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At 9.10pm (21.10) last night I looked out of the kitchen window & as well as the usual 3/4 Blackbirds, could make out a distant dark "lump". Binoculars confirmed a Hedgehog that I had not seen one in gdn for a few years, they are getting scarce now & in fact do not see as many dead on the road as I used to. Dashed out with the camera in quite dusk conditions to get a few shots & a video. After a good morning, this was the icing on the cake for the day.
Astoria-Megler Bridge, Oregon
After a beautiful sunset out by the Peter Iredale, I dashed with intent and purpose toward the spot where I previously shot this. I took that picture with what Canon decides to grace us suckers with as a kit lens, and it's a bit soft and grainy as a result. So here we go again.
The weather has been beautiful, so the Saturday night sky was a glorious dark blue/purple. Very different from the dark, misty night I previously shot on. This is also a two-minute exposure as opposed to a 30-second, giving my "spaghetti" a much thicker consistency. I'm very pleased with the clarity, and I had a great time trying to find this spot again (after weaving all over the top of the hill yet again--I should really write that street down).
123-second exposure at 53mm using a cable release - ISO 100, f/13 - Canon 17-85 IS lens
"The remainder. The angered."
Volra was once a kind, and very loving construction robot designed around crafting buildings and architecture. His brother, Tukla, was also originally designed for this purpose.
One day, Volra discovered the creator of him and his brother had dismantled Tukla to make him a robot crafted for battle. In an effort to save his brother, Volra rushed to where his brother was being dissected apart.
In front of Volra laid the remains of his once beloved brother, Tukla. In a furious rage, Volra dashed into his creator, killing him upon impact.
Volra then took it upon himself to combine his very body with the dissected parts of his brother, thus changing him into "Vol-Tuk". He now goes around the world, destroying those he had once crafted.
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We were unexpectedly caught out in an April shower one afternoon earlier this week & Flynn got - slightly - wet. He was unimpressed. The next day was nicer though & when he saw me getting ready to go out, Flynn barked & bounced about in excitement... However, we only got as far as the front garden gate, when Flynn put the brakes on & would not move for anything. He looked quite upset but I couldn't for the life of me work out what was wrong, so eventually, we just back inside.
As I stood in the hallway, wondering whether to try & coax him out again, or give up & take my shoes off, I asked Flynn "what do you want?". Obviously, I wasn't expecting a proper answer but I got one! Flynn dashed to where his waterproof winter coat was hanging up & stood in position for me to put it on, wagging his tail & staring at me. I laughed, he couldn't have been clearer if he'd used words! Flynn clearly didn't want there to be *any* risk of getting soggy two days in a row! Soon, Flynn was properly dressed & merrily prancing up the road, on his way to the fields! He looked a tad silly bundled in a jacket to be honest - the skies were clear blue, no signs of rain clouds & it was hot but Flynn felt happier in it, so never mind!! Glad he managed to communicate his wishes!
Anyway, this pic was taken a few days later, on a dry but overcast, hazy sort of day. Flynn didn't feel the need to request his jacket thankfully! It's long been one of his favourite places but we'd not made it up to this particular field for over a month, so it was good to be back & see the changes spring has brought. Whenever we visit, I like to pause in this spot, as I love the view beyond the old gate - regardless of the time of year, or the weather, it's always pretty. Flynn knows my habits, so he was content to flop down on the grass, for a nice rest! Taken for the black & white challenge in 52WfDs.
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Today I'm telling you the story of this ill-fated site in Gleadow Street, Invermay. It sits in the old industrial port section of Launceston, and that sadly meant that when the terrible floods of 1929 struck, the hopes that were established here when the Rapson Tyre Company built this factory were quickly dashed. The Great Depression in the early 30s put an end to its economic future entirely.
And as I explained in my previous photo this morning, more disaster was to come. A fire that destroyed the warehouse of wool merchant L.W. Smith in 1942. trove.nla.gov.au/newspaper/article/91491921/8140849
So this old factory, with its proud smoke stack standing still, has been through quite an evolution. Today it is home to a small welding company. The sign "The Academy" relates to the property next door. That too has enjoyed a less than prosperous history. "The Academy" was a fitness gym that has now closed for good.
