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Seemingly dark, menacing clouds begin to envelop the Commodore Barry Bridge....or just nice timing for Black and White!
After taking what seemingly felt like all day and giving us anxiety attacks watching our light fade and the shadows creepin, Indiana Harbor Belt train BP2 finally departed Blue Island Yard. IHB 3861 (SD38-2) and IHB 4018 (GP40-2) lead a UP SD70M and a UP SD70ACe as they slowly crawl around the corner northbound at 139th street in Blue Island, IL, beginning their journey to Union Pacific’s Proviso Yard along the IHB West Line at sunset. Taken: 7-14-22
Feathers that seemingly appear out of nowhere are believed by many to be a message from the afterlife. On this particular day my sweet Ollie (dog) had to be put down, as they found a large cancerous mass in her abdomen, nothing could be done for her. I was broken hearted and shortly after her death this feather fell from above. I took it as a sign and was comforted by the thought that my furry loved one was at peace. I kept the feather and later added some water drops to represent my tears and took some macro shots. In memory of you, sweet Ollie.
This seemingly reserved and almost bashful tricolored heron peered at me around some wetland vegetation.
A Sandpiper, seemingly unconcerned about the dramatics offshore, goes about mining sand crabs for breakfast. Along the Northern Outer Banks of North Carolina. Thanks for the visit and have a large weekend everybody. Polarizer on this one which is why the colors jumped out of their shoes.
37401 seemingly emerges from a cloud of spray as it arrives at Filey with 3J51 10.00 York Thrall to York Thrall RHTT service.
A sizeable crowd of enthusiasts witness the spectacle and were later treated to a rousing departure as Mary and 37402 left for York.
I took a bit of a chance with this; the train was still moving at this point but the head-on viewpoint and low train speed somehow conspired to allow a shutter speed of 0.6s.
1Z10 2021 Comp - category 2: imagination
20th October 2021
If you're a lover, you should know
The lonely moments just get lonelier
The longer you're in love than if you were alone
Memories turn into daydreams, become a taboo
I don't want to be afraid, the deeper that I go
It takes my breath away, soft hearts, electric souls
Heart to heart and eyes to eyes, is this taboo?
Baby, we built this house on memories
Take my picture now, shake it till you see it
And when your fantasies become your legacy
Promise me a place, in your house of memories
Seemingly grazing in the "Walkabout" section of the Wild Animal Safari Park near Pine Mountain Georgia.
One of the nicest views from the last summer, a seaside next to my beautiful Baltic sea with its white sand beaches. Curonian Spit peninsula in Lithuania.
Made my annual pilgrimage to see the Northern Metalmarks in the Maryland mountains.
This small and seemingly unremarkable butterfly is classified as threatened and rare with a state ranking of S2 and declining.
A strict habitat and host plant specialist, the Northern Metalmark flies in the unforgiving shale barrens and limestone outcrops where one would normally not look for a butterfly.
Finding a Metalmark is like finding a gemstone amid the crumbling rubble of the shale slopes. The beauty of this diminutive butterfly is hidden in the details of its delicate metallic bands that sparkle in the sun and look especially gorgeous when viewed thru good binoculars. This butterfly has beautiful emerald colored eyes that stand out against the chocolate brown open wings and harmonize perfectly with the bright orange on the underside of its wings. (see next two shots)
This butterfly has a very short life of only about two weeks. Adults love to nectar on yellow composites, especially the Woodland Sunflower (Helianthus divaricatus) that grows on shale barrens and blooms precisely during the short adult life of this precious butterfly.
The larval host plant is the Roundleaf Ragwort (Packera obovata). Females lay their eggs on the underside of the leaves. The caterpillars hatch in August and begin to feed on the leaves. Half-grown they burrow into the soil around the leaf rosette where they sleep until spring. When they emerge next June they crawl back to the host plant and begin to feed again. By month's end they form a chrysalis on the soil around the ragwort. Winged adults emerge in late June and begin to adorn their nectar plants as in this photo.
This is the only Metalmark (Riodinidae) species in Maryland.
Earlier in the day, CP's 148 crew seemingly ran out of hours while working in Shoreham Yard. Dead in the water, the CN transfer then showed up and missed clearing the main at the Foley Wye by two car lengths. Thus, westbounds backed up a bit over the next few hours. The fourth of four stacked westbounds, J42, rolls over the Mississippi with a straight shot into Humboldt Yard around the corner.
The seemingly never-ending beach at Baile Sear/Baleshare on the west coast of North Uist, not far from where we were staying at Clachan an Luib.
Seemingly Unearthly Formations Encountered.
