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Columbia River Gorge, Oregon
The area was a very easy access from the parking lot,but the surface of this creek are treacherous and it is important not to overlook. It gets even more dangerous that day we were here because of the constant rain. I had several close call before I realized that I need to be extra careful. Cheers!!
āThe biggest room in the world is the room for improvement.ā
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Unnoticed by these passengers, at any rate.
Class 66 locomotive No. 66562 passes through Bristol Temple Meads station with the 16:25 Bristol Freightliner Terminal to London Gateway Freightliner working on Wednesday 17th July 2019.
Tendresse slip I found at a local Salvation Army Thrift Store.
Its a light peach color with white lace decoration. Its the slip I was wearing under the two dresses and the red skirt and black top that are in the pictures taken today. (1-10-19)
I really should get a better collection of slips. I have sort off missed the boat in that department since you really can't find good new ones these days and i am not very good at hunting down original items.
Just another one of those bygone things that are getting harder to obtain every day. Unless of course you don't mind gambling of stuff from China
This was a requested image for a friend i have a few more to post for the slip lovers amongst you.
...to wear a nylon slip outdoors (sorry, no cardigan). There were some pedestrians and lots of cars passing by.
Lately I get this gnawing sense of time slipping away. It seems to get worse each year, as days blend into weeks, and entire months fall by the wayside. It feels as if one big blur. I try to grab meaning out of each day, and for as many moments of this days. It helps to know time is not being wasted, but does nothing to stem the tide. Change of season hasten the feeling. Summer seems like it will last forever in June. But reality sets in by August, and transforms into a dull feeling of panic and loss as September morphs into October. Daylight is decreasing at an alarming rate. The places I visited all summer seem somehow different now; they just don't feel the same. Sunlight does not look the same. The weather is shifting. It is all quite destabilizing and will continue to be as we settle back into winter. I'm struck now by how quickly things change, light, shadow, weather, clouds. There's a sense of rapidity to things that I didn't really notice back in June. I think the sense sharpen a bit as a result. These thoughts and many more swirled in my mind as I stood beneath a giant maple tree in this old cemetery. Gale force winds were lashing the burial ground, causing the tree limbs to bend and sway before me. It seemed the perfect metaphor for what I was feeling. I loved the juxtaposition of solidarity in the old stones (death) with the fluidity of the leaves (life).
Anna Bjerre is an old friend of mine. When I at photography school had to make a photo reportage, I choose to follow her work for a day.
You can see more of her shop, by visiting her website at:
at first it was a french expression "faire le mur" (make the wall) and after make a chimney, i've found the way for make a wall and a bat. fold in one uncut 35cm square of elephant hide paper with Chinese ink on one side . the idea of the bat come from "gang of eared bat" design ...
You must have been warned against letting the golden hours slip by; but some of them are golden only because we let them slip by.
~James Matthew Barrie
Thank you everyone for the thought and prayers for my dad. Hope to catch up soon!
Icebergs floating in jokulsarlon Ice Lagoon, Vatnajƶkull National Park, Iceland.
This image is a just a teaser image for the following link in the comment, and this was the only way I could think to post it here. The link is to a Photographic story of my road trip around Iceland last year. Hope it works... let me know what you think... and of course it's always interesting to see just how many people actually read the descriptions...
Sorry everyone that I was gone for so long again. Time just keeps slipping away from me. I'll try to make it up to you all. ^_^
Lingmell on the move! Incessant grazing for 400yrs is reaping its toil with the hills not able to with more extreme events with poor soils compacted with hooves and thereon poor root structure and short vegetation .. this hill ought to be bilberry and heather
You could see this one actually taking some weight on it's wings with the steady wind, but then it slipped on the rock.
(Peter)
Look closely at the hem of the dress and you'll spot the lovely half slip I found at a thrift store for $5
A married pair of R42 cars leads a refuse train as it switches from express track to express track north of Ditmas Ave station. Here, the 4-track line built by the IND merges with the 3-track line built by the BRT (later the BMT), with the two directional express tracks becoming one bi-directional express track and allowing for moves from express to local and vice-versa. This arrangement will not exist much longer, as the local tracks will be hard-railed as part of the ongoing Culver CBTC project. Switches allowing moves between the express and local tracks are being installed within the tunnel to help weatherproof the interlocking.
R42 (A) (St. Louis Car Co., 1969-1970)
Ditmas Ave station
Culver Line - IND