From a photographic point of view, we need to enjoy these buildings while they last, because they won't be around for too much longer. Mind you, that brickwork in the smoke stack is so good it might outlast the Tower of London.
After almost a wasted trip we had 3 minutes of absolutely stunning light and for once i managed to capture it correctly.
Totally unexpected as the buildup to the sunrise was pretty flat and diffused cloud ,so hopes were pretty much dashed.... then bang , this is why we love photography so much............ TIP.....
" expect the unexpected "
Flynn had his 1st run on the fields yesterday, exactly 4 weeks post surgery :) Actually, due to the combination of his poor health & very difficult behaviour, it's the first time Flynn's been allowed to go for a proper off-lead walk since late October, so it was a fairly momentous day for us! I hadn't realised how much I'd missed even our regular routes over the farmland with Flynn. Needless to say Flynn himself was exceptionally happy.
He was visibly trembling with excitement as I unclipped his lead & then spent the entire walk bounding around in huge circles, joyfully squeaking his beloved orange ball... Well, except for the moment when he tried to roll in fox poop - but luckily he's wearing a training line atm, which I managed to grab hold of, thwarting the attempt! Flynn may have been celebrating his first day of freedom but I'd still rather not take home a stinky dog ;-) Questionable choice in perfume aside, I was very pleased with Flynn.
I had a flash of worry, shortly after letting the training line drop at the start of the walk, that Flynn might get too excited, after such a long time without a proper run & abandon me for a solo-adventure but he was actually really good. I was impressed that he even listened to me, when called off from chasing a pheasant that flew up from under him as he dashed through the crops! He also happily accepted the lead being reattached at the end of our walk, something I'd been concerned about as this had become an issue while he was sick last year. It might be a while before I fully relax on walks but it is so good to see Flynn enjoying life again!
Lighting fast and tiny in size made this little guy quite a challenge to photograph! It was a joy to watch it dashed back and forth!
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I have been getting withdrawal symptoms for lack of sunsets lately! I was hoping to get out today and get some sunset shots but the weather has had other ideas yet again and it is now cloudy again - but at least it is not raining! This set of shots was taken when I was in Cornwall back in early October. The first night we were there we dashed over to the cliff top overlooking Godrevy Lighthouse and managed to get a few shots of the sun setting. Well worth the effort - well I think it is anyway!!!
The leaves were just starting to turn when it started raining and didn't know when to stop!
Most of the beech leaves have fallen, however, I was delighted to find the Acers looking stunning on the one sunny morning we have had. I dashed off to take pics in the morning light
This is the first view I have as I climb over the Kitchen garden wall. This is the first time I have been able to get a photo from this angle now that the holly has been felled (with the trunk still on the ground as it's too difficult to get out)
Backstory: After being captured by the Imperials while crossing the border while running away from her abusive slave master and survived a dragon attack in helgen, since that day, nothing has been the same. She has endured a fight in all her life unlike anything she could imagine.
She saw her dreams dashed and divided like a million stars in the night sky that she wished on over and over again, sparkling and broken. She knew that it takes getting everything she ever wanted and then losing it to know what true freedom is.
The first time she saw a very serene and beautiful view of Whiterun. She saw a new start, life and hope.
I was struggling to come up with a subject for this week’s theme but one afternoon last week I noticed a fly land on the kitchen window. I grabbed my camera and dashed outside.
After clearing brush last summer for NECR’s CTC project reopened an old spot. After seeing everyone’s favorite 721 was in Brattleboro, once I got off work I dashed over to the MA/VT border just in time as the northbound 606 with 2 still looking decent C40-8Ws and a SD40-2. Photo taken Vernon, VT April 29, 2024
Los Angeles 1948. A sleepy movie town full of movie star wannabes, corrupt cops, beach bums, and scandals. Stepsister to San Francisco and scorned by New York it was a destination for grifters, loafers, and dreamers—the kind of place where a guy could drop into a cheap bar to forget, and end up remembering too much. L.A. 1948, a place where big schemes were too often met by dashed dreams.
Image imagined in MidJourney AI and finished with Topaz Studio 2.0 and Lightroom Classic.
