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She cooperated just like a real newborn should cooperate, and slept nice and soundly in this basket for me. =)
By chance we recently ended up in a snowy forest. Just on our own with hardly any sounds around us. The snow dampened everything even more. It was not too easy taking pictures there - most of them far too busy. So naturally I focused on some quiet details.
LeLoo openend her world for us with a new theme, El Pueblito in old Mexico. And there I found Edward in deep converstation with Miss Pigeon.
Miss Pigeon her listening spot
Merci pour votre visite et fav's/commentaires!
Thanks for your visit and fav's/comments!
View across the dry landscape of the outer Pelorus Sound at the end of an El Niño summer, Marlborough Sounds, New Zealand.
A song sparrow (Melospiza melodia) welcoming spring with a melody in the marshy area at Coyote Hills
Was in the sunroom the other day and heard a very distressed squirrel making that alarm cry they make when something is wrong.
Went to look out the window - finally spotted the squirrel up a tree just a few feet in front of me, but could not see anything in the yard, no stray cats or anything, which might have caused such an uproar.
Then I spotted it - our very own kitty, sunning in one of the windows in the back of the house! And apparently that window was just too close for comfort. Managed to get a shot of the squirrel in mid cry - which went on and on and on for quite a while, too.
Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed
By the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs
That voices never share
And no one dare
Disturb the sound of silence
"Fools," said I, "you do not know
Silence, like a cancer, grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you."
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon God they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
And the words that it was forming
And the sign said,
"The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls."
And whispered in the sound of silence
East of Kyoto, paralleling the shore of Japan's largest lake, Lake Biwa, is the Keihan Otsu Line. Operated by private operator Keihan, this interurban railway stretches 14km through the suburbs of Otsu City, from the southern terminus of Ishiyamadera, to its northern at Sakamoto-hieizanguchi. Serving these suburban communities are a fleet of 2-car 600 and 700 Series EMUs. Here, Keihan 618 slowly negotiates the street running bit in Otsu as it nears the downtown station of Biwako-Hamaotsu.
For the "Culturally Curious", the artwork on the side of the 617 and 618 depicts the main characters for the Japanese anime "Sound! Euphonium". Set in Uji south of Kyoto, the anime follows the main characters of the fictional Kitauji High School Music Club, and its band experiences and struggles to improve to compete in regional ensemble band competitions. Keihan and Kyoto Animation partnered to apply the wrap to promote the theatrical OVA, and Season 3 of the series. Personal note: It's a good series, but too drama heavy for my liking. However, if you're a fan of Kyoto Animation, it's a worthwhile watch.
Keihan Electric Railway, Ishiyama-Sakamoto Line.
Keihan 600 Series (Sound! Euphonium livery)
Otsu, Shiga Pref., Japan
The town of Parry Sound is aglow in glorious evening light as CPKC train no. 113 races into the setting sun atop the iconic Seguin River trestle.
“Always watch where you are going. Otherwise, you may step on a piece of the Forest that was left out by mistake.”
- Winne The Pooh -
Sound II by Anthony Gormley in the crypt of Winchester Cathedral. The crypt regularly floods and the statue is designed to work with that.
The steep cliffs at the southwest corner of Cuming Inlet off Devon Island, Canada, face Lancaster Sound on the legendary Northwest Passage.
Spent Sunday fishing from the spot this shot was taken. Spent virtually the whole day staring at this scene.
I'm heading back up to the range in five days so to get in the mood here's another from one of 2023's trips.
I just couldn't get enough of these units...unquestionably my favorites I saw on my trip. Man they just sounded sooooo good and I'm looking forward to just HEARING them work again...I'm not even a big sound guy as my friends know but these....mmm...they just speak to me!
Anyway, despite being cloaked in CN red, white and black, that is only skin deep as these are original home road units, Duluth, Missabe and Iron Range Railway 211 and 212! In fact these two EMD SD38-2s are the very last orignal bought new Missabe units still on the property, part of a five unit order of the 2000 hp normally aspirated locomotives delivered in 1975. The model was a relatively small seller for EMD with just a total of 90 produced including 13 each for sister US Steel roads EJE and BLE.
This shot looks south off the popular St. Louis River Road bridge at the north end of Proctor yard right at about MP 9.1 on modern day CN's North Division Missabe Subdivision mainline. The veteran duo are emitting a nice haze of EMD blue smoke as they switch on the E lead pulling up the Southbound with a cut of mixed freight.
Hermantown, Minnesota
Tuesday May 9, 2023
The Sound of Silence
Song by Simon & Garfunkel
Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
No one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
"Fools" said I, "You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you"
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said, "The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sounds of silence"
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A great blue Heron cruises to another fishing location along the hundreds of miles of saltwater shoreline on Puget Sound. in western Washington State.
Even though the Eurasian oystercatchers are a sign of spring where I live, I've grown up with their lovely sound as a sign of summer on the island I'm from.
Today I met a couple close to our home, who seemed anxious and probably had a nest or chicks nearby. (This is another couple on an early spring day.)
(Tjeld in Norwegian)
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