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The Copper Basin Magma Turn wrapping through the desert outside of Florence as they make their way towards from Hayden, AZ. Thanks to great help from a local railfan who gave the tip off on the run & nailed the time on when they’d hit Florence. As I pulled up I heard these guys working hard through the desert and had to make a running dash up the mountain. Made it up to the spot for the shot as they began to take the bend around the sweeping curve. Talk about timing! Felt like I was dying after, but the shot was worth it!
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Le Phare des Poulains, Belle Ile En Mer
This reminds me of my early childhood and happy times. I now know that in the near future I will go away for a better world. A world with no pain I imagine. It will be the last image that I will think of before I drink the beverage that will free me.
Looking towards Canical harbour and Ponta de São Lourenço peninsula, the Eastern-most point on Madeira island.
Ella was the type to lean a little more towards ‘live and let live’ when given the chance, but she didn’t take lightly being cheated or otherwise done wrong. It was the principal of the thing that she tended to take issue with. Even on the wrong side of the law, she still had a moral compass, though perhaps it didn’t always point due north.
Ella had met her share of shady characters throughout her travels. There was always some degree of dishonesty to a man, she reckoned, but it was all about how much you could live with at the end of the day.
Unfortunately, they’d pin these little tin stars to just about anyone’s chest that would have them, and sadly, hiding behind that little star tended to make a slightly bent man break completely bad.
Ella could wager the lawman had no clue what he was doing when he made eyes for the dappled stud she rode into town on, and she had hard money on the fact that he had no idea what he was calling down on himself when he pulled his gun on her, telling her she’d make it to see another day if she just handed over the reins. Little did he know…
There were few things she held in high regard these days, with all the hard living she’d come to know so well, but Mille and the dappled palomino were two things she held dearest. A history of loyalty had tied them together, and it would take more than some twisted town sheriff to pull them apart.
There are times when knowing when to fold means living to see another day, and though the reins about burned her hand as she handed them over, she knew she’d be seeing the man again, and very soon.
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❁ Lelutka
⍟ Doux
❁ Amias
☼ Hazel
⍟ Stoic
☼ Salem
⍟ Riders
❁ Tres Blah
☼ Cheval D'or
⍟ Teegle
Special thanks to my bestie, Tupper, for putting up with my shenanigans
Europe, Portugal, Atlantic, Vila Gaia, Lavadores beach, Dunes, Anti erosion screens (uncut)
Shot at the border zone of the deserted Lavadores beach and the low dunes. The anti wind erosion screens form a demarcation. In the BG is Vila Gaia/Porto.
This is number 975 of Minimalism / explicit Graphism album
and 42 of the Portugal 2012 one.
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After extensive switching at Saint-Lambert-de-Lauzon (where most of the Sartigan's clients and cars are), the southbound Sartigan run is heading to the home base of Scott with three empties for Alexandre Côté Ltée.
. . . They had stepped out of the party and onto the bridge . . .
Kulaan D. Dragon nodded, and turned to her. He walked, slowly, towards her as he looked to the side again. "I lied before. I suppose it's part of my education that I..." he trailed off and stopped, shaking his head and settled his eyes on the girl. "You're beautiful, every detail I notice. The hair, the gown, the butterflies, every touch of it, and every bit of you." he smiled, and took a step or two more towards her. "Even the crown. It's all so.... you." he continued, softly, almost with a touch of melancholy. "And it's more beautiful than a thousand Hogwarts." he finished.
Rya Voinea ... the poor girl was biting the inside of her cheek as he spoke. because she didn't know how to take it. Forget about the cool air outside .. she was hot enough that she couldn't even feel that. She pulled in her lower lip then and looked off to the side a moment before she replied softly.. "Tis onleh t'e costume. I will go back tae being plain meh a'ter today."
(( Picture taken at Mischief Managed ))
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After a journey through seas moody and rough, what joy to see calmer waters of a port for the night.
Meyer-Optik Görlitz Diaplan 2.8/100 - Trioplan
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