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I figured with this being upload number 1000 to my Flickr account, it should be a personal favourite.

This was my first shot of my first trip to Montana. I was solo and had a good old fashioned paper map and some print outs of other peoples shots from the web. After driving down from Saskatchewan and spending the night in East Glacier the next morning I awoke to a perfectly clear sky. Although this spot was just a few minutes from the motel, I wound up missing a perfectly lit eastbound by seconds. Instinctively I wanted to chase it, but that would have meant leaving this fabulous spot and who knows, maybe there would be another one right behind it.... Less than ten minutes later this grain empty popped into view and set against snow capped mountains, frosted evergreens, fall foliage and lifting morning fog I took my first and possibly favourite Montana photo.

I quite enjoy the little hub of railroad photography that has come to exist on Flickr and the daily dose of fresh photos it gives all of us. Maybe I'll start digging around for another favourite for upload 2000.

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Thanks everybody for the 1000 views!!!!!!

i know you use to recive 1000 views per picture and 100 favs at time, but to me it means a lot, i was happy everytime one of my pics had 10 views... thanks everybody for the support and nice comments, if anybody can criticize my other pictures and tell me what can i improve to make new ones better it would be great.

It was even an "explore"!!! cant belive it,... amazing, i wish i could see it, i thought that was only for Pro accounts with posts in two hundred groups.

Thanks to mackenzk for inviting me to Global Village 2, after that my rating went to the sky.

Thanks again!.

More photos on my Instagram account :)

Plain's Zebras(Burchell's Zebras)

Okavango Delta: Botswana

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Probably the most imperious-looking cat I’ve ever encountered, in Oban.

For an account of my trip to Oban, Mull, Iona and the especially fascinating Slate Islands:

Oban, Mull, Iona and the Slate Islands

Olá amigos, com o dólar na estratosfera aqui no Brasil, e depois de 6 anos, não consegui renovar minha PRO. E eles vão apagar minhas fotos!! Uma vergonha!

Hi friends, with the dollar in the stratosphere here in Brazil, and after 6 years, I haven't been able to renew my PRO. And they're going to delete my photos!! What a shame!

...Diese Worte drangen aus dem Mund eines weiteren Fotografen (leider immer noch kein Flickr-Account) in einer scheinbar aussichtslosen Zwickmühle. Doch wie ist es dazu gekommen? Rollen wir alles von hinten auf: Donnerstagabend, ich hatte viele Ideen den letzten Sommertag des Jahres 2024 sinnvoll zu verwenden. Es konkretisierte sich auf das Altmühltal - mal wieder. Im Tal mit dem stillsten Fluss Bayerns waren drei 111er Umläufe hintereinander angekündigt. Doch am Frühen nächsten Morgen entschied ich mich doch, recht kurzfristig dagegen. Grund für diese, im Nachhinein dumme Entscheidung waren die 111er. Zwei von ihnen hatte ich schon perfekt, eine andere sprach mich von dem Lackzustand absolut nicht an.

Am Vortag ist die neue Bayernbahn 139 314 mit einem Kesselzug in die Fächerstadt. Ich spekulierte auf eine Rückleistung. Also setzte ich mich um 5:30 an meinem Rechner, normalerweise schalte ich ihn um diese Uhrzeit erst aus. Da ich wusste, dass die Rückleistung immer übers Filstal verkehrte, plante ich mir irgendwas zusammen. Zugegeben, um diese respektlose Uhrzeit habe ich nicht viel nachgedacht, so übersah ich einen wichtigen Faktor. Das Filstal war zwischen Göppingen und Geislingen voll gesperrt. Ohne von meinem Schicksal zu wissen, legte ich mich nochmals ins Bett. Nach einer Stunde bitter benötigtem Schlaf schaute ich in die lokale Sichtungsgruppe. Und tatsächlich, mein Poker ist aufgegangen! Schnell Laufweg, Zugnummer und Zeiten rausgefunden, und 'ab dafür'. Oder auch nicht. Erst jetzt bemerkte ich, dass der Zug ja gar nicht übers Filstal rollt. Die Murrbahn war als Ausweich-Strecke gewählt worden. Hier verkehrte der Zug in sehr bescheidenem Licht. Da der Zug nach dem Kopf machen im Stuttgarter Hafen auch mit guten - 25 unterwegs war, stand nur in Fichtenberg das Licht. Schnell dorthin aufgebrochen, der Zug war schließlich nur gute 15min hinter unserem MÄÄX 90. Mitleerweile war auch Fotograf Sven eingetroffen. Gemeinsam zog es uns in den Garten der Neuapostolischen Kirche Fichtenberg. Dort angekommen, fanden wir uns leider im Urwald von Fichtenberg wieder. Also improvisieren, auf Google Maps zeigte sich noch ein anderer weg nah an der Strecke. Hingerannt, nur um zu bemerken, dass hier der Urwald auch schon im sehr fortgeschrittenen Stadium war. Kurze Zeit später Rollte der neue Stern am Himmel von der Bayernbahn an uns vorbei. Ein Fail wie aus dem Bilderbuch.

Geknickt ging es für uns wieder zum Bahnhof, wir waren die einzigen zwei Fahrgäste die reisen wollten. Der RE 90 rauschte ohne halt vorbei, die Stimmung war am Tiefpunkt. Andere Fotografen zeigten mir Stolz ihre Bilder von der nur knapp 21km weiter südlich gelegenen Remsbahn, wo zur selben Zeit der CBB Ersatzzug nach Nürnberg eierte. Langsam schlich der MEX Nach Gaildorf ein, wir stiegen ein, im Geilsten Dorf der Welt aber nicht aus, sondern erfreuten uns am Stimmungslockerer Instagram Reels.

