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It is with great sadness that I share the news that Margo passed away yesterday to cancer. She was a photo / nature enthusiast and appreciated sharing her photos with this community so much. She spoke of all her connections close and far away, and enjoyed reading the dutch comments as a connection to her roots. Thank you for all the kind comments and supportive words over the years. My heart breaks to lose her. She was simply the best mom a daughter could ever ask for.
My local fishery has a few ponds, the one with the men fishing had a tiny area free from ice and these two dedicated souls were doing what they enjoy, as i was doing what i enjoyed.
I wasn't expecting any company at Somerset Road cutting this morning, but nothing seems to stop this chap.
Clowns to the left of me
Jokers to the right
Here I am
Stuck in the middle with you
Stealers Wheels, 1972
Sometimes, especially in this tumultuous 20's decade, I've felt like we're living the lyrics of this great old song.
When I log in here and see the world through your eyes: humorous, creative, thoughtful, interesting...I'm back on solid ground again. Thanks (to everyone) for being you.
Project 365-084
This guy was preparing a sweet-dish for an Indian wedding. Undisturbed by the scorching heat of Sun and the earthen autoclave underneath.
I went as fast as 1/1250sec in an attempt to freeze the droplets. low light and hence the high ISO.
Please forgive the noise.
The smoke was unplanned and fortunately came out at the right time .
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After being in a few weeks in service, CP 7020, one of five Military dedication units from CP, leads CP 199 through Rondout, IL on a rainy and cold morning. Never thought I would see a big CP EMD lead 199, let alone go out for 199 on my own accords.
........to my Mother-in-Law. She passed away this day 1 year ago, on the day of her Patron Saint. Her name was Pat.
Ironic?
Sometimes words are just words, actions are more important. Thank you for picking me up whenever I am feeling down.
I totally lost interest in photography six months ago, but now I am eager to dedicate myself to improve once again. The first thing I did was picking up my dust-up extension tube to see if I could produce some magic tricks.
CCC X
Medieval Life
In the far North, a forge can be found. Owned by Balig the Blacksmith whose fame spreads throughout the land. Throughout the harsh bitter cold climate, Balig works hard at his trade and produces only the most finest of weapons, truely dedicated to his work!
I've been building this during Iron Builder and was tempted to use the mystery part so I could have this as a IB entry as well, but I chose not to.
I discovered many new techniques while building this, as it was a headache to get every piece of wood panalling to fit perfectly together. The stone work is also a combination of 3 techniques including literally leaving an open hole and then filling it with different bricks so that they are only connected by the shear force of being wedged in together.
I'm feeling really pumped for CCC this year, so I have decided to once again compete for Master Builder....only if time permits!
This photo is dedicated to Chris Williams who did a wonderful mosiac of my photos, and for Arshad for writing me my very first testimonial!
Thanks so much to you both, im so lucky to have such wonderful friends!
A Japanese chef preparing a platter in front of us. The no nonsense attention to detail is evident. He threw away whole batches of raw material if they are not up to scratch. Doesn't smile much but I admire his dedication.
this one is dedicated to my young old friend Antje, who has birthday today. I hope you like it :=)))
The Mount Royal Hospital underwent a number of changes of mission since it was founded as an Immigrants Aid Society home in 1853. By the time this chapel was dedicated in 1955 (if you enlarge the shot by two clicks you should be able to read these tarnished plaques), the primary mission of the hospital was Acute Geriatric Care. As I said yesterday, this was a place where people came to die.
Somehow that makes this Chapel or Meeting House all the more significant. As a Quaker myself, I am intrigued by the designation, "a Meeting House for Meditation and Worship". Meeting House has been used by Quakers since the 17th century as a place for silent worship and meditation. Traditional Quakers, following George Fox (1624-1691), do not believe in clergy or consecrated buildings or churches. I realise this is different in parts of the USA.
But there's even more intrigue to be found here on these dedication plaques. Ambrose Pratt was a controversial writer in the early part of the 20th century. A journalist who began writing for "The Australian Worker", he became increasingly more conservative as he grew older. This was especially so after the major split in the Labor Party in 1916 (over the issue of conscription). Pratt became a member of "The Group" in 1931, and he wrote the resignation speech of Joseph Lyons from the Labor Party. Lyons from Tasmania went on to become the only Tasmanian Australian Prime Minister (1932-1939) who died in office. His wife Enid Lyons was the first woman elected to the Australian Parliament and the first female member of Federal Cabinet.
