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Antietam National Battlefield Park, Maryland.
This lovely Maryland countryside is quiet today, simple farmland near the small city of Sharpsburg. Gentle rolling hills, clusters of vibrant trees and fields of corn adorn the area to make for a generally beautiful landscape.
But on September 17th, 1862, this ground endured the single bloodiest day in United States military history, the Battle of Antietam, named after the creek that defined much of the battlefield. This tragic battle during the American Civil War cost a combined total of 22,717 dead, wounded, or missing, and their loss echoes here today in monuments, legacy fences, and key historic locations as part of the Antietam National Battlefield Park. The Park is well worth visiting and surprisingly beautiful, an interesting contrast to the battle that took place there.
This photo was taken from the Sunken Road Observation Tower, looking Southwest.
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The Old Man of Storr, on the Isle of Skye, Scotland, is so abundantly photographed that it may seem impossible to find new angles or views to capture. A short hike from my camp site provided this beautiful early evening shot.
The ancient hill fort wall of Dun Gerashader echoing the distant prominent spike of The Old Man himself. I'm no landscape photographer, otherwise I would have been better prepared for this shot, but my 200mm telephoto and monopod was sufficient for a single shot image.
Cropped and re-edited with some light colour grading and a reminder to myself of a wonderful but brief holiday on The Isle of Skye just last year. Enjoy!
I was listening to Pink Floyd, "Echoes", and this image came to my mind.
It's, by far, the most spectacular sky I've ever seen.
Nov. 2015.
Apologies to my old friends, who probably have seen it on my previous account.
Happy Sunday!
Pink Floyd - Echoes
Hurtin' Buckaroos reggae version
www.youtube.com/watch?v=aVUIaiMcDPY
Overhead the albatross
hangs motionless upon the air
And deep beneath the rolling waves
in labyrinths of coral caves
The echo of a distant time
comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine
Another Black and White image, leftover from the Fall project. Once I tinted this with a greenish sepia and looked at the long shadows I thought of the work of Surrealist, Giorgio de Chico. His classic Surrealist paintings always had green skies with light coming in from low on the horizon, casting very long shadows. So I thought of this as an "echo" of his work.
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Black and White Pano-Sabotage in the service of Surrealism.
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Cloudless everyday you fall
Upon my waking eyes
Inviting and inciting me to rise
And through the window in the wall
Come streaming in on sunlight wings
A million bright ambassadors of morning
Pink Floyd - Echoes
Olympus om1n, 28mm Zuiko, Y2-filter
Tri-x 400 pushed 800 Rodinal
Ruderi della chiesa di sant'Antonio abate.
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Nearly 152 years after the Union Pacific spiked 56 pound rail on hand-hewn ties, a hot Denver to Salt Lake City UPS train rolls through Echo Canyon, Utah on April 10, 2021. Signs of spring abound on this fine day, including brilliant sunshine, blue skies, and greening vegetation along the right of way. These grasses attempt to cloak an ever-present layer of coal cinders from passing steam powered trains, replaced by diesels more than six decades ago.
When planning my recent trip to Utah, I found myself with a free Sunday, so I figured I'd shoot the former Rio Grande or the Union Pacific main line. Having done well on Soldier Summit before (and by "well" I mean I have seen trains, which is pretty astounding considering the lack of traffic there now), I opted to do the Union Pacific main line through Echo Canyon. "It's the UP main line!" I thought, "they're always running trains!" Well, they are, unless UP blows a train up near Rock Springs the day before. Despite the main line being almost shutdown due to the derailment, I still got one train: an eastbound at Echo Canyon. No complaints from me about this being the one train of the day.
A watch bearing the patina of years, the yellowed pages of a forgotten book, and intricately woven lace—fragments of a past that still breathes through delicate details. Each object tells a story, an echo of bygone times when life moved at a slower pace and things were made to last. This composition captures the essence of nostalgia and the quiet charm of a vanished era.