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Oh look, what is that in the distance coming north down the line?
It's my commuter rail train a couple of minutes early!
Good, because it's really cold out here!
Wait, that's not a commuter rail train.
This is the first time I've seen CSX activity here in Mansfield on a Sunday. This is also the fastest I've ever seen CSX go. It was really zooming! The commuter rail train was close behind.
Mike Bruff ( www.facebook.com/pages/Bruff-Photography/160973627266395 ) has Studio Sunday sessions for local photographers. Always a great time! This weeks model was Robyn B, great personality and a blast to work with.
From:
14 > 17 July 2011
Sunday Below Ground
Basement Gallery
Shoreditch Town Hall
380 Old St.
London
EC1V 9LT
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After the fun but tiring Saturday doll meet, the crew winds down on an easy Sunday morning. ♥
*Ave’s white lace dress made by the talented Madz of Dear Resin! Thank you, bb! ♥♥♥
Sunday bliss starts with breakfast.
Filmjölk, fruit and müsli; followed by cheese sandwiches, boiled eggs and coffee, of course.
Work in Progress - Sunday Morning 30 years ago.
Sneak peek memories of the old living room and dad's typewritter. More details will fill in that old bookshelf.
obra Gris - Hace masomenos 30 anos, recordando momentos en la salita de estar y la vieja maquina de escribir de papa. mas detalles por venir iran llenando la repiza
I know I’m missing here. I have no apologies. But I really need more free time. I miss my vacations, college is a rush. Help me! haha
This photo was taken on Sunday afternoon when I was shooting for a college work. New angles. Hope you enjoy. See ya asap!
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Eu sei que estou em falta com vocês. Eu não tenho desculpas. Mas eu realmente preciso de mais tempo livre. Sinto falta das minhas férias, a faculdade é uma corrida! (acho que vou enlouquecer) Socorro! haha
Em breve postarei no blog e com mais frequência aqui no Flickr também. Me perdoem mesmo.
Essa foto foi tirada no domingo à tarde quando eu estava fotografando para um trabalho da faculdade. Novos ângulos. Espero que gostem. Até mais!
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A row of classic cars line a street inside Oakland Cemetery for 2013's Sunday in the Park festival. Myself, being a car guy, I really enjoy looking at the classic Fords/Lincolns/Cadillacs ect.They had more than double the amount of car this year than two years ago. A pleasant surprise!
2013 Sunday in the Park
Oakland Cemetery
Downtown Atlanta, Georgia
Sunday on the Reforma boulevard in México City. With the streets closed to car traffic thousands take to their bicycles for a bike ride.
Blogged in The Woodwork: When did you go digital?
John Koontz asks what convinced me to make the jump to digital photography. The answer is this painting. (Read the blog entry for a deeper explanation.)
Image is from Wikipedia.
"That may be all I need
In darkness he is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
And I never want to leave..."
Sofia and Maria across from Hyperion Espresso in Fredericksburg, Virginia. Sunday January 12, 2014. (hyperion20140112-4694)
Sunday on the Reforma boulevard in México City. With the streets closed to car traffic thousands take to their bicycles for a bike ride.
My muse, our 16 weeks old daughter on a Sunday morning sucking her thumb. I love the soft shadows of the natural light on her face.
After years of cross border agression, Phoenix upped the stakes to a new level this year with their peeps slingshot. The folks in the Odyssey banned peeps for next year's war.
Sunday morning, praise the dawning
I've got a restless feeling by my side
Early dawning, Sunday morning
It's just the wasted years so close behind
Watch out, the world's behind you
There's always someone around you who will call
It's nothing at all
Sunday morning and I'm falling
I've got a feeling I don't want to know
Early dawning, Sunday morning
It's all the streets you crossed, not so long ago
Watch out, the world's behind you
There's always someone around you who will call
It's nothing at all
Sunday morning