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Urban Landscape Composition; Stamford Town Center; Stamford, Connecticut; ©2009 DianaLee Photo Designs
Amtrak Capitol train 721 makes its way down the Embarcadero in Oakland, California. It's a quiet Sunday morning in the East Bay, so hopefully no wayward automobile will find its way onto AMTK 502's pilot.
at least I had to stop and click on my way back from the hairdressers last Saturday :)
All very different today as the thaw set in yesterday - now a mix of 1/2 melted, rather lethal hardpacked snow & ice, very dirty melted piles of snow, slushy stuff and green and mud! oooh, and localised flooding & gale-force winds for good measure! If you ever wonder why the brits seem to be so obsessive about their weather conditions - it's because we never know from one minute to the next what's coming. Only on Thursday it snowed lighltly but continuously from 6.30 a.m through to 17.00.
Akasu Lake in Alberta Canada. Generally, it's not a very picturesque lake but under the right conditions it can yield some good photos.
Cream dropped on acrylic plate. The colours are acrylic paint, which yields a different texture than food colouring.
A flawless St. Louis morning yields a trio of Union Pacific SD40 rebuilds swinging downhill around the elevated concrete railroad bridge toward Lesperance St with a long UP YSL53 20 on the drawbars. This job works daily, going on-duty 2359 hrs the night before, between both Lesperance St Yard to the south and 12th St Yard in downtown making transfer runs between the two. The large brick building in the background belonged to the Cruden-Martin Manufacturing Company; Producer of a variety of metal products, they eventually filed for bankruptcy in 1990. The structure now lays abandoned and is just one of many buildings that gives St Louis' riverfront a gritty, industrial look to it.
Go Cardinals!
Formerly the seat of Malcolms of Poltalloch.
Victorian mansion built 1849 - 1853, known as Callton Mor in later 19th century. Left in 1954 and falling in ruins since 1957 when the roof was removed.
Have an interesting look here:
A quick trip to Lake Springfield yielded this Monarch Butterfly (Danaus plexippus) and a Pipevine Swallowtail (Battus philenor) on adjacent thistle blossoms. We went after hearing some geese in the morning sky but there were only smaller photo opportunities.
We've now had a morning in the upper 30s F (3-4 C) so these guys need to gather while they can.
For reasons not entirely planned less than two weeks later I was back on the Union Station garage which ones again yielded three different trains oncd again in the span of almost exactly 80 min.
This time first up was CSXT L048 on board train M426 (Selkirk to Waterville manifest) swinging through CP45 and on to the Providence and Worcester's Gardner Branch for the run back up to home (ex Pan Am) rails at Barbers
The head end featured an interesting consist of an AC4400CW, two ex Pan Am C40-8s, and a GP38-2. There was also a cut of 18 loaded coal hoppers for Bow presumably from the C619 unit train that had arrived in Selkirk some 10 days earlier and for whatever reason was cut up and piecemealed to New England instead of running through as a unit train.
Seen standing above the third unit is old New Haven tower SSM334 dating from the 1911 grade separation project and track configuration when Union Station was built. To the left on Temple Street is St. John's Catholic Church, established in 1834, it is the oldest established Catholic religious institution in the city, and the oldest Catholic parish in New England outside of Boston. This 1845 brick church building was added to the National Register of Historic Places in 1980.
Worcester, Massachusetts
Monday March 20, 2023
one of those times when one feels he's an easy one to get:
catchy colours? and a fancy door? ok, ok. I know how to proceed: saturation up, a cute white frame over here and voilà! An easy one. ;D
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uno de esos momentos cuando uno se siente facilón:
colorcillos llamativos? una puerta resultona? Ok, ok. Sé cómo seguir: saturación pa'riba, un marquito mono por aquí y... voilà! Facilón! ;D
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Morning drizzle yielded a lovely rainbow,
What does the rainbow symbolize to Hawaiian culture?
