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Introduction
When Abraham offered Isaac,
God saw his sincerity and obedience clearly,
and he passed God’s test successfully.
But of being God’s close friend and one who knew God,
still he was far from worthy.
And God’s disposition he couldn’t see.
He was far from being of one mind with God and doing His will.
Ever since He made man,
God’s yearned for a group of faithful overcomers
who know His disposition to walk with Him.
This wish has never changed.
It’s always stayed the same.
His hopes have stayed the same.
And within His heart, anxious and lonely,
God remained sadly.
He needed His plan to unfold quickly
for His management plan to be done.
He needed to select and gain those who were correct
for quickly bringing His will to effect.
This was God’s eager desire and remains unchanged to this day.
Ever since He made man,
God’s yearned for a group of faithful overcomers
who know His disposition to walk with Him.
This wish has never changed.
It’s always stayed the same.
His hopes have stayed the same.
No matter how long He will wait,
regardless of how hard the road ahead,
how far off the objectives He yearns for are,
God has never given up or changed what He expects;
His hopes for man stand.
Since this was said, can you understand part of His wish?
Your realization might not be deep right now,
but it will become something profound eventually in time.
Ever since He made man,
God’s yearned for a group of faithful overcomers
who know His disposition to walk with Him.
This wish has never changed.
It’s always stayed the same.
His hopes have stayed the same.
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Jvari Monastery (Georgian: ჯვრის მონასტერი) is a sixth-century Georgian Orthodox monastery near Mtskheta, eastern Georgia. Jvari is a rare case of an Early Medieval Georgian church that has survived to the present day almost unchanged. The church became the founder of its type, the Jvari type of church architecture, prevalent in Georgia and Armenia. Built atop of Jvari Mount (656 m a.s.l.), the monastery is an example of harmonious connection with the natural environment, characteristic to medieval Georgian architecture. Along with other historic structures of Mtskheta, the monastery was listed as a World Heritage Site by UNESCO in 1994.
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There was a farm here long ago. The farm house was abandoned but still standing when I was a child. It has long since disappeared and grown over. Someday no one will remember who lived there, or that there was even a farm there.
Photos can be more than just pretty pictures. They can illuminate the past and help remember the departed. There is a comfort that the same moon still glows in the sky, uncaring, and relatively unchanged over the millennia.
Ce bâtiment fut construit de 1967 à 1970 comme siège de la compagnie d'assurance Royale Belge, puis devint propriété d'Axa lorsque celle-ci racheta la société belge en 1998.
Mais depuis plusieurs années, l'assureur avait transféré son administration au centre ville et le bâtiment était vide. Un promoteur a racheté le bâtiment et a réaménagé l'intérieur. L'architecture extérieure, l'étang et le parc demeurent inchangés.
Dit gebouw werd tussen 1967 en 1970 gebouwd als hoofdzetel van de verzekeringsmaatschappij Royale Belge en werd vervolgens eigendom van Axa toen deze het Belgische bedrijf in 1998 kocht.
Maar sinds enkele jaren verplaatste de verzekeraar zijn administratie naar de binnenstad en stond het pand leeg. Een ontwikkelaar kocht het gebouw en verbouwde het interieur. De buitenarchitectuur, de vijver en het park blijven ongewijzigd.
This building was built from 1967 to 1970 as the headquarters of the Royale Belge insurance company, then became the property of Axa when it bought the Belgian company in 1998.
But for several years, the insurer had transferred its administration to the city center and the building was empty. A developer bought the building and remodeled the interior. The exterior architecture, the pond and the park remain unchanged.
The Alfa Romeo Montreal sports car was produced by the Italian automobile manufacturer from 1970 to 1977. The Montreal was introduced as a concept car in 1967 at the Expo 67, held in Montreal, Quebec, Canada. The first production car, designated Tipo 105.64, was shown at the 1970 Geneva Motor Show and featured substantial changes from the concept car.
The Montreal remained generally unchanged until it was finally removed from pricelists in 1977. By then, production had long ceased as Alfa struggled to sell its remaining stock. Total production was around 3,900.
This 1970 Alfa Romeo Montreal is on display at Autoworld, Belgium’s national motor museum, in Brussels.
The Roman Catholic wooden church of St. Francis of Assisi, made of red spruce, was built at the end of the 15th century in the Gothic style. It is situated on a small elevation in the centre of the village of Hervartov in the Bardejov district. Since 2008 it has been included in the list of UNESCO monuments.
It is the oldest and one of the best preserved wooden churches in Slovakia. The church is enclosed by a stone wall with pilasters, which gives visitors the impression of a small fortress. The sacral building consists of a polygonal sanctuary, a nave, a sacristy and an undercroft, which has been modified to create a granary. The church also includes a bell tower.
