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Seen here approaching Bidston is Arriva Trains Wales 150250, pictured working 2F66 from Wrexham Central which was delayed by approximately 15 minutes due to signalling problems. 2/11/17
View of the tarp covered field at Nationals Park during a severe weather-rain delay during the Nationals vs. Phillies game played on August 21, 2011.
But fans were not dampened
Megan Moroney, despite the delay because of lightning in the middle of her set, and Tyler Hubbard lit up the Bobcat stage at the York State Fair on Friday night, drawing in hordes of enthusiastic fans. The dynamic duo both put on a captivating performance that had the crowd jumping to their feet and singing along to every song. With their spirited tunes and magnetic stage presence, Moroney and Hubbard delivered an unforgettable concert experience that left everyone wanting more. The York State Fair proved to be the perfect setting for this electric show, providing a lively and energetic atmosphere that perfectly complemented the high-octane performance.
LockedIN Magazine photographer Rick "Beetle" Bailey of @bbphotographer58 and @MyMidAtlantic was at the fairgrounds to keep our fans #LockedIN.
Take a moment to #StayActive with #LockedINMagazine and ask yourself #RuLockedIN
LAX flight delay leads to staring around at walls, people and sometimes ceilings. Maybe I was just bored but the architecture was very interesting.
We have had no snow for weeks and sun was shining for weeks and then spring got interrupted...
This is for sure also valid for Stockholm:
Battle scarred P42 62 leads the CARDINAL north through Dyer, IN. The train slowed for a CN petcoke train heading east, with the BC Rail heritage unit on the rear in DPU. Let's go find that one, shall we!?
Photo by John Eagan
Define:
1. lack of patience.
2. eager desire for relief or change; restlessness.
3. intolerance of anything that thwarts, delays, or hinders.
Yes I have that ;-/ with my "photography"
Honestly, sometimes I do not know why I'm doing this. My problem is that every time I do something I have to be good at it. I know it takes practice, but........ I'm impatient!
I got into photography a year ago, all I know about it I learned itself, from books and from You on Flickr. (Thank You for that ♥)
But I'm still not happy with my photos, I always know that I could better.
I have still so much to learn; working with light, composition and working in photoshop, oh yes this is my biggest issue, and editing on my old laptop is a nightmare. I bet that the colors on this picture are completely different on yours computers than on my.
Sorry for whining, it's my another flaw haha
I can only hope that someday I will be half as good as many of you on flickr ;-)
and finally I will be proud of your pictures.
You have no idea how many of you I admire and envy the talent!!! ♥♥♥
xoxo
Emotion for My Four Hens Photography
and
I for February's Alphabet Fun
Typhoon Muifa leaves thousands stranded at Jeju International airport Sunday night as over 300 flights were delayed or cancelled.
NATURE'S POWER
"I awoke to the faint sounds of wind and rain lightly pattering against my bedroom window. I was surprised as Typhoon Muifa was expected to arrive soon. Little did I know it was just the calm before the storm...
As if on queue, loudspeakers began to blare all around my apartment complex, announcing the imminent arrival of the typhoon. Within minutes powerful gusts of wind reaching speeds of more than 100 km/hr and heavy torrents of rain battered my windows relentlessly. I made some breakfast, sat down on my sofa and opened my computer. I was ready to wait out the storm until it had passed.
Over the next hour the winds gained strength. My windows shook violently until, suddenly, there was a loud crash as all the windows on my veranda shattered, throwing shards of glass across my room. When the winds had died down a few minutes later, I went to my veranda to inspect the damage. The floor was flooded and there was broken glass everywhere, the window frames now bent husks...
The eye of the storm passed over Jeju at about 3pm. I waited for another hour just to make sure it was safe and then I made my way to my car, intent on documenting the impact of the storm. Signs of the storm's wrath were everywhere: a collapsed sign on a sidewalk near Ora stadium, a mass of debris piled up around the entrance of a corner store near City Hall, a broken tree branch blocking traffic near Yongduam.
I arrived at Tapdong at about 7 pm. Huge waves rolled across the ocean and crashed into the sea wall behind E-Mart. A solitary couple walked dangerously along the adjacent boardwalk as sheets of rain poured down. I rushed out of my car and as I ran towards them to snap a picture, strong winds ripped my baseball hat off my head and it flew into the sea...
