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The Cottage
Church Lane, Mount Wilson
Blue Mountains
My Canon EOS 5D with the Canon 24-105mm lens
Processed in Adobe Lightroom and PhotoPad Pro by NCH software
Farringdon, City of London. Last remnant of a street demolished in 1864 to make way for the adjacent underground railway and even survived the Crossrail construction more recently.
The first structure as you enter the gates at Fort George National Historic Site. Niagara-on-the-Lake, Ontario, Canada.
We are moving my Mom to a new Assisted Living facility next week, so I might be a little On and Off during the week. Thank you for your patience!
Mitt lilla torp är min favoritplats. Här är det lugnt och stilla och man kan njuta av skogens sus och fåglarnas sång vid den här tiden på året. Det ligger vid vägs ände och byggdes runt 1830 och hette då Hästfallet. Hästfallet betyder att det är en åker där tidigare fanns skog (fälld/fallen skog) Och sannolikt var här en hästhage på den tiden. När det såldes 1834 till Erik Larsson och hans hustru Britta Andersdotter bytte det namn till Erikslund och så heter det än idag.
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My little cottage is my favorite place. Here it is calm and quiet and you can enjoy the rustle of the forest and the song of the birds at this time of year. It is located at the end of the road and was built around 1830 and was then called Hästfallet (The Horse Fall). The horse fall means that it is a field where there used to be forest (felled/fallen forest) And there was probably a horse paddock here at the time. When it was sold in 1834 to Erik Larsson and his wife Britta Andersdotter, it changed its name to Erikslund and it is still called that today.
I just love discovering new locations that I find photogenic. I was having a drive through the Campsies when I came across this gorgeous wee cottage with a small stream flowing through the bottom of its front garden. I feel like this one needed a bit of a vintage feel to it.
When you visit the old Empire Mine site in Grass Valley, it quickly becomes apparent that there are two separate worlds here. The first is the dusty, industrial mine site, where the miners and supporting staff labored. The second is the Bourn Cottage grounds where the owner and family lived. Three guesses which part of the grounds this image is from.
Grass Valley CA
It was bloody cold, and extremely windy on Sunday when we took a quick walk-around the farm. Yes, that's blowing snow in the foreground.
I syltgrytan av koppar ”Bassine à Confiture” har jag kokat sylt i många år. Här står den på min vedspis ”Näfvekvarn” i gjutjärn i mitt torp. Spisen använder jag från oktober till april både till matlagning och för att hålla varmt i köket. Mot muren lutar en bricka av mässing som jag ärvt av min mamma. Den japanska tekannan av järn har jag fått av min man.
Mitt bidrag till ”Fotosöndag” på temat ”metall”.
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In this copper jam pot "Bassine à Confiture" I have been cooking jam for many years. Here it is on my wood stove "Näfvekvarn" in cast iron in my cottage. I use the stove from October to April both for cooking and to keep the kitchen warm. Leaning against the wall is a brass tray that I inherited from my mother. I got the Japanese iron teapot from my husband.
My contribution to ”Fotosöndag” on the theme "metal".
Excerpt from the brochure:
The Cottage: This Geogian-style cottage is similar to one an officer or settler might have built for himself near the fort. Constructed with materials salvaged from an original building dating from about 1820, it was erected during the fort’s reconstruction from 1937-1940.
The sturdy and secure Georgian style of architecture was introduced to the frontier by British and Loyalist settlers. It consisted of simple, well-proportioned buildings, symmetrical facades and small-paned rectangular window openings.
Went to Melbourne in South Derbyshire this morning to walk around their wonderful winter gardens.
We bought our NGS tickets and map from this gorgeous little cottage in the grounds of the main house.
Never visited these gardens before, but they're stunning and I'm afraid that I took far too many photos!!
Varje morgon under några sommarveckor kom den till mitt frukostbord och blev bjuden på honungsvatten. (Den hade en liten skada på ena vingen så jag kände igen den)
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Every morning for a few summer weeks it came to my breakfast table and was offered honey water. (It had a little damage on one wing so I recognized it)
Boscastle Harbour. Harbour Lights cafe used to be called the The Pixie House before it was washed away in the flood of 2004. Behind it is the former stables and now a YHA hostel.
They say that one man's junk is another man's treasure, and this is truly the case (at least for me) with the so-called cottage at Empire Mine State Park in Grass Valley. To me this is dwelling is a veritable Scrooge McDuck mansion. But, the prestigious Bourn family had high standards and considered this home a cabin compared to their other abodes. Consequently, they called it their cottage. Hey, I also have standards. They may be low, but I have standards.
Happy stone wall Fence Friday everyone.
Grass Valley, CA
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View from the SW showing the S elevation (right) and the W elevation (left).
The Gardener's Cottage, West Princes Street Gardens, Edinburgh, is a Category C Listed Building.