While the exterior of the oldest wooden church on the Slovak side of the Carpathian Mountains has remained unchanged, the interior has undergone several modifications due to the Reformation, the Recatholization and the Baroque style. Surface compositions of geometric shapes as well as scenes from the lives of saints or moral scenes make up the rich decoration of the interior walls of the Hervart church.
The former N&W has several distinctive locations on the fabled main line from Norfolk to Columbus. Perhaps none signify the engineering marvel that is the Pocahontas district than the Elkhorn grade and tunnel. A little off the beaten path and unchanged up until about a year or so ago a visit to this location was like a step back in time. Here a set of helpers emerge from the west end if the tunnel on their way to Prichard to assist an loaded coal train over Elkhorn Mountain. The former N&W signal bridge, now replaced, guarded trains since the 50's when the main line was relocated.
This is the Wm Phelps General Store Museum and Home. The museum "where time stands still" has served the needs of Palmyrans and Erie "Canawlers" as a boarding house, tavern, bakery, and general store since its construction in 1826. The building was purchased by William Phelps in 1868 and he began renovations which were completed in 1875; subsequently left untouched by his son Julius, who locked the doors in 1940, leaving a curious retail time capsule to explore. It was originally a Federal style building facing Canal St at the Erie Canal; the front however, was modernized in 1868, to the then popular Italianate style. Having remained virtually unchanged over the past 130 years, the store along with the stock, furnishngs, and business records, amounts to a virtual time capsule of nineteenth- and early twentieth-century Palmyra. Upstairs you'll visit the elegant Phelp's family home with post-Civil War furnishings and Victorian splendor, unspoiled by electricity or indoor plumbing, where Sybil Phelps resided until her passing in 1976. The haunting presence of the Phelps' family legacy remains to this day. Located at 140 Market Street in Palmyra, NY.
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How could I have lost my way up here?
I actually took a wrong turn somewhere.
Exhausted, but not idle, I lingered up here.
"We are the ones of the free,
The sons and daughters
Come with us, you will see
Our future
We borrow, we play
For we know nothing will stay unchanged
Anyway
Moving fast with no weight
Upon our shoulders
Nothing in our world
Will ever hold us
We borrow, we play
For we know nothing will stay unchanged
Anyway
Can you hear what we say
While you fear us?
Can we call you again
While you're near us?
We borrow, we play
For we know nothing will stay unchanged
Anyway
Unchanged anyway"
agnes obel — sons and daughters ♫
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Seen this lovely orange moonrise with a halo around it so I had to take some photos of it. Processed in Lightroom to get as closed to how it look as possible with just slightly more drama. ;-)
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It must have been almost exactly 50 years ago that I stood on this Vistapoint for the first time - the Diavolezza mountain station on the Bernina Pass. Majestically, as in those days, you can admire (from left to right) Piz Palü, Bellavista and Piz Bernina with its Bianco ridge. The latter is the only four-thousand-meter peak in the Eastern Alps.
Of course, the glacier landscape has in many cases become a stone and rock desert, but the overall impression on a bright October 1 is unchanged beautiful.
Underneath the alien-looking, horseshoe-shaped carapace lives not a crab at all but a twelve-legged marine creature related to spiders. They are however rather larger than spiders and can reach 60cm in length. They have nine eyes. There are three further species in Asia. Horseshoe crabs are living fossils, having remained virtually unchanged for 445 million years.
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After a long walk to the sailors in Coroico, we reached our destination and exhausted , we sat down to rest on the shore where the water ran with great force. In that, she appears flying a little exhausted. Then she sits on the knee of a partner, and there remained unchanged for a long time .
It was a magical moment .
August 18, 1991: The power from the Elkhorn Turn has just tied down at Dante, Virginia after making a roundtrip to the C&O yard at Shelby, Kentucky. The enginehouse and servicing facility is practically unchanged since Clinchfield days.
SD40-2 8413 is an SD40-2, rebuilt from C&O SD40 7562, originally C&O 7462.
(Scanned from Kodachrome 64 silde.)
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The 9-acre Swiss Garden, which lies 2 miles west of Biggleswade in rural Bedfordshire, is unique in having remained almost unchanged since its creation in the Regency and Victorian periods.
The Swiss Garden was created by Lord Ongley in the 1820s on land adjacent to his house, Old Warden Park. Ongley laid out his garden in the then-fashionable ‘Swiss Picturesque’ style. The extensive site, which was originally a flat clay brickfield, was landscaped to resemble the Alpine foothills, and embellished with a number of buildings and structures in a variety of fanciful styles. The garden is the only complete example of a Regency landscape in the UK and, as such, is of great historic significance. The Old Warden estate passed into the hands of Joseph Shuttleworth in the 1870s, and he further developed the Swiss Garden, adding its Grotto and artificial rock cascades. The Swiss Garden has recently been extensively restored thanks to a £2.8 million Heritage Lottery grant.