I entered the airport an hour later and was met by a scene of total chaos. As all flights had been delayed or cancelled, hundreds of people milled about the departures area or crowded into the shops, madly buying up all the snacks they could find, while others rested on flattened cardboard boxes on the floor, glum looks of exhaustion on their faces. An older man was arguing with a young airline representative about his flight to the mainland. There was no chance he would fly home tonight.
As I drove back to my apartment, the winds picked up speed again. Typhoon Muifa was not yet ready to release its grip on the island. This was going to be a long night..."
www.jejuweekly.com/news/articleView.html?idxno=1817
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ANNAPOLIS, Md. (Dec. 21, 2021) Faculty, family and friends attend the class of 2021 delayed graduation held at Memorial Hall at the US Naval Academy. As the undergraduate college of our country's naval service, the Naval Academy prepares young men and women to become professional officers of competence, character, and compassion in the U.S. Navy and Marine Corps.(U.S. Navy photo by Stacy Godfrey/Released)
Closeup of a Mercury Delay Line (a type of computer memory). Now obsolete. Saw this at the Computer History Museum, Mountain View CA.
"Echo 2009" - Verleihung des grössten europäischen Musikpreises am 21. 02. 2009 in der O2 World-Arena in Berlin.
© 2009 by SpreePiX Media Deutschland-
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68007 "Valiant" and 68003 "Astute" on a fully loaded and heavily delayed (844 minutes to be precise) 4M48 Mossend Euroterminal to Daventry DRS (Tesco)
With time ticking away, the Blackhawks are whistled for a penalty. You can see the referee's arm raised to signal the delayed call.
Ive been a Penguins fan since I was 8 years old, but this was my first trip to see the Pens in Pittsburgh. I couldnt have asked for a better experience. Not only was the Consol staff extremely friendly and helpful, but the Pens tied it late on a Kris Letang power play goal. They ended up winning in a shootout with Sidney Crosby scoring the final goal--right in front of me.
Consol Energy Center. Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.
Due to delay of deliverence of the new locos Litra ME and the fact that the NoHab MY/MX were not suitable for increasing traffic around Copenhagen, the DSB rented DB BR 220 to help out in Funen/Jutland driving doubletractio, the MZ II 1411 - 1426 were relocatet to Copenhagen Depot to relieve the MY/MX, which from then were mostly occupied with freighttrains. The lack of ME delaid the renovation of MZ II,so that 1424 was the last in line for the new design.
A damaged apartment the day after...
NATURE'S POWER
"I awoke to the faint sounds of wind and rain lightly pattering against my bedroom window. I was surprised as Typhoon Muifa was expected to arrive soon. Little did I know it was just the calm before the storm...
As if on queue, loudspeakers began to blare all around my apartment complex, announcing the imminent arrival of the typhoon. Within minutes powerful gusts of wind reaching speeds of more than 100 km/hr and heavy torrents of rain battered my windows relentlessly. I made some breakfast, sat down on my sofa and opened my computer. I was ready to wait out the storm until it had passed.
Over the next hour the winds gained strength. My windows shook violently until, suddenly, there was a loud crash as all the windows on my veranda shattered, throwing shards of glass across my room. When the winds had died down a few minutes later, I went to my veranda to inspect the damage. The floor was flooded and there was broken glass everywhere, the window frames now bent husks...
The eye of the storm passed over Jeju at about 3pm. I waited for another hour just to make sure it was safe and then I made my way to my car, intent on documenting the impact of the storm. Signs of the storm's wrath were everywhere: a collapsed sign on a sidewalk near Ora stadium, a mass of debris piled up around the entrance of a corner store near City Hall, a broken tree branch blocking traffic near Yongduam.
I arrived at Tapdong at about 7 pm. Huge waves rolled across the ocean and crashed into the sea wall behind E-Mart. A solitary couple walked dangerously along the adjacent boardwalk as sheets of rain poured down. I rushed out of my car and as I ran towards them to snap a picture, strong winds ripped my baseball hat off my head and it flew into the sea...
