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Because of the clouds, the harvest moon didn't appear over the skyline like it should've. So I put my own moon there... a HUGE one at that! hahaha.
Because of HJC withdrawing the 509 route First Bradford have taken advantage and started putting at least one Double decker on the 681 each day.
Because nobody ever looks at balloon pictures unless something weird is going on which it wasn't really here. It was just my pitiful attempt to con you out of a view and maybe even a comment but that's okay if you don't want to play my silly little game. The raffle prize was a doozy, though. Man, you would have loved that!
I hope you like this, because I dropped my tripod on the walk home. Thankfully its okay, with only some minor scratches...
One thing I like about this tripod is how low to the ground it can go. This is about 10" off the ground, with plenty of room to spare.
I think you'll always be able to tell whether or not I've been procrastinating on my daily photo by whether it is night or day. I had classes all day today and of course forgot my camera.
25 second exposure at f/22 to star out those pretty (ugly) lights. ISO 100, of course. Oh, and a 15mm fisheye.
Day 2
Yay for Wayne hugs!!
Best ever!!!
In case I am depressed or down later -- must reference this picture & remember what a joyful Lizard looks like.
Because of the installation of its new computerized signal system, the Toronto Transit Commission shut down subway service south of Bloor Street for the entire weekend (10-11 Aug., 2013). Shuttle buses such as this one were provided, and I definitely took advantage of them!
Clay tobacco pipe bowl moulded in the shape of a negro's head. Dates from c.1870-1900. A similar pipe is illustrated by Ayto (1994, P. 17). Ayto (1979, P. 6) suggests that the depiction of negroes on clay pipes was popular because of the 'black boy' signs used by early tobacconists (interestingly this suggestion is missing from his 1994 edition...). Another possibility is that it is related to Negro Head - a cheap, dark tobacco designed for smoking and chewing which was popular in the nineteenth century. Personal find on the Thames foreshore at South Bank, London.
The title is the punch line from the old joke "Why does a dog lick his own balls?".
Evidently buffalo can get darn close.
Oh well.
Cheers.
Attempted to sketch Giacometti's cat at the Metropolitan Museum of Art, but security guard made me stop. Apparently closing time is 15 minutes before closing time.
Ooh No..it's a rainy day after a great sunny day,but she make this an opportunity for a pic :D
(I do something new on my pic lately,hope it does well ^_^)
Model : Rosaria
Because love is always beautiful.
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- Baja.
6.ii :: Spent ages counting the chickens and ducks in their Eglus tonight - thinking I must have miscounted - or couldn't see one, because all the chickens had gone inside one Eglu.
Check, and counted, and checked and counted again... checked the duck Eglu too, once, and then again - there was definitely a chicken missing...
Walked round looking for it - thinking maybe if it hadn't been allowed in it was hiding somewhere... or if it'd been taken by a fox, there'd be feathers or something.
I found it though... flat, round behind the furthest run, with it's face smashed into the ground - so much so that the blood had splatted up the side of the brick beside it [holding down the edges of the run].
With no other logical explanation - I figured it must have been preyed upon by Bali, the young male duck, who has recently become rather hormonal and won't leave the lady ducks alone.
Guess there was a reason all the chickens had huddled together in the other Eglu...
Baja had just started laying her blue eggs, after months of waiting for them... very patiently, they finally come... and everyone is so excited... then this. She was my favourite chicken as well.
I was not in a good mood after that... and haven't really been since [as of 24th February when I'm catching up with my photo uploading]... it was the kick in the stomach at the end of a line of other things going wrong, or not going well... and things haven't gone much beter since either... Sometimes I think the world doesn't like me very much - every time it gives me a glimpse of something good, it seems to rip it away and laugh about it, in my face... But whatever. Everything happens for a reason I guess...
7.ii :: After gently relaying the news of the chicken to everyone, and all the previously excited bystanders were pretty sad about it, it turned out the other Cream Legbar - Havana - laid an egg the following day. On the ground inside the run. And I later spotted another blue egg in a little dug-out in the other run. I thought she'd laid two, or maybe it was one of Baja's that I just hadn't spotted the day before... but it may well have been a duck egg.
I remember having a blue egg that was different to the rest, and since one of the ducks has started laying I now have a comparison.
I'm rather pleased with this shot of one of my best friends because of the soft light and the textures. I like the natural smile despite the fact that Jane's eyes are shut; she always seems to go a bit giggly and then tries to be more serious when she spots my camera . We were sitting having a coffee in a cafe and I feel this captures the relaxed atmosphere. Technically I'm quite pleased with my guess at zone focusing (not terribly wide at max aperture of f/4) and with the framing as it's a bit of a guess with parallax error through the Smena's viewfinder. Smena 8M with Ilford XP2
Soup is one of those weird things that I love to make (this was a joint effort between my husband and I), but I stopped making it, because I find that it's impossible to season it properly. Anytime I made soup, it was always missing something. And I could never put my finger on what it was. Last night was no exception. So we just kept adding stuff until it finally tasted acceptable. It actually ended up being pretty tasty despite the fact that it probably doesn't look that appetizing. This is what you get when you refuse to use recipes.
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Shade bombed because of a late acting shutter on my camera but NS 9919 is one the last few C44-9W's NS received and leads a UP SD70M. Not in the frame is the bottom two units, NS 3096 and NS 930 our infamous yard slug set usually used on G68 and G70.
“The Dumpire”
So called because of the Superintendent from 1944 until 1966 of the Physical & Tropical Testing Laboratories and the Component Group later Applied Physics, GWA Dummer.
Motto “Anything the climate can do we can do it better”
Dummer’s experience of failure rates in radar due to a number of causes including overheating, soldier joints breaking, components coming loose and breaking during transport, water ingress, mould growth, etc; led to an interest in rigorous testing.
From WW2 up to the end of the 1960’s Britain still had a worldwide Defence roll. Equipment had to operate reliably in all climates. It ran TTE (Tropical Testing Establishments) outposts in Khartoum to test dry heat and dust conditions and the West African Tropical Testing Establishment in Nigeria for humidity and fungus growth. As Empire retreated all of these facilities together with physical conditions such as shock, vibration and altitude were replicated in A & J buildings by a wide range of systems in order to test a wide variety of systems.
There was a solar radiation lab; facilities to drop, bump and vibrate equipment:
Information sourced from MRATHS
“You can shed tears that she is gone,
or you can smile because she has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that she'll come back,
or you can open your eyes and see all she's left.
Your heart can be empty because you can't see her,
or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember her only that she is gone,
or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind,
be empty and turn your back.
Or you can do what she'd want:
smile, open your eyes, love and go on.”
David Harkins quotes (British Poet and Painter b.1958)