Ashby, Northampton. Viewed from the house towards the lake.
Reminding me of an ancient castle. This is located in the campanile at UC, Berkeley with a blast of sunshine. HWW!
Seeing this Ibis reminded me of the song "Coat of Many Colors" by Dolly Parton... So, I'm Listening to Dolly this morning as I process the image. Have a Great Day !!!
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The White-faced Ibis
The white-faced ibis is a wading bird in the ibis family, Threskiornithidae. This species breeds colonially in marshes, usually nesting in bushes or low trees.
This handsome bird shimmers with purple, green, and bronze plumage. Breeding adults add to this a ruby-red eye surrounded by a sharp white mask, and pink legs.
Flocks of this long-legged bird forage in marshes across large parts of the American West, where wetlands are very scarce and often ephemeral. They probe their long, curving bills into moist soil, searching for earthworms and other invertebrates, typically at the edges of marshes or in wet farm fields.
White-faced Ibises look dark, almost blackish, at a distance. Close up and in good light, breeding adults are glossy maroon with metallic green and bronze tones on the wing. They typically have red eyes with pink legs and facial skin. The face is highlighted by a narrow band of white, absent in Glossy Ibis. Immature and nonbreeding adults are more matte brown, without the white facial outline and with duller legs.
White-faced Ibises are usually seen in flocks, both when nesting in colonies and when foraging. They typically feed by lowering the bill into water, mud, or soil, to feel for prey, or sweep the bill through the water. They can also catch prey by sight, including insects on vegetation.
Found this Ibis while checking for wildlife photo-opportunities at a local park.
(200-600 @ 329 mm, 1/2500 @ f/8, ISO 4000, edited to taste)
Reminds me of the "cookie monster" on Sesame Street...lol....
Explore / Interestingness March 8, 2007. #405
A little something to remind us all that summer will be here sooner rather than later.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=M7u5SdjDSQQ
What a day for a daydream
What a day for a daydreamin' boy
And I’m lost in a daydream
Dreamin' ‘bout my bundle of joy
And even if time ain’t really on my side
It’s one of those days for takin' a walk outside
I’m blowin’ the day to take a walk in the sun
And fall on my face on somebody's new mowed lawn
I've been havin’ a sweet dream
I been dreamin’ since I woke up today
It’s starrin’ me and my sweet dream
'Cause she's the one that makes me feel this way
And even if time has passing me by a lot
I couldn't care less about the dues you say I got
Tomorrow I'll pay the dues for droppin’ my load
A pie in your face for bein' a sleepy bulltoad
And you can be sure that if you're feelin’ right
A daydream will last along into the night
Tomorrow at breakfast you may pick up your ears
Or you may be daydreamin' for a thousand years
What a day for a daydream
Custom made for a daydreamin' boy
And now I’m lost in a daydream
Dreamin ‘bout my bundle of joy
Songwriters: John Sebastian
Own image and textures 5167
This scene reminds me of a CAA incident I had a few years back. I wonder how much the tow costs in this case and if they split the bill three ways. A hard lesson if you run out of wind and don't have a motor it's basically the same as running out of gas.
I should explain - these three dinghies are part of the SOSA sailing school here in Summerland. I went there for several years before buying my 26 foot Catalina - since sold. I was surprised to see them heading so far up on the northern end of the lake heading toward Kelowna - usually we just cross to the other side and back again. Well apparently their adventure came to an abrupt end when the wind died - no way back without a tow and by the looks of the sail reflections in the water, that wind is not about to return any time soon.
This is a crop of a 24mp picture taken with the Sony A9 at a distance of approx 1km resolution enhanced 2x using Tolaz AI
This reminds me of two contradictory things:
1. The glorious solitude of night shooting.
2. The fact that solitude is often an illusion.
The moon, the sky, the trees... all contribute to the first thought. The dratted road and sidewalk attest to the second.
The moon's all raggedy because the wind was blowing scraps of cloud across it. Cue the lonely gypsy music... (and never mind the headlights!).
Humboldt University Berlin
Historic aircraft engine test site (1933 - 35)
The little round objects on the grass are part of a sound installation which simulates various wind noises.
ISO 100, f8 @ 20mm, 30sec, 10:53pm
Reminds me of my daughter around 1998-1999, she would read Brown Bear Brown Bear. “Bron Bear Bron Bear, what do see??? I see Bron Bear looked at me.” That’s how she would say it. It’s so cute. And while I don’t miss those days, I do miss those days.
... That big diesel motor is a playing my song Thank God and Greyhound you're gone... Have always enjoyed that old Roy Clark song. Wonderful recreation of the Heath Springs bus station. Unclear if this was the original station, however very nice right now.
This shot reminds me of a Wizard casting a magic spell. I've been wanting a shot of a Wood Duck flapping its wings for a while. This was one of my last shots during the time spent with these ducks, and I was extremely happy to get it. Even at 1/2000th a second there is still some minor wing blur, which gives you an idea of how fast the ducks flap their wings. Hope you enjoy the wizardry of the male wood duck!
It is Wednesday. Thanks for stopping by~!
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oops now its reach my limit of 200 photos ,
if upload more some will automatically delete so i am going to delete least interesting images to keep my best 200 or to show u more images.
i am sorry if i delete one of your favourite.
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Thank you to Jack Hanby for reminding me that I owned this beautiful sofa.
.....remind us we are all one dancing in the wind.
Lorin Morgan-Richards
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Please, don't fave and run, you will get yourself blocked.
Edited slightly in Topaz Studio
Texture with thanks to Lenabem Anna
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