Natural Entrance Trail-30
An image captured while walking the Natural Entrance Trail in Carlsbad Caverns National Park with a view towards an amazing display of underground formations.
Let's go back a decade ago to seemingly another lifetime when I was Superintendent of the Alaska Railroad and using my free time to get trackside with my best friend Frank Keller. Back then your railroad ID was enough to get you access to Fort Richardson and the more than 60,000 acres of unadulterated Alaskan wilderness just minutes from downtown Anchorage. With the railroad cutting right through the heart of it, many joyful hours were spent out there. They were the best of times....
Running just a couple of minutes off the advertised, the twin SD70MACs on the point of train 230S the flagship daily Denali Star passenger train emit a puff of smoke as they clip up the gentle .3% grade at the posted track speed of 60 MPH. Just under 10 miles outside of their destination at Anchorage the passengers aboard are enjoying some more stunning Alaskan scenery on this glorious Friday evening nearing the end of an almost 12 hr journey from Fairbanks. This is about MP 123.6 deep on confines of Joint Base Elmendorf-Richardson in an area that is little photographed which is truly a shame. In the foreground is a tangle of Tufted Vetch, which is beautiful to look at and photograph but is a non-native invasive species. In the distance rise the high peaks of the Chugach Mountains.
Anchorage, Alaska
Friday July 22, 2011
Seemingly endless lights looking off to the horizon towards Brooklyn, from the Empire State Building. On this very windy and cold night, I felt fortunate to get a few decent photos. Temperatures were in the 20's, and the wind gusts must have been about 40 to 50 m.p.h.
A seemingly endless maze of pipes and handles in the closed Georgetown Steam Plant that is now a museum open to the public once a month. The instructions are on a large pipe on the middle right.
.. and it feels like a release from the seemingly endless grip of winter!
The land has almost dried out, the roads are passable (with great care) and finally the sun has returned.
Only fitful sunshine as the low clouds, mist and sea haar are still with us. But we have downed tools and taken cameras to visit some of our favourite haunts.
Fyvie Castle grounds and loch-side walk was our first summer outing, shot here with the Zeiss Makro lens. Yes I am having to relearn my landscape, outdoor lenses ... it is so easy to forget after almost 9 months of absence!
Zeiss 50mm Makro lens: Here
My Fyvie Castle set: Here
When there is seemingly no soil and certainly no water on a scree slope not only do the Kokerboom trees flourish but this little flower has found a foothold. I can only imagine that the broken rock has given shade and shelter enough to preserve a tiny amount of water, enough for life in this wilderness.
When the sky and sea blend into one grey continuity, our world, and the netherworld merge too.
Or, if you prefer, a foggy day on Bodega Bay.
Stourhead National Trust Gardens, Wiltshire, UK
Having had my Iceland trip cancelled and with a seemingly nice day forecast for the first day after the half-term school holidays were over I thought I'd flex my camera muscles down at Stourhead. In recent years I've been up in Scotland or the Lakes when the colours peak here but a combination of me not going to Iceland and the seemingly later colours this year meant I think I hit it pretty peak autumnal magnifiqueness!
I got lucky with very still conditions and some light early on and, had about an hour or so before the inevitable crowds arrived and started to mean if I wanted a half decent shot I was going to have to take multiple shots and do some selective brushing out. That Maple tree in particular is a magnet for people to stand for ages gazing at it only to be replaced by the next person as soon as they leave. As you can tell I'm one of those Togs who doesn't like crowds (are there any that do?) I really did not go there expecting it to be 'deserted' just I have this unreasonable expectation that people will only dawdle for a minute or two in one spot. I should know better by now!
I came away after about 3 hrs when the crowds were annoying me, the light was getting harsh and the water was rippling in the breeze. It was though one of those trips which recharged my internal battery and reminded me what a display Mother Nature can provide.
Not sure how much impact Storm Queron had on the trees here but really glad I got there when I did.
Hope everyone has a lovely weekend.
PS - yes for those interested this is one of my 65:24 crops as not much was going on in the sky😁
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This Great Egret had a seemingly pensive look which drew me to capture this profile.
From the University of Florida:
Diet: The Great Egret is a silent and patient stalker. It will stand still and wait patiently to strike or it will slowly wade through the water hoping to grab its prey. The Great Egret is a generalist. It will feed on fish, reptiles, amphibians, arthropods, and even other birds. Sometimes you may see Great Egrets sway their neck from side to side before striking.
This also demonstrates the hand-held ability of the budget RF800 combined with the budget R7 APS-C camera and current processing.
The APS-C sensor rendered this photo at about 1200mm.
