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I have driven past this barn many, many times (mostly for work) and never realized it was a 'Rock City' barn. It actually is double sided with writing on both roofs (stay tuned for the other side). I also believe that this barn has been added on to since the lettering on the roof (what is left of it) stops several feet short of the rear of the barn. If fact, it barely gets across the middle of the barn and this is not what most of these look like. This view is as you pass the barn driving east on TN-30 toward Spencer, Tennessee. As you can see, it is very close to the road as you drive past but you still have to look closely to see the text on the tin roof.
Three bracketed photos were taken with a handheld Nikon D7200 and combined with Photomatix Pro to create this HDR image. Additional adjustments were made in Photoshop CS6.
"For I know the plans I have for you", declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." ~Jeremiah 29:11
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An interesting mid 60s camera. Fast lens. Spring-driven bottom wind. Fully electronic shutter which needs a large uncommon mercury cell.
Reconstructions of Bronze Age houses built just off lakeshores in the Pfahlbauten Museum in Unteruhldingen.
Paul Claudel’s reflections on the crucifixion are gathered in a meditation on the Apostle’s Creed titled I Believe in God. When Jesus was trying to get across to his disciples what their discipleship would involve, particularly the mother of the sons of Zebedee, he talked about servants and slaves and declared, “[T]he Son of man came not to be served but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many” (Matt 20:28). Claudel observes, centuries later, “Well, if it is true that you came to serve, I daresay you got what you were after!” and then criticizes the casual attitude we have toward Christ in the liturgy: “It is painful to know that you are here at our disposal and that we can think of no better use for you than to help pass that tedious half hour before dinner on Sunday.”6 Familiarity has deadened our amazement. “A god is about to die before our eyes. . . . On the very brink of this act by which all things exist he found no way to defend himself from the shaft of love. The earth trembles and gapes, the curtain of the temple is torn from top to bottom, the graves vomit up their dead. There is a universal shuddering of the whole creation around the cross. On all sides things break asunder and yawn open.”7 The first creation, the one we stained with sin, had to be split open so that the seed of new life could find its way to the surface. And to plant such a seed in ourselves, we, too, must be split open. The blows of the hammer upon the nails in his hands must be redirected to us in order to crack us open. But this feels impossible, Claudel laments. “I feel that I have undertaken something beyond my strength. These wings of wood, how can I adjust them to sit on my shoulders?”
-LITURGICAL MYSTICISM, DAVID W. FAGERBERG
As anyone who has driven past Plymouth will know, the city's emblem is Smeaton's Tower, the former Eddystone lighthouse which was taken down after the rock it was standing on cracked. The lighthouse, which was designed by John Smeaton in the 18th century, was re-erected on Plymouth Hoe. This overlooks Plymouth's seafront, which is practice is a series of terraces with cafes and an Art Deco swimming pool on the side of Plymouth Sound. There is a very tiny beach which is revealed at low tide. This was taken from Mount Edgcumbe Country Park on the Cornish side of Plymouth Sound. In the far distance can be seen the western edge of Dartmoor.
I have driven the A4440 to Malvern passing under the new footbridge at St. Peters in Worcester, UK several times last year and each time I passed it was a little more complete but still not open to the public.
So, I was quite surprised last week when driving past again that it was no full open and accessible. So, wanting a quick run out with the car I thought Id take my camera and check out the view from the bridge.
Note to self, and I need to be more mindful of cars changing lanes!
A trip to Nottingham University this weekend to drop our son for his 1st year studying there. Turns out his accommodation is 1 minute walk alway from a campus i'd always wanted to go to for the architecture, so managed a quick 1/2hr of photos at lunchtime
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Stephan Frontenac sitting at his table, he sees Beth come up to his dock in a small motor boat driven by someone else. He sees her wave the boat away and start walking towards his home. He watches her dancers grace, those composed precise and trained movements that made him fall in love with her. He smiles and nods in her direction, waiting for her to come closer before he speaks.
beth Latynina steps carefully onto the dock as dismissing the driver would just take an moment to look around. Slight wrinkle of nose to the smell of the swamp reminding her of years past tredging around in the sewers with Stephan. Still looking as young and beautiful as ever. Would walk over to where she sees her husbamd sitting. Lips drawn into an smile as speaks," so this is where you have been hiding lately?.."
Stephan Frontenac stands up and walks over to beth, taking her hands in his and saying “I thought it was time for me to leave the beaches for a back bayou somewhere.” He looks around finding the smell of decay in the swamp rather pleasant and says with a content smile “With Libby in Midian, this seemed like a logical choice.”
beth Latynina: slender hands curl within your own as just laughs," yes and am surprised you did not do it long ago.." stepping in closer to you bringing with her the coying scent of perfume you love so much. Body shifts as lips part pressing to your in an lingering kiss," Whispering then," well i thought it wise to come and check up on you both..."
[stephan Frontenac looks around and notices his complet lack of a sofa. He shrugs a little to himself and says "I'm happy to see you love, you always make my whole body tingle in happiness when I see you, especially when it's been too long."
