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I said I wouldn’t go out of my way for these three window abominations, but I never said anything about going for them if they’re on the way home
With less than a minute of daylight left, T3 does every bit of 40mph through Duplainville, WI, with a lash you could find on UP in 2004 - two SD60Ms and a GP15
It sat there on a dead tree right before the colony of cormorants that were nesting. The winter feathers still show though.
Schuylkill River, Philadelphia
The tiercel was looking for a meal along the scrubby banks of the river this morning.
T3 930 auf der Schäbischen Albbahn mit einem GmP auf dem Weg nach Münsingen.Aufgenommen bei Oberheutal am 1.5.2014
Parallel lines in the Cotswolds Lavender fields reaching over the horizon.
Grass is grown between the lavender to reduce soil erosion, but it also makes a brilliant contrast of colours!
The lavender has now been cropped and the fields will not be open again until next June.
See www.cotswoldlavender.co.uk/ for details.
…and they’ll be no catching him this time.
A quiet illumination, feathered and glistening in and out and among the wavy, dancing reeds. Yes, it shimmered and yes, it wasn’t shy about it either. Not loud and brash, of course. Rather, a demur passing, eyes flashing momentarily under the wreath of light cast off by the overhead streetlamp. So softly did it touch, a gentle caress causing the heart to flutter, to warm over and swell and ever so proud of the prolonged effect of it all.
Casually, as if not a care beyond this very moment, I made to reach out, offering a sincere yet slightly cautious greeting. Something caught my attention from out of the corner of my eye and there was nothing demur about it, I fear. Merely steeping that climatic interaction in barrage of memories, telltale ways of how and why we ended up at this point and forgiveness unfolded with intent, just was not going to cut it this time. I genuflected… my reflection a lie.
It is not this way, is it? Not surely will the horizon once again rise and greet the dawn off in the distance. Not surely will we rely on the worse, if the reverse were true. It wasn’t as it was how I remembered it and it wasn’t going to be how it was remembered either. Because it, that filament burning with such quiet illumination, is new. As real as the worse lie ever told and as essential to the blood, the lifeblood of all it interacted with and lay its presence upon.
Musical accompaniment: 'The Lacemaker’ (Extended version)’ - This Mortal Coil.
It is located near Lesnica in Slovakia. The Polish-Slovak boarder runs through the middle of the river. The sun lit mountain top is in Poland and is called Sokolica.
Schwäbische Alb-Bahn, Münsingen. Die historische T3 930 Baujahr 1905 der Schwäbischen Alb-Bahn beim beliebten Bummelzugsonntag am 05.05.2024 mit ihren historischen Plattformwagen vorbei an Schloss Grafeneck in Richtung Trochtelfingen.
Prussian steam locomotive type T3 in the railway museum. The small T3 was very common on branch lines in Germany. She did the job buses do today.
Dampflok vom Typ T3 im Eisenbahnmusem Aumühle.
Walimex 2.8 12mm
yashica t3, hp5
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