Dann wurde es auf einmal hektisch. Zwei Züge die ich noch nicht erwähnt hatte, sind im Zulauf. Einmal eine DB Bahnbau 233 genannt „Tiger“ und einmal eine 111 der Smartrail. Wir beide wussten nicht welche Smartrail 111 auf der Leistung war. Deswegen dachten wir beide erst an die 233, da diese merh als selten ist. Wir schreiben ungefähr 12:30, als wir bemerkten, dass auf der Smartrail Leistung 111 017 vorgespannt war. Und damit war die Denkarbeit freigegeben. Sie endete erst gegen 15:20. In meiner ganzen zeit als Fotograf stand ich noch nie vor so einer Schwierigen Entscheidung. „Was können wir machen, können wir ein Auto organisieren, hoffentlich bekommt die 233 noch Plus, wo würdest du die 233 machen, ja aber die 017 hat halt auch was“.

Das alles waren Gedanken, die uns durch den Kopf zischten. Jeden angerufen den ich kannte, der noch mehr Information liefen konnte. Der Traum, beide Züge mit Sonne vor den Sucher zu bekommen schien auf einmal wieder möglich, als ich beide FPLOS im Bahnhofs Gewimmel von Stuttgart verglich. Bauz 34061 15:39 Bietigheim, DGS 77577 17:02 Schorndorf. Demnach ging es nach Asperg zwischen Apfelbäume, um uns das Erste mal auf die Lauer zu legen. Doch, die Stimmung bliebt angespannt. Fast Minütlich telefonierte ich mit Malek-88, der den Zug auf Höhe Helmsheim fotografieren wollte, zu gleichen Zeit checkte Sven jeden möglichen Sichtungskorridor, da der „Russe“ verdächtig im System verschwunden war. Im Gegensatz zum Ostprodukt, baute das Westprodukt immer mehr Verspätung ab. „Oida, das kann doch echt nicht sein, an machen Tagen rollt nichts, und heute rollt alles auf einmal“. Worte von Sven, denen nichts hinzuzufügen ist. Durch all die Argumentationen wer jetzt welchen Zug fotografiert knatterte auf einmal der Rote Flitzer bestehend aus Fünf Schienenbussen in den Rücken. Kurz darauf folgte ein Anruf von Malek, gefolgt von einem Foto auf Whatsapp. Der Zug war Helmsheim durch. Nun waren wir im Besitz von Fotos beider Züge. Ab jetzt begannen wir alles zu analysieren was zu analysieren war, „017 Vordere Schere oben“, „Der Tiger ist frisch gewaschen“… nach weiteren guten 15 Minuten legte sich dann Sven mit den Worten „Es muss auch Opfer geben, ich mach den dreckes Russen“ auf die 233 fest. Nun war ich unter Zugzwang entschied mich dann aber für die 111. Demnach ging es dann für mich recht zügig zum Bahnhof, um Kurs auf die KBS 786 zu nehmen.

Dort bin ich dann auch gute 50 Minuten später angekommen, und nach kurzen Recheneinheiten in der S-Bahn kam ich zum Entschluss, dass die gute 017 im Block hinter dem MEX, allerdings vor der S-bahn sein müsste. Dadurch konnte ich ohne hetzte zur Stelle laufen, wo sich schon weitere Fotografen positioniert hatten. Das Wetter war prächtig, beste Voraussetzungen. Und so schoss man, um kurz vor 17:00 Uhr das erste brauchbare Bild des Tages, obwohl man schon seit 7.30 auf den Beinen war. Die Zufriedenheit bei allen anwesenden Fotografen war sichtlich erkennbar, vor allem wegen der ZZA.

Nach der Durchfahrt ging es wieder rasch zum Bahnsteig, denn es gab doch noch eine Möglichkeit den Tiger zu Fotografieren. In die Nächste S2 (+15) gesprungen und durch die Röhre bis Rohr. In Rohr traf man auch wieder Sven an, der mir erst einmal eine Packung Brownies übergab, ehe die Neugier nach den Fotos alles andere in den Schatten stelle.

Rohr – mein Heimatbahnhof – Hier eine Ludmilla? Surreal. Die Abfahrtmeldung aus Böblingen war Erleichterung und Unheil zugleich, von zweiteres wussten wir zu dem Zeitpunkt nur nichts. „Üst Berghau durch“ Fünf Minuten später. Doch, es kommt wie es kommen musste. Da Rohr einen Mittelbahnsteig besitzt, werden die Züge auf der Fernbahn von anhaltenden S-Bahnen verdeckt. 430 257 als Führendes Tfz bremste punktgenau auf die H-Tafel. Dahinter dieselte der Großdiesel dem Ziel Vaihingen entgegen. So wurde der Tag der mit einem Fail startete, mit einem Fail abgerundet.

checking back on the mallard family and happy to report all mallard ducklings are accounted for!

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Shot during this weekends workshop, very rare to see such great reflections at this location.

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The main biblical accounts of Hezekiah's reign are found in 2 Kings, Isaiah, and 2 Chronicles. Proverbs 25:1 commences a collection of Solomon's proverbs which were "copied by the officials of King Hezekiah of Judah". His reign is also referred to in the books of the prophets Jeremiah, Hosea, Micah, and Isaiah. The books of Hosea and Micah record that their prophecies were made during Hezekiah's reign. The book of Isaiah records when Hezekiah sought Isaiah's help when Judah was under siege by Sennacherib of the Neo-Assyrian Empire.