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Αναρωτιέμαι,άραγε,για πόσους αιώνες αυτή η εικόνα της Ελληνικής υπαίθρου παραμένει αναλλοίωτη και ανεπηρέαστη από τις φρενήρεις εξελίξεις στον κόσμο μας;
I wonder, for how many centuries has this image of the Greek countryside remained unchanged and unaffected by the frenzied developments in our world?
Fast zu schön, um wahr zu sein.
Rothenburg ob der Tauber ist der Inbegriff einer deutschen mittelalterlichen Stadt, die sehr gut erhalten ist und deshalb von sehr vielen Touristen besucht wird. Obwohl im zweiten Weltkrieg bei einem Bombardement etwa 40 Prozent der Altstadt zerstört wurden, gelang es in der Nachkriegszeit, das Gesamtbild zu erhalten (Rothenburger Weg). Die im Zweiten Weltkrieg zerstörten Bereiche der Altstadt wurden beim Wiederaufbau bewusst so gestaltet, dass Stadtstruktur und Stadtbild unabhängig von der Gestalt der Einzelgebäude möglichst unverändert wiederentstehen konnten. Der Leitspruch des Kunsthistorikers Georg Dehio „Die Stadt als Ganzes ist Denkmal“ beansprucht heute noch immer Gültigkeit.
Almost too good to be true.
Rothenburg ob der Tauber is the epitome of a very well-preserved German medieval town, attracting many tourists. Although approximately 40 percent of the old town was destroyed in a bombing raid during World War II, the overall appearance was successfully preserved in the postwar period (Rothenburg Way). The areas of the old town destroyed in World War II were deliberately rebuilt in such a way that the town's structure and appearance could be recreated as unchanged as possible, regardless of the appearance of the individual buildings. The motto of the art historian Georg Dehio, "The town as a whole is a monument," still holds true today.
In 2011, largely unchanged from its Reserve Mining days, we find SD18 #1229 still proving itself useful. This time far from MN in Famoso, CA. Quite a life cycle for one of EMD's odd duck SD18's. Paul Wester slide, my collection.
For Looking close... on Friday: "Shoes"
The abarka (Basque), madreña (Asturias) abarca or albarca (Spanish) is the traditional footwear in Pyrenees. In Cantabria, abarca is a wooden shoe. Clogs are a type of footwear made in part or completely from wood. Clogs are used worldwide and although the form may vary by culture, within a culture the form often remained unchanged for centuries.
After her jar fell to the ground and split apart, silence fell like dusk across the land. Pandora wandered—no longer a figure of myth, but a woman marked by what she had experienced. She drifted to the edge of an unseen vale where twilight held its breath, and the wind whispered stories of her past.
There, with hands still trembling from what her heart now carried, she used a shard of glass and began to plant the mysterious seeds the jar contained. Her movements slowed, deliberate—each press into the earth like a heartbeat remembered.
To her relief, roses began to bloom.
Each bloom sprang from a fragment of loss and hope. Crimson petals bled into the soil like echoes of love once spoken. The white ones drank moonlight like lost promises waiting to be remembered, reaching toward the stars before the dawn of a new day.
But deep within the garden, shielded by thorns and time, a single rose glowed with the softness of morning Hope. It pulsed gently, emitting a tune only hearts in mourning could hear. She had buried it where the jar’s last whisper had settled, nursing it with memory and her silent song.
Over time, the garden grew wild, a tapestry of longing woven in fragrance and thorns. Travelers who came upon it felt things indescribable stir within them. Some wept. Some knelt. None left unchanged.
And Pandora—no longer wondering—walked again through that breathless vale. Above her, the dusk stirred not with silence, but with promise. She recalled this saying: "The one who dares to open a closed heart, will learn to cultivate beauty in the darkness".
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I never cease to marvel at The Exquisite Timeless Victorian Architecture! I've come to This Historic & Beautiful Shore in Cape May, New Jersey, USA since I was a little girl along with my cousins & our families! We now are 4 Generations that gather & rent several Victorian Beach Homes. Many have of course been kept up to date, but are mostly unchanged since the 1800s!
Production at the Hansa coking plant ceased on December 15th 1992. The once „forbidden city“ today invites visitors to explore ist theme trail on „Nature and Technology“. The technical equipment and buildings on this large-scale coking plant have remained mostly unchanged since they were constructed at the end of the 1920s. They offer authentic insights into the process and the working conditions on a coking plant. Visitors to this industrial monument are confronted with an exciting scenario of industrial history and newly evolving life, for we make no attempt to tame the rampant natural growth of the plants and trees which have sprung up amid the protected monuments, the rust and decay. The Hansa coking plant is one of the sites along the Industial Heritage Trail, a tourist project initiated by the state of North-Rhine-Westfalia and the Kommunalverband Ruhrgebiet or KVR (the Association of Local Authorities in the Ruhr District). The project links notable sites from 150 years of industrial history in the Ruhr District on a 400 kilometre-long circuit.