"The Rainbow is very significant in Hawaiian culture. Hawaii is very rainy, and rainbows can often be seen. This has led to it being deeply ingrained in their culture and religion. The rainbow is the celestial path that the Hawaiian Gods use to come down to earth from their home, in the Cloud Islands. The Rainbow Goddess, Anuenue, who is sister to the primal gods Kane and Kanaloa, acts as a messenger of the Gods. Lono, the God of Fertility and Music, descended on a rainbow to marry Laka, the Hawaiian Goddess of Music and Dance. "Anuenne" is Hawaiian for Rainbow The rainbow is also perceived as the pathway that the souls of the dead take to travel to the heavenly realms. The souls have walk on the rainbow path to pass through Kuaihelani, a mysterious floating island, which translates to "supporting the heavens or spiritual" to reach the sacred land of Nu'umealani, the bright, elevated and fragrant land of "the heavenly one". The rainbow is thus a symbol of transformation, and those who can freely travel between the upper world and the lower reaches live like gods among humans, enjoying earthly prosperity and abundance. Featured as a pathway between dimensions in Hawaiian mythology as it does in various cultures round the world, it also acts as a footstool for Malanaikuaheahea, the wife of the legendary transpacific voyager and astronomer whose name, Maliki'i is also the Hawaiian term for the Pleiades star cluster from which the first Hawaiians came to earth." Edited April 14, 2015 by 3bob
A pullout at the El Capitan Viewpoint with a view looking to the north at the namesake peak. I had two thoughts in composing this image. One was to capture the majesty of the peaks and ridges to my front in this part of the national park. The other was, as a Pearl Jam fan, to capture a yield sign in front of those mountain peaks. The rest of my thought in capturing this image was to meter the image for the sunlight and line things up to out the best I could, recognizing that there was a concrete barrier that I couldn't avoid from the highway construction on going. I later worked with control points in DxO PhotoLab 6 and then made some adjustments to bring out the contrast, saturation and brightness I wanted for the final image.
“I did not want to think about people. I wanted the trees, the scents and colors, the shifting shadows of the wood, which spoke a language I understood. I wished I could simply disappear in it, live like a bird or a fox through the winter, and leave the things I had glimpsed to resolve themselves without me.”
― Patricia A. McKillip, Winter Rose
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=BxGE65pn2vg
THE VOICE – CELTIC WOMAN
Tip-toeing quietly a few steps at a time
I stop and turn slowly; attune my ears
listening for the sounds of movement
as nature's music rises and falls and then I hear
the gentleness of rustling undergrowth and leaves
the long grass parts and there he is
as I walk past the rustic cottage
the rust-colour of his countenance appears
he wends his way freely and easily through the fence
turns every now and then to listen
joined now by his counterpart; a vixen
the two of them look towards me; my forehead glistens
I click a picture; a few frames; I hold my breath
they stop and start and see right to me
my hiding place; my wide-eyed face
I am just as much to them a mystery
they do not appear to be unsettled
just curious and stare in wonder
then hurry through the field and fence
who knows where or what they may plunder
I stand for awhile until I grow too cold
and wander slowly in the opposite direction
in my pocket I squeeze the hand warmer my friend gave me
look down into the pond and see my own reflection
overhead I hear the birds who come to roost
as the sun begins to set and the Wolf Moon rises
the light is perfect; the Moon so pale; the Sun so vivid
opposites attract and I am caught
between two worlds full of surprises
I see another fox much larger than either of those two
he is older and more wary; he has learned the ways of men
so his steps are bolder; stronger as he hurries
he does not even glance my way and then
as quickly as he arrived he's gone
I see him in the distance where
the railway track cuts across the field
he is a hunter; a warrior who has seen many battles
his steps are filled with purpose; he will not yield
I do not worry for him; he is strong and he is wise
it's how we all should evolve throughout our lives
“What doesn't kill us makes us stronger”
that old adage springs to mind
it's true; I know from my own experiences
I too know what to do so I survive
and yet I have a gentleness; a softness to my nature too
and wonder if that wily fox may have the same
perhaps he wears his braveness like a badge of honour
I like to think … “A rose by any other name … “
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Wish you a lovely weekend, my dear friends <3
I was told by a few friend's that back lite snow wouldn't look very good. Steve, Owen, Jim and I thought it looked pretty C O O L. This is LPJ04 the Troy Grove local running north bound in the middle of the day power light. This was a Monday. there was a 9 inch snow fall on Saturday and then there was 40mph wind for 36 hrs causing the LPJ04 to use the power to clear the line. some place's 5 to 6 foot drift's. Just a guess but I'm also pretty sure we won't this year.(Click over the photo to get FULL exploding affect)
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Pentax 67, SMC 200mm f4, Lee GND 0.6 HE, Adox CHS 100 Art developed in Kodak Xtol 1+0, wet-mounted drumscan.