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Another from a couple days ago. No textures this time. Hope they withstand the snow blanket on them tonight. I love crocuses..wish they were around all summer.
Mornington Peninsula, Victoria
Took this shot with wideangle.. you can clearly see how narrow the Peninsula is, with Port Phillip Bay on one side and the ocean back beaches on the other...
Pic By Pammy
I slowly got up from the chair i was sitting on in front of the fire, not wanting to leave the warmth of the room, slinking away like i was alone in the room, i returned to the ladies room, changed into another outfit, placing hearts into her eyes hoping to become unrecognizable to the handsome jewel thief, leaving the building i pick up my pace heading across the lawn trying to hide in every shadow i could find,quickly i was loosing the shadows to a large open space of the lawn, now i had to find all the strength in me to make a quick get away, as i picked up my pace all of a sudden i felt a grip to my shoulder, there was a scuffle, i tried to fight him off, my breathing pounding throughout my body, i muster up some strength to fight him off some more, he was powerful,i had to think fast and hard in that moment how to escape his clutches to save my jewels, to be continued ............................
Continuing this week's 'Spitfire' theme - here is a profile view of a Spitfire Mk 1. A key feature is the barely perceptible, tapering, twist to the wing. The leading edge points upwards by 2 degrees where it joins the body, reducing to half a degree at the tip. This subtle twist greatly improved the handling for pilots, but made the structure far more difficult to manufacture. The wing was the design of Canadian-born aerodynamicist Beverley Shenstone, an unsung hero of the Spitfire story.
This aircraft carries the Eagle Squadron badge. Three RAF squadrons were formed with volunteer airmen from the USA in 1940 before American entry into WW2. About 240 men served, of whom around 100 perished. In Sept 1942, the US airmen transferred to the US 8th Army Air Force. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eagle_Squadrons
This is the same photo as yesterday, converted to B&W. The original conversion (cropped to 14x11) that I posted a few weeks ago is in Comments. I wasn't trying to copy (obviously), just seeing what I would come up with this time around.
I think I like the original rendition, below, better in this case, at least the toning if not the crop (which had been done to specifications).
RKO_5610. Sitting on my deck these grebes came by and started their courtship dance. How lucky can you be!
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Continuing the chase, here BNSF 9177 brings a coal load south down the Palmer Divide as it descends out of Palmer Lake, CO.
Continuing the fun with the Exmachina Davide avatar. See my blog for the deets: billybeaverhausen.com/2018/09/27/exmachina-davide-4-02-ep...
Continuing the chase of Pan Am train 16R (NS East Binghamton, NY yard to PAS Ayer, MA yard) with the visitors from New Jersey stop number three was Charlemont. I warned them that the shot up on the hill wasn't nearly as good as the one down at the crossing but they wanted to try anyway. I've only done this once before for obvious reasons, but the pickup with plow made for a nice moment in time that will serve as a reminder of the storm years from now.
A local looks ready for the impending snow as he drives over the 8A crossing in front of the train. At right is the former Boston & Maine freight house standing between West Hawley Road and the Deerfield River at MP 407.4 on the the old Fitchburg Division, modern day District Three of Pan Am Southern's Freight Mainline.
Charlemont, Massachusetts
Friday January 28, 2022
The parade of sexy models continues with Lizzy Heartsong. I had a great time photographing this beautiful woman with the stunning freckles and sultry tan lines. She brings a whole new meaning to the phrase 'pretty in pink'.
Continuing the series on photographers.
The photographers invited me to accompany them on the photo excursion when my niece got married.
Continuant la série sur les photographes.
Les photographes m'ont invité à les accompagner lors de l'excursion photo lorsque ma nièce s'est mariée.
Continuing with the Purple Sandpipers :)
Thanks to all who view and comment on my images, much appreciated :)
A morning in April as Sabrina gets ready to go to work.
She is a shoe designer and the manager of the Shoe Dept at Millard's Dept Store. She is romantically involved with Mark Wahlberg, and has been for a few years now.
Excerpt from historicwalkingtrail.com/location/texas-masonic-lodge/:
The Texas Lodge Masonic Hall is one of the oldest, most iconic buildings in San Juan Bautista, andthe second oldest masonic lodge in California that is still active in its original location. The Free and Accepted Masonsis the first fraternal organization in San Juan.