I entered the airport an hour later and was met by a scene of total chaos. As all flights had been delayed or cancelled, hundreds of people milled about the departures area or crowded into the shops, madly buying up all the snacks they could find, while others rested on flattened cardboard boxes on the floor, glum looks of exhaustion on their faces. An older man was arguing with a young airline representative about his flight to the mainland. There was no chance he would fly home tonight.
As I drove back to my apartment, the winds picked up speed again. Typhoon Muifa was not yet ready to release its grip on the island. This was going to be a long night..."
www.jejuweekly.com/news/articleView.html?idxno=1817
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Please view my stream LARGE on black:
DMac 5D Mark II's photos on Flickriver
Follow me on Twitter @ twitter.com/#!/dmac5dmark2
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ANNAPOLIS, Md. (Dec. 21, 2021) Faculty, family and friends attend the class of 2021 delayed graduation held at Memorial Hall at the US Naval Academy. As the undergraduate college of our country's naval service, the Naval Academy prepares young men and women to become professional officers of competence, character, and compassion in the U.S. Navy and Marine Corps.(U.S. Navy photo by Stacy Godfrey/Released)
33109 at Rawtenstall running round the delayed 1000 from Heywood before working the 1105 back to Heywood.
By my count, Fox News is delayed the least. CNBC and MSNBC are each about 2.5 seconds behind. CNN is a full 3 seconds behind Fox News.
A few days ago now, my plane to Switzerland was delayed. This meant that I was kicking around Newark for a couple of extra hours... late night Newark airport is pretty, uh, boring to say the least. This started the epic journey that basically was me waiting around airports. My suitcase didn't make it to Geneva (it missed a connecting flight by a couple of minutes), so I ended up kicking around Geneva airport for a few hours as well before being able to catch the train to my aunt's place.
[I went for a few days for my Grandmaman's 90th birthday celebrations (woo!!) - back now. The next couple of photos are from my incredibly brief sojourn there. I don't think my body even really knows what time it is anywhere anymore.]
The view out of the window when I first got on the plane (about an hour behind schedule) and about half an hour before we actually went (5 hours behind schedule).
That plane was hot too.
It was a 10 hour flight too :(
despite the generosity of the many folks who shared their lists of favorite handwritten verse images, the new book is being delayed until fall. more here
Some days we do so much stuff, there's not enough space to post all the pictures I take.
Take Monday.
Monday was back at work day, a day of meetings and getting documents reviewed, but also I would go up to that London in the evening. For an event.
Sunday night we went to collect Jen's car so Jools had a car to drive to work, and I could go to the station after work.
That done, all was set.
Thing is, could I think of a good enough excuse not to go? Because as I get older, it seems easier to bail on things we have agreed to do, or even bought tickets for.
So, with banks of fog and mist sweeping over St Maggies through the day, I check train times to see if there were delays, or the weather to see if the weather would get worse after dark.
As it happens, despite fog and mist, trains kept running as normal. And there was no weather warnings for the evening either.
So, I worked through the day, looking out of the windows as the village faded from the view at times.
I would go I decided.
So, after the last meeting in the afternoon, I packed away the work computer and took the Audi to drive to Dover Priory, finding a place to park very near the station, much to my surprise.
A day return cost £37, so I bought that and went for a pasty and Coke in the buffet to wait.
A high speed train gets us to London in 63 minutes, and after that, a three stop ride on the Piccadilly Line to Leicester Square would take me to the centre of the west end where the action might possibly be.
The train wasn't full, only between Folkestone and Ashford when love-lorn school kids got on, gossiping about someone who might or might not fancy them.
Bless.
At Ashford the train even waited for a connection from the Marsh Line, something no longer thought happens.
But does.
And then on to London.
There really is no better station to arrive into London.
Not as busy as I have seen, but lots of people milling around with suitcases, ready to travel.
I was making my way to the Piccadilly Line for a short ride to Leicester Square and the bright lights of the west end.
Arriving at Leicester Square, I fine neon everywhere and a Christmas Market set up in the middle.
For the snapper, it was a target rich environment.
Across Leicester Square, and over Piccadilly Circus to look up the curving Regency masterpiece that is Regent Street, already decked out ready for Christmas.
Back and into Chinatown, where it was packed. I mean packed so there was people jams. Most were from the far east, it seemed, and always struck me as odd that they would come to England and eat on the same food as back home. But then little different to package holidaymakers from England going to Spain in the 1970, dining on fry up and egg and chips.