After his retirement, Ambrose Pratt became heavily involved in the Melbourne Zoo at Royal Park (and in fact was responsible for setting up the Healesville Research Station which is now the Australian native fauna section of the zoo). And it would seem he was also on the board of the Mount Royal Hospital. Now here's the final piece of the puzzle: I have no evidence that Pratt was a Quaker, but later in life he took a very close interest in Buddhism and particularly the philosophies of India and Tibet. So I imagine the term "Meeting House", was to express this ecumenical interest.
adb.anu.edu.au/biography/pratt-ambrose-goddard-hesketh-8096
Sir Edward Hallstrom (1886-1970) did the honours of opening the chapel. Like Pratt he was a major participant in the zoos of Sydney and Melbourne, and his links to Mount Royal would seem to be his strong philanthropic interest in medical services. Hallstrom is one of those rare figures with two portraits in the National Portrait Gallery in Canberra.
This Mandala Monday is dedicated to my brother who is having Triple Bypass Surgery this morning.
Love you!
Through an interpreter I learned that this shopkeeper has worked at the same family business for 40 years, arriving daily at 4:30am to prepare for the day.
Dedicated to all my dear friends who wrote a beautiful, lovely and wonderful testimonial to me.
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This is dedicated to revol69, kentim and amysimages2005 for their very thoughtful and eloquent testimonials. I appreciate it so very much. They are all very talented photographers and I am humbled by their wonderful compliments. Thank you........
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Bodyboarding is a water sport in which the surfer rides a bodyboard on the crest, face, and curl of a wave which is carrying the surfer towards the shore. Bodyboarding is also referred to as Boogieboarding due to the invention of the "Boogie Board" by Tom Morey. The average bodyboarding consists of a short, rectangular piece of hydrodynamic foam. Bodyboarders typically use swim fins for additional propulsion and control while riding a breaking wave. Bodyboarding originates from an ancient form of riding waves (surfing) on one's belly. Indigenous Polynesians rode "Alaia" (pronounced ah-lie-ah) boards either on their belly, knees, or feet (in rare instances). Alaia boards were generally made from the wood of Acacia koa and ranged in length and shape. They are distinct from the modern stand-up surfboards in that they had no ventral fins. Captain Cook recorded seeing Hawaiian villagers riding such boards when he came to Hawaii in 1778.
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The photo was taken during November 2017 at Umhlanga, Kwazulu-Natal, South Africa.
花笠巡行 奉納舞
Dedication Dance by the maiko and geiko of Pontocho at Hanagasa parade of Gion Festival.
先斗町 やまぐち 芸妓 もみ福 Momifuku
Dedication Plaque at the Shock's Mill Bridge River Walkway on the Northwest Lancaster County River Trail in Lancaster County, Pennsylvania.
For Kris ...
Today is your wedding day ...
l know that you will be a beautiful bride
Best wishes to you and Adji for a happy life together
奉納舞 雀踊り
Dedication Dance by the maiko of Gionkobu at Hanagasa parade of Gion Festival.
ILCE-7M2 & FE 85mm f1.8
This was an interesting one. Kiall and myself headed up to Lostock Dam on the weekend to take advantage of the clear skies we’ve been having lately. We had a rough location in mind at the dam, but didn’t really know how to access it. Turned out the only way there was to go tramping through a dairy farm, which the bewildered farmer kindly allowed us to do. Getting to our location was hard enough – lots of elevation gains and losses, clambering up and down very steep, slippery and unstable hills. There were many ‘near misses’ – I came close to a rolled ankle or a fall on several occasions. 30-40 minutes later we arrived at a spot we liked; dreading the return trip to the car in the dark. We had no idea what we were in for…
After around four hours of shooting we decided to head back, which was an interesting challenge to say the least. Large parts of the dairy farmer’s property are impassable – sheer drop-offs and thick, impenetrable bush being the most common barriers. We were never ‘lost’ per se – once we got to the top of the hill on his property we were able to see the lights of his house in the distance, but we could not work out how to get back. After a lot of wasted time and energy, we finally made our way back to the car – with the return trip taking a tidy hour and a half.
This was definitely a shot that required a measure of dedication to achieve.
Nikon D800
Nikon 16-35 f4 VR
230x 60s exposures stacked in Photoshop CC