Edward Farris Storey migrated to California with 42 other Texan Masons in 1852, and was granted a charter in 1854 to found a Masonic Lodge in the area of San Juan. By the end of 1854, according to Lodge minutes, membership was 20. The Masons met in various places until the National Hotel (located where Verutti Park is now) was built in 1858, and a room was made available for their meetings. Membership had grown to 110 by 1867 when they decided to build their own building. A wooden sign above the Texas Lodge Masonic Hall entrance reads “Texas Lodge #46 F&AM Chartered May 6, 1854, Building Completed, June 24, 1869.”
The upper floor of the building has continued to be used as the meeting hall of the Masons, and the lower floor was originally rented to doctors and other professionals. The large main room downstairs has served in a variety of capacities over the years. It was used for the Wells Fargo Express Office, the Justice of the Peace Office, the meeting space for monthly City Council meetings around the turn of the 19th century; then the telephone company used the space from 1901-1924; the U.S. Post Office was then housed in the space, followed by the San Juan library until 1979. Most recently, the downstairs rooms have been rented to businesses .
This rectangular two and a half story building is constructed in the Italianate Victorian style with a wood-framed structural system on a concrete foundation. The façade is symmetrical and has a 3-step stairway leading to a central recessed entrance flanked by 4 symmetrically placed 8-pane vertical window doors with triangular pediment moldings above.
The second story has 5 vertical paired arched windows with elaborate molded pediments above. The overhanging boxed cornice features scroll corbels and decorated parapet. A recessed central gable pediment tops the cornice and denotes the main entrance, and the front door swings both inward and outward. A rectangular tower with a low overhanging hipped roof and tall arched windows rises from the junction of the central gable and the medium pitched, side-gabled roof made of corrugated metal. The sides feature symmetrically placed 6-pane sash windows with molded cornice and a broken pediment on the lower cornice of the roof gable. Other notable features are quoined wood corners imitating stone, the framed semi-circular air vents within the side pediments, and the horizontal redwood shiplap siding throughout. One-story medium-gabled roof additions extend from the rear; an iron fire escape on the east side and a wooden fire escape on the west were also added. The original board sidewalk along the full width of the building was replaced with a gravel walk, which was then transitioned to concrete steps. In 2017 the building underwent a much-needed, extensive renovation and exterior painting.
Freemasonry describes itself as a “beautiful system of morality, veiled in allegory and illustrated by symbols.”Accordingly, buildings are to be constructed in an east/west orientation (sunrise and sunset), representing Solomon’s Temple. This building adorns gold enhancement of the starburst pattern framed within the side gables and the gold ball atop the cupola, depicts the sun at meridian height. Symbols and rituals abound in the upstairs meeting room: the compass and the square, which is the most widely known symbol of Masonry, the all-seeing eye, and the letter G, symbolizing both geometry and God. Masons use metaphors from geometry and the architecture of stonemasonry to represent their ongoing pursuit of knowledge, ethics, and leadership skills.
storytime with a twist. hope you enjoy.
the rain hammered down in sheets, the wind howling between the buildings, tugging at my clothes as i stood at the mouth of the alley. my shoes sloshed in the puddles, the chill of the night sinking into my bones. i checked the note again, my hand trembling. the address was clear, but something about this place—something about this night—felt wrong.
i had followed the directions exactly. left turn, right turn, down the alley. the light at the end flickered, barely visible through the misty downpour. the location had seemed strange on the map, tucked away in a forgotten part of town, but the recommendation had been strong. he can help, they’d said. he knows things.
but now that i was here, i wasn't so sure. the walls of the alley seemed to close in around me, and the flickering light from the sign only highlighted the shadows. everything felt... off. my heart pounded against my chest.
i glanced down the alley again. no one else. no signs of life. was i the only one stupid enough to come out on a night like this?
i took a deep breath, trying to steady myself, and pressed forward. a rusted door stood at the far end, half-hidden in shadows. i reached for the handle, my fingers cold and slick from the rain. with a quick glance over my shoulder—just to make sure i wasn’t being followed—i pulled it open. i made it on time at least...
to be continued...
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Continuing my snow images, this shot like all my other snow shots is from Cissbury ring, this is across patterns of snow covered fields to another snow covered high point, Truleigh hill, the site of a WWII Radar site now a telephone mast. The mast is visible from all around the area and has two red warning lights at the top.
Tomorrow I`ll follow this image with a different view to this beacon though not with snow.
Continuing on the theme of ducks, I bring you this stunning Wood Duck in eclipse plumage. I have seen them before in eclipse, but never quite at this stage. Compare with the mature plumage seen in a drake on the accompanying post. Admired at the Pool, Central Park, New York.
