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Old trucks at Price's Spare Parts, Dalby, Queensland, Australia. Great Place to photograph rusty old trucks!
As more modern locomotive become available, older units are placed into storage pending there future. Seen here LZ3104, DC2204 and LQ3132 sit quietly awaiting there future at Casino Roundhouse
leica 111f , 15mm heliar, apx 100 at 200asa in rodinal 1-50 21.5 mins. This was taken in a castle stables. Lit by a few spots and no windows shot at 1/2 sec wide open , hand held pressing against a post for support. An old Leica shot of mine
With the Grangemouth to Daventry traffic switching to class 90 haulage, the 90s are currently stabling in the bay at Rugby between duties.
DB Cargo class 90 no. 90019, 'Multimodal', stands with classmate no. 90020 on Sunday 6th February 2022 prior to working 0M31 to Daventry to work 4S49 to Grangemouth.
You gotta admire anyone who builds special housing for geniuses like the Tangerine Man. I hope the builder knew that these critters have two ends. He was the genius who invented that "Get Rich Quick" scheme. He was going to scour the west for horses heads then send them to D.C. for final assembly. The orange man went toe to toe with that jung guy. Apparently the "bigger" man won! Sadly, our dear leader fell short of his 2000 major tweeted lies in his first year. I couldn't stand the rampant lies and had to edit an oldie for this.
I drove past this old building for all of my life but when I stopped once to take a look, I ran back to the truck for the camera but even with all of my excitement, I shot way fewer images than what I remembered. The summer had peaked in the high country and grasses and wild flowers were also peaking. This foliage was peeking through the windows and drew my attention to this view. This was the prize of the series taken there at the old stables that are just at the Ferncliff exit on the road toward Allenspark. This was along the original automobile thoroughfare through the area. Most of the old road can be followed yet today if you put in a bit of exploring.
Back in the days of the old winding thoroughfare, the much slower Colorado high country travelers found many more resorts along the routes. The Point o’ Pines was one that lay along the old route. Many families paused at length to revive their spirits at such resorts. This one was at a prized location. Many old resorts like this one were turned into infernos by smokers. One wonders at the few that survived. The immolation of the resort took one life. The old iron beds were salvaged and were stashed inside the old stable if you are looking for authentic bedding. There is a wealth of photographs around this area.
For a time, the M19-A Diesel Shop serviced both Metra and UP road motors. A daily relay ran between Proviso and M19-A keeping the shop supplied with freight motors to work on.
We decided to go back and explore the Stables Market in a bit more depth. It was a fascinating place and I wished we'd had more time and energy to spend there! We did take a few photos as we walked around but we didn't buy anything!!
Znamenka manor Stable housing located at the Peterhof road. Stabling was built in 1853-1855 under Bosse project for the Grand Duke Nicholas.
We just returned from a wonderful holiday in Rome and Umbria...the wisteria was in full bloom everywhere! This photo was taken on an afternoon walk in Via Margutta in Rome.
Via Margutta is a narrow street in the centre of Rome, near Piazza del Popolo, accessible from Via del Babuino in the ancient Campo Marzio neighborhood. Via Margutta originally was home to modest craftsmen, workshops and stables, but now hosts many art galleries and fashionable restaurants.
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The stables inside the Tribal Park. These horses were perfectly still while I took photos because all of them were asleep.
Bws Peris's ALX200 bodied Dennis darts CW51 PBZ and CX52 VRK sat next to Leyland Olympian Open topper D213 FYM and Volvo B12M Jonkheere FDZ 5392 (PG02 YVZ) rest in their long known base in Llanberis awaiting to return to operating their usual 88/89 service while the Leyland is awaiting attention on repair and the Jonkheere on a trip somewhere elsewhere on a sunny Sunday afternnon on June 14th 2015. The darts are interestingly enough Welsh natives while the other two are English.
As we head up the road, the canyon opens a bit. Here is a shot that's not far up the old South St. Vrain Road from wildflower cliffs. This road side barn may not be brand new but is well kept. Egad, is this a stable genius willing to stay stabled, unlike some I can recall? We shot until he and his buddy, a jackass, came out to greet us. Really, which was which? Again, I distracted these four wheelers while eDDie got his chosen shots. As is works out, this nag was a really old sway-backed horse. At least Fox News won't have to shoot live footage of his demise, or perp walk, unlike other stable geniuses.
I'm making another trek with eDDie into the Rockies and snagging another load of shots on that mellow day extending my stash of unedited snaps on my hard disk. I keep snapping more. This is another up the road to the Peak to Peak Highway. The morning is creeping over the hills and announcing its presence. We better head up the hills before they head east. This is bold play of bright morning sky causing inky, heavy shadows. This continues my scenes switch over.
We were up old South St. Vrain road from Lyons below the quarry ruins that blight the canyon that the county allowed to propagate... and will again next time. Never an end to getting shivved bt industry and paying behind them. eDDie was busy shooting wild flowers next to the road and I am otherwise entirely distracted as usual, shooting what I discover. These are the cliffs that buttress the old road. The water is at my back, on the north of the road where I am standing.