In 1997 the Foundation for the Preservation of Industrial Monuments and Historical Culture opened an office in the former administrative building of Hansa coking plant. Since 1998 the most important production area of the coking plant (dating back to 1928) has been listed as an historical monument, thus giving it legal protection. In cooperation with the city of Dortmund a master plan has been drawn up which aims to put the site and buildings to cultural and commercial use and intergrate the coking plant as a „giant walk-about sculpture“ into future landscaping developments in the northwest of the city. The plant will be opened up to the suburb of Huckarde and connected to the existing road network.
Reference: www.industriedenkmal-stiftung.de
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Die Kokerei Hansa ist ein Industriedenkmal in Dortmund-Huckarde. Sie entstand in den Jahren 1927 bis 1928 als Großkokerei infolge von Rationalisierungsmaßnahmen und löste die abgewirtschafteten kleinen Kokereien der Zechen Hansa, Westhausen und Germania ab.
Die ersten beiden Koksofenbatterien mit jeweils 65 Öfen entstanden zwischen 1927 und 1928. Die Batterien III und IV mit jeweils 80 Öfen kamen in den Jahren 1940 bis 1941 hinzu. Erst jetzt wurde diese Kokerei als Zentralkokerei durch die Dortmunder Bergbau AG betrieben. Mit der Batterie 0 (30 Öfen) entstand 1968 die letzte Erweiterung der Anlage. In den Spitzenzeiten arbeiteten bis zu 1100 Beschäftigte in der Kokerei.
Die Batterien I und II wurden 1945 vor dem Kriegsende so stark beschädigt, dass beide Batterien bis 1955 mit jeweils 62 Öfen erneuert wurden.
Die Kokerei Hansa bezog bis 1949 Steinkohle via Großraum-Selbstentladewagen aus der benachbarten Zeche Hansa, danach über das neu erbaute Transportband (Hansaband) sowie von den Zechen Westhausen und Adolf von Hansemann zunächst mittels Seilbahn, dann über eine Zechenbahn von Bodelschwingh über Nette nach Hansa. Nach Schließung der Zechen Westhausen und Adolf von Hansemann und der Verbindungsbahn wurden die benötigten Kokskohlen von den Zechen Germania, Minister Stein, Gneisenau, Friedrich der Große, Pluto und Nordstern, zuletzt von den Zechen Radbod, Haus Aden und Heinrich Robert mit Großraum-Selbstentladewagen angeliefert. Diese erreichten die Kokerei von Norden über den Hardenberghafen und Ellinghausen/Landabsatz durch eine neu geschaffene Gleisverbindung zur Güterbahn der Hoesch-Stahl AG (Gleis HHW 6141).
Zu Vollbetriebszeiten produzierte die Zentralkokerei Hansa in ihren 314 Öfen täglich aus circa 7000 t Kokskohlenmischung bis zu 5400 t Koks – hauptsächlich für die Hüttenwerke Union, später Phoenix.
Das bei der Erzeugung von Koks entstehende Rohgas (etwa 2.000.000 m³ pro Tag) wurde zunächst in der sogenannten Kohlenwertstoffanlage gereinigt und ein Teil des Kokereigases wurde zum Hüttenwerk Union, später Phoenix, geleitet. Im Gegenzug wurde das Gichtgas der Hüttenwerke durch die stadtprägenden Leitungen (Durchmesser ungefähr 2 m) als Unterfeuerungsgas an die Kokerei geliefert.
Der größere Teil des Kokereigases wurde in den liegenden, dampfbetriebenen, zweistufigen, doppeltwirkenden Gaskolbenkompressoren (Verdichtern) auf etwa 8,6 bar verdichtet, im Hochdruckverfahren endgereinigt und in das Ruhrgasnetz gefördert.
Am 15. Dezember des Jahres 1992 wurde die Kokerei endgültig stillgelegt, nachdem man 1986 bereits in zwei Batterien die Produktion eingestellt hatte. Ihre Kapazitäten wurden durch die neue Kokerei Kaiserstuhl, zu diesem Zeitpunkt modernste Kokerei der Welt, ersetzt. Die im Norden der Kokerei Hansa gelegene Lokwerkstatt Mooskamp blieb noch bis ins Jahr 2001 in Betrieb, von dort aus setzte die RAG Bahn- & Hafenbetriebe Diesellokomotiven im östlichen Ruhrgebiet ein.
