The Sport of Track and Field
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Railway switch on an abandoned rail track in the Euro-Industriepark.
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Tracking through the marsh when we went to photograph the swans they flew back over our tracks ..perhaps they were tracking us!
Happy Mono Monday!
Walking down this track in morning fog alongside of the lake one can easily be lost in the moment of stillness and quiet except for the sounds of birds.
Lake Wyaralong district
In keeping with my recent "green" theme, I'm posting an image from 2016 when we were in Ireland where almost everything is green. This was taken from a bridge close to where we stayed in Dublin.
Thanks to everyone for stopping by to view, fave, and comment!!
- First posted on April 26, 2015 -
See the first comment box for a photo looking the other way.
- White Rock, British Columbia, Canada -
We had two days of blue skies and sunny weather, however, on the last day of our weekend in the Sauerland, the weather had changed overnight and it was misty and snowing.....
The going was tough.
The man in action is a cross-country skier.
( I added a bit more drama, but I'm sure you sense the atmosphere....)
The railway tracks at Whipsnade Zoo, Bedfordshire. Sepia tones added, as the colour on the original was boring!
This location is for us Uk photographers the famous Dungeness beach which is on the Kent coast in southern England it has a lot of disused and abandoned huts and rail track like this one.
...Though Nowhereville is still always Somewhereville.
Railroad crossing (Canadian Pacific/Soo Line) along a gravel road near the farm.
It was a hazy day, we were in the midst of experiencing a lot of smoke from the unfortunate fires that Canada was experiencing đ„ (Thoughts still with them)
Barnes County, North Dakota
8/5/2021
Je suis juste de lâautre cĂŽtĂ© du chemin
Henry Scott-Holland
La mort nâest rien,
je suis seulement passé dans la piÚce à cÎté.
Je suis moi. Vous ĂȘtes vous.
Ce que jâĂ©tais pour vous, je le suis toujours.
Donnez-moi le nom que vous mâavez toujours donnĂ©,
parlez-moi comme vous lâavez toujours fait.
Nâemployez pas un ton diffĂ©rent, ne prenez pas un air solennel ou triste.
Continuez Ă rire de ce qui nous faisait rire ensemble.
Priez, souriez, pensez Ă moi, priez pour moi.
Que mon nom soit prononcé à la maison
comme il lâa toujours Ă©tĂ©,
sans emphase dâaucune sorte,
sans une trace dâombre.
La vie signifie tout ce quâelle a toujours Ă©tĂ©.
Le fil nâest pas coupĂ©.
Pourquoi serais-je hors de vos pensées,
simplement parce que je suis hors de votre vue ?
Je ne suis pas loin, juste de lâautre cĂŽtĂ© du chemin.
Vous voyez, tout est bien.
Death is nothing at all,
I have only slipped away into the next room.
I am I, and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other, that we still are.
Call me by my old familiar name,
speak to me in the easy way which you always used,
put no difference in your tone, wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we shared together.
Let my name ever be the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effect, without the trace of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was.
There is unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well.
3 octobre 2020