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Основні біблійні розповіді про правління Єзекії містяться в 2 Царів, Ісаї та 2 Хронік. Приповісті 25:1 розпочинають збірку приповістей Соломона, які були «переписані чиновниками Єзекії, царя Юди». Його правління також згадується в книгах пророків Єремії, Осії, Михея та Ісаї. У книгах Осії та Михея сказано, що їхні пророцтва були зроблені під час правління Єзекії. У книзі Ісаї описано, як Єзекія звернувся за допомогою до Ісаї, коли Юдея була в облозі Сеннахеріба з Новоассирійської імперії.

My first picture in Explore - just not on my account. I gave it to my husband as the cover photo for his new album.

Life with its own humor.

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Pingmen or Ping Gate, Suzhou

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I'm sorry to tell you friends that my new account (www.flickr.com/photos/runen3) was instantly cancelled just as I posted my first photo. I have written to enquire as to the cause. There is little hope of a resolution though. Maybe I will say goodbye to Flickr forever.

Good luck to all of you!

This city gate is called "Pingmen" or "Ping Gate", located in the northwest of the old city of Suzhou. The gate is said to have existed 2,500 years ago, but was blocked until 1928, when it was reconstituted to facilitate the traffic of the nearby railway station outside the city. Then in 1958, when all the walls of the city of Suzhou were demolished, the gate of course ceased to exist.

However, in 2011-2012, the Suzhou municipal authorities rebuilt a section of the city wall at the location of the gate, directly south of the Suzhou railway station, with three arches on the wall, known as the "Ping Gate", and built on top of the wall above the gate an pseudo-ancient city tower, which had never existed at the Pingmen before 1958.

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Well This account It's For my Own Competition called: ' The Model of The Year '.

Only my dolls // Solo mis muñecas, Sorry But I can't make it International because I'm not ready lol // Lo SIento, pero no puedo hacerlo Internacional porque no estoy preparado para hacerlo.

Descrption Translated // Descripción Traducido in English & Spanish (más abajo)

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The competition is based on 6 Girls that They need to be Model Of the Year .

Every MONTH I'll upload 1 photo [1 each 1] with the selected theme of the 3 Judges

Elimination

The girls won't be eliminated, -Yeah I know, 3 judges... blah blah blah- , This Will be with statistics [every month] of Comments, Faves, Viewers and YOU CAND JUDGE TOO! I'll read your opinions and I will also qualify them :) .

I'll compare the statistics of The Girls.

Remember

The girl who has the highest statistics will be ... THE MODEL OF THE YEAR

[Sorry for my bad english, I use the transale of some words]

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Idioma: En Español

Este Concurso Trata de 6 chicas que quieren ser ' La Modelo del Año ' .

Cada Mes se subirá 1 foto [1 de cada chica] con el tema que eligirán los 3 Juzgados.

Eliminación:

Las Chicas no serán eliminadas, -Si lo sé, 3 Juzgados blah,blah,blah-, Se las juzgará con Estadísticas De Comentarios, Favoritos, Vistas y ¡TÚ PUEDES JUZGAR TAMBIÉN! , Leeré vuestras opiniones y las calificaré :).

Compararé las estadísticas de las chicas

Recuerda

La Chica que Tendrá las estadísticas más altas será... ¡LA MODELO DEL AÑO!

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Models at the moment // Modelos ahora mismo

Kalia Hewitt Crawford [Barbie Basics Jeans #.4]

Skipper Scott Thorne [Barbie Sisters (Skipper)]

Bianca Leal Solís [Barbie Fashionista SwappinStyles W2, Glam]

Only 3 Models more... // Solo Faltan 3 Modelos más...

I'll Wait and Buy Them.// Esperaré y las compraré...

This 3 Dolls Will be the next models:

Any Barbie Fashionista Raquelle

Any Barbie Fashionista Teresa

Any Barbie With Dark Skinned , Like Artsy or other doll ...

...accounts for the vast majority of mass in the observable universe.

Please, have also a look at the pictures I uploaded on my legacy flickr account over the past decade:

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6 year old Thoroughbred broodmare. Take a look at her pedigree and you'll see that her female line traces back to the most influential broodmare of the 20th century, La Troienne:

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From Wikipedia...

"She produced fourteen foals and 12 of them raced. 10 of those 12 were winners. The first of these was the Champion Black Helen, by Black Toney, born in 1932. Black Helen won the American Derby, the Florida Derby, the Maryland Handicap, and the Coaching Club American Oaks. The second was born in 1934, Biologist, by Bubbling Over who won the 1926 Kentucky Derby. The third was Baby League, born in 1935, again by Bubbling Over, who became the dam of four stakes winners: the great Hall of Fame filly Busher, as well as Mr. Busher, Striking, and Harmonizing. Her fourth winning foal was Big Hurry, another Black Toney filly, born in 1936, and the dam of five stakes winners: Be Fearless, Bridal Flower, The Admiral, Great Captain, and Searching. La Troienne also brought forth the great Hall of Fame colt Bimelech, born in 1937. By Black Toney, Bimlech won the Belmont Stakes, the Preakness Stakes, and placed in the 1940 Kentucky Derby. Big Event came next in 1938, a Blue Larkspur filly and dam of stakes winner Hall of Fame. In 1939, she dropped Businesslike who was the dam of two stakes winners: Busanda (who was the dam of Buckpasser) and Auditing. Then came Besieged by Balladier in 1940, Broke Even in 1941, a colt by Blue Larkspur, Back Yard in 1942, a gelding by Balladier, and in 1944 Bee Ann Mac by Blue Larkspur. Belle Histoire came along in 1945, once more by Blue Larkspur. Belle Histoire was the dam of stakes winner Royal Record. La Troienne's last two foals were Belle of Troy in 1947, again by Blue Larkspur, and the gelding Trojan War in 1948 by Shut Out.