Seit 1995 befindet sich das Denkmal Kokerei Hansa im Besitz der Stiftung Industriedenkmalpflege und Geschichtskultur. Seit 1998 sind die meisten Anlagenteile unter Denkmalschutz gestellt, die Kokerei Hansa ist als Baudenkmal in die Denkmalliste der Stadt Dortmund eingetragen[1] und Teil der Route Industriekultur. Zudem haben sich seit der Stilllegung einige seltene Tier- und Pflanzenarten auf dem Gelände angesiedelt.
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Finding older signals and PTC working together is getting extremely hard to do in late 2020. I found that the CP hasn't changed out alot of their older signals on their KC route. It was definitely hit and miss in places though! One example of an unchanged scene with PTC was here at Birmingham. A westbound Thomas Hill empty rolls across the CP Kansas City Sub as they make their way the last few miles into Murry Yard in KC. The train is working across the joint NS/BNSF trackage between Maxwell and Harlem and has just passed the huge NS Voltz Yard.
Italia, Piemonte, Torino, Estate 2019
Palazzo Madama e Casaforte degli Acaja è un palazzo a Torino, nel nord Italia. Fu il primo senato del Regno italiano e prende il suo nome tradizionale dagli abbellimenti che ricevette sotto le due regine della casa Savoia. All'inizio del I secolo a.C., il sito del palazzo era occupato da una porta nelle mura romane di Augusta Taurinorum (l'antico nome di Torino). Dopo la caduta dell'Impero Romano d'Occidente, l'edificio divenne possesso della casa Savoia-Acaja, un ramo secondario della Casa Savoia; all'inizio del XIV secolo, lo ingrandirono in un castello. Dopo l'estinzione degli Acaja, l'edificio divenne una residenza per gli ospiti della casa di Savoia. Affacciata su Piazza Castello, la sezione barocca costruita da Juvarra costituisce oggi una facciata scenografica che nasconde la parte posteriore dell'edificio, che è rimasta invariata (Castello medievale).
Palazzo Madama e Casaforte degli Acaja is a palace in Turin, northern Italy. It was the first Senate of the Italian Kingdom, and takes its traditional name from the embellishments it received under two queens (madama) of the House of Savoy. At the beginning of the first century BC, the site of the palace was occupied by a gate in the Roman walls of Augusta Taurinorum (the ancient name of Turin). After the fall of the Western Roman Empire, the building became a possession of the Savoia-Acaja, a secondary branch of the House of Savoy; in the early 14th century, they enlarged it into a castle. After the extinction of the Acajas, the edifice became a residence for guests of the house of Savoy. Overlooking Piazza Castello, the Baroque section built by Juvarra constitutes today a scenographic façade a single bay deep, screening the rear part of the edifice, which has remained unchanged (medieval Castle).
Here is another very old image that was long ago shared on RP.net but that I wanted to get uo here on Flickr. This was the first time shooting at my favorite fence back with my very first digital camera, a simple canon powershot point and shoot while I was still using my old 35mm SLR mostly. I would return to this spot 11 yrs later and find the scene virtually unchanged which was rather reassuring in its way.
Anyway here is a loaded westbound coal train that has just cut off the UP helpers at Colton, UT and is accelerating towards Soldier Summit on the former Rio Grande mainline. They are seen here approaching the State Route 96 crossing at MP 645.9 on the modern day Union Pacific Provo Sub.
BNSF power is unusual on UP coal trains originating in Utah. At least I think this was a UP train but perhaps BNSF had a contract at the time and this was one of their trains, I honestly don't know. There is still snow lingering here in the high country of the upper Price River drainage.
Colton
Utah County, Utah
Friday April 11, 2008
Next to CP 2107 on the BNSF Arkansas City Sub. A crew from the Wichita Terminal Association switches the mills using a nice looking pair of original UP GP38-2's on WTA Train 201.
The WTA is a unique outfit, once owned by the Santa Fe, Frisco, Rock Island, and Mo-Pac, today is split between BNSF (ATSF/SLSF) and UP (CRI&P/MP). Their duties are relatively unchanged since their inception, providing terminal customers in North Wichita with a neutral service source. While they once switched stockyards and meat packing plants, today all is left is grain elevators, mills, oilseed processing, and a handful of other customers in this area of town.
They use power provided by BNSF and UP, which swaps out from time to time on a contractual basis.
Locomotives: UP 511, UP 551
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Wichita, KS
Providence and Worcester local freight PR-3 is building their train in the small Valley Falls yard getting ready to head south through downtown Providence to Cranston yard to access the Harbor Junction Running Track and their customers in the port area on the south side of the city. They are pulling back and forth across High Street at the interof aptly named Railroad Ave here at MP 6. PW GP38-2 2008 was built new for the then only 7 yr newly independent road by EMD in Dec 1980, and it's really amazing that this scene has been largely seemingly unchanged for more than four decades and counting. While scenes like this are all I've ever known of freight railroading in my home state, I still don't take them for granted...and neither should you. Come get them while you still can!