A group of kids were helping to lead baby goats around Chip-In Farm today, and this farm cat kept a nervous eye on them. I did manage to give her some pats before she dashed inside the barn.
The Drinker Moth caterpillar (Euthrix potatoria) is named for its habit of drinking drops of dew from the coarse grass stems on which it feeds. With its blue and yellow markings, brown hairs and orange tuffs, it is certainly a colourful creature.
For Macro Mondays theme 'Multicolour'.
I discovered this specimen in the tall grassy verge next to my house and dashed in for the camera - when I came back I couldn't spot it again. After almost 15 minutes of searching (should have gone to Specsavers), found it again, put the camera on the tripod - and lost it again! Then after several more minutes of searching (and cursing) in the tall grass, finally found it. This little caterpillar was barely 3 cm long, (but they can grow to over 6 cm) which made spotting it a challenge - must have been lucky to see it in the first place.
Single going steady.
It's been a while since a single class 56 graced 6J37 over the Settle - Carlisle, so despite the full dull forecast, it was worth a trip out with the spaniels. The spaniels don't care about the sun and to be honest I don't mind.
Surprisingly and naturally, the sun was out for the preceding unit, but as the grid was due, what do I get?
Given the announcement by Colas that it will reduce the use of class 56s during 2025, who knows when the next time will be.
56090 takes it steady into Hellifield Up Goods Loop with 6J37, 12.52 Carlisle Yard to Chirk.
It would immediately get the signal to exit the loop, so perhaps it was just to keep the railhead clear of rust.
Any thoughts of a regulating stop for 2Y01 to pass and a second bite of the cherry were quickly dashed.
Drove home with that lovely grid harmony in my head.
edit. signaller put 6J37 inside at Hellifield as 6K05 hadn't cleared Horrocksford Junction. Sensible move to avoid delaying 2Y01. Signaller got train out of section for 6K05 just as 6J37 ran into the loop, so set the route for Horrocksford and let it run on.
Dashed down to a local reservoir to capture the evening sunlight from behind my standing point.
Will try for a sunrise one morning soon.
No it's not Star Wars. We had a brief frost yesterday morning so I dashed out in my dressing gown to take this photo of the icy patterns on the car spoiler. Mono image for the Weekly Colour Challenge
Strong north westerly winds at the end of last week and over the weekend really whipped up the waves on the Moray Firth. This coupled with some good breaks in the cloud which allowed the soft, autumnal morning light through really helped to create a great atmosphere on the coast. I grabbed my camera and dashed out to catch the action before the rains came. I still consider myself really fortunate to have this playground only meters from my front door. Taken at Portknockie in Morayshire, Scotland.
Seen while out and about today.
We had some airline points that were going to be expiring and free hotel stays that were burning a hole in our pocket, so we dashed off to Victoria, British Columbia for a couple of days. No big plans, just to 'wallow' in a place that, in Canadian terms, is a little tropical.
It’s been a very eventful month at Evergarden Equestrian, but unfortunately the Trick-or-Trot series has come to an end. The competition was relentless and fierce as competitors dashed their way through the themed show jumping courses, braced themselves with weekly flat racing, and participated in other events being hosted at EE. A HUGE thank you to the staff of the Evergarden Equestrian team and sponsors for putting this event together! Can’t wait to participate in the next one!
I heard about this group of Avocets from a birding friend and dashed off to try to see them. It took me close to an hour and half to get there in the traffic and finally get a parking spot. Thankfully they were still there and returning to my car, saw that I had a parking ticket, but it was worth it as I got my photos.
From the left...
Composite strand board.
Cobweb.
Rusted iron catch with stainless steel bolts.
Sapele timber (a rainforest hardwood) with brass screws.
Grimston pebble dashed section.
Composite building.
Stacksteads, Lancashire
Today a barn owl came out to charm
The birders dashed there with their arms
They came from north, south, east and west
Hunt and jostle for an angle that’s best
It’s a miracle that the owl was not harmed
But the police noticed and was alarmed
Barn Owl
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A glimpse of England's deepest lake from the mountain of Yewbarrow on a misty day in the Lake District last month. It was beautiful watching the everchanging mist reveal glimpses of the surrounding landscape, before concealing the view again moments later. This was taken near the summit looking back down the ridge I'd ascended, with Illgill Head and Wast Water beyond.