I walked to Trafalgar Square, bought a Cajun hot dog and a coke, and ate that sitting on a bench looking at the reflections in the fountain pools around Nelson's Column.
I saw St Martin in the Fields was open, so I went in. There were teccy looking people setting up mics for a concert, so I had little time, but rattled off a few shots before their icy glares drove me back outside.
Oddly, I wasn't that hungry, so snacked through the day.
I went to find the venue for the event, a pub on the backstreets behind theatreland, I had half an hour, so waited and watched people before going in for a beer.
The event was a "thank you" for patrons of the music podcast I support. Other patrons came from all over London and the country, a couple from Dublin came too.
A soundtrack of party tunes was playing in the upstairs bar, and my selection, What's my Scene by The Hoodoo Gurus was playing.
I meet some old familiar faces, we make small talk and jokes, most music based.
Sadly, I had to leave just before nine, as I had an audit first thing in the morning, and I really needed to catch the twenty to ten train back to Dover, even then it would be nearly ten to eleven before I got back to Dover, and then a ten minute drive home.
So, outside the pub I flag down a cab and he takes me up to St Pancras, so quickly I had twenty minutes to wait before departure, indeed the train wasn't even waiting when I went up from street level.
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St Martin-in-the-Fields is a Church of England parish church at the north-east corner of Trafalgar Square in the City of Westminster, London. It is dedicated to Saint Martin of Tours. There has been a church on the site since at least the medieval period. It was at that time located in the farmlands and fields beyond the London wall, when it was awarded to Westminster Abbey for oversight.
It became a principal parish church west of the old City in the early modern period as Westminster's population grew. When its medieval and Jacobean structure was found to be near failure, the present building was constructed in an influential neoclassical design by James Gibbs in 1722–1726. The church is one of the visual anchors adding to the open-urban space around Trafalgar Square.
Excavations at the site in 2006 uncovered a grave from about A.D. 410.[3] The site is outside the city limits of Roman London (as was the usual Roman practice for burials) but is particularly interesting for being so far outside (1.6 km or 1 statute mile west-south-west of Ludgate), and this is leading to a reappraisal of Westminster's importance at that time. The burial is thought by some to mark a Christian centre of that time (possibly reusing the site or building of a pagan temple
The earliest extant reference to the church is from 1222, when there was a dispute between the Abbot of Westminster and the Bishop of London as to who had control over it. The Archbishop of Canterbury decided in favour of Westminster, and the monks of Westminster Abbey began to use it.[4]
Henry VIII rebuilt the church in 1542 to keep plague victims in the area from having to pass through his Palace of Whitehall. At this time it was literally "in the fields", occupying an isolated position between the cities of Westminster and London.
By the beginning of the reign of James I, the local population had increased greatly and the congregation had outgrown the building. In 1606 the king granted an acre (405 m²) of ground to the west of St Martin's Lane for a new churchyard,[5] and the building was enlarged eastwards over the old burial ground, increasing the length of the church by about half.[6] At the same time, the church was, in the phrase of the time, thoroughly "repaired and beautified".[6] Later in the 17th century, capacity was increased by the addition of galleries. The creation of the new parishes of St Anne, Soho, and St James, Piccadilly, and the opening of a chapel in Oxenden Street also relieved some of the pressure on space.[5]
As it stood at the beginning of the 18th century, the church was built of brick, rendered over, with stone facings. The roof was tiled, and there was a stone tower, with buttresses. The ceiling was slightly arched,[6] supported with what Edward Hatton described as "Pillars of the Tuscan and Modern Gothick orders".[6] The interior was wainscotted in oak to a height of 6 ft (1.8 m), while the galleries, on the north, south and west sides, were of painted deal.[6] The church was about 84 ft (26 m) long and 62 ft (19 m) wide. The tower was about 90 ft (27 m) high.[6]
A number of notables were buried in this phase of the church, including Robert Boyle, Nell Gwyn, John Parkinson and Sir John Birkenhead.