I'm not scared of Israel. I'm scared of a world that has seemingly lost all sense of humanity. Greta Thunberg
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my digital rearrangement of slats on an exterior door
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This lady was walking along seemingly with her eyes closed and appeared to be lost in the music in her earbuds. There was a definite bounce in her step! Canon EOS 6D & EF 28-80mm f/2.8-4.0L
After seemingly endless flitting from branch to branch buried deep inside a bush, this Cape May warbler rewarded my patience with a pose on a Common Mullein.
The St. Paul Turn seemingly went on a whirlwind tour on this Saturday. In the morning, they went straight into the Commercial to drop cars, then shoved back out onto the Midway with the remainder of their train to continue down to CP's St. Paul Yard. Later in the afternoon, they came out at Hoffman with some cars and went up the Midway to St. Anthony to shove into the Commercial Yard. From there they went down to St. Paul again to eventually bring some more cars back up Shortline Hill, which required a second attempt at the hill it seems.
Here at St. Anthony they get some headroom with the first cut of cars in order to double up their train and head for home. Just about this time, the Union Yard job was shoving past. After making a joint, they pulled ahead a perfect amount for nice standard cab en passant.
I never cease to be amazed at the seemingly flimsy branches that the grey herons perch on, but reading below you will see that they only weigh a maximum of 2 kilograms.
We have a colony on the island in my local park.
Grey herons nest in groups at the same locations for generations, in sites known as heronries. To save time they will often reuse last year’s nest. They start arriving and making house repairs in February. Heron chicks can take as long as eight weeks to fledge, so even with an early start they will still be in the nest later than other young birds.
The grey heron (Ardea cinerea) is a beautiful statuesque bird, native to vast swathes of the Eastern Hemisphere. It’s found in a broad range of wetland habitats from Britain to Norway, to Japan, and South Africa and almost every country in between - bar the hottest deserts, and the coldest mountain ranges.
Here in Britain, the grey heron is one of the tallest birds you’ll encounter, standing at over a metre in height. Its size, combined with its smart grey black and white whiskery plumage, makes this fishing specialist instantly recognisable. Despite its grand looks and a 6ft whopper of a wingspan, the average heron weighs little more than a pheasant, with bigger males only reaching a maximum of 2 kilograms.
These seemingly autonomous machines emerged from the far side of the planet. Nobody ever discovered exactly where they came from or who created them.
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I'm always impressed by Shannon Sproule's ability to build sci-fi models in just one colour. I thought I'd give it a go for Febrovery!
This vehicle really rolls. There's a short video of it in action on Instagram, plus a couple more photos.
Sea Lion swimming seemingly without a care in the world, making the most elegant turns and rolls in the water.
Yet, another seemingly perfect rose! When you see 'em, you've just gotta capture 'em! What color! What perfect petals! Hope you enjoy!
Rose Gardens
Point Defiance Park
Tacoma, Washington
061221
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What a week it’s been. For me another of my seemingly endless trips to ER, this time with excruciating Kidney stones. Then yesterday, as many of you have no doubt heard, our biggest land earthquake ever measuring 5.9. It was felt in several other States. It was quite frightening and left me shaking, long after the rumbles and movement of the earth around me stilled. We were fortunate in a number of ways in that the overall damage was minimal and, probably thanks to lockdown, no-one was injured.
Unlike the 2011 Earthquake in New Zeland which caused a devastating amount of damage to the city of Christchurch from which they are still recovering. When I visited in 2019, I was surprised at how much damage remained with so little money to rebuild. One animal that has made the most of is the abandoned buildings the Black-billed gull who have chosen this half-demolished office block on Armagh Street in central Christchurch as a nesting site. This gull was once the most threatened gull species in the world but with some recovery, is now listed as “near Threatened”.
Many conservationists and bird loves are thrilled at having this special bird in the heart of the city but not so the developer as the birds presence is preventing development. Local cafe owners also dislike the birds being around as they "harass" diners for food. I hope the bird wins the stand -off in the long run but I am unsure of the current status of the site. It is pretty rare that an animal ever wins in these situations.
Unfortunately I am still dealing with alot of issues that make it hard to be on computer for long periods. Not going to bore you with all that but it is the reason for my sporadic Flickr work.
Hope everyone is safe and well and enjoying any freedoms you may have.
A view over a seemingly untouched natural and cultural landscape in the Vulkaneifel region of Germany. Each season has its own unique charm. Late autumn, with its final warm rays of sunshine, offers one of the last opportunities to enjoy the warmth and the breathtaking views over the rocky and forested landscape.