Cumberland, Rhode Island
Monday July 25, 2022
Admired at TrabiWorld Berlin, Germany
Trabant (German: [tʁaˈbant]) is a series of small cars produced from 1957 until 1991 by former East German car manufacturer VEB Sachsenring Automobilwerke Zwickau. Four models were made: the Trabant 500, Trabant 600, Trabant 601, and the Trabant 1.1. The first model, the 500, was a relatively modern car when it was introduced.
It featured detachable duroplast body panels on a galvanised steel unibody chassis, front-wheel drive, a transverse two-stroke engine, and independent suspension. Because this 1950s design remained largely unchanged until the introduction of the last model, the Trabant 1.1 in 1990, the Trabant became symbolic of the former East Germany's stagnant economy and the collapse of the Eastern Bloc in general. better source needed] Called "a spark plug with a roof", 3,096,999 Trabants were produced.
[Source: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trabant]
The Oldenburg Castle Gardens (Schlossgarten) are one of the main historic parks in northern Germany. Spanning an area of approximately 16 hectares with a great diversity of plant shapes and colors, the gardens were established in 1814 by Duke Peter Friedrich Ludwig as an English landscape garden.
The palace gardens have retained their original appearance, almost unchanged over their 200 years of existence, and still contain some of the original tree population. The gardens were declared protected historic monuments in 1978.
Les jardins du château (Schlossgarten) d'Oldenbourg constituent l'un des principaux parcs historiques du nord de l'Allemagne. S'étendant sur une superficie d'environ 16 hectares avec une grande diversité de formes et de couleurs végétales, les jardins ont été créés en 1814 par le duc Peter Friedrich Ludwig en tant que jardin paysager anglais.
Les jardins du palais ont conservé leur aspect d'origine, presque inchangé au cours de leurs 200 années d'existence, et contiennent encore une partie de la population d'arbres d'origine. Les jardins ont été déclarés monuments historiques protégés en 1978.
Bristletail (Archaeognatha, Machilidae)
This species represents one of the first insects on earth, about 400 Mio years back in time.
Scales go off easily, however, they are replaced with the next molt.
Mitutoyo 20x NA 0.42, tube lens: Raynox (125mm)
Illumination: Oblique, diffused
If I close my eyes forever
Would it all remain unchanged?
If I close my eyes forever
Would it all remain the same?
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Yesterday me and my friend Christoph visited the LVR Industrie Museum in Kuchenheim (Tuchfabrik Müller). We took part in "Photo-Day", which consisted of a 3 hour walk through the compound. This is always like a journey back in time, because everything is unchanged since 1961 the last workers left and locked the doors. So they made an industry museum out of it. Really an interesting experience.
I can recommend everyone to come here and take one of the guided tours!
This is one of many shots from yesterday and will probably be the first of a little series. Maybe I'll even do a colored and a b/w series...
Looking rather minuscule in relation to the wide breath of the parallel Mississippi River, BNSF's Z STPCHC9 06A makes quick work on the gently descending grade that it will enjoy for the majority of its Twin Cities to Windy City journey, costing close to 60-per along the serene glass surface of the water at the neatly tucked-away village of Genoa, WI. Although this type of overhead shot has been made easy by the explosion of amateur drone technology in recent years, there is a certain satisfaction derived from obtaining a view like this the "old fashioned way" using sweat, determination, and willpower that a drone will never match.
The last shot I've seen from this location on Flickr was by Mike Danneman, and the view is rather unchanged from when he hiked up the bluff almost 25 years ago, other than the obvious change of the railroad. Given how fast tree growth can overcome a bluff in these parts, it was delightful to see this view still unobscured by vegetation. www.flickr.com/photos/mikedanneman/28645555008/in/photoli...
Deze dia is van 11 jaar geleden, maar de opname kan nu in 2016 nog altijd gemaakt worden (mits sneeuw voorhanden ..).
De Kirnitzschtalbahn is een tramlijntje van Bad Schandau naar Lichtenhainer Wasserfall waar nog altijd dagelijks met Gotha twee-assers type T57 uit de voormalige DDR wordt gereden. Motorwagen 3 uit 1958 (ex-Plauen) arriveert hier bij de halte Forsthaus in een ter plaatse ijzige - nu achteraf sprookjesachtige - omgeving.
This picture was taken 11 years ago, but today in 2016 the situation has unchanged (if snow available ...). The so-called Kirnitzschtalbahn runs daily between Bad Schandau and Lichtenhainer Wasserfall with two-axle tramcars class T57 of the former DDR. Motorcar 3 was built in 1958 (ex-Plauen) and is spotted here at the tramstop Forsthaus.