[ beth Latynina shifts curling along your side one hand resting to your chest." so tell me what our daughter has been up too? She has yet to return my phone calls.."
[ Stephan Frontenac had been debating which bad news to tell Beth first, about Libby or Ashagi, but thankfully she directed the conversation. He frowns a little at her question and just blurts it out "It's been hard on her, she's had to grow up fast. She was raped a few weeks ago and she's made enemies with the Noble family somehow. I'm not unconvinced the two are unrelated. Cute little Phoebe Noble, Cait's daughter if you remember her, turned into more of a monster then her father."
beth latynina blinks as had been so afraid of that," I was so hoping she would not have to go though that. Physically she is alright? There was no permanate damage?.." frowning when you speak of Cait's daughter." is such an shame. As emember she was always so sweet and shy everytime I met her." sighs," well Libby is smart and strong. You have someone watching her?"
This is a photo of the sunlight refracting through wind driven ripples in a shallow stream at Clam Harbour Beach.
A quick stopover at home.
I've driven past these willow trees at least 100 times in the last few years, as they're located just a hundred meters from the highway (A4 between Ottendorf Okrilla and Pulsnitz). And almost every time, they called to me, and I knew I had to take a closer look at them sometime. Well, finally, sometime was last week.
And even though the weather was rainy and gray all day (basically, all week), I was lucky that the clouds parted shortly before sunset, and I was blessed with this magical view.
So I didn't even care that I came home with wet feet again because of the deep, rain-soaked grass I had to walk through.
Ein kurzer Zwischenstop in der Heimat.
An diesen Weiden bin ich in den letzten Jahren schon mindestens 100 Mal vorbei gefahren, denn sie stehen nur hundert Meter von der Autobahn entfernt (A4 zwischen Ottendorf Okrilla und Pulsnitz). Und so ziemlich jedes Mal haben sie nach mir gerufen und ich wusste, die muss ich mir irgendwann einmal genauer ansehen. Nun. Irgendwann war schlußendlich letzte Woche.
Und obwohl das Wetter den ganzen Tag über (im Grunde die ganze Woche) regnerisch und grau war, hatte ich Glück, dass sich kurz vor Sonnenuntergang die Wolkendecke öffnete und ich mit diesem magischen Anblick beschenkt wurde.
Da war es mir dann auch egal, dass ich, wegen dem tiefen regennassen Gras durch das ich laufen musste, mal wieder mit nassen Füßen nach Hause gekommen bin.
Zenit
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“She had never driven far alone before. The notion of dividing her lovely journey into miles and hours was silly; she saw it as a passage of moments, each one new, carrying her along with them, taking her down a path of incredible novelty to a new place. The journey itself was her positive action, her destination vague, perhaps nonexistent. She might never leave the road at all, but just hurry on and on until the wheels of the car were worn to nothing and she had come to the end of the world.”
Shirley Jackson, The Haunting of Hill House
PARAGON (2016), replay editor
4800x2700 (SRWE), resized to 1440p
-Saturaion tweaks added in Photoshop
-ReShade v1.1 (*tested some ambient light settings)
Credit for this one has to go to Westofscotlandbuses of this parish; a fine spot, apparantly automatic too and driven like tomorrow wasn't coming.
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Moment from past. After 1820 kilometers driven , three times being ditched, twice caught by severe snow storms with hurricane like wind speeds it was my first trip to Iceland and it was love at first sight.
Shot taken in December, 2015. It was a perfect day. A beautiful sunrise, sunset and clear night sky with amazing auroras. All paved way for what was to become the worst winter storm of last 20 years in Iceland.It's true what they say: it is always calm before the storm.
Setup:
- Canon EOS 5D Classic
- Nikon AF-S NIKKOR 20mm f/1.8G ED - f/1.8
- ISO 1250
- 20 seconds
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My wife and I were on our way to the Sonoma coast last week to photograph the heavy surf and weather. We've driven Highway 37 many times and spotted this oddity along the North side of the highway. Every time we passed it in the past we were wishing we had a long lens to capture it. This trip we both had long lenses. Ale remembered last minute and grabbed her camera. It was pouring down rain but she rolled the window down anyway and managed to capture this. I'm driving at 55mph and she's looking through the viewfinder... "Where is it? Where is it?" and I'm thinking "Really?!"
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What is Straô
Straô is an annual event on a number of Saturdays in the late winter and spring, where the feet of the horses in the sea 'washed'. The villages on the west side of Schouwen-Duiveland have their own straô celebration.
An annual village festival where the feet of the horses are "washed" in the sea. The villages on the west side of Schouwen-Duiveland all have their own "Straô viering". Eight weeks before Easter.
Between the fifty and one hundred heavy Zealand horses are driven into the sea on a number of consecutive Saturdays. The riders in traditional outfit. The horses are decorated and decorated with wreaths of flowers. The heavy hooves raise the water high, the sand thrusts in all directions as the colossus shake in the direction of water. What is called impressive?
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