The Eifelsteig is particularly interesting for hikers: This 313-kilometer-long long-distance hiking trail stretches from Aachen to Trier and is divided into 15 stages. Along the route, hikers can experience fantastic natural highlights time and again. More information is available at: www.eifelsteig.de/
A seemingly deserted shop whose Christmas decorations still were hung up even in the mid summer in central Zürich. Poor Santa looked even more bloated than usual and as if he was suffering from carbon monoxide poisoning, There is an art to the shop display, though, even when it's a sad scene.
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Seemingly useless and rather large steel, green ornaments on a facade, which run from a small canopy to the windows behind it.
I saw the nails of a gigantic bird in it...
I know I'm seemingly obsessed with snow now but we've simply had SO much that it's really all I've photographed for many months now. We awake today in what is now supposed to spring to more of the white stuff. I'm 'pretty' certain there can't be any more though and spring will shoo it away soon!
This spot was a bit of a challenge to get to as it's nestled up on Grinton Moor in Swaledale but it's a favourite spot I visit and I didn't have it in the snow so made an effort (well....when I say I made an effort....I got my husband to drive the car who's a lot be experienced in winter driving than me - Southerner that I am lol!).
Seemingly the Spotted Towhee is a common bird in the north western staters of America, but like many others I hadn't heard of it until I looked it up after taking this photo. It is described as being Sparrow like but the size of a blackbird. This particular one was seen in a bush by the shore at Anacortes in Washington.
This seemingly wild scene does lack the natural tree cover that once would have carpeted most of the Highlands below 600 metres.
There are attempts in the area to promote regeneration in the form of a high, visually intrusive deer fence, which encloses a laughably small portion of Beinn Suidhe's northern slopes.
Token; small-scale; unambitious; half-hearted, I could go on . . .
This curious galaxy — only known by the seemingly random jumble of letters and numbers 2MASX J16270254+4328340 — has been captured by the NASA/ESA Hubble Space Telescope dancing the crazed dance of a galactic merger. The galaxy has merged with another galaxy leaving a fine mist, made of millions of stars, spewing from it in long trails. Despite the apparent chaos, this snapshot of the gravitational tango was captured towards the event’s conclusion. This transforming galaxy is heading into old age with its star-forming days coming to an end. The true drama occurred earlier in the process, when the various clouds of gas within the two galaxies were so disturbed by the event that they collapsed, triggering an eruption of star formation. This flurry of activity exhausted the vast majority of the galactic gas, leaving the galaxy sterile and unable to produce new stars. As the violence continues to subside, the newly formed galaxy’s population of stars will redden with age and eventually begin drop off one by one. With no future generations of stars to take their place, the galaxy thus begins a steady descent towards death.
#MacroMondays
#FillTheFrame
This was only a seemingly easy theme. When what I tried to do with a lily in a flower pot on the window sill didn't work as imagined (same with a eucalyptus leaf) a bunch of untimely tulips came to the rescue. Spring and tulip season are still months away, but our favourite flower stall at the Saturday market already sells tulips and since this winter is so drab and dark they are a most welcome forerunner of spring.
I kind of blocked myself out with this theme but didn't want to skip again, so I tried to focus on at least taking a decent image. I did focus stacking to achieve the best possible overall sharpness. No in-camera stacking this time because of the fairly large DOF that is to be covered when photographing the inside of a tulip blossom straight from above. So I kept the focus distance settings in the stacking menu at 10 (on a scale from one to 10) and combined the 30 images in Helicon Focus (method B, R8, S4). I must admit that the tulip's stigma is a little off-center but I think it adds a little pizazz to the scene (at least I hope so) so I left it as it was (plus I didn't want to take even more images, and I was also late in the game).
HMM, Everyone!
Seemingly abandoned house near Porto, photographed from a moving bus.
There are some days where everything seemingly goes to plan or everywhere you turn you get ‘another’ shot that you’re happy with. It certainly felt this way when we went over to see my mother. It was the most miserable of wet foggy January days which I had suspected would not yield any decent opportunities for a single shot. How wrong was I?!
If the week has been a challenge, a mountain to climb or a dark valley to seemingly crawl through, the nights long with little hope of dawn ever coming to ease the pain of endless worry or grief, but, hope does come, the first faintest glimmer does arrive.
As photographers we know that the blue hour proceeds the first rays of morning sunlight which will gradually creep up and once again light up a world of beauty ( of pain and horrific tragedies too I know) to become that most glorious of hours, the golden hour, where the light is so warm and perfect that you want it to last all day.
The golden hour does pass and the day will have its trials and it’s successes. Life’s journey can be tough, but have we a comfort that we can lean on, trust in and know that there is hope? By hanging in and trusting you know that black becomes blue and that blue becomes glorious.
Thanks for stopping