Having checked the forecast, I was hoping for a nice sunset in the Western Fells, so headed down to Wasdale as there are a few hills and mountains there which are perfect at this time of year. However, when I arrived there the mist was very low and it was drizzling profusely, but I decided to crack on anyway. I opted for Yewbarrow, as it offers amazing views and is lower than alot of the surrounding mountains - so it thought it would have a better chance of clearing out.
The ascent was treacherous as the rocks were slippery and lethal, so when I made it up to Bell Rib point above the steepest part I decided to wait around before I continued as the mist was very thick at this point. This was where it all began to change for the better as the view slowly started revealing itself, so I dashed up the final part of the ridge towards the summit and captured this view back down to Wast Water as the lake made a brief appearance. It was difficult to photograph as, although it was very calm, it was still drizzling quite heavily at this point so I had to keep wiping the lens which was wet and constantly steaming up.
Not long after this picture was taken, the mist concealed the vista again.....but I was treated to many more glimpses and views along the rest of the walk. I spent so long photographing on the summit ridge that I ended up descending in the dark with a headtorch!
I had a fantastic day yesterday , seeing the girls and showing them adders, then cooking together with Lyra, showing her how to cook a risotto. It's lovely to have company in the house. Then watching Arsenal beat Real Madrid, and ignoring the phone telling me about aurora red alerts. At the last minute I dashed out and saw my fourth aurora in a year, amazing. Certainly Sweet And Dandy by toots and the Maytals. Today we're off to my exhibition, then off for a meal and gig in Bristol with all my daughters. Should be another great day.
Monsoon season is such an amazing time of the year in the southwest. When I saw the sky morphing into a rainbow of colors in our backyard I dashed out to grab a shot of my favorite saguaro cactus against the vibrant background. So blessed by the dramatic skies and amazing nature here in the Sonoran Desert. Wishing everyone a wonderful 2024, Happy New Year!
Sorry I have been less active around here than is usual, but real life has been occupying my time at the moment. It is nothing major........just lots of little things all happening at once.
You know that time when everything electrical or mechanical in the house seems to stop working, and to stop working at the most inconvenient time.......well I am deep into that phase *humph*
I really hope to have more free time to photograph dolls very soon. But I dashed outside and took a photo of Hetty in the autumn light this morning so that I at least could post something to Flickr.
I hope you are all well and Happy Sunday!
Train #14 was a Tacoma to Chicago racks and stack train back in the BN days. Back in the 90s this train handled a lot of intermodal traffic across the northern Transcon with many intermediate stops. In 1997 the BNSF symbol became VTACCHC. Back in 1995, a dog breakfast consist dashed through the snow at East Dubuque on the Aurora Sub. Thank goodness that GP9 was added, probably keeping the train moving! :-)
Scanned slide on 3-05-95.
An ICM of the Christmas tree lights.
This is one of the most complex of the ICMs I took of the tree this year. And it's taken me several years to work out what is going on with the lights and their dashed patterns.
The LED lights scintillate at high frequency though not at a frequency related to the mains supply. It's about 100Hz.
I thought for a while it was the rectifier in the control converting the AC to DC rather crudely. But it's not that I think.
The lights have a control programme that we normally use that gradually dims and then brightens the string. The scintillations are caused by the controller chopping the current supply to cause the dimming.
The scintillations are too fast for the eye to see (we can see up to about 20Hz in flickering which is why many TVs refresh their screens at 40-60Hz).
So this is more an interesting image than a pretty one, and demonstrates one feature of the difference between our perception of motion and the camera's. That's one of the things I wanted to explore in the 100x Motion project I set myself this year.
Thank you for taking the time to look. I hope you enjoy the image! Happy 100x :)
A couple of days after this brave crocus showed it's face to the World, we had a three centimetre snowfall. I'm not sure this harbinger of Spring will now get a chance to open up. So often, these delicate species crocuses get their hopes dashed. What's needed of course is some warm, life affirming sunlight which is a rarity at the moment. Dark grey skies aren't going to encourage this process and as we are still firmly in January, this early flower's stamens may never see the light of day.
.....and a hint of cloud too!
