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I watched a ladybug turn over and realized this would be a good way to examine the wings. She flew away after I flipped her over a few times and watched her air bag deploy.
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VIEW LARGE View On Black.. ".............gotta turn back time"
I would embed that music if I knew how and had that much patience..
This is one of a few landmark trees along the outer bayfront hwy of Hilo HI ..
interpreted by my view...
Ceremonial guard marching away from the National War Memorial after a changing of the guard.
In case you're wondering, I wasn't in the way of the lead 'piper. A split second after I snapped the photo he turned to follow his usual route back to the armoury.
Across the square from the Colossus stood the monumental Meta Sudans fountain. Built some time during the Flavian Dynasty, the Meta Sudans was conical in shape and marked a crucial crossroads of Roman districts. It marked a geographic turning point of sorts, similar to the conical metae on either end of the spina at the Circus Maximus (see earlier image). Indeed, the later addition of the adjacent Arch of Constantine reinforced its use as a marker for where triumphal processions would turn left from the Via Triumphalis to the Via Sacra. The Arch of Constantine was commissioned on the orders of the Roman Senate following Constantine I’s victory over Maxentius in 312. It was dedicated in 315 as the largest and last Roman triumphal arch.
An excursion train from Michigan's Huckleberry Railroad negotiates the wide, sweeping balloon loop at the west end of the 4-mile-long tourist line, located just outside the City of Flint. The train is making its final turn toward its base of operations at Crossroads Village, just a few hundred yards down the track.
During this August 2009 visit, the railroad was running their former Denver & Rio Grande Western K-27 "Mudhen" #464, one of just two survivors of a class of 15 identical engines built by the Baldwin Locomotive Works back in 1903. The K-27s were staples in the power line-ups of both the Denver & Rio Grande Western and the Rio Grande Southern for decades, with the last one, #464 pictured here, being retired in 1962.
It's been circling, has spotted a school of fish and is getting in position to dive.
White-bellied Sea-Eagle, N.S.W. South Coast
from Malmo, Sweden.
an old one I had....
its a amazing piece of architecture. cant stop looking at it.
i admit it, i'm a bokeh whore ;)
I’ve waited a hundred years.
But I’d wait a million more for you.
Nothing prepared me for
What the privilege of being yours would do.
If I had only felt the warmth within your touch,
If I had only seen how you smile when you blush,
Or how you curl your lip when you concentrate enough,
I would have known what I was living for all along.
What I’ve been living for.
Your love is my turning page,
Where only the sweetest words remain.
Every kiss is a cursive line,
Every touch is a redefining phrase.
I surrender who I’ve been for who you are,
For nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart.
If I had only felt how it feels to be yours,
Well, I would have known what I’ve been living for all along.
What I’ve been living for.
Though we’re tethered to the story we must tell,
When I saw you, well, I knew we’d tell it well.
With a whisper, we will tame the vicious seas.
Like a feather bringing kingdoms to their knees.
A sunny Saturday this past weekend and I walked from Gloucester to Stroud, snapping some buses and the odd train along the way. Here a fairly empty looking Scania/Enviro decker is caught making its way into the town on route 62.
As of the start of 2024, this one has moved to the East Scotland fleet.
Operator: Stagecoach West
Vehicle: Scania N230UD / ADL Enviro 400
Reg: VX61 FKF
Fleet No.: 15732
Location: Beeches Green, Stroud
Route: 62: Gloucester - Stonehouse
Date: June 10, 2023
The good part is that no one tipped over during the difficult change in tack while rounding the marker. Log canoe racing on the Miles River, St Michaels, MD
LCR 9746
A beautiful autumnal October morning in London, with the sun shining upon the Shrine of Our Lady of the Rosary.
Pentax 645N • Arsat MC 30mm f:3.5 fisheye
Adox CMS II 20 ISO film in homemade Caffenol CLCN 15min @ 20°C
Scanned with Epson Perfection V500 at 3200dpi and Betterscanning MF Film Holder
Tour de Constance • Aigues-Mortes • Gard • France
Caffenol CLCN
500 ml Filtered Water
5gr Anhydrous Washing Soda
1gr Vitamin C
6gr Instant coffee ("Winny")
60 sec. slow agitations then 3 times every 3 minutes for 15 minutes, fixing 60 sec.
In this picture you can see LMS Class 5P/4F 2-6-0 No.13065 Crab just passing Bury South Signal Box on its Heywood to Rawtenstall service. The railway is part of the East Lancashire Railway and the photograph was taken on the 30th May 2016.
In a rare visit to the Cleveland line, one of two QR Electric Tilt Trains gains speed down hill out of Morningside, bound for Cannon Hill, in order to turn the consist for its next run back up to Rockhampton.
Due to closures around Normanby and the inner west, the tilt travelled from Roma Street to Cannon Hill, back to Dutton Park (via the Deviation), thence back to Roma Street in order to turn the consist.
A 54-story building in Malmö Sweden Designed by world renowned Spanish architect Santiago Calatrava.