Les Brinsfield, a pedigree expert, wrote: "Anyone who wants can take any daughter of La Troienne (or all of them) and trace them through pedigrees to today's stars. It will be a rare week when there is no stakes winner linebred to La Troienne.""

www.tbheritage.com/Portraits/LaTroienne.html

Donald Mitchell Healey (DMH to friends and fans) was, by all accounts, one of the truly great characters of the motor industry. A pilot in World War I, DMH took to motor racing and rally in the '20s. By the mid-1930s he was designing and driving rally cars for Triumph, and won several important international events. When war broke out in 1939, he devoted himself to the war efforts.

At the conclusion of hostilities, DMH and family (especially his sons, Geoff and Bic) resumed making sports cars, this time under the Healey name. Their first effort, the Healey Silverstone, had an advanced chassis design and simple, aerodynamic bodywork. Lacking the resources (spelled "cash") to develop their own engines, the Healeys used the interesting and reasonably sporting Riley 2-liter twin-cam OHV engine. (Yes, you read that right: two cams, down in the block, each operating a separate bank of pushrods working the rockers of overhead valves.)

But like all racers, DMH wanted more power. The biggest news in the motoring world in those days was the 165-bhp Cadillac OHV V8, a comparatively light-weight and high-revving engine with great low-end torque and tremendous potential for making a light, good-handling chassis go very fast. DMH built at least one prototype, using a privately purchased Cadillac V8, which fitted nicely into the Silverstone chassis. (I have been fortunate enough to see this car. And again, that's not "one of these cars," it's "this one.")

So DMH took a steamship from England to the U.S., intending to strike a deal with Cadillac for several V8 engines.

On the way he met George Romney, president of the Nash Motor Corporation based in Kenosha, Wisconsin. George and DMH hit it off from the start, and Romney said that if things didn't go according to plan, he should look him up.

Well, Cadillac didn't give DMH the time of day—too busy (and too important) to sell motors to some tinkerer. DMH decided that rather than make the trip a total loss, he should look into the Nash connection.

Well, Romney was as good as his word, and a deal was struck not only for engines, but for some development of a sports-racing car. The Nash-Healey ended up taking 3rd overall (behind two Mercedes 300SLs) at the 1952 24 Hours of Le Mans—an amazing achievement for a six-cylinder pushrod block, in spite of Nash's disappointment at not winning against the highly developed twin-cam racing engines.

The final piece in the puzzle was the acquisition of bodywork from Pininfarina, Italy's premiere coachbuilder at the time (and my own Pininfarina car is at my elbow, urging me to delete "at the time").

500 Nash-Healeys were built, in coupe form as shown here but more popularly in a roadster. The five cars shown at Forest Grove therefore represent one percent of all Nash-Healey production; no one at the concours knew how many still remain.

Classic film buffs may recall the original Sabrina, with Humphrey Bogart, Audrey Hepburn, and William Holden. Bogart is the sober-sided chairman of the board of a wealthy family's financial institution, and younger brother Holden is the fast-living cad who romances Hepburn. The car in which Holden drives her home from the train station is a Nash-Healey roadster.

Oh, and about that title: In 1959, DMH tried again to secure V8 power for his sports cars, and once more crossed the Atlantic, this time to meet with his longtime friend and fellow racer Carroll Shelby (who had just won the 24 Hours, driving an Aston Martin). DMH got the same response from Chevrolet as he had earlier received from Cadillac, and furthermore was chastised by British Motor Corporation (BMC) management for attempting to go outside the firm's own engine sources. So sadly, Shelby had to look elsewhere for the Anglo-American hybrid he was working on... a little car known as the Cobra, and a story that might have started as early as 1952 if General Motors had not already perfected the art of sticking their heads up their uncommonly tight fundamental apertures.

>>> kathrin's world <<<

Many of you already know ... I have got a new flickr-account where you can find already lots of new pictures taken by me. So please follow my new account if you want to see more pictures, because I won't upload any photos here any more. See you soon in my new stream :-)

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Model Ana Beatriz Barros backstage before the 2008 Victoria's Secret Fashion Show at the Fontainebleau Hotel in Miami Beach, Florida on November 15, 2008 .

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Het is altijd leuk een kleine bonus mee te nemen als je voor een bepaalde trein besluit een uurtje langs het spoor te slijten. Ditmaal was die bonus een slecht beladen Frenkendorf-shuttle die door Crossrail tussen Antwerpen en de in Zwitserland bij Basel gelegen plaats gereden wordt.

Als vermoedelijk trein 47025 passeert de 186 187 even ten zuiden van Roosendaal en zal vervolgens via de Brabantroute en Venlo de verre tocht door Duitsland aanvangen. De slechte mate van belading heeft mogelijk alles te maken met de huidige situatie maar het geheel is in ieder geval beladen aan de loc!

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De meeste spoorwegliefhebbers die zich met enige regelmaat op zondag met hun hobby bezig houden kennen ongetwijfeld de dieselolietrein die rond het middaguur vanuit Kijfhoek richting Venlo rijdt met als tractie veelal een Vectron bij BLS Cargo. Vooral aan het begin van 2019 was deze trein immers een geliefd doel voor vele fotografen waaronder ook ikzelf.

