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After a light snowfall an old barn stands on the edge of a deserted farm site, its faded weathered wood cracked, a silent monument to a life once full of promise. The sound of rusted hinges occasionally creak in a gust of wind.
On still winter days the light scent of aged hay drifts through the air carrying with it the sound of imagined footsteps of a farmer who has long since departed. This barn, once filled with the sounds of work—cattle lowing, milk pails clanking and the scraping of a pitchfork against the concrete floor now serves as a tomb for dreams that time has erased.
For the farmers who built barns like this long ago, each nail and board was placed with hope. As they fashioned the barn they imagined futures where their children would grow up and inherit the land, where the farmland would always be fertile and the rains would come at just the right times to water the earth and produce bountiful crops.
But as the years passed, reality shifted and ceased to be their friend. Droughts came, markets collapsed and younger generations including their children, left for cities lured by a lifestyle which promised them more stability. The land these farmers once fought to tame became a burden too heavy to bear alone.
Now, the barn remains, deteriorating under the weight of memories, a starj signpost of ambition and resilience, of dashed plans, of livelihoods lost to time and change.
And yet, the barn is also a tribute—a reminder that even in its decay, it still holds on long past its usefulness just as those farmers once did, through every hardship, holding on to their dreams until they too had to bid a reluctant farewell to their life’s work.
(Photographed near Mora, MN)
I have to say, it's views like this that remind me of what I love about where I live....and this is just a few minutes' walk from home. The light was beautiful last night and I REALLY regretted having got changed from work and dashed out so quickly that I didn't think to take my Nikon, everywhere I looked would have made the perfect golden light/beachy photo. So this is snapped on my Iphone 6 but not bad from afar :-).
(Fernan Dumont)
In just a little while, a mournful cry will rise across the land, as hundreds of millions of people's hopes are dashed, realizing that they have not won the lottery - again..
If you ever needed proof that we are an optimistic people, this should erase any doubt. Your odds of winning are stupidly, ridiculously miniscule.
And yet, as we learned when Mary told Lloyd in Dumber and Dumber that the odds against them 'getting together' were "more like a million to one", as long as the odds aren't zero, we have a chance.
Despite the odds, Lloyd grins and says, "A million to one? So you're telling me - I got a chance! Yeah!!".
Our odds of winning tonight's Powerball are 292 times worse than Lloyd's chances of boinking Mary, but that doesn't stop us from making sure our chances aren't zero, does it..
As long as you've got a ticket - you've got a chance!
While out railfanning on Cajon Pass in March of 1986, I heard the Dispatcher call the crew of an Eastbound Union Pacific train and tell them that they would be taking the South Main where they would then be stopping for the company photographer!
My hopes of seeing a Passenger Special or some other interesting train was soon dashed however when the non-descript Intermodal and Autorack train showed up with a pair of recently repainted ex-Missouri Pacific SD40-2's:{
The dynamic brake equipped 3924 and 3923 (ex-MOP 6024, 6023) are seen at the location where the company photographer stopped the train for pictures.
I did my best to stay out of the way and I have no idea if the pictures that they took where at one point used for a company brochure or something similar.
The snow covered San Gabriel Mountains did provide a very nice backdrop but it was kind of strange as this is on Santa Fe tracks, not UP's!
Looked out the window and thought we might have a good sunset so dashed along to Howick to get this shot
Six and a half years ago, the scientists of SETI began receiving garbled and unintelligible communications from points unknown. What they could perceive came out as a series of clicking sounds, but they repeated precisely indicating that some form of intelligence was behind the transmissions, not something randomly generated as was first thought. The top linguists on the globe were brought in to analyze the communications until finally five years after initial contact one Professor Winnefred Littledove from Lichtenstein made a breakthrough and with an army of people and computers behind her, she at long last was able to decipher the clicking into words. Those words were chilling and they read, 'Your planet is in danger, we are here to help.'
The reply was made simple for the sake of expedience and yet took days to form, 'how so?' Littledove pushed the send button herself and silence filled the room as no one even breathed in anticipation.
Two days later came the foreboding reply, 'We have been studying your world and can see that you are nearly at the point of no return in the effects of global warming, soon many thousands of species will cease to exist including yourselves if something isn't done immediately. We have a solution.'
After several days and many sleepless nights of translations
a response was hurriedly recorded and in less than an hour SETI sent its one word reply, 'Yes?'
Newly minted corporal Emmit Woodcock awoke the next morning feeling a bit fuzzy from the night before. His squad had taken him out to Galway Bay Pub and eatery where they proceeded to 'tack on' his new stripe, this is accomplished by punching the chevron on with great force to prevent it from ever coming off. Groggily he sat up and put on his slippers and headed for the loo to rid himself of a few ales. Sure enough, and the reason for the slippers, he came across yet another of his 'houseguests' and proceeded to stomp the cockroach with equal parts disgust and pleasure. "Twenty seven!" He proclaimed. No sooner had he finished his business the ancient air raid warning horns warbled on. He'd never heard one with the exception of in the movies, but there was no mistaking the noise. He hurriedly donned his OD's from the night before and dashed for the door, just before turning out the light he called out, "twenty eight!"
