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Now this is the 3rd time I've done this page.. First time it was love, second time it was applique so this time I chose sweet! Because I love sweet treats and it was inspired by my favourite yummy dresses!!
Not a Moskvich as first thought, but an Opel Kadett. Thanks to Berresfordmotors and die Welt ... for identification. Quietly resting near a quarry in Malta.
skiing is not the only thing i'm up to. today we had a walk on the beach close to the ubc campus. and i could try my new camera :)
btw: this beach is beautiful.
Couldn't help heading out with my kayak tonight. The calm waters and the Royston wrecks just called me. :]
First time out for what seems like an age with my Nikon D80 that has been converted for Infrared photography. Taken at Dungeness in Kent. Converted to B&W using CS6 & Nik Silver Efex.
One of the presents I got this year is Wreck this Journal along with Mess and This is not a Book. My sister got me this lovely shirt. (:
Happy holidays!
Engineer George takes an afternoon eastbound across the picturesque Wreck Lead Bridge (former FEC property) with a shiny set of Kawasaki M9s. Just before the train arrived, a seagull had been perched upon one of the wooden planks to the right. Though it would have been a nice addition to the picture, it flew off as the train sounded its horn for the bridge. Oh well!
Long after the storm hurled her onto the beach, one side of the iron hulled ship still rises up out of the emtombing sands.
I find such wrecks intriguing. A tangible connection with the past.
And it excites me even more to know that God speaks of those that we think of as dead as living still.
The best beach in Canada hands down. I've been all over the world and I think Wreck Beach is still my favourite beach....for 3 months of the year :)
The ship wreck of the Admiral Von Tromp protruding from the dark shale rocks at the south end of Saltwick Bay.
Taken with a Canon 600D and a Sigma 10-20mm wide angle lens.
Credit to Kris Williams for the stunning location of this wreck, didn't even know it was there!
Not a particularly successful evening. Walked the 2+ miles to get to this wreck only to discover...yep, left the most important filters in the car. Wet up the knees (as usual) and camera bag took a soaking for the team too. The filters I did have were covered in sea spray withing minutes and yep, lens cloth in same location as filters. Dog now exhausted (he's very old and has arthritis) and he will be suffering tomorrow and I came away with nothing particularly great to top it all! Sometimes you hit the right composition and all goes well, other times....well just 'meh'.
This is exactly what I was hoping for (apart from the coffee stains from the previous page!) I bought and used my first set of watercolour pencils...
"The empty buildings were gutted by fires in 1971 and in 1973. The latter blaze, fueled by 70 years' worth of animal fat, burned for three weeks. Afterward, owners hired a company to demolish what was left, but after breaking three wrecking balls on the massive brick structures, Hearne Wrecking and Lumber admitted defeat.."
After the plant closed in 1971, the place was heaven for graffiti taggers, a plot of urban wilderness routinely explored by teenagers and photographers... however in the next few years, it may change that.
~ source article "Swift Changes" - Ft Worth Weekly
~ History of Stockyards and Swift meat-packing complex
Mill Hill, near Glossop, Derbyshire.
On October 11th, 1944, US Flight Engineer Sgt Jerome Najvar and 2nd Lieutenant Creighton Haopt were in the process of delivering a brand new Liberator B-24J bomber when they crashed here due to low cloud and haze. It was too late when they realised how low they were flying and the Liberator ploughed through layers of heather, peat and rock at 150 mph, creating a deep furrow.
Miraculously both escaped with fairly minor injuries. They
escaped from the shattered cockpit and walked along a stream until they reached the Hayfield to Glossop road. A lorry driver stopped and picked them up and took them to a nearby pub where they telephoned to report the accident.
Much of the wreckage was disposed of shortly after the accident and what is left is only a fraction of it, unlike the wreck at Higher Shelf Stones, Glossop.
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An evening stroll on the East Winner sandbank at low tide reveals the wreck of the good ship “Ocean” which is reputed to have sunk in 1856.
27/52
Love is broken bread and poured out wine.
It's bared flesh and dripping blood.
It's a reckless, wrecking force of skin and bone and shattered selflessness.
Know this love. Give this love. Root yourself in it.
I was in Nebraska from June 30 to July 8. This is one of the girls from the Native American reservation we were staying on, with whom I was blessed to spend my afternoons. Her name is Charla. She's quiet and calm, and has the sweetest smile and disposition. I had the opportunity to bless her by praying over her on our last day together, and afterword she in turn blessed me with a very long hug. She made my week. This isn't a quality picture, and it wasn't actually taken by me as I didn't have much opportunity to shoot a photo this week, but I believe Charla deserves to be a part of this 52 weeks project, so what you see is what you get.