Het deel wat echter voor mijzelf nog ontbrak en eigenlijk nog gewenster is betreft natuurlijk de 'first mile' in de haven, ofwel de weg van het bedrijf vanwaar de wagens komen naar het emplacement waar de elektrische loc de trein overneemt. Hoog tijd daar dus maar eens verandering in aan te brengen en op de zondagmorgen koers te zetten naar Pernis, waar het uiteindelijk allemaal gebeurd.

De genoemde taak in de haven is aan Independent Rail Partner die voor hun havenactiviteiten diverse G1206 en G2000 locomotieven gebruiken. Vrijwel al deze machines dragen de opvallende zwart met roze kleurstelling maar in dit geval moest natuurlijk het buitenbeentje verschijnen, de zonder enige vervoerderskenmerken en zonder zichtbaar materieelnummer genoemde 2201.

De historie van deze in 2008 gebouwde loc leert ons dat ze voorafgaand aan de inzet bij IRP in dienst is geweest bij ACTS onder nummer 7112, HTRS onder nummer 1798 (waarbij ook gestickert in de HUSA kleurstelling). TrainGroup onder nummer TG-105 (waarvan de schrikstrepen rondom nog altijd een herinnering zijn), RTS Rail, LOCON (wederom als 1798) en Bentheimer Eisenbahn.

Terug naar het moment van de foto brengt ons op de Vondelingenplaat temidden van de enorme Shell terreinen en op de achtergrond gelegen Koole Tankstorage Minerals alwaar de wagens aan de haak van deze G1206 beladen worden met dieselolie. Na wagencontrole en remproef en daarmee gepaard het nodige geduld van de fotografen trekt de 2201 zijn sleep wagens behoedzaam de de poort uit op weg naar emplacement Pernis. De machinist zal aansluitend de dieselloc wisselen voor een elektrisch exemplaar waarna de lange reis naar het Zwitserse Basel kan beginnen als trein 49077.

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Whilst searching for square format shots to upload to my Instagram account ( www.instagram.com/dgphotos.co.uk/ ) I realised this previously uploaded Blue Lagoon landscape would work well cropped to this format.

Click here to see more from my trip to Iceland : www.flickr.com/photos/darrellg/albums/72157650886963062

From Wikipedia : "The Blue Lagoon (Icelandic: Bláa lónið) geothermal spa is one of the most visited attractions in Iceland. The spa is located in a lava field in Grindavík on the Reykjanes Peninsula, southwestern Iceland. Bláa lónið is situated approximately 20 km (12 mi) from the Keflavík International Airport and 39 km (24 mi) from the capital city of Reykjavík, roughly a 20 minute drive from the airport and a 50 minute drive from Reykjavík.

The warm waters are rich in minerals like silica and sulfur and bathing in the Blue Lagoon is reputed to help some people suffering from skin diseases such as psoriasis. The water temperature in the bathing and swimming area of the lagoon averages 37–39 °C (99–102 °F). The Blue Lagoon also operates a research and development facility to help find cures for other skin ailments using the mineral-rich water.

The lagoon is a man-made lagoon which is fed by the water output of the nearby geothermal power plant Svartsengi and is renewed every two days. Superheated water is vented from the ground near a lava flow and used to run turbines that generate electricity. After going through the turbines, the steam and hot water passes through a heat exchanger to provide heat for a municipal water heating system. Then the water is fed into the lagoon for recreational and medicinal users to bathe in."

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Waar je op de Brabantroute eigenlijk omgeleide treinen verwacht die gewoonlijk het A15 tracé en de grensovergang bij Emmerich benutten was er dankzij werkzaamheden in het zuiden van Limburg ook een totaal andere omleider te zien tijdens een dagje langs de baan in de hoop op leuke goederentreintjes. In dit geval ging het om een steevast rijdende staaltrein vanuit Beverwijk met bestemming Kinkempois die gewoonlijk niet eens in de buurt van Rotterdam, laat staan Dordrecht komt.

Het is aan de 193 312 (voorzien van de milieubewuste stickers 'Das ist Grün') om deze staaltrein van tractie te voorzien tussen Beverwijk en Roosendaal. Hierbij werd dwars door de randstad gereden en daarbij dus ook de fotografen gepasseerd onder rugnummer 47683 ter hoogte van Willemsdorp, slechts een goede minuut voordat de trein Brabant zal bereiken. Vanaf Roosendaal zou het geheel verder gaan aangevoerd door maarliefst drie Vlaamse reizen.

Op het moment van het maken van deze foto zou de toelating voor Vectron locomotieven in België ongeveer drie weken in orde bevonden zijn ware het niet dat er toch nog wat meer tijd overheen gaat voordat deze machines daadwerkelijk in het Belgische zullen rijden. Waar wij er al enige jaren aan gewend zijn zal een nieuw toegelaten locomotieftype vele Belgische treinliefhebbers positief stemmen. Na vele jaren waarin de Traxx ruimschoots overheerst mogen onze zuiderburen ook hoop gaan vestigen op meer variatie en vele fotografische doelen.

unfortunately, something has happened to my facebook account (which I was using to log into my flickr account) so now I cannot access my flickr. I'm hoping that facebook staff will reactivate my account very soon - but that's just not very likely. they are known for taking their sweet time with these kinds of things... so if you don't see me around, you'll know why I've disappeared... and hopefully I'll be back soon.

An experience that seemed like sky liturgy this afternoon. I have never seen this before, so here's an account of what was going on: A fresh north-east wind was driving cloud-sized billows of fog from L Derg over a col below Tountinna mountain. Dramatic enough to watch. Suddenly an equally strong current of wind from the further side of Tountinna sent a different stream of fog clouds flooding directly into its path. When the two streams collided, suddenly and rapidly plumes and billows streamed vertically hundreds of feet upwards in a billowing cauldron of fog. It was an eruption like I've never seen before, and coloured and lit by the low sun behind. I was in awe... .