Since many of us had never been to La Harpe before, a bunch of us went poking around town to see what we could find. We started with the other end of the Keokuk Junction, from the yard in La Harpe towards Keokuk. But it didn't take long for the action to pick back up again. While checking trying to see what looked like a possible steam-era water tower on satellite maps inside the wye at La Harpe, a cut of cars was being reversed into the KJRY yard. It was the La Harpe-Keokuk job, led by former Santa Fe GP-20 2032, building his train. He was backing into the yard to grab a handful of cars that had just arrived with the F's. And while we were all preoccupied with the the sign-off of the F's, the La Harpe yard job had already switched out those cars and had them ready for the run to Keokuk.
And we continue with the different faces of the forest, especially those of the autumn forest.
Attentive observers may have already recognized where I captured this rather dark variant.
Correct. This is also a photograph from the former town of Streckenwald in the Bohemian part of the Ore Mountains.
It's crazy when you imagine that we're standing here in someone's garden, namely house number 57 (according to an old map of the town that one of my followers kindly made available to me). And now there's a young forest standing here in the garden. I'm quite fascinated and I wonder how this will look like here another 50 years from now.
Und weiter gehts mit den verschiedenen Gesichtern des Wald, speziell mit denen des Herbstwaldes.
Aufmerksame Beobachter werden vielleicht schon erkannt haben, wo ich diese, eher düster anmutende Variante eingefangen habe.
Richtig. Auch das ist eine Fotografie aus dem ehemaligen Ort Streckenwald im böhmischen Teil des Erzgebirges.
Ist schon krass, wenn man sich vorstellt, dass wir hier im Garten von jemandem stehen, nämlich in dem der Hausnummer 57 (gemäß eines alten Ortsplanes, den mir einer meiner Follower dankenswerter Weise zur Verfügung gestellt hat. Und nun steht hier im Garten ein junger Wald. Ich bin schon ziemlich fasziniert und frage mich, wie das hier in weiteren 50 Jahren aussehen wird.
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On the Premužić trail we reached the grassy plateau below Seravski vrh, continuing our trip southwards. This is the view back towards Rožanski kukovi, which we left an hour ago.
By this small hut the usual marked šath from Sele comes up. Then we continue on the summit of Setiče / Freiberg by the summit ridge.
Continuing my series on digital images created using tree barks, here is a Photoshop composite of two images.
A trip of MACs, 12,600 HP worth lead the 111 north from Seward seen here about MP 88 as they approach Girdwood, AK. Normally this train would stop in Anchorage and be sent north to Fairbanks piecemeal, not today however, as they will make a crew change and continue north to Fairbanks. Traversing the railroad mainline in its entirety, not something that happens often. 5.2.25
Hej, da bin ich wieder! Nach unserem verregneten Sommerurlaub wollten wir doch noch einen kleinen besonderen Urlaub machen. Auf unserer To-Do -Liste steht schon seit Jahren Ägypten und so entschieden wir, uns in dieses Abenteuer zu werfen. Diese Reise entfaltete sich als unvergessliche Erfahrung. Nach drei Tagen in Hurghada brachen wir nach Luxor auf. Von dort aus setzten wir unsere Reise auf einem Schiff fort, das gemächlich den Nil entlang nach Assuan tuckerte. In Assuan erwartete uns ein ganz besonderes Erlebnis: die Fahrt auf einer traditionellen Feluke. Als der Kapitän meinem Mann das Steuer überreichte, leuchteten seine Augen vor Freude. Unter der strahlenden Sonne glitten wir sanft über den majestätischen Nil, während die Welt um uns herum still zu stehen schien. Die Sonne brach sich in glitzernden Reflexionen auf der Wasseroberfläche, während wir uns langsam der Insel Elephantine näherten. Vogelrufe erfüllten die Luft, Reiher, Kormorane und kleine Wasserhühner ließen ihr Gefieder in der Sonne trocknen.
Im Hintergrund seht ihr das Mausoleum des Aga Khan. Es ist ein architektonisches Juwel, das auf einem Hügel in der Nähe von Assuan thront. Es ist die letzte Ruhestätte des Aga Khan III. Dieses Mausoleum, das oft als "Taj Mahal des Nahen Ostens" bezeichnet wird, fasziniert mit seiner eleganten Architektur und seiner friedvollen Lage.