The ECM, emergency communication memo, on his phone ordered him to report to coordinates unknown to him and off he went. When he reached the park at Bellingham Bay his world became very surreal. An army, literally, of men were unloading sandbags from ancient deuce and a halfs and piling them to make a wall, a wall halfway around a glowing globe of tremendous size towering above them smoldering from its recent entry into Earth's atmosphere.
"What's going on?!"
Sgt. Jones gave Woodcock a quick glance, "It's an invasion, I hear that these things are landing everywhere, get busy with that wall!"
In between tosses of sandbags Emmit could see 50 cals. being set up left, right and center with infantry between. Yelling to be heard to the man next to him he asked, "what about tanks?"
"Armored is on its way, it's just us right now."
Suddenly all noises and movement ended as an audible mechanism inside of the alien craft whirred up and engaged. The bottom half of the orb opened as five doors swung slowly down and away in an unnatural and creepy movement much like a claw opening. Emmit vaguely heard the order to take cover, but he was transfixed on the otherworldly happenings transpiring before him and was consumed by the feeling of dread and although he was covered in sweat, he felt very cold. Then, through the murky darkness, the new corporal began to perceive movement, a slow, methodic wave of movement. Crawling out of the spacecraft came gigantic spiders, eight legged, multi eyed, hairy spiders and along with the clicking noises that they were making he went from cold to frozen. No one can remember if there was an actual order to fire, but fire they did. After the massacre was over there was much clapping on backs and cheering for their victory, for never was there a more fearsome enemy to overcome. Songs would surely be sung in their honor.
Back at SETI what would become known as the final transmission was finally translated roughly at the same time that the Battle of Bellingham Bay was taking place, it had taken days of work to decipher as it was longer than the rest and it read: "At last, it is so good that we can now communicate for we have so much that we want to impart to you. We have sent word to bring atmospheric condensers and we have the schematics here aboard ship so that when they arrive you will be able to set them up and not a moment too soon, any further delay would have meant a global catastrophe. I will send a team of scientists down now, help is on the way."
One of these beautiful birds was reported at Half Moon Bay a couple days ago. We dashed over but missed it by 30 minutes. We were lucky to find one in Texas a couple weeks ago that was not perched on a telephone wire.
I stopped the car to get a shot of this one on the park road. Too bad a car was coming from the other direction so I had to get out of the way and the flycatcher took off when the car went by.
Of course, the most unique part of this bird is its beautifully long tail. This one was obstructed by the weeds.
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.
Emily and i are about to get wet.
Brother Graham and i decided to visit one of our best loved locations to see what the evening weather would bring.
The sun did show its self for a short period, early evening,but once it dissapeared behind some cloud we started to see some very dramatic skies developing.
I started my evening here, whilst Graham went on towards the Quay end.
This shot was at the end of my time here as the heavens opened up with the wet stuff.
I gab my stuff together and dashed down to pick Graham up,who was a bit wetter than me.
Still a good evenings shoot was had.
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)
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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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 "
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! Got off my tush and looked it up, it's a Puschkinia scilloides (Striped Squill).
I dashed out of the house to try to catch an Indigo Bunting in the yard, but he flew off quickly. This little nuthatch didn't and i love that you can see those rusty coverts!
Eurasian Blackcap / sylvia atricapilla. Titchwell, Norfolk. 11/10/22.
'THE APPLE OF MY EYE.'
An image made during the nano second this female Blackcap showed right out in the open. My hopes were dashed when she dived into the shadows to feed out of sight, yet again!
Very much a record image from a grab shot.
I can only dream of what might have been achieved, had she just settled and started to feed on that apple. I seem to be going through an 'If only ...' stage with my photography right now. All rather depressing :-(
The geology of the area in which the Green Bridge of Wales is located is composed of a very thick layer of Carboniferous Limestone, including a certain amount of chert.
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Erosion has occurred over time as storm winds have battered the coast, pebbles have been dashed against the rocks, sand particles have worn away the surface, and chemical erosion has dissolved the limestone.
The weakest parts of the cliff are the first to be worn away, usually the folds and small faults that are present in the rocks.
This has resulted over many millennia in the creation of many unusual landforms.
In the case of the Green Bridge of Wales, erosion has taken place on both sides of a small headland, caves have been formed which extended further and further until they met, forming the arch that can be seen today.
The bridge is about 24 m (80 ft) high with a span of more than 20 m (66 ft). Its outer edge rests on a more durable rock pedestal and its upper surface is clad in vegetation.
The Green Bridge lost a considerable amount of rock to damage during Storm Ophelia in October 2017.
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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)
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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!
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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.
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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
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.
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.
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
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.
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!
No added colour! tonights sky as it was, on fire, and a hint of the Malvern Hills! Not a planned shot, dashed out to get this :)
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.
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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.
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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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 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.
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, I dashed out into our yard 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! If you enjoy saguaros, here's one of his neighbors: flic.kr/p/2rp7cTF .