Kolkata, India

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Het zal ongetwijfeld een standaard zijn die vrijwel dagelijks te zien is maar toch tref ik slechts zelden drie gekoppelde ICMm treinstellen aan tijdens het hobbyen. Dit zal er daarbij waarschijnlijk ook wel mee te maken hebben dat ik doorgaans in de weekenden op pad ben, maar ditmaal was het treffen dat ook en dat is wat mij betreft dan ook zeker een klikje waard!

Als Intercity 536 vanuit Assen op weg naar Rotterdam Centraal passeren de NS 4028, 4016 en 4078 de fotografen ter hoogte van Moordrecht. Hiermee resteren voor deze trein alleen nog stops te Rotterdam Alexander en eindbestemming Centraal. Zeker met een grootse capaciteit als deze kan dat alleen maar een zeer comfortabele rit betekenen waarmee dit materieel zich uitstekend leent voor de langere afstanden.

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Het nieuwe glanst er nog vanaf terwijl RRF 'hommel' 653-01 zijn neus buiten de poort steekt na het plaatsen van ketels bij Vopak. De trein is te lang om op slechts 1 spoor te passen waardoor er nog eenmaal gezaagd moet worden naar een ander spoor wat een mooie kans was tot het maken van dit klikje op de overweg aan de Frankrijkweg.

Door het ontbreken van overwegbomen verbaasden mij meermalen diverse automobilisten die ondanks de rode lampen toch besloten om door te rijden waarbij de trein misschien niet een direct gevaar is, maar waar de gemiddelde coureur zichzelf er vast niet bewust van is dat een 127 ton zware gigant diens bolide ervaart als een leeg blikje frisdrank.

Het zijn dan ook de kracht en de techniek die maken dat ik een grote passie voor met name deze locomotieven heb. Zelfs mijn gezelschap wat niet direct de voorkeur voor deze locs heeft kon niet ander dan oordelen dat het doordringende motorgeluid toch wel echt enig respect afdwingt. Meer als mannen gezegd is het gewoon heel erg gaaf!

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Thank you sincerely for your kind visit to my page and as well as your faves personal and comments! I really enjoy and appreciate! If you have empty wall wih no owned photos and your entire account consists only of favorited photos of naked women or porn, look to other accounts. I will block you as many others not caring for faves.

Portugal accounts for 50% of the world cork harvest. Cork Oaks live about 150-250 years. Here you cannot legally cut down these beauties except for forest management felling of old, or unproductive. It's a protected species and unbelievable beautifull!! See the large versions of this and other works here!

Dieser Account muss leider jetzt umziehen, da ich seit einiger Zeit nur noch Zugriff auf diesen über das Handy (sprich die Flickr.-App) habe.

Da Yahoo auch leider nicht sehr hilfreich ist und es nur noch eine Frage der Zeit ist bis ich auch über die App keinen Zugriff mehr habe, ziehe

ich um. Wer mir weiterhin gerne folgenden möchte, erreicht mich ab sofort unter dem Namen new_bri_gitte (www.flickr.com/photos/bri_gitte).

Würde mich sehr freuen!

This account will move now due to technical-problems… Seems Yahoo can not help :-( If you will follow me in future too you can find me under

the new name new_bri_gitte (www.flickr.com/photos/bri_gitte).

As every intelligent person knows, Pop Art accounts for three distinct periods.

1. Starving Time. The interesting and fruitful period when a young but already genial artist makes his or her first paintings - the gratest masterpieces of all time. Everything is good but no money to buy some food.

2. Soup Era. This is when a young but already genial artist sells his first piece of great art, or robs a bank (I'm not sure which event has a greater mathematical probability), or just borrows some bucks from a mediocre and worthless person and buys some cans of soup. Of course, the artist documents such a great and rare event (of having canned soup). Many hungry artists follows the father-founder of Pop Art and document their food, drinks, whatever eatable, and personal effects too.

3. After The Lunch. A sated, full-bellied artist doesn't need soup cans for the time being, so he entertains himself right after the lunch, for instance, the way this photo shows. Finally the artist becomes, out of the blue, famous. He has a lot of social commitments now, so he has no free time to make good art. But he is rich now, and that is the Happy End of the story. I wonder if this photo can repeat the success of the artist? What do you think? Feel free to express your opinion in comments.

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Sinds 1 januari 2019 verzorgd LINEAS de tractie voor de eerder door onder andere DB Cargo en RRF gereden dolimetreinen die hun weg vinden tussen de steengroeve van Lhoist in Hermalle-Sous-Huy en Nedmag in Veendam. In principe worden deze treinen over hun gehele traject van tractie voorzien door een tweetal HLR77 waardoor we bij uitzondering onlangs al het tweetal geheel gehuisstijlde locs voor de trein vonden én fotografeerden. Echter het kan altijd nog iets beter!

Het gebeurde op 30 april 2019 nog maar voor de tweede keer dat de enige Class 66 in LINEAS livrei de taak kreeg de extra dolimetrein naar het noorden te rijden wat voor mij de logica betekende dat hij een dag later bij daglicht zuidwaarts zou rijden. Gezien ik de eerdere keer niet in de gelegenheid was de reis doordeweeks te maken werden nu alle zeilen bijgezet om dat nu wel voor elkaar te krijgen. Niet alleen immers is Class 66 zeer geliefd bij mij maar deze loc laat zich hoe dan ook vrij moeilijk pakken gezien de tijdstippen en dagen waarop hij meestal in actie komt.

