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Those brazen Canadians. Boldy marketling their forest products.
Photographed on Greene Street, Columbia SC, at Five Points.
"Those petty wrongs that liberty commits ..." - an intense and heated discussion in Embankment Gardens.
One of a number of images from our Globe Theatre "Sonnet Walk" 2011 in London, devised by Mark Rylance and staged to celebrate Shakespeare's birthday. I last took part in this event in 2009 and it is one of the best events I've ever taken part in. On our self-guided walk from Westminster to the Globe Theatre, we are constantly surprised by [apparently] members of the public performing a sonnet just for us. In many ways we are part of the performance, and surprised onlookers are the real audience ...
A familiar scene to those who have been with me for awhile. I was able to set the lens to f2.8 (closer to the maximum of f2) for this shot.
As you can see, the extreme corners are a little mushy but move in from them a touch and things sharpen up nicely. My L series 17-40mm doesn't do any better than this and that is an f4 lens.
In loving memory of those who have taken their own lives gone but not forgotten.
"How many poor souls were driven to their death as a result of the bedroom tax or the pole tax I wonder."
Or how many are contemplating suicide right now for the same reasons. People who where free of debt now faced with this racist London imposed bedroom tax. Imposed on them by a cowardly Scottish parliament, whose councils rammed it down the throats of those now in debt not of their making.
This while the EU invading army of workers take over everything while forcing the people from their homes to make way for the EU their dog and their ever expanding families to take over I also wonder.
I also wonder how many people are driven to depression they to may kill themselves are their streets fill with endless crime. While junkies get £36 million a year for free methadone as they also get more benefits for having a dog, yet families with kids get less.
Only for councils to house the same shit in their street to further degrade the innocents right to be left along, un-harassed they too may kill themselves for lack of justice.
The list goes on as to why this stone would st out side this building who’ve made many a true Scots life hell.
The facts & the depression....
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I've been working so much lately which is good and bad. Luckily I have more photos to post from the beach so I'm not ignoring my flickr uploads due to work. :)
One of those mornings.
When you don't really want to get up but you know you have to.
Go outside to take the photos but it was just too damp to venture far.
And the birds were just refusing to come for their breakfast.
Saturday, 7th January 2017, Essex.
Those square rocks are tombstones. (There were 5 total, lined up about 20ft apart) R. I. P. to those to passed away surfing the waves here.
This is me... wondering what happy little song is going through her head.
Something about bunnie death.
Hue's eye colors are just... fantastic. Everything about her is so incredibly unique. Noir is definitely my all-time favorite Pullip, which is probably why she's my only Pullip right now!
i love these guys they're my idols <3 ...plus again i was bored so i made this :') x x
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Pictures from Punch. 19th Century.
I've never figured out why falling is funny ~ but it still is apparently ~ providing that someone else falls.
The Booking Office at The Renaissance Hotel in St. Pancras is one of those places that I only realised was on my list of 'places I have to eat in, in London' once I'd actually been. I think I realised a few minutes in, staring up at its beautifully ornate high ceilings. Living inside the truly magnificent St. Pancras Renaissance Hotel (which only recently finished nothing less than a decade of renovations) the building was originally conceived by Sir George Gilbert Scott and opened as the Midland Grand in 1873. It really is palatial in both its interior and its exterior. It was originally built as a hotel for well heeled train travellers, and more than a century later, is doing pretty much the same thing. The attachment to St. Pancras Railway Station does give the place a kind of frenetic energy, and a few of the hotel rooms have amazing views over the inside of the station.
Anyhow, as you may have guessed, the Booking Office Bar (which is where we spent our ridiculous evening) is built on the site of the station's former booking office. It seems to have lost nothing of the original room's history and character - just look at it. On a foodie note, good news comes in the form of the bar/restaurant that now lives inside it - as a Marriott operation you're allowed to have some expectations when t comes to the food and these guys certainly deliver (though not, perhaps, at the level of insanity you may find at JW Steakhouse on Park Lane or Gillray's in County Hall. Food is, on the main part, rather British with a few modern European touches - think an all day menu with Fish Finger Sandwiches, Toad in the Hole, Shepardâs Pie, Black Angus Beef Burgers, etc. Keeping with the British theme, they also serve the traditional afternoon tea in the adjacent (and for some reason very fragrant) Hansom Lounge.
We were there partly for The Renaissance's 'punch ritual'. What I forgot to mention is that the other big theme here is the Victorian era (heck, they're halfway there with the decor). One way this plays out is in an array of (often gin based) punches and mixed drinks, many of which they dug up from old Victorian recipe books. Monday night's punch recipe/ritual was based on one served at the infamous Garrick club - I watched our photogenic, Italian barman pour an entire bottle of Sipsmith's London Dry into that thing. A mug (metal mug) of said punch is complimentary, but you've got to get up and try some (which apparently encourages diners to be a little more sociable, kinda the point of serving a punchâ¦like a party!). 2 bottles of wine and some punch later, we were given the goahead to explore the inside of the hotel further - check out the Grand Staircase. It is a very grand staircase. This place is worth a visit. A healthy/unhealthy dose of living history and delicious food/drink, all at the same time...
Photos of those who have shared their stories in the StoryCorps StoryBooth at the Contemporary Jewish Museum in San Francisco. For more information, visit the Museum's website, thecjm.org, or at storycorps.net.
those rainy days earrings, handmade by me from polymer clay these have been featured in 2 easy treasuries so far! :) x
Those are not the ankles of an 85 year old lady. They're mine. And let me tell you, they are not happy. Polaroid Sun 660. Sasquatch, WA. May 2007.
Photographed by Chris Sikich
Some photos and a review were published by Philadelphia City Paper here: citypaper.net/music/concert-review/photos-those-darlins/a...
'Those who say "I love you," by word of mouth are hypocrites because love has to do with the heart not the tongue. ' - Lord Ra Riaz
Those were my kitty ears for Halloween. I love the eyelashes and how I thickly coated them with mascara :)