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Taken on February 5, 2025, at 3:39:58 p.m.
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Back over on the west side of Bainbridge, NY near the Blue Seal Feeds complex this Delaware & Hudson westbound fly's through one of many ess curves the D&H Albany main has to offer. It's a typical cloudy Southern Tier day. I've reached the age of 17 and now out chasing with a $300 74' Ford Pinto I could call my very own.
Trumpeter Swans need a good running start on water to get airborne, but it can be a little tricky when they attempt it on ice like this one. Maybe those tiny claws help a little.
Sitting on a calm sheltered bay which looks over Plymouth Sound, the twin villages of Cawsand and Kingsand are a pair of 17th Century fishing villages, once renown for their fishing and smuggling activities.
The streets are narrow and twisting, and the diverse geology of the area is reflected in the building materials. A pleasing palette of rust and grey slatestone and rich red sandstone contrasts with the pretty pastel colours of the rendered buildings.
Simple, single storey stone sheds, outhouses and fish cellars recall the importance of the fishing industry which flourished in the 18th century. They were built from red volcanic stone, known as rhyolite, which was probably quarried from the bedrock on the foreshore.
By the start of the twentieth century Cawsand’s sizeable fishing fleet was in serious decline. The once plentiful stocks of pilchards had been reducing since the 1880s, and were completely destroyed by motorized trawlers based in Plymouth. By 1914 there were only 16 boats left in the village. The two communities could no longer rely on the sea to employ a sizeable proportion of its population and many left to look for work elsewhere.
Returning from a hiking tour I suddenly heard the sounds of galloping horses coming towards me. A few seconds later this little herd of horses (two more aren't in the picture) appeared in front of me on the dirt road and I had just enough time to jump out of the way. It turns out that their pasture is only closed towards the entrance to the valley. Their owners trust that the river and the mountains around the valley will keep them from wandering too far. However, there's plenty of space for them to roam.
For my NOSTALGIA album.
PHOTO CREDIT: my old buddy Rex Burke.
Photo not taken by me.
I grew up in San Angelo, and Rex lived there for awhile as well and we became friends, a friendship that has lasted through the years and across the miles as we both moved to different states many years ago.
When he goes back to visit San Angelo he sends me photos of the town, my old house, etc.
This is the Concho River which runs through town, and a running path which stretches 4 or 5 miles from one side of town to the other. And take note of that footbridge; across that footbridge into Sunken Garden Park and then it was only 3 blocks to my old house, the childhood home where I grew up and inherited when my folks passed away.
I've run across that footbridge, and on that footpath, for thousands of miles across the years. Used to run 5-10 miles a day, everyday, for years and years.
Lots of fond memories come back looking at this pic. Thanks, Rex, for providing it.
An immature gull takes flight with a stolen bivalve, looking for a safe place to break the shell and devour the goods.
A joyful child runs through shallow sea water with arms outstretched, captured in black and white, expressing freedom, innocence and the carefree spirit of summer.
Leaf-curling Spider (Phonognatha graeffei) female
We have gusty wind today and the 'anchor point' (upper Left) of her web was working loose. I watched her add several strands of web to strengthen it. I couldnt get to the other side to capture her at work. Having finished she climbed back down the side of her leaf home.
This photo is dedicated wholeheartedly to all children in this world who will never have a happy childhood.
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Southern FP7’s 3499, 3496, and 3497 glide over the Rapidan River in the Virginia settlement of the same name. They’re pulling a long string of excursion coaches bound for Charlottesville and a rendezvous with N&W 1218.
Running, running
Figure out the word
Running, running
Could you be any colder
Running, running
Take in another inside
Running, running
Come forward
Yo I said come forward
Come forward
What are you afraid of
Former locomotive of the ÖBB (Austrian Federal Railways) 1142 579 now operated by Pro-Lok GmbH with an westbound empty VTG tank car train photographed at Rekawinkel station (Lower Austria)
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Conditions on the shore at Donaghadee this morning were challenging to say the least!! I got some of the colours I wanted but you don't really get the sense of how windy it was!!! Holding my camera with one hand and my tripod with the other, there was still a bit of judder? It fairly wakens you up though :)
A short while after this.....the sky was leaden and the rains came....and came...and I went home!!
This Brown Bear had just swum across the river and I was thinking it would shake off the water like a dog, but this bear, likely a sow, decided the best way to get the water off was to run and run fast. You can see the water just cascade off her flanks as she gives it a go, paws off the ground, claws on display, ears bent back, and moving quickly. And she ran in my direction, which gave me a bit of pause, but she wasn't going for me thank goodness! That and nothing can hurt me if I'm looking through my viewfinder ;)
Taken 3 June 2019 at Lake Clark National Park, Alaska.