A survey of 1710 found that the walls and roof were in a state of decay. In 1720, Parliament passed an act for the rebuilding of the church allowing for a sum of up to £22,000, to be raised by a rate on the parishioners. A temporary church was erected partly on the churchyard and partly on ground in Lancaster Court. Advertisements were placed in the newspapers that bodies and monuments of those buried in the church or churchyard could be taken away for reinterment by relatives.
The rebuilding commissioners selected James Gibbs to design the new church. His first suggestion was for a church with a circular nave and domed ceiling,[7] but the commissioners considered this scheme too expensive. Gibbs then produced a simpler, rectilinear plan, which they accepted. The foundation stone was laid on 19 March 1722, and the last stone of the spire was placed into position in December 1724. The total cost was £33,661 including the architect's fees.[5]
The west front of St Martin's has a portico with a pediment supported by a giant order of Corinthian columns, six wide. The order is continued around the church by pilasters. In designing the church, Gibbs drew upon the works of Christopher Wren, but departed from Wren's practice in his integration of the tower into the church. Rather than considering it as an adjunct to the main body of the building, he constructed it within the west wall, so that it rises above the roof, immediately behind the portico,[7] an arrangement also used at around the same time by John James at St George, Hanover Square (completed in 1724), although James' steeple is much less ambitious.[7] The spire of St Martin's rises 192 ft (59 m) above the level of the church floor.[5]
The church is rectangular in plan, with the five-bay nave divided from the aisles by arcades of Corinthian columns. There are galleries over both aisles and at the west end. The nave ceiling is a flattened barrel vault, divided into panels by ribs. The panels are decorated in stucco with cherubs, clouds, shells and scroll work, executed by Giuseppe Artari and Giovanni Bagutti.[5]
Until the creation of Trafalgar Square in the 1820s, Gibbs's church was crowded by other buildings. J. P. Malcolm, writing in 1807, said that its west front "would have a grand effect if the execrable watch-house and sheds before it were removed" and described the sides of the church as "lost in courts, where houses approach them almost to contact".[8]
The design was criticised widely at the time, but subsequently became extremely famous, being copied particularly widely in the United States.[9] Although Gibbs was discreetly Catholic, his four-wall, long rectangular floor plan, with a triangular gable roof and a tall prominent centre-front steeple (and often, columned front-portico), became closely associated with Protestant church architecture world-wide.[10] In Britain, the design of the 1730s St Andrew's in the Square church in Glasgow was inspired by it. In India, St Andrew's Church, Egmore, Madras (now Chennai), is modelled on St Martin-in-the-Fields. In South Africa, the Dutch Reformed Church in Cradock is modelled on St Martin-in-the-Fields.
Various notables were soon buried in the new church, including the émigré sculptor Louis-François Roubiliac (who had settled in this area of London) and the furniture-maker Thomas Chippendale (whose workshop was in the same street as the church, St Martin's Lane[11]), along with Jack Sheppard in the adjoining churchyard. This churchyard, which lay to the south of the church, was removed to make way for Duncannon Street, constructed in the 19th century to provide access to the newly created Trafalgar Square.[12] Two small parcels of the churchyard survived, to the north and east of the church. The Metropolitan Public Gardens Association laid them out for public use in 1887; unusually for the MPGA, it paved them with flagstones as well as planted them with trees. For many years covered in market stalls, the churchyard has been restored including with the provision of seating.[13]
Before embarking for the Middle East Campaign, Edmund Allenby was met by General Beauvoir De Lisle at the Grosvenor Hotel and convinced General Allenby with Bible prophecies of the deliverance of Jerusalem. He told General Allenby that the Bible said that Jerusalem would be delivered in that very year, 1917, and by Great Britain. General Beauvoir de Lisle had studied the prophecies, as he was about to preach at St Martin-in-the-Fields.
The metal fatigue issues on the model were addressed quite superficially by flatting down the worst of the bubbled areas to improve the overall surface then a coat of etch primer and a couple of coats of finish colour.
Whilst I didn't feel it worth spending any real time on a model with a potentially very limited future, I didn't want to simply dump the thing.
It did receive a new replacement glazing unit, flasher lenses and boot lid, and the damaged interior was repaired and resprayed, so the finished model is actually quite acceptable for all its problems!
I don't really take pictures of people as I feel that is a weakness but I thought practice will help the cause.I was quite blunt about taking this picture...I hope he didnt mind!!