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So I'm starting a section on the watering-holes of Second Life! I'm starting by flirting with the bartender at the Tralala Diner sim :-)
Tralala has a lot of everything and its all interesting!
Old Marines rule.
Well this one does "seriously bar fit"; I certainly can't keep up when it comes to drinking.
A good friend that had to put up with me spilling beer over him when my chair collapsed.
Hemyock coronation celebrations.
7th May 2023.
Junction of Fleet St & Strand. This is were the Temple Bar stood (now at Paternoster Square @ St Pauls). It marks the boundary between the city of London & city of Westminster (both in London!)
Bar-tailed Godwits all in a row
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En Toledo; una gran idea; el bar se llama CÃrculo de Arte, Se organizan exposiciones, actuaciones de grupos noveles, hay buen café y copas a buen precio... y una música excelente, nada de Bisbaleo. Todo en la antigua iglesia de San Vicente. A ver si en mi pueblo hacen lo mismo.
Bar Headed Geese
Head Maralla Sialkot
Punjab, Pakistan
Canon EOS 7D Mark II
Canon EF 400mm f/5.6 L USM
@ f/5.6 1/1250 ISO 100
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Pictorico OHP digital negative from a 6x12 film
Contact printed on Kodak Ektalure (G)
Two trays lith development
Toned in Sepia / Gold
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Bar La Torre resides in a 12th century tower in Borgo Pretale along an ancient Roman road in Tuscany. The tower was built as a roadside inn providing refreshment, merriment and lodging for the many Crusaders travelling enroute to– and (hopefully) returning from the fighting in the holy land. The walls here at the tower's base flare out to over eight feet thick to support the enormous weight of the structure… little wonder it still stands after nine hundred years have passed!
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Limosa lapponica. Burrill Lake. NSW. I'd spent ages trying to get close to a couple of Oyster catchers, looked up the beach and I was being calmly watched. Me, not so calm, my first Godwit...a lifer. Over the weekend it spent so much time back and forth in front of the house I almost got used to it, but those first few minutes.... were lots of fun.
BAR 103X, a Leyland Leopard/Plaxton Bustler, seen in Hedingham livery as L103 to which it was new to. It is seen here in Wellingborough, during the 2022 Bus Rally.
371) Bar Tailed Godwit
Bar-tailed Godwit, Limosa lapponica, Kedidi Ekor Berjalur
The bar-tailed godwit breeds on Arctic coasts and tundra mainly in the Old World, and winters on coasts in temperate and tropical regions of the Old World and of Australia and New Zealand. A winter visitor here in Malaysia. Its migration includes the longest known non-stop flight of any bird and also the longest journey without pausing to feed by any animal. It forages by probing in mudflats or marshes. It may find insects by sight in short vegetation. It eats mainly insects and crustaceans, but also parts of aquatic plants.
In Dwight, Kansas--a fly-speck-of-a-town about 25 miles south of Manhattan. This was from my Christmas Day romp through rural Kansas, and the second time I'd paid the little town a visit. The first time was several years ago as I tried out a new camera--my old Nikon D7100. The bar and grill had patrons inside on that last visit, but there were none on this day. Of course, it was Christmas, but a look through the windows revealed that the place had been vacant for quite some time--another sign of the slow drip-drip-drip of small-town demise. Now Dwight's citizenry would have to travel to Council Grove or Junction City for a bite to eat.
I didn't tarry long as the town was, on the whole, rather boring--photographically speaking. As I was walking back to my car, I noticed a small boy sitting outside the town's library, head down, appearing as if he was rather unhappy. I approached and asked if he was okay--something I did hesitantly as I imagined being greeted with cries of "stranger danger." But it turned out he was simply immersed in some music he was listening to via an ear piece. So, I wished him a pleasant Christmas and went on my way. A few miles down the road I found a barely standing house where I ended up spending perhaps two hours taking photos, one of which can be seen here (contains nudity):
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