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Pacers still hold sway on Saltburn to Bishop Auckland services.Here 142050 in the series has brought me into the single platform at Bishop Auckland.No toilets on the platform but a private cafe at the front will let you use theirs if you go in and buy a coffee.
Another of the abandoned hallways in Eastern State Penitentiary.
**EXPLORE*** (briefly) on Sept. 11, 2012 before bouncing out.
This time it’s a sliver of light, a headlight blooming blue through the bottom of the doorframe, bouncing off glass and catching on the starry brownness of my inner eyelids.
The other night it was a yip, coyote probably, over near the singular prick of light down near the right hand corner of Sharptop’s pyramid. I get up and bash around in the kitchen, gnawing on a banana and pouring myself half a glass of orange juice. Tonight I guess I’ll hang out with Thomas Merton in Alaska, resolving to keep a better journal myself, admiring the brisk energy of his wry hungry punches of haiku. When I was ten I couldn’t sleep one April night and lay on the rollaway bed out on the screen porch, watching the horses’ shadows rub their shedding spring haunches against the gate, hearing the first tags of cricketvoice in the woods. Another time in winter I lay on the parquet floor of the living room and warmed into the pop of the melting logbark as the night’s fire died. I was sad and the blue window-triangle of constellations holding onto the big old ceiling beams up above me made me sadder. I pushed through the sorrow and named the pricks of star, lining them up into sunburned shoulders and deer rifles, fallen oak leaves and chimneys spumed with smoke, horses’ newly combed manes and the frayed edges of patchwork quilts. This became a habit over the years when the puddle of blanket and pillow would send me into other rooms just to be in a different space. Sometimes I have the same formations of planet and distant sun in my head for years but then it feels like it’s time for something else. Right now I have an old rusted out hoe I found in a corner of a shed, a stray hound dog’s notched ear, the furl of a koi fin I saw in my father’s pond, the silhouette of the checkout lady at the Piggly Wiggly who also works at the elementary school caferia, and a teapot shaped like most of a diminishing moon. These trails and squares, spikes and circles, pentagrams and blips fall me asleep when I can’t get there alone. They have their stories, or sometimes just the start or the middle of a story. Seldom just the end. I let them hold onto my pettiness, the trembling earnest giddiness I find it hard to share, my still sometimes unutterable grief, my remorse, and my whispers. I won’t tell you the names behind the shapes. They aren’t secrets but they’re spelled and said in a language you have to come to know yourself: a lexicon not of invention but of remembrance.
--laura sorrells
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Bouncing Babies + Bouncing Lowriders = Bouncing Baby Lowriders
I built these for the MOCAround challenges on Instagram and thought it'd be fun to share them here too.
This little bison was born last summer; it's long since lost its red-orange coat and joined the herd of big, furry brown animals. But not only his small size compared to mom tells his age, he was having a good, silly romp, too.
The noon time Amtrak Hiawatha passes the Wabasha, Minnesota depot on 08-14-1977 on its trip from the Twin Cities to Chicago. SDP40 533 has the all heritage consist in good hands as it bounces along at 60 mph on the double track main line. The station is gone, but the small building by the Milwaukee Road caboose remains. 1305
Noah had a 5th birthday party with a bouncing castle. Here he is with his cousin Lily. I like the dynamic way I caught Lily bouncing.
Struggled to light this and not have too many shadows bouncing around. I need to study!!! Keen though.
I spotted this Common Raven along the border in south Langley. It was just sitting on a deserted road, then it hopped and landed and then repeated itself before it flew off. Not sure if it was injured or looking for crushed bugs on the road.
Strobe info: used an off camera flash. To create a soft light, the flash bounched off a White wall (to the right of the camera). The flash was operated in iTTL mode through a Yongnuo 622n trigger.
Using MIOPS Trigger in Sound mode.
Nikon D810 with Nikon 50mm f1.4f Lens
2 SB-200(R1C1) and 1 SB-800 Flash
I spotted this Common Raven along the border in south Langley. It was just sitting on a deserted road, then it hopped and landed and then repeated itself before it flew off. Not sure if it was injured or looking for crushed bugs on the road.
My biggest problem in life was over coming myself, but once i defeated myself the only thing left was peace.