Listed Buildings Description::
Robert Morham, 1886. Asymmetrical single storey and attic gabled cottage. Squared and snecked bull-faced red sandstone with polished dressings. Tall base course; moulded string course between ground and attic floors. Broad eaves with decorative green painted barge-boarding. Windows in projecting surrounds.
S ELEVATION: projecting gabled bay to right with single windows to ground and in gable; single window to left.
W ELEVATION: projecting gabled bay to right with flat-roofed canted window to ground, single window to gable above; pentice-roofed porch with timber columns in re-entrant angle; timber boarded door to left.
N and E ELEVATIONS not visible in photo.
Pivot windows. Greenish slate; decorative terracotta ridge tiles and finials. Corniced ridge stack with chamfered corners and circular cans.
My Utata Speaks 2008 contribution.
I wish our eyes could really see it like this.
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As I stand here in this field, the chirping of crickets and serenading of frogs my only company, I marvel at the sky above me. Among the millions upon millions of stars in our galaxy, perhaps another world-weary mind is thinking the same thought as me: are we alone? And if we were to voice this thought at the same time and send off a message in the other’s direction we’d both be long dead before we’d receive it. That’s how vast the gulf between worlds can be. It would take hundreds perhaps tens of thousands of years for us to communicate even at the speed of light.
Almost every atom on this planet, those that go into making you and me, the rocks and air we breathe, came from stars long dead. Their gaseous explosions provided the grains that grew life on this planet. It is a wondrous thought indeed.
A peak implies that there are two tail ends. Ergo, it is not unusual for a few stray meteors to persist after the Perseid shower peak last Sunday. While I didn't set out to photograph a meteor last night I was lucky enough to glimpse this. In fact, I saw 4 fireballs in 90 minutes.
Tonight's forecast: snow, blizzard-like conditions; Temps -10 f. and colder; winds out of the NW 20-45mph., gusting past 60mph.; wind chills -30 f. to -45 f.... Yeah, these are the conditions I get to look forward to working in tonight... thought some more warmth & color would do well interjected between the cold and the monochrome.
Buffed and fluffed for its 39th anniversary .............
The very last day of Class 52 working was 26th February 1977 and the event was suitably marked with a double-headed special excursion, the "Western Tribute".
Running from Paddington - Swansea - Bristol - Plymouth - Paddington, the train is seen headed by 1023 "Western Fusilier" and 1013 "Western Ranger" passing Cardiff heading west to Swansea.
Keen to get a viewpoint away from the masses four of us walked out west from Cardiff station and, having sussed out the spot, enjoyed a "pre-match" celebratory beverage in "The Cottage", a nearby hostelry.
After snapping this our next stop was Bristol and a lofty viewpoint high above the station to catch the train on the Plymouth leg. We didn't know it at the time but after passionately chasing Westerns together for 2-3 years this day was to prove a seminal moment, and things were never quite the same afterwards.
Were you the photographer in the distance?
Agfa CT18
26th February 1977
My Utata Speaks 2008 contribution.
I started a roll of film last month and finally had it developed this week when I finished it off during the Perseid meteor shower this week. This Fuji PRO800 isn't that great for astrophotography. Now that I have the AstroTrac I can expose a bit longer with Sensia 400 and Provia 400.
This is an Iridium flare from July 5.
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The stars for most of us appear as fixed points of light in a vast dome above us. Its patterns seemingly unchanged for generations. Apart from the wandering stars, or planets, we see them as they are night to night, year to year. Their placement relative to us only changes because the Earth rotates around an axis like a spinning top.
But almost every night one may see something spectacular. These stars are man-made, hurled into space by giant fire sticks we lovingly call rockets. They are satellites. Circling the earth they quietly go about doing a singular job. Many are small and with a keen eye you might see one grazing across the stars.
Then there are the Iridiums, a vast array of communications satellites with large solar wings. Predictably, they seem to appear from the shadows and then flare in brightness from obscurity to the splendor of Venus or sometimes the crescent moon. And then just as quickly they fade into the Earth’s shadow. The spectacle lasts a mere half minute.
This was taken from the furthest point on the other side of the room. My tiny house is only 500 adorable square feet!
What really interests me is whether God had any choice in the creation of the world.
—Albert Einstein
Tree House at The Cottage Bed & Breakfast in Hermann Missouri by Notley Hawkins Photography. Taken with Canon EOS 5D Mark IV camera with a Canon EF11-24mm f/4L USM Lens at ƒ/8.0 with a 1/10 second exposure at ISO 200. Processed with Adobe Lightroom CC.
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This little summer cottage was built by my great-grandparents in 1941. I have spent many vacations here as a child and now as an adult bringing my own children. I am thrilled that the Milky Way rises above it. This is my first try; I will try to learn more about Milky Way photography and try again next year. CC welcome.