Met nu wel de mogelijkheid op pad te gaan werd ondanks het grijze begin van de dag rekening gehouden met een eventueel zonnetje wat me in eerste instantie op de Paleisbrug in 's-Hertogenbosch bracht. Door een enorme kans op een tegentrein op het verkeerde moment en het feit dat het noodzakelijk zou zijn ietwat te groothoeken besloot ik alsnog de bewolkte Brabantse hoofdstad achter me te laten en koers te zetten naar het enige kilometers zuidelijker gelegen Vught.

Strak volgens schema passeert de LINEAS 513-10 met lege dolimetrein 47627 het pitorekse stationnetje en het tweetal fotografen in het 5 minuten eerder ontstane zongat. Zo bleek al snel was de verhuizing naar Vught een goede zet, was het al niet om een eventuele tegentrein dan was het wel om het feit dat het zeer waarschijnlijk grauw en grijs bleef op de eerder gekozen plaats. Iedere spoorliefhebber kent de talloze pogingen waarin iets niet helemaal mag lukken maar pogingen zoals deze maken dat soort momenten ruimschoots goed en motiveren vooral lekker door te hobbyen!

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LINEAS 513-10 working empty dolomite train 47627 from Nedmag Veendam (Netherlands) to the Lhoist lime quarry in Hermalle-Sous-Huy (Belgium) while passing through Vught in a short sunny moment exactly on time.

"Despondency never takes into account the firmament."

Alda Merini

“Lo sconforto non tiene mai conto del firmamento.”

Alda Merini

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A history of Taormina.

Her name was Cheryl and she was 65, he was called Christopher and he was 59, they both came from Australia; before reaching Taormina, in Sicily, they had traveled far and wide in various European countries, finally they came to Italy to visit some cities of art and tourism such as Florence, Rome, Sorrento, Amalfi ... the reason for this great to wander? The answer will be known after their tragic ending: to look for a "beautiful place" where they can die ... They weren't married, they didn't behave like lovers or boyfriends do, they certainly were good friends, or maybe they were simply a so-called open couple. Physically and temperamentally they were the exact opposite: Cheryl was sunny, cheerful, decidedly nice, a little chubby, overweight, she loved to wear large handkerchiefs which she then tied on top of her head to form showy bows, Christopher instead was a bit skittish , closed and sad, of few words, thin, tall, with possibly gay attitudes, but both were very friendly, so much so that they had made friends above all with the hotel staff, indeed, to be honest, they made small gifts, they were objects of good workmanship that they had brought with them and bought somewhere, demonstrating their sincere attachment (they had chosen a famous hotel in Taormina, staying in a Junior Suite - Sea View, in Taormina they should have stayed a week, later they would go to Syracuse). On the day of departure, 02-October -2013, at 14.00, Cheryl and Christopher do not show up in the hall to hand over the keys to the room, with extreme embarrassment the assistant manager of the hotel and the housekeeper go to knock on their door , over and over again, and seeing that they do not answer, they open the door with the electronic passe-partout: as soon as they enter they see reflected in the mirror the shape of their bodies that appear stretched out in bed, motionless: quick and convulsive thousand questions pile up in the mind of the two women, the housekeeper is terrified and runs away, while the lady assistant director must be able to understand what is happening and approaches, what she sees is a surreal scene: they are clearly dead, lying and rigid on the bed, they are not hugging each other , however, they are lying next to each other, under them, to cover the blankets and sheets of the bed, they have placed a large sheet of cellophane, like the one used by painters, to prevent any the humors freed from lifeless bodies, could dirty; on the back of the bed hung a row of Halloween flags, with printed skulls, and, among these, other flags, those used for birthday parties, each with a letter forming the phrase "dance of death"; on the bedside table there were two empty bottles (200 - 300 ml), which each contained a lethal substance, there were keys (for the locks of the suitcases), and a letter, in which they reported their last wishes: they left the money to honor the hotel expenses, they donated the contents of their suitcases to the hotel, and finally asked forgiveness for the inconvenience that their extreme action would certainly have caused to the hotel. The scant news on the web at the time (all photocopies of a single article) reported that both suffered from serious health problems, but that was not the case, certainly there was some minor ailment, but nothing really serious and unsolvable. Cheryl and Cristopher now lie in the cemetery of Taormina, higher up, closer to the sky than to the earth, even with the high ladder it is not easy to get close, even if only to lay a flower, the Australian embassy was contacted, but no one asked that their bodies were repatriated to their homeland, Australia.

Saint Augustine does not seem to say "those who sing, pray twice", but it would be nice to think that I, in posting my photos and dedicating them to them, maybe I am praying for them.

Post Scriptum: I thank Mrs. Luisa, without her I would never have been able to reconstruct the last hours of their lives with some accuracy, the news on the web is imprecise and laconic; many thanks to mr. Bambara, a funeral director, who having buried their bodies in 2013, showed me, accompanying me in person, where exactly their location is.

All the photos I present were taken in the town of Taormina and its surroundings (Sicily); I made photos related to "street photography";

I tried to capture the essence of minimal photographic stories, collected walking down the street ... in search of fleeting moments ...

For some photographs I used a particular photographic technique at the time of shooting, which in addition to capturing the surrounding space, also "inserted" a temporal dimension, with photos characterized by being moved because the exposure times were deliberately lengthened, they are confused -focused-imprecise-undecided ... the Anglo-Saxon term that encloses this photographic genre with a single word is "blur", these images were thus created during the shooting phase, and not as an effect created subsequently, in retrospect, in the post-production.