Aston Hall is a Grade I listed Jacobean house in Aston, Birmingham. Using a design by John Thorpe, construction was commenced in 1618 by Sir Thomas Holte, and was completed in 1635. It sits in a large park, part of which became Villa Park, the home ground of Aston Villa football club.
The house was severely damaged during the English Civil War, following an attack by Parliamentary troops in 1643. Some of the damage is still evident, and there is a hole in the staircase where a cannonball went through a window and an open door, and into the banister. The house remained in the Holte family until 1817, when it was sold and leased by James Watt Jr., son of industrial pioneer James Watt. The house was purchased in 1858 by a private company (the Aston Hall and Park Company Ltd) for use as a public park and museum. After the company ran into financial difficulties, the house was bought by the Birmingham Corporation in 1864, becoming the first historic country house to pass into municipal ownership.
The east front of the house is flanked by a pair of early 17th Century lodges (c1635). Adjacent to the north lodge is the 18th Century stable range. Both lodges and stable range are Grade I listed.
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David, an adventurous explorer, had spent years studying the behavior of apes in their natural habitat. Koko the ape, displaying a surprising level of trust, gradually lowered his hand and extended it toward David's shoulder.
Koko, once wary of humans, had found a friend and ally in David. David, in turn, had discovered a kindred spirit in Koko, a creature capable of compassion, empathy, and a profound understanding of their fragile world.
Koko and David, the friendship became a symbol of the remarkable bond that could be forged between different beings, built upon trust, mutual respect, and a shared love for the natural world. The legacy they left behind inspired countless individuals to protect and cherish the delicate balance of nature, ensuring a harmonious coexistence for generations to come.
I just got a new lens and had to try it out. The sunset was so colorful that night the pictures don't do it justice.
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In the land of Arcania, there was a race of women who possessed the unique ability to control the minds of cats. These women were known as the "Mind Women" and were greatly respected and revered for their power.
One such Mind Woman was named Luna, a young and ambitious woman who lived in the city of Felis. She had always been fascinated by the power of the mind and had trained from a young age to hone her skills.
One day, Luna received a strange vision in her dreams. In the vision, she saw a group of powerful felines who had taken control of the minds of all the humans in Arcania. The felines were using their newfound power to wreak havoc and chaos on the land, and it was up to Luna to stop them.
Determined to stop the felines, Luna set out on a journey to gather a group of Mind Women to join her in the fight. Along the way, she met a fierce warrior cat named Shadow, who became her trusty companion and protector.
Together, Luna and Shadow journeyed through the wilderness, facing challenges and overcoming obstacles, until they finally arrived at the stronghold of the felines. In a fierce battle of wits and willpower, Luna and the Mind Women used their powers to break the hold of the felines over the minds of the humans and restore peace to the land.
In the aftermath of the battle, Luna was hailed as a hero and was gifted with a special amulet that would allow her to control the minds of all cats, not just those in Arcania. From that day forward, she lived a life of adventure, traveling the world and using her powers for good.
And so, the legend of Luna, the Mind Woman and her feline companion Shadow, lived on, inspiring future generations to harness the power of their minds and use it for the greater good.
The blue knight displays the blue flag on the fence of the stable. Reniassance Faire, Castle at Muskogee, Oklahoma.
After the girls had left their horses fed, groomed and blanketed, Stella started up again.
Stella: I wonder if he is as handsome as he sounds?
Dolly: Oh dear, here we go again.
Stella: I think he has a golden mane and riveting brown eyes that will just sweep me off my hoofs...
Dolly: I can swoop you across your head if you like.
Stella: … When he gallops, the ground shakes... and when he trots, birds sing.. and..
Dolly: This is a nightmare! I'd put hay in my ears if I could only reach them. Carrots! I need more carrots!
Well done. Here is the stable built for me by my Uncle Dick in the early 70s. For my whole childhood and most of my adult life it has served as the locus for our tableau of the Nativity of Our Lord. Each year we created a creche in and around this structure. Simple yet durable in construction it lasted us many a year and still worked well enough for me to take these photos. Sadly, she is broken in a few places and has plenty of wear and tear, enough that it is time to retire her after so many years of service. Within she provided a first and temporary home for the Holy Family who could not find shelter even in the local inns. Along with the Holy Family she contained the ox and ass, the representatives of the animal kingdom. In a nearby field an angel appeared to the shepherds and they too came to this stable to behold the Holy Infant Jesus. Along with them they brought sheep and lambs. Eventually some astrologers came and brought the gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh. Of course in the actual story of Christ, they may have come separate from the shepherds and at a later time, and possibly even to another location. However, traditionally they have been included in the traditional creche and who am I to stop that? Some years this stable was erected under our Christmas tree. Most years however, it was atop our piano. My earliest meditations on the mysteries of Advent, Christmas and Epiphany were in front of this stable. It was she in a great part that allowed me to know more the characters of those stories and to begin to know God and the saints from a young age. It is with great gratitude and care that I lay her to rest. Her time has passed but her memory will live on. Good bye old friend. You are not forgotten.