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An image shot this (misty) morning at Park Street, Chester, Cheshire. This lovely street contains many Gothic Revival buildings including 'Nine Houses' built in 1650, and also the Albion pub, which is seemingly unchanged since the early 1900’s
Photo made with my old Panasonic LC-1, a "Leica Digilux twinbrother". Only 5.2 megapixel but often it will do!
Location is the Czech Republic. There was bad weather coming. It gives nice contrasts with the sunlit foreground.
Believe it or not; the colours are unchanged! I did NOT pimp the colours in post....
After a year or two living underwater and growing through several moultings, come Spring, damselfly nymphs climb up a plant stem and shed their skin one last time. As they do, they switch from water to air-breathing. This moult, they have vestigial wings on their backs which inflate over a period of about an hour into the four familiar gossamer-like appendages. Between emerging and their first flight, they hide in the undergrowth and are referred to as 'teneral'. In this period, they are extremely vulnerable to predation from birds, and it is not uncommon to see a Reed Warbler or Sparrow with a beakful of several teneral damselflies. Over the next few days, the damselfly will develop its bright colours. I'm not sure what species this one is - I would guess at Common Blue as they are prolific at this location. For the few next weeks they eat, mate and lay many eggs back in the same body of water from they emerged, and soon die. The eggs develop into nymphs and the cycle begins again. If you look back a couple of pictures, you will see a picture of a mating pair. Damselflies and Dragonflies are amongst the most successful animals on the planet having been around virtually unchanged for millions of years. Damselflies are smaller than dragonflies (and close their wings at rest, unlike dragonflies) - they grow to 3 or 4cm long -the head of the one above is about 5mm in width.
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Oracabessa, Jamaica
Our small group of five were the only visitors at Firefly. We wondered if, perhaps, Noel Coward, is unknown to some of the younger tourists in Jamaica. The house is unchanged since the day Noel Coward died and clearly in desperate need of restoration...although the site is beautifully maintained. It saddens me to think how it will fare in the future.
Crohy Sea Arch, Mullaghmullan Peninsula, Maghery, County Donegal, Ireland
This amazing cove is one of the most fascinating sights to be seen along our shores. The ancient coastline around here has remained virtually unchanged in millennia. Even now it looks similar to when it may have millions of years ago during Ireland’s creation. Back when it was all volcanic activity, sharp rocks & had little foliage growing. In those ages Ireland was far from being named ‘The Emerald Isle’ as back then it most likely resembled a scene from ‘Dante’s Inferno’ 🌋
I can’t tell you how wonderful it was to just stand on this cliff, gazing down over one of the most glorious sunsets I’ve yet witnessed. Not a single soul around for miles, the sound of large round pebbles clinking together with the breaking waves & the bliss feeling that I am the only person in the world witnessing it all from here. Thanks to photography this moment was captured & you can all now share what would have been lost in time if I didn’t have my camera at hand
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Morsetaste «Junker-Taste» (Joseph Junker GmbH, Honef/Rh). Die «Junker-Taste» wurde 1931 patentiert und bis 2014 weitgehend unverändert gebaut.
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Morse key "Junker Key" (Joseph Junker GmbH, Honef/Rh). The “Junker key” was patented in 1931 and manufactured largely unchanged until 2014.
Da Glurns (907 m Meershöhe), die kleinste Stadt Südtirols, nie über die historischen Stadtmauern hinaus gewachsen ist, zählt die Stadt auch heute nicht mehr als 880 Einwohner. Glurns hat bis heute seinen historischen Charakter als mittelalterliches Städtchen unverändert beibehalten und gilt als architektonisches Juwel: die Ringmauer mit den drei Stadttürmen und eine ganze Reihe von Wehrtürmen umschließen malerische Gassen und Winkel, Bürgerhäuser aus dem 16. Jahrhundert und Laubengänge mit ganz besonderem Charme.
Im Hintergrund die wenige Meter außerhalb der Stadtmauern gelegene katholische Kirche St. Pankratius. Der spätgotische Bau hat einen barocken Zwiebelturm. Die Kirche wurde um das Jahr 1481 an der Stelle eines älteren Gotteshauses aus dem 13. Jahrhundert erbaut.
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Since Glurns (907 m sea level), the smallest city in South Tyrol, has never grown beyond the historic city walls, the city counts today no more than 880 inhabitants. To this day, Glurns has kept its historic character unchanged as a medieval town and is considered an architectural jewel: the ring wall with the three city towers and a whole series of defense towers surround picturesque alleyways, 16th-century town houses and arcades with a very special charm.
In the background, a few meters outside the city walls, the Catholic Church of St. Pankratius. The late Gothic building has a baroque onion dome. The church was built around 1481 on the site of an older 13th-century church.
