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Kanturk is market town in North Co. Cork about 8 miles from where I live. The lamp posts caught my eye. The old 3 story brick building at the end of the street is the library & the clock tower with the weather vane is the Credit Union. Happy Telegraph Tuesday everyone!
The hotel was inaugurated in 1912. A former courtyard has nowadays a glass roof. Architect: Ludvig Peterson.
A quiet morning at the coast of Burgtiefe, Fehmarn. Thick fog hangs over the shoreline, muting colors and sound, while a lone figure stands by the water’s edge, fishing in solitude. The golden dune grass sways gently in the breeze, blending seamlessly into the stillness of the Baltic Sea. A serene and moody glimpse of nature’s calm moments.
Nebel am Strand und das mitten im Juli? Gibt´s das? Ja auf jeden Fall und zwar in der Bretagne. Toll oder? Wir haben diesen Abend absolut genossen und waren begeistert von der tollen Stimmung am Strand. Wir waren insgesamt zwei Wochen auf der Halbinsel Crozon und unser kleines Steinhaus stand ca. 10 Minuten vom Strand entfernt. Wir haben fast jeden Abend auf den perfekten Sonnenuntergang gehofft und waren am Strand. Aber wirklich nur an einem Abend hatten wir Glück – aber das reicht ja auch!?! :)
A long disused station on the Strand. Later renamed Aldwych, It was the end of a very short branch line from Holborn. It still exists and is used for equipment tests and for movies: scenes for V For Vendetta, amongst others, were filmed there.
Taken with mobilephone SAMSUNG GALAXY: Vandaag was het volgens het KNMI de beste dag om naar het strand te gaan. Als je goed zoekt kan je nog net een plekje vinden...
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Door Jonathan van den Broeke, Zoutelande
Donderdagavond was er eindelijk weer eens een prachtige zonsondergang te zien aan het strand van Zoutelande.
The Strand is beautiful with buses,
Fat and majestical in form,
Red like tomatoes in their trusses
In August, when the sun is warm.
They cluster in the builded chasm,
Corpulent fruit, a hundred strong,
And now and then a secret spasm
Spurs them a yard or two along.
Scarlet and portly and seraphic,
Contented in the summer's prime,
They beam among the jumbled traffic,
Patiently ripening with time,
Till, with a final jerk and rumble,
The Strand tomatoes, fat and fair,
Roll past the traffic lights and tumble
Gleefully down Trafalgar Square
'Buses On The Strand' by RP Lister: (1914 - )
I really wanted to illustrate this delightful poem and hung around on various Strand corners trying to get the shot. The light was going and I was walking to the tube when - voila - there they were. the phantoms of the Strand Tomatoes