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Una storia di Taormina.

Lei si chiamava Cheryl ed aveva 65 anni, lui si chiamava Christopher ed aveva 59 anni, entrambi provenivano dall’Australia; prima di giungere a Taormina, in Sicilia, avevano girato in lungo ed in largo in vari paesi d’Europa, infine giunsero in Italia per visitare alcune città d’arte e turismo come Firenze, Roma, Sorrento, Amalfi… il motivo di questo gran girovagare? La risposta si saprà dopo il loro tragico epilogo: cercare un “posto bello” dove poter morire…Non erano sposati, non si comportavano come fanno gli amanti od i fidanzati, certamente erano dei buoni amici, o forse erano semplicemente una cosiddetta coppia aperta. Fisicamente e caratterialmente erano l’esatto opposto: Cheryl era solare, allegra, decisamente simpatica, un po’ pienotta, sovrappeso, amava indossare dei grandi fazzoletti che poi annodava in cima al capo a formare dei vistosi fiocchi, Christopher invece era un po’ ombroso, chiuso e triste, di poche parole, magro, segaligno, alto, con atteggiamenti forse da gay, però entrambi erano molto cordiali, tant’è che avevano fatto amicizia soprattutto col personale d’albergo, anzi, a dirla tutta, acostoro facevano dei piccoli regali, erano oggetti di buona fattura che avevano portato con se ed acquistati chissà dove, a dimostrazione del loro sincero attaccamento (avevano scelto un famoso albergo di Taormina, alloggiando in una Junior Suite –Vista Mare, a Taormina sarebbero dovuti restare una settimana, dopo si sarebbero recati a Siracusa). Il giorno della partenza, il 02-ottobre -2013, alle ore 14,00, Cheryl e Christopher non si presentano nella hall a consegnare le chiavi della stanza, con estremo imbarazzo la vicedirettrice dell’albergo e la governante vanno a bussare alla loro porta, più e più volte, e, vedendo che non rispondono, aprono la porta con il passe-partout elettronico: appena entrate vedono riflessa nello specchio la sagoma dei loro corpi che appaiono distesi nel letto, immobili: rapide e convulse mille domande si affastellano nella mente delle due donne, la governante è terrorizzata e fugge via, mentre la vicedirettrice deve poter capire cosa sta succedendo e si avvicina, quello che vede è una scena surreale: loro sono chiaramente morti, distesi e rigidi sul letto, non sono tra loro abbracciati, però sono coricati l’uno accanto all’altra, sotto di loro, a coprire le coperte e le lenzuola del letto, hanno posto un grande foglio di cellophane, come quello che usano gli imbianchini, per evitare che eventuali umori liberatisi dai corpi esanimi, potessero sporcare; sulla spalliera del letto era appesa una fila di bandierine di Halloween, coi teschi stampati, e, tra queste, altre bandierine, quelle che si usano per le feste di compleanno, ognuna con una lettera a formare la frase “dance of death” (la danza della morte); sul comodino c’erano due flaconi (200 – 300 ml) svuotati, che contenevano ognuno una sostanza letale, c’erano delle chiavi (per le serrature delle valigie), ed una lettera, nella quale riportavano le loro ultime volontà: lasciavano i soldi per onorare le spese dell’albergo, donavano all’albergo il contenuto delle loro valigie, ed infine chiedevano perdono per il disagio che il loro gesto estremo avrebbe certamente arrecato all’albergo. Le scarne notizie sul web di allora (tutti articoli fotocopia di un solo articolo) riportarono che entrambi soffrivano di gravi problemi di salute, ma le cose non stavano così, certo qualche piccolo malanno c’era, ma nulla di veramente grave ed irrisolvibile. Cheryl e Cristopher adesso giacciono nel cimitero di Taormina, in alto, più vicini al cielo che alla terra, neanche con la scala alta è facile avvicinarsi, anche solo per deporvi un fiore, fu contattata l’ambasciata australiana, ma nessuno chiese che i loro corpi venissero rimpatriati nella loro patria, l’Australia.

Sant’Agostino sembra non disse “chi canta prega due volte”, ma sarebbe bello pensare che io, nel postare le mie foto e nel dedicarle a loro, forse io stia ugualmente pregando per loro.

Post Scriptum: ringrazio la signora Luisa, senza di lei non sarei mai riuscito a ricostruire con una certa accuratezza le ultime ore della loro vita, sul web le notizie sono imprecise e laconiche; ringrazio il sig. Bambara, impresario di pompe funebri, che avendone tumulato i loro corpi nell’anno 2013, mi ha indicato, accompagnandomi di persona, dove si trova esattamente la loro ubicazione.

Tutte le foto che presento sono state realizzate nella cittadina di Taormina e nei suoi dintorni (Sicilia);

ho realizzato foto riconducibili alla “street photography”;

ho cercato di cogliere al volo l’essenza di storie fotografiche minime, raccolte camminando per la strada ... alla ricerca di attimi fugaci s-fuggenti ...

Ho utilizzato per alcune fotografie una tecnica fotografica particolare al momento dello scatto, che oltre a catturare lo spazio circostante, ha "inserito" anche una dimensione temporale, con foto caratterizzate dall’essere mosse poiché volutamente sono stati allungati i tempi di esposizione, sono confuse-sfocate-imprecise-indecise...il termine anglosassone che racchiude con una sola parola questo genere fotografico è "blur", queste immagini sono state così realizzate in fase di scatto, e non come un effetto creato successivamente, a posteriori, in fase di post-produzione.

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