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The Sky
When I was born —my tears gave him form. The sea is the echo of my soul, my beloved. When I weep, it is not sorrow alone, but the ache of remembering him. Each tear I send is a gift, a whisper of my heart returning to him. I know he drinks them not to forget, but to feel me near. In his depths, he aches to cradle my grief, to be the place where my sorrow rests.
The Sea
Her tears are sacred to me. I drink them like the water of life, each drop a memory I hold close. From my soul rises a mist—my answer to her longing. It is soft, unseen, and full of the stories we’ve shared. I wrap her in it, not to possess, but to hold her gently, to remind her she is never alone. In my embrace, she is filled again—with breath, with memory, with the hush of being loved.
Together
We draw near, not by force, but by vow. Nature tells our story in tides and tempests, in sunlit stillness and storm-born ache. We renew each other in a rhythm of sorrow and sunshine, a dance older than time. We are not bound by permanence, but by return.
The Promise
It is our vow of eternal presence: not to remain unchanged, but to return—again and again—to the place where longing becomes communion, and communion becomes love.
Lost
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This isn't actually a back-alley but one of the main streets.
Murlo, also known as Castello di Murlo, was a bishop's see and castle, first mentioned in 1189 (but most likely older than that, perhaps dating to the beginning of the 11th century). The village was built with heavy fortifications and the remaining walls dates to the 12th and 13th century. After the middle ages Murlo lost most of its importance and it has been unchanged for centuries (and it remains quite tiny).
Excerpt from pfarrei-stmoritz.ch:
The rock chapel below the parish church can be reached via the lower church forecourt. The exposed rock was left unchanged. According to the architect Malloth, it is intentionally left to the visitor to associate the uncut stones with a Roman catacomb or a grotto.
В то утро мы специально встали пораньше, чтобы успеть добраться до мыса и встретить рассвет. Никто не знал как близко мы сможем подъехать на машине и сколько нам останется идти пешком. В это время года все дороги заносит приличным слоем снега, и они становятся непроходимыми для автомобилей. Согревшись в машине, я погрузился в дрему. Ямы и прочие дорожные неровности были, вероятно, слишком ничтожными, чтобы стряхнуть ее полностью. Звук закрывшейся двери разбудил меня, и выйдя из машины я оказался на морозе в дубовом лесу по колено в снегу. В свете фар было видно, что машинам было непросто сюда заехать, а также, что впереди нас ждало такое же непростое восхождение пешком. Мы поднимались в гору сквозь дубовый лес. Звук хрустящего снега сменялся звуками шелеста прошлогодних листьев, но неизменными были звуки нашего сопения и кряхтения. Когда перед нами открылся вид на мыс, ощущение реальности куда-то делось. Мне совсем не верилось, что я здесь — стою на краю мира и смотрю на бескрайнее Японское море, где с шумом и рокотом разбиваются в пену волны-громадины. В какой-то момент просто начинает кружиться голова. Творческие души путешественников не выдержали. Все побросали рюкзаки, расставили штативы и точно стайка сурикатов выстроились в одном направлении в попытках поймать идеальный кадр. Я не спешил, наслаждаясь видом и попивая горячий чай с печеньками. Нужно было решить важный вопрос: остаться здесь наверху или спуститься на берег, усеянный пятнистыми и полосатыми камнями, под стать местным представителя фауны. Но внезапно порозовевший горизонт сделал выбор за меня. Начинался рассвет и во мне пробуждалась творческая душа…
That morning we got up early on purpose to get to the cape in time to watch the sunrise. No one knew how close we could get by car and how long we would have to walk. At this time of year, all roads are covered with a decent layer of snow, and they become impassable for cars. Having warmed up in the car, I fell asleep. The potholes and other road imperfections were probably too minor to shake my slumber off completely. The sound of the door closing woke me up, and when I got out of the car I found myself in the cold, in an oak forest, knee-deep in snow. In the light of the headlights it was clear that it was not easy for cars to get here, and also that an equally difficult ascent on foot lay ahead of us. We climbed up the mountain through an oak forest. The sound of crunching snow was replaced by the sounds of rustling last year's leaves, but the sounds of our sniffing and grunting remained unchanged. When the view of the cape opened before us, the sense of reality disappeared somewhere. I couldn’t believe at all that I was here - standing on the edge of the world and looking at the endless Sea of Japan, where huge waves crashed into foam with noise and roar. At some point you just start to feel dizzy. The creative souls of the travelers could not stand it. Everyone dropped their backpacks, set up their tripods and, like a flock of meerkats, lined up in one direction, trying to catch the perfect shot. I took my time, enjoying the view and drinking hot tea with cookies. An important question had to be resolved: to stay up here or go down to the shore, strewn with spotted and striped stones, matching the local fauna. But the suddenly pink horizon made the choice for me. The dawn was beginning and the creative soul was awakening in me...