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“I laugh, I love, I hope, I try, I hurt, I need, I fear, I cry. And I know you do the same things too, So we're really not that different, me and you.”
Norfolk Southern 12Z takes a clear signal from CP Pkin on Main 1, grinding up the side of Lofton Mountain.
Shifting Targets.
Močna pomembna dvoma v protislovja delijo usnjene pesmi, ki razkrivajo sovražnike estetske smrti, ki jih preganja, zadeva uprizoritvene umetnosti,
infinitas designaciones sensibles explotaciones ejemplos desvaneciendo ganado anticipando sonidos habilidades distantes abundancia devastaciones aspectos pesimistas,
anwybyddu materoliaeth dicter ffieidd-dod egni anifeiliaid yn troi awdurdodau anogaeth gynnil golygfeydd afieithus delweddau syfrdanol trachwant dwys,
құмарлық миы толып жатқан қала, ерінді әндер опера дөңгелек сәттер жылдам мәселелер маңызды бос әдемі билер қуаныш қуаныш тенор теңіздер жабайы жағалар,
ολοκληρωμένα κυνήγι πανσέληνο βραδινά νερά αιώνια κύματα πράσινα προεξέχοντα πρόσωπα κατοίκου που ρίχνουν σώματα απροσδιόριστοι προσδιορισμοί,
神秘的なコーラスバリトンガラス目に見えないボード暗闇の対策エコーソウル石灰岩の山切り立った豚高星星座重力空気素晴らしいショット掘削四分の一採用された鉄の道上昇する記憶成功素晴らしい驚くばかり.
Steve.D.Hammond.
The morning sun shines brightly on the snow while the moon still shows her unwillingness to change shift... Please press L for large image!
Rio Grande SD7 No. 5300 and GP9s No. 5932 and 5954 rest in the D&RGW yard in Provo, Utah on a fine afternoon in Oct. 1975. The 5300 was assigned to the Provo Switcher while the 5932/5954 the Tintic Local.
Bridgette Guerzon Mills | Shift, encaustic mixed media, 12x9 inches
blogged: guerzonmills.com/blog/shift-2/
Mitt bidrag till Fotosöndag och veckans tema «skiftningar».
My contribution for this week's theme «shifts»; for the photo group Fotosondag.
View Large This was a lucky shot, I just turned my camera on my hip and shot it , turned out very crooked but I straightened it out in Photoshop, coverted it to BW and went to Channel Mixer and added some blues.
This gathering of ruddy turnstones began dispersing as the sun rose, as if their shift was starting (or perhaps ending?).
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Avanti West Coast Class 390 Pendolino No. 390134 sits at Manchester Piccadilly awaiting its next journey back to the capital on 17th January 2020.
I captured this at the Chichester Sloe Fair in October 2025 as the rides spun through the damp night air. The neon lights merged into continuous bands of colour as the drizzle and mist softened their movement during the long exposure. I positioned myself so the sweeping circle of the main ride sat beside the tall Booster tower as both traced their paths across the frame.
Playing with different camera effects in the rain today i caught this guy who looked like he was shape shifting.
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BR(WR) North British Type 2 diesel-hydraulic D6326 - in typically scruffy condition, with patched-up paintwork - on a rainy day in March 1969.
The loco had entered service in May 1960, and was later painted in BR blue, and was withdrawn in October 1971, and scrapped in March 1972. None of the class were preserved..
Restored from an under-exposed cyan-colour-shifted original..
Original slide - photographer unknown
Shimano bar end shifter on my "urban cycle" created after I redid this former high end Norco Nitro mountain bike that I bought in 1993. I took off the Rock Shox, replaced them with a more traditional front fork to suit the bike. See other previous photo for more information.
The constant battle of the photographer and the waves. Trying to catch just the right motions, without getting wet, is really just foolish. I think if I had any advice for a new seascape photographer, it would be, expect to get wet, use a ten stop filter, and just play with different shutter speeds until you're consistently getting something that you like, and don't get your $5,000 camera wet with sea water. Because salt water and electronics ... well they just don't mix. I was shooting an XT1 next to a rock once in San Diego and took the equivalent of a bucket of sea water on the camera. It still worked fine, weather sealed, but over time things began sticking. Doesn't matter the camera, sea water is eventual death. It will also probably kill your tripod. The price we pay I suppose.
I like this shot because I was alone this night. No one else there. Such a beautiful place, and wonderful soft light to be alone. I fully expected the usual hordes. No one. Not sure why, don't care, it was relaxing to not have to worry about being in anyone's way and not have to stake out my spot. I think I love freedom in general, so when expecting to be bogged down, it's nice to have wings and be able to flutter a bit.
1° tilt-shift.
