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Direct Rail Services venerable duo 37401 & 37422 blast under Old Alder Lane bridge at Winwick with a train of Plasser High Output Ballast Cleaners @ 14.07 this afternoon.
We were resigned to no chance of sun for this but it came out for a mere fifteen seconds and that was enough.
* Pole @ 5m.
On the low down (and, in fact, back on my belly) with a view along the Harbourside in Bristol looking towards the setting sun. strangely despondent feel about this one. Like the ending of a movie or something
4S44, DRS’ 1216 Daventry - Mossend snakes round the foot of Castle Hill, Abington on 16 July 2021 behind 88003 “Genesis”.
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De nuevo Atxabiribil, Sopelana (Bizkaia), en esa tarde de nubes grises potentes, viendo otro angulo de los posibles. Utilice un filtro ND 1.2 de Tiffen y un degradado 0.9 de Lee para dar ese aire de "fin del mundo" en el cielo. Con Photoshop aumente contraste y toque los niveles un pelin ya que estaba bastante bien de luz para mi gusto. Aumento de nitidez y filtro ruido para el cielo.
Direct Rail Services Class 68 diesel locomotive 68005 "Defiant"
6Z94 12.22 Crewe Basford Hall to Bescot Up Engineers Sidings
Bushbury, Wolverhampton, Staffordshire
Direct Rail Services Class 68 locomotives 68006 "Pride of the North" and 68008 "Avenger"
4S44 Daventry International Railfreight Terminal to Mossend Down Yard
Rugeley Trent Valley, Staffordshire
Direct achter de Oostenrijker zat de RE80 die pendelt tussen Treuchtlingen en Würzburg Hbf. Met strijklicht op de platte neus kon trein 55814 dankbaar worden vastgelegd. Winterhausen 10-08-2024
My house is built on hallowed ground and land that was reclaimed from the sea. It suits the essence of me and calms my spirit to walk in my garden knowing that it was left for many years, an abandoned place until the house was built and the stony and sandy ground where nothing much grew except ancient plants; wild flowers that blew in on the wind. Then someone planted trees from all four corners of the earth and plants that should not have survived began to flourish as if the roots of these trees breathed new life into the earth. There have been only a few guardians of this magical place and I am honoured to be the current guardian. At first I tried to plant what I liked; tried to enforce my will on this holy place, but in time I realised something … you cannot force a garden to grow; to bend to your will. A garden evolves slowly over time of it's own accord mostly and we, as guardians, should allow it to guide us. In this way I have found peace and happiness here and I embrace the changes of my ever-evolving garden. I seldom buy anything new to plant. I wait for the winds; I wait for the seasons; I witness the changes and I grow and evolve as a person in much the same way as my garden does. It is a joy to anticipate each new season; each new wind; and to see what appears. There is always something unexpected appearing. Life is full of surprises; of serendipitous moments. I wonder sometimes about these old trees. I think whoever planted them was guided and perhaps the garden welcomed the dappled shade on what once was a desert. Certainly I feel myself sometimes directed to introduce a new species. Perhaps I am guided also by a hand that I cannot fathom. We are not meant to understand everything. If we allow ourselves to just be, we may find, without effort, how our path unfolds with relative ease. I have found this to be the case. All those years of struggle and now I can just let go … it really is that easy to be content.
p.s. I was compelled reluctantly to remove a Laburnum tree that I thought might be harmful to my cats. I had always wanted such a tree with it's beautiful yellow flowers … but in it's place a Forsythia grew with a profusion of yellow flowers. I did not plant it! Magic? Yes, I believe so! : 0)
“I like gardening. It’s a place where I find myself when I need to lose myself. “
– Alice Sebold
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=xbx6aXhocew
IN ABANDONED PLACES - Raison d'Etre
Please enjoy the unique experience of this video.
Lieber Rolf, ich denke du wirst diesen Film zu schätzen wissen! : 0)
“We leave our footprints in a place to mingle with the echoes of all that went before; our heartbeats; our rhythm; the patterns of our lives.” - AP
I wander in the wilderness
my garden of delights
a jungle by the turquoise sea
a land so flat; the moon at night
shines down with silvery fingers
and touches the ground with magical spells
and come the breaking dawn of morning
all ills are banished and all is well
the dark and mysterious creatures
who loiter in the dusk
emerge in brilliant sunshine
with all-seeing eyes; an elephant tusk
protrudes and scythes the longest grasses
parts the meadow like the ancient sea
leaving behind a trail of crimson
flowers of sorrel and sweet harmony
reigns here as the King of the Jungle
seeks solace in the afternoon siesta
ignores the urban sounds outside
these walls; these trees; a back-firing Fiesta
alerts the songbirds from their idle rest
they flitter and flutter from tree to tree
and as I lie within the striped hammock
I swing and sing low to the sound of the breeze
a mist arises suddenly; springs up from the sea
settles a cloak; an air of mystery
around the shoulders of myself and the limbs
of the ancient trees as I sip my Pimms
I can barely keep my eyes from closing
the warmth of the air so cloying and deep
I find myself falling gently to the humming of bees
as I lapse now into a soundless sleep
I awake to find the blue sky black
lit by a billion diamonds or more
an infinite guide is laid out before me
the wisdom of ancient celestial stars of yore
some say when we see them
they have already died
long ago before our ancestors
what does this imply
do our eyes deceive us
or are we psychic or perhaps
we are more knowledgeable than we realise
all we need falls easily into our laps
but still we often ignore
the instincts that are given
override them; divide them
dilute them; we're driven
to only see clearly to the end of our noses
we fail to stop often to smell the scent of the roses
take stock; stand still
absorb the nature of all living things
for in this garden I discovered
nature brings happiness and happiness brings
peace of mind; plentiful bounty
the sweetest fruits of the earth
the love that will bind us
circumnavigate the world's girth
here I find every day all that I need
the flora; the fauna; all that set seed
and I've no desire to be anywhere else
as much as I desire to be here
in this garden full of Heaven
there is love; there is goodness that I hold dear
from the humblest of creatures
find the beauty in a fly
sing so loud like a blackbird
view the world through a child's eyes.