Kevin Gates
Niggas be talking like this shit easy or something, ya heard me
(They do)
Nah nigga, I make this shit look easy, ya heard me
See, sometimes people think they can be you
Better than you could be you
Every time they tear you down, I'ma build you the fuck back up, nigga
Took a lot of losses, had to bounce back
She got ass, love it when it bounce back
Came back strong, had to bounce back
Applying pressure, watch a nigga bounce back
Huh, huh, push it
Up all in his face and he think that I'm pushing
Like what we got talk about? Ain't shit to talk about
I put the calls on these niggas, I call 'em out
Huh, huh, push it, yeah
Huh, huh, push it
I'm in his face and he think that I'm pushing
Major mistake if you thinkin' I'm pussy, yeah
Huh, huh, push it
Huh, huh, push it
I'm in his face and he think that I'm pushing
Major mistake if you thinkin' I'm pussy, yeah
252 on the digi', I'm still in the kitchen
I'm cookin' a four and a half
Pyrex the yola, I add a lil' soda it bubble, I double to 500 grams
My junky a tester, say, "How may I help ya?"
I blessed him, my guess is he just need a lil' blast
Not a good looker, but she a good hooker
And I'm about to turn me some trash into cash
Water just gushed out her mouth and her pussy
She need some more cushion, went and bought her some ass
Secret compartments, Toyota Corolla
I'm hopin' the low don't get caught on the slab
Nothing impossible, had a few obstacles
Right back to clocking like I never left
My windows is tinted, my mouth and my watch go to hitting
While grippin' the wheel in my 'Vette
I'm in two lanes, whip is insane, I had to take off the brain
I got some change, trap with two names, on the Blackberry doin' my thing
I been pushing them thangs
Pushing it, pushing it, pushing it, pushing it, pushing it
I been doing my thang
Pushing it, pushing it, pushing it, pushing it, pushing it, pushing it
Took a lot of losses, had to bounce back
She got ass, love it when it bounce back
Came back strong, had to bounce back
Applying pressure, watch a nigga bounce back
Huh, huh, push it
Up all in his face and he think that I'm pushing
Like what we got talk about? Ain't shit to talk about
I put the calls on these niggas, I call 'em out
Huh, huh, push it, yeah
Huh, huh, push it
I'm in his face and he think that I'm pushing
Major mistake if you thinkin' I'm pussy, yeah
Huh, huh, push it
Huh, huh, push it
I'm in his face and he think that I'm pushing
Major mistake if you thinkin' I'm pussy, yeah
I got my shirt off, dropping the work off
On Carolina controlling the spot
12 in the section, harassing pedestrians
Catching a sell, they patrolling, it's hot
If I get arrested, my bail could be set at whatever
Go right back and open up shop
Emit The Jeweler come sit in my section
It look like Lil' Kevin wrist flooded with rocks
I cut on the faucet, I'm really retarded
I bought a lil' water, not spillin' a drop
You gotta be cautious, I'm clutching, you crossin' us
Pump put a permanent scar in your top
Bought a new freak, she got a big head like Rihanna
It's cute, I'm not takin' a shot
Designer my closet, pick up a deposit
On Michigan Ave. when I chill in the Chi
I'm in two lanes, whip is insane, I had to take off the brain
I got some change, trap with two names, on the Blackberry doin' my thing
I been pushing them thangs
Pushing it, pushing it, pushing it, pushing it, pushing it
I been doing my thang
Pushing it, pushing it, pushing it, pushing it, pushing it, pushing it
Took a lot of losses, had to bounce back
She got ass, love it when it bounce back
Came back strong, had to bounce back
Applying pressure, watch a nigga bounce back
Huh, huh, push it
Up all in his face and he think that I'm pushing
Like what we got talk about? Ain't shit to talk about
I put the calls on these niggas, I call 'em out
Huh, huh, push it, yeah
Huh, huh, push it
I'm in his face and he thinkin' I'm pushing
Major mistake if you thinkin' I'm pussy, yeah
Huh, huh, push it
Huh, huh, push it
I'm in his face and he thinkin' I'm pushing
Major mistake if you thinkin' I'm pussy, yeah
Well its been months since I had an opportunity or desire to dress. Life has been full on busy and fun too: just no time for my femme side. Its funny as my SO remarked on this last week
But tonight a gap in the calendar appears and Jane jumped in. I have missed the sensations associated with dressing and its great to be swimming in these again
western screech owl - female
choteau, MT
A lifer owl for me, found in choteau city park after some tips on the montana birding sight. Certainly worth the 3.5 hour drive. She and the male would start calling back and forth at about 9 pm and at about 10ish she was out flying around with him - very joyously and loudly.
To start my serie on movement I made several tests with drops to know how to increase the shutter speed with my compact camera.
Now as I know how, I'm ready to look for the limits of my camera in movement photos.
7K Clothing Optional Run at Sunny Rest Resort, Palmerton, PA
Runner No. 229 resting in car afterwards.
Finished 114 out of 116 runners and proud of it.
[Insert backstory here]
I quickly whipped this up because I totally forgot that I was going to upload a picture this weekend. Hope you enjoy this one!