(ou 1° tentativa né, pq não tá parecendo muito)
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Como disse nessa foto aqui: Be Free, perto de casa existe esse pasto onde já brinquei muito quando mais novo.
Meus amigos e eu andávamos muito longe além dessas torres para se aventurar em fazendas particulares, (algumas vezes os donos corriam atrás de nós haha) buscar frutas, nadar em açudes e tals.
e pipas então? era o lugar perferito.
chegava as Férias escolares e o céu forrava de pipas de todas as cores e tamanhos,
no fim da tarde só restavam os melhores.
eu não era muito bom em soltar pipas, mas bom em correr atrás dos que eram cortados,
subia em árvores, sumia nesse mato mas voltava com o tal do pipa. haha
as vezes bate tanta saudade desse tempo. =/
hj é difícil ver um pipa no alto :/
o que aconteceu com essa garotada?
Enfim, essa é a visão que tenho da rua de casa.
ah, esse arco-íris? a hora que vi, corri em casa pegar a câmera. o/
[mais nos coments]
This photo was taken at the Reader Rock Garden yesterday, 27 April 2016, when I called in after a volunteer shift. These Hellebore flowers are so beautiful and I was happy to see that a couple of the flowers were growing so that I could just see the inside of the flower. Usually, the flower heads are hanging down more. I didn't realize that this plant bloomed so early in the year.
"Commonly known as hellebores /ˈhɛlᵻbɔərz/, the Eurasian genus Helleborus comprises approximately 20 species of herbaceous or evergreen perennial flowering plants in the family Ranunculaceae, within which it gave its name to the tribe of Helleboreae. The scientific name Helleborus derives from the Greek name for H. orientalis, ἑλλέβορος helléboros, from elein "to injure" and βορά borá "food". Many species are poisonous. Despite names such as "winter rose", "Christmas rose" and "Lenten rose", hellebores are not closely related to the rose family (Rosaceae).
Another great juxtaposition of old and new architecture found in the City Of London; the strong square hulk of St. Andrew Undershaft church, and the beautiful rolling curves of Norman Foster’s Gherkin at 30 St. Mary Axe. This view facilitated once again by the mighty 17mm tilt shift lens from Canon …
Andy plumped for the last shift of the day with 144017 round Scunthorpe Steel Works and a unique experience of traversing the rails as night fell. We are passing the Con Cast plant at a steady 10mph with maximum concentration on the road ahead. Pacer Driving Experience courtesy of the AFRPS, special thanks extended to Glen & Chris for a wonderful afternoon also Andy for spotting these were running.
There is a moment—quiet, almost secret—when the boundary between your inner landscape and the outer world dissolves. Not dramatically. Not with revelation. More like a soft unfastening. A loosening of edges. The kind of shift you only notice because something inside you suddenly feels less alone.
In that hush, the world doesn’t feel separate from you.
It feels like an extension of your own interior weather.
And the presences that shaped you rise—not as memories, not as stories, but as sensations woven into that weather.
The gentle ones become the warmth in your chest,
the part of you that softens even when you don’t mean to.
Their imprint is the quiet reassurance that tenderness once found you,
and that it still lives somewhere inside your breath.
The steady ones become the grounding beneath your thoughts,
the inner gravity that keeps you from drifting too far from yourself.
Their presence is the calm you feel without knowing why.
The storm‑bearers become the deeper currents—
the places where your inner world has ridges, shadows, depth.
They shaped the parts of you that can hold intensity,
that can feel without collapsing,
that can stand in truth even when it shakes.
And the luminous ones—
the rare souls who revealed you to yourself—
become the thin, impossible light that moves through your inner horizon.
Not bright. Not overwhelming.
Just enough to show you the shape of your own being.
When the world and the self blur, all of these textures gather.
Not as separate influences,
but as one continuous presence inside you.
You feel the warmth and the weight,
the calm and the storm,
the scattered and the whole—
each one a trace of someone who once touched your life
and now lives as part of your inner atmosphere.
And in that merging, a quiet understanding rises:
You are not yourself alone.
You are a single grain on the endless shore.
Shaped by every presence that ever reached you,
held by tides far larger than your own.
Lost
HMS!
{Olmo Gentile, Italy, June 2010}
{Explored 26/09/2010}
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Ex-GER/LNER N7 0-6-2 69697 approaching Custom House station with a service from North Woolwich to Palace Gates, on a bright chilly day in November 1961. The London docks are just off to the right of this picture, out of view.. and someone has set up an anvil and forge, in the right foreground..
69697 had entered service in 1927, and was withdrawn at the end of GE steam at Stratford in September 1962, and scrapped. One example has survived into preservation..
The station has been completely transformed in recent years, and now (2023) has the Docklands Light Railway and Elizabeth Line running though it..
Restored from a faded unfocussed grainy orange-colour-shifted original..
Original slide - property of Robert Gadsdon