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Rook calling for a mate on the beach at Doonfoot, Ayr

Whistler Mountain was originally called London Mountain and it was changed to Whistler in the 60s. At the top of the mountain there is an antenna and hut for communication equipment (I have a 12 year old picture of the same tower way back in my photostream here and it looks like they have added a few more antennas).

It is interesting how things have changed since then technology wise. There is WiFi and the lift passes are RFID cards which are scanned as you get on lifts. There is even an app for the mountain that will track your skiing with your cell phones GSP so you know your max speed, number of runs etc. All this information is collected by the resort of course and they offer discounted lift tickets if you register your RFID card so the resort now knows where you are from and all your skiing data - which is great for the resorts marketing department and not so great for your privacy.

 

The Clash - London Calling

 

video image and sound track by me

Another trip to Old Town Alexandria, Virginia on a street candid mission to continue my in-camera contrast adjustments. I just hate post processing.

7 streets, one image.

Today the weather forecast was for it to brighten up but it stayed murky all day. I met with Tony in the usual place to walk the Pevensey Levels it was muddy but not as bad as it had been on my previous visit. So although the cameras stayed firmly in our bags for most of the walk however we did manage some images. Here are my five 2 of a Marsh Harrier two of geese and one of the Great White Egret!!.

I wrote my second poem!! I really like writing them! I am starting to think about poems that fits my photo's, so cool! Playing with words is almost as fun as taking photo's:-)

 

Long Distance Calling

  

With my feet in the clay of the plowed field, I try to talk about my thoughts. But nobody is listening. No one around to hear my cry for help, nobody to put an arm around me ..

 

My soul is torn, that's why the plowed field feels familiar. I feel related to the field, my ripped soul is like the field of my future, ready to be sown. Everything that was once below the topsoil is now lying on the surface. Once inaccessible and hidden, now visible and fragile.

 

I want to talk about my feelings, want to close the past. But I can't do that on my own.....

I must talk, talk about the past. My feelings from the past could be poison for the fragile seeds in the field of my future.

 

But as far as I can see there is no one to confess my feelings to, no one around to share my feelings with. I am alone with the endless void .....

 

I would like to have contact, I want to talk. Only then can I sow my field of the future.

I've given everything to find someone to talk talk to. Even though I can't see them, they should be out there. I feel that my future depends on these people. Therefore I try to reach them in my final attempt.

I build my network of hope, a machine that sends my cry for help over long distances.... Long Distance Calling

 

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He/she spent easily three minutes calling and calling for whatever reason they do. Allowed me to come quite close. After a few minutes it suddenly flew to a branch two arm-lengths from my face. Looked at me for a few seconds, then dropped to earth, caught something, and flew away!

 

Same area as the other one with lunch.

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"But I wait . . .

Wait for the mists and for the blacker rain--

Heavier winds that stir the veil of fate."

 

F. Scott Fitzgerald

07/13/2014

 

Nikon FG-20 + Nikkor1.4/50D + efiniti 200

From 'Above Middle Grey'

Keep making music.

Keep writing poetry.

Keep calling.

I will continue to take photos.

Just keep doing what you do.

 

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More of it's distinctive call.

(Clare)

Company/Owner: Tarlac–San Fernando Transport Service Cooperative, Inc. (also known as "TSF-TSCI")

Fleet/Bus Number: 2122 Marin

Classification: Non-Air-conditioned Inter-provincial Bus

Coachbuilder: CP Motors

Body Model: Isuzu/CP Motors modified Yutong ZK6107HA FRR replica

Engine Model: Isuzu 6BG1

Chassis Model: Isuzu FRR90

Transmission: 6-speed Manual Transmission

Suspension: Leaf Spring Suspension

Seating Configuration: 3×2

Seating Capacity: 56

Franchise route: TBD

Route: Camp Olivas, San Fernando City, Pampanga [SFP, PP]–Tarlac Integrated Terminal, Tarlac City, Tarlac [TRL, TR] via N3 (Jose Abad Santos Avenue) / E1 [NLEX-San Fernando City–NLEX-Dau] / N215 (Dau Access Road) / N2 (MacArthur Highway)

Municipalities/cities passing: Mabalacat City/Bamban/Capas

Type of Operation: Intra-regional, Inter-provincial Operation Public Utility Bus (Ordinary Class)

Area of Operation: Central Luzon (Region II)

 

Shot location: N3 (Jose Abad Santos Avenue), Barangay Dolores, San Fernando City, Pampanga

Date and time taken: May 25, 2018 (16:37H)

 

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Despite their steely eyes, and the human use of their image to represent American bravado, the voice of the bald eagle is not at all fierce. It's more like a chirp.

43027 is the leading car on this 14.02 Cheltenham Spa to London Paddington service as it calls at Stroud.

Elena was calling. Maybe Coto, even though she knew where he was. Well, it was mating time...

Location: A16 viaduct Hoofdweg Rotterdam

American Alligators, about six months old, sunning on Horsepen Bayou

Modèle : Virgia.

(Image retouchée).

We don't often see Rooks in the area so when one does drop in, it's of interest

Red-shouldered Hawk, Flamingo Marina, Everglades National Park, FL

 

I am not sure if he was calling his mate or if he just was pissed off that Ivan and I had followed him to his tree.

 

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