"Hey, I'm back again! After our rainy summer vacation, we wanted to have another special little getaway. Egypt has been on our to-do list for years, so we decided to embark on this adventure. This journey unfolded as an unforgettable experience. After three days in Hurghada, we set off for Luxor. From there, our journey continued on a leisurely boat along the Nile to Aswan. In Aswan, a very special experience awaited us: a ride on a traditional felucca. When the captain handed the steering wheel to my husband, his eyes lit up with joy. Under the radiant sun, we glided gently along the majestic Nile, while the world around us seemed to stand still. The sun sparkled in shimmering reflections on the water's surface as we slowly approached Elephantine Island. Bird calls filled the air, herons, cormorants, and small waterfowl basked in the sun, drying their feathers.
In the background, you can see the Mausoleum of Aga Khan. It's an architectural gem perched on a hill near Aswan. It's the final resting place of Aga Khan III. This mausoleum, often referred to as the 'Taj Mahal of the Middle East,' captivates with its elegant architecture and peaceful location."
Ah, Azalea Amore continues as new blossoms arrive and Snoopy has once again found the salvia lyrata, or Lyreleaf Sage.
These delightful little violet bells are always a welcome sight. They pop up usually around our front sidewalk and sometimes even form the most lovely expanse in sections of our field.
So we were quite surprised, happily so, upon close inspection of these blooms to find the most charming little beagle trying to hide inside!
😊 😊
💐🌷A🌸Z💮A🌹L🌺E🌻A🌼💕AMORE💘💖
A year of the shows and performers of the Bijou Planks Theater.
Peanuts
Snoopy
1990s, RM
The Lyreleaf Sage have been featured in Azalea Amore many times and modeled by such luminaries as:
Batman and Wonder Woman in 2019!
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Chun Li in 2020!
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Anova Moretti in 2022!
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And Snoopy in 2024!
Spotted near the Amana Colonies in Iowa
The history of Amana Colonies, a National Historic Landmark and one of America’s longest-lived communal societies, begins in 1714 in the villages of Germany and continues today on the Iowa prairie.
- for more information about its history follow link below.
Monarchs continue pouring through North Georgia - both at the river and here at home. We had half a dozen Monarchs at the river yesterday and another one at home. We've been getting about one Monarch a day in my zinnias - that's a lot compared to most years. Plenty of other butterflies at the river - so you'll be seeing photos long after they're gone.
>> Monarch on pink zinnia - dangling in my flowers - two days ago
The Monarchs at the river yesterday looked fresh (photos soon!) - they have to make it to Mexico and survive till next Spring. I reached out and touched one of the Monarchs - like touching a miracle in the works. Amazing!
Continuing with my Positive Flags of the Nations project.
Today I want to address the beauty of children and their innocence and want to remind each one of us, that it is our duty to protect them all, no matter their background. We can and must help ALL children.
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Continuing with fall wildlife sightings, I had a brief photo op with this Moose on a dull, dull morning a few days ago. I believe it's a calf, and I believe its mother was in the thicket... so I declined to follow it in after it disappeared. I didn't want to wade across the river, and I had no desire to get stomped for my efforts. There are times when I happily accept what has been offered, and move on.
Photographed in Grasslands National Park, Saskatchewan (Canada). Don't use this image on websites, blogs, or other media without explicit permission ©2023 James R. Page - all rights reserved.
Continuing this brief series of cool sights I saw on a single morning outing to Grasslands, the park at my doorstep. These two Moose with their calves were a surprise; I tend to see moose more often in fall and winter. And last year there was considerable noise and commotion as contractors built a new bridge across the Frenchman River - resulting in many wildlife species, including moose, steering clear of the area until things settled down.
But.. they're ba-ack!
I'm so happy. They add an extra touch of wildness to the prairie landscape. Twenty-four years ago, when I first spent some extended time hanging out in this place, moose were a rare sighting. In the interim, they have arrived to occupy the valley, and other prairie locations, too; biologists are not sure why.
My theory? They find ample food and shelter here, where there are no natural predators, no hunting, and an abundance of peace and quiet. Essentially these are the same reasons I moved here full time in 2011. I'd like to think I'm smarter than the average moose. But maybe I'm not.
More to come...
Photographed in Grasslands National Park, Saskatchewan (Canada). Don't use this image on websites, blogs, or other media without explicit permission ©2024 James R. Page - all rights reserved.
First time seeing an ex-CP GP20C working these parts.
CPKC's LESGOJ (UP's name for it; I never heard the CPKC symbol) takes headroom on the southbound main at Valley Junction, East St. Louis, IL after a lengthy wait for passing UP traffic. The lingering snow is a result of winter storm Blair that intermittently dumped rain, sleet, ice, and snow throughout the St. Louis metroplex last weekend, a mess that Missouri and Illinois DOTs have yet to fully dig out from.