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My artwork is a blend of 4 of my photographs taken in my garden
When following this Heron, all manner of beasties showed up. I was trained on him, but saw some ducks fly into the area. They quickly landed and began to swim into my frame. Just as quickly, adjustments were made on the camera, then the lens, and a different story took fold.
The congestion was mounting, Geese, Heron, and Seals were now all present. Each going about their own business and for a moment, the ocean seamed crowded. However, all stayed in their lanes as traffic tends to do. And, the Heron stood like an intersection Officer from decades ago, directing traffic.
Mardi 8 février 2022, étant de passage à Roanne, petit détour sur la Loire afin d’immortaliser quelques trains. Le dernier train surpris en ce beau jour hivernal est le train Sibelin St Germain des Fossés 75018. Il est composé en ce jour là d’une habituelle UM de 75400 et de tombereaux qui seront chargés de Feldspath chez Imerys à Lavaufranche et iront ensuite à Modene en Italie.
Offered once again as a comparison to the preceding image of Amtrak 662 which was captured at nearly the same angle over 23 years later. Amtrak 916 leads a regional consist east through Edison, NJ. Based on the time of day and consist, this may have been train 95, the Old Dominion. Back then trains still carried names, although the "Northeast Direct" designation (a precursor to today's Northeast Regional service) did appear in the timetable as well.
AMTK 916 AEM-7
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“Direct observation of the luminous essence of nature is for me indispensable.”
Robert Delaunay
Have a terrific Sunday!!
A VOLTE E' MEGLIO NON NASCERE
La cavolaia è un insetto che fa parte della famiglia dei lepidotteri, possiamo vederlo svolazzare in fase adulta come farfalla, ma a preoccupare il coltivatore è il bruco, implacabile divoratore delle piante di cavolo.
Questo insetto infatti è temuto in agricoltura perché depone le sue uova proprio sulle foglie dei cavoli e in generale delle varie piante crucifere, dalle uova escono larve particolarmente voraci, che danneggiano rapidamente le verdure, sbranando le foglie.
Le larve nutrendosi delle foglie mangiucchiano i cavoli, dilaniando e sporcando l’ortaggio, provocando anche marcescenze. Quando le uova fanno nascere numerosi bruchi l’azione distruttiva può essere anche rapida e pregiudicare totalmente il raccolto delle piante colpite.
Le farfalle adulte invece non portano nessun danno diretto anche se ovviamente deponendo le uova sono la causa del problema e per questo è corretto contrastarle con trattamenti dedicati.
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SOMETIMES IT'S BETTER NOT TO BE BORN
The cavolaia is an insect that is part of the lepidoptera family, we can see it fluttering in the adult stage as a butterfly, but what worries the grower is the caterpillar, relentless devourer of cabbage plants.
In fact, this insect is feared in agriculture because it lays its eggs on the leaves of the cabbage and in general of the various cruciferous plants, particularly voracious larvae emerge from the eggs, which quickly damage the vegetables, tearing the leaves apart.
The larvae feeding on the leaves nibble on the cabbage, tearing and dirtying the vegetable, also causing rot. When the eggs give birth to numerous caterpillars, the destructive action can also be rapid and totally affect the harvest of the affected plants.
Adult butterflies, on the other hand, do not cause any direct damage even if obviously by laying eggs they are the cause of the problem and for this reason it is correct to fight them with dedicated treatments.
CANON EOS 6D Mark II con ob. CANON EF 100 mm f./2,8 L Macro IS USM
Alors que le soleil commence à décliner, silencieusement ils passèrent au dessus de moi. Juste le temps de déclencher et les voilà évaporés...
Eyes are organs of the visual system. They provide organisms vision, the ability to process visual detail, as well as enabling several photo response functions that are independent of vision. Eyes detect light and convert it into electro-chemical impulses in neurons. - Some eye have the power to stop time.
Thomas Dartigues alias @deck_two Prix Puvis de Chavannes 2017 et médaille d’or en peinture du Salon des Beaux Arts de la SNBA.
Photos prises le jeudi après-midi. J'espère que l'artiste aura pu terminer malgré la fermeture prématurée du Salon.
Alvia Madrid-Ferrol haciendo la "S" al cambiar de la nueva vía provisional a la antigua del trazado de siempre del directo Zamora-La Coruña. No tardando mucho no tendrá que hacer esa "S" y seguirá de frente por la vía que ya está tendida para levantar ese tramo que ahora enfila el Alvia. Zamora las 14'25 del domingo 22 de Septiembre de 2013.
Couldn’t help but take this photo (looking over a rock between us). Great Blue Heron just sitting at the edge of the bay.
Venice Beach, Venice, Los Angeles (California, USA). Martedì, 5 aprile 2016.
I was walking around the beach at sunset with my Polaroid, looking for a nice scene with the ocean, the sun going down... but nothing stood out.
While I was going back to where I came from, I met this group of guys playing football. One of them looked at the Polaroid and started doing that face "Oh, cool camera! Take us a picture!". I just replied: "If you'd just were playing by the ocean...".
This shot is the direct result of his answer: "Well, let's do it!".
Thanks again Sean, Joshua, Dante and Melik!
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- Fujifilm FP-100C
- Scanner Epson PerfectionV500