...the Mage was fearing for his life, the queen was adamant in her decision to strap him on to that hellfire-machine he had invented...
...still he had an ace up his sleeve, the sparks he had stumbled up on in his tower, he was gonna use them to convince the queen and the people that he was a real mage, a mighty warlock, and if they didn´t cancel the launch he would fry the whole capital with sparks turning the town in to an infernal mayhem...
But for this he needed a bit of planning, he knew the launch site, since the queen was stupid enough to announce it to the whole town so the could be there and watch what would maybe be his last experiment?
....with this plan he giggled a bit in a nervous way, now he would not only fool the grim reaper of his departure in to the misty land, he would also get the power he always had deserved when he "reveal his true magic" for the population, perhaps he would be crowned king, or even better emperor and all would fear him...
so the hours passed and the queens men came to collect him, he was still giggling a bit under his white beard, the soldiers though he had gone a bit more loopy than usual... and perhaps senile too...
when they arrived at the scene for the launch, he saw that almost all people in town had gathered for the even, the queen was seated in a palanquin so she could see over the mob of her loyal subjects...
The mage made sure to stand on the wire hidden by the dust on the street so that he would connect it to the metallic scaffolding underneath his wizard -gown...
The queen asked him if he had any final wish, and corrected herself and said, any specific wish before your departure to the moon,my dear mage?
the Mage Replied: Esmeralda I have, I have a wish to display my true forces for you and the people, this is a waning to all of you, my power are mighty, Make me your new leader or suffer the consequences!
...now was the time when he would display an arc of electric fire, scaring the queen and the people... but some kids had disrupted his circuit earlier that day while playing "launch the wizard" earlier that day...
the result was that he stood there moving his arms like a fool...
...all the people laughed, so did the queen...
She said: "yes I have seen your mighty magic it is as void as always...!
Somehow she pitied this old fool... perhaps she should spare him a certain death?
but now the executioners (doing this work too) strapped him to the rocket...
the mob of people was cheering as in one single voice: Blast him, Blast the phony mage to the moon or perhaps to hell...!!!
Now they queen Had started thinking, am I really this cruel? she was thinking of the monkey, would she do the same to him that he was planning to do to the poor animal, no she couldn´t, perhaps he should do some time in the slammer instead until he repented? she whispered to her man-at-arms to go and stop the executioners...
at this time the fish mongrel dropped a fish he had forgotten under his shirt it hit the point of broken circuitry and unified it, a great amount of power was instantly lead to the wizard strapped to the rocker... it ignited his experiment and off he was...
Kaboooom!!!
...again he got to see the world leave as a small blue orb and the moon became an ever bigger orb in front of him... then he passed out out of fear and actually the rocket went almost all the way to the moon, but lacked the power to break earths attraction so down he came towards the earth again...
now let us move to a different place on earth, somewhere called the buffalo plains by the locals in their language...
Three hunters are on their way home from a failed hunt...
- Hey Jumping Tiger, look here, what a strange crater, it is almost like something fell from the sky with great force...
- Owl Hooters that might be one of those fragile colorless ones that uncle Hurting-Liver was taking about when he came back from the salty lake without water?
- Hey you shouldn´t believe all that your strange uncle tells you, the strange stuff he is brewing is poison to his brain and his stories are as weird as our creation myths...
- Oh he went to shaman university, he studied there for five years...
- Yeah but that university is not exactly Princeton is it, it is just a place for odd bums like your uncle, just a wee bit to sane to put in the sanatarium...
- Hey, Beaver-Pelt look there in the middle of the Crater, just beside those cactuses
- Cacti, didn´t you go to university?
- Hey look at it, his it is a humanoid, but not one of those frail colorless ones... this one has a skin like old parchment!
- poke him with your spear?
- He is alive isn´t he?
- we will take him to our medicine man, he might know what to do?
Perhaps we should use him as that gargoyle from the totem pole that your uncle ruined when he was under the influence of that poison he brews and drinks...
- Yeah tie him up, the council of elders will know what to do...
- at the least we won´t come back empty handed to our village again or hunt down that hedgehog over there...
At CP Schneider, 31K makes the turn west to head for Kankakee and beyond. In the background is the smoke stack for NIPSCO's Wheatfield Generating Station, where the tracks on the background head east for, feeding Union Pacific coal, for the most part. This was once NYC's famed "Kankakee Belt" line, a piece of railroad that seems to be gaining in popularity with some BNSF to NS traffic, which can deftly avoid the many bottlenecks of Chicago.
Malmo. Sweden.
An old photo, uploaded in original size file by request. Colour and level adjusted. Sensia 100. F80. Nikon AFD24-85mm.
Just realised this photo made it to Top Ten Reader Photos on Architectural Record website:
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Look for "Top Ten: October 31, 2008"
Some of my greatest aerial landscape shots I captured onboad regular flights. This was shot during a morning flight from Oslo to Stavanger. I probably have enough airliner shots to make up a workshop. But this one is my favorite for now. :)