Last night I received an aurora email alert, and I checked one of my favourite aurora websites which gives a more accurate indication of whether an aurora will be visible at my latitude. Was pleased to see a high number, so dashed outside for a trial shot in our street. A little colour was visible, but sadly, the lower part of the sky down to the horizon had a light hazy cloud layer just obscuring any colour low down. Normally, that part of the sky is filled with stars. Happy to see a little splash of red up high not being overpowered by our town's street-light glow. This was now the second aurora visible in Mount Gambier I have seen this year.
As it was a hasty shot, I did not even get out the tripod. Here, the Canon RP was just set on my front garden table propped up on my spectacle case!
The NELPG's K1 62005 was in fine form as it dashed through Ryton with the 5Z20 07:48 Grosmont to Carlisle working. The engine was making it's way north to the West Highland Line in anticipation of the restart of Jacobite services in the spring.
19th April 2021.
… are dashed as winter returns to Chicago Monday.
Hopefully the snow prediction is wrong.
Lake Harriet
Minneapolis, Minnesota
Any progress made to increase insect numbers here in the recent warm spell of weather has been dashed as a cold wind is now blowing down from the Arctic and insect numbers have again plummeted. I found this hoverfly out yesterday but it was the only one of its kind and in fact, just about the only insect I saw all day. This hoverfly is chrysotoxum bicinctum. It has distinctive brown patches on each wing but it has no common name.
I was just outside feeding the cat when a Buzzard flew low across the garden capturing a Blackbird in mid-flight. It then landed on my drive and so I dashed inside to get my camera and was amazed to find the Buzzard still there when I came out obviously determind not to leave its prey.. Not long after taking this shot the Buzzard was off with its lunch!
Taken using a Canon PowerShot SX430 IS
f/6.8
1/50 sec
194 mm
ISO 400
Format: 4:3
Lighting: Natural daylight
Dedicated to RHC (ILYWAMHASAM)
Unquestionably one of the most amazing places I have ever seen. Las Torres Towers. Its a gruelling hike up to the base, especially with a full pack, but every single step trodden fades into the past the moment these amazing towers first come into sight.
We had gone up the night before but our hopes of a sunset were quickly dashed as the clouds rolled in. That - really, is what the weather in this place is like. Managing to win a good sunrise or sunset up here is akin to a Patagonian lottery. Our dreams weren’t high.
We left our tents around 4am the next morning and, as if it had been a silent pact, the first thing we did was leave the seclusion of the forrest we had been camping in to check the sky. STARS. We couldn’t believe it - had our luck turned?
A few hours later and our tripods were set in one of a few compositions scoped the night before. The sky behind us was beginning to turn a deep red and there was a faint hint of light cloud above the towers.
The rest will go down in the history books as being one of my all time favourite sunrise locations. The Towers of Las Torres - thank you.
I saw this Flower moon and dashed up the road to try and get a decent shot, wish I had looked out the window 20 mins or so earlier.
Many thanks to you ALL for the views, faves and comments you make on my shots it is very appreciated.
With setting off to go to the Lakes first thing Monday morning I had no time to look at the snaps I took of the Auroa on Sunday night. As soon as I saw the red alert I dashed out with Carla, the traffic was terrible with the alert being at 6pm when everybody was travelling to bonfire night displays. So lacking imagination and needing connivence I headed to Souter. Being a popular spot for the aurora anywhere the lighthouse carpark was full, and the area was very busy. Bonfire night also added the problem of smoke pollution as well as having the light pollution of a blazing South Tyneside to contend with. Still at the edge of the cliffs we got a bit of space to see the aurora, STEVE, Skylab and Elon Musks skytrain off satellites. Carla is into all this space stuff and it was a great hours spectacle for her and I got to take a few snaps.
Had to kill some time waiting while the car was serviced, so I dashed to the Read Rock Garden to see what on offer for this snowy spring. MANY blossoms!
Fritillaria pallidiflora, is an Asian species of bulbous flowering plant in the lily family Liliaceae, native to Xinjiang, Kyrgyzstan and Kazakhstan.[2][1] The common name frequently used is Siberian fritillary, a misnomer because the species does not grow in the wild in Siberia.