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In the background the Kölner Dom (cathedral). The bridge over the river Rhine is filled to the rim with lovelocks.
We decided to go camping by the lake and buy a space for ourselves. We arrived at around 7 p.m., then we got our tents up, fire started and we started to cook some food. When it was time for a sunset, I went to the beach to take some photos and this is the result. Interesting sky and colors, it was calm and beautiful evening.
WWII Fire control towers at Cape Henlopen State Park. on the Rehoboth Beach side, Delaware. The towers somehow remind me of the Pacman video game, each with a "mouth" to gobble up the wind and rains.
ABC 6126
Finishing off a very successful day around Teesside, 66532 is again seen at Hunt Cliff, this time in the evening and bang on time working 6F26 18:28 Boulby - South Bank.
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Burnham-on-Sea Low Lighthouse, Somerset
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Said to have many health benefits, especially for older folk. Even if it doesn't, the flowers which bloom in the evening are so bright and cheerful that it does one good just to see them. My garden seems to have been taken over by wild flowers!
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Steel & JaShanti's Backdrop
~Attire:
ED. - E-Clipse Design - Jump Top & Shorts
~Shoes:
REIGN - Mya Wedge Sneakers
~Hair:
AD - Analog Dog - Glamp
~"Saibon" My Pet was adopted from:
[REZZ ROOM] Imperial Doberman Animesh
Bus pulling into a stop on Bruntsfield Plac, in front of Cafe Grande and Project Coffee. Improvised night shot, sitting the camera on a handy bollard to steady it.
This was my first visit to Smith Rock, so being me I naturally avoided the traditional image and went off the beaten track looking unique compositions. Unfortunately, we had a bit of a tame evening in terms of color, but I really like the mood in this image and the lovely pattern in the foreground rock.
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- Pentax K1, Pentax 15-30mm - 6 exposures focus stacked @18mm f/11 1/6th sec ISO 100
- Processed in Lightroom and Photoshop
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Processed in GIMP 2.8.16
An evening stroll and the sun at a low angle making the bridge appear golden.
Anoitecendo...
Rio Sorraia - Coruche - Portugal
Pentax K-1 Marck II + smc Pentax-K 28mm f2.0 "Hollywood"
Chania Venetian Harbour
The Venetian harbour of Chania was built by the Venetians between 1320 and 1356. The harbour was used for commerce and also to control the Sea of Crete against pirates.
The Venetian harbour had room for 40 galleys, but it constantly silted up and was never very deep, so it kept having to be dredged, a difficult job with the equipment of the time.
On its north side the harbour is protected by a breakwater. Near the middle of this is a small bulwark like a gun emplacement and the tiny chapel of St Nicholas. This was where the Venetians and Turks executed condemned prisoners.
The Firkas Fortress at the harbour entrance and the St Nicholas bastion in the middle of the breakwater defended the harbour from raiders.
Today, the Venetian harbour offers moorage for fishing boats and other small craft, while the commercial and passenger port of Chania is seven kilometres to the east, in Souda Bay.
The lighthouse is a distinctive feature of the harbour. It was built at the harbour entrance by the Venetians and restored in its present form by the Egyptians (1830-1840). The lighthouse of the Venetian harbour of Chania always fascinates visitors and is one of the most-photographed monuments in Crete.
www.explorecrete.com/chania/EN-chania-05-venetian-harbour...
The next evening, the post-coital bliss of the hunt had worn off, and I sat contemplating my own monstrousness. I had come a far way from the humans on whom I preyed. I had once been like them: weak, oblivious of the dark, full of the petty concerns of day to day existence. I read newspaper accounts of the event: there'd been an attack at a popular gay cruising spot, blood had been found, but no victims would come forward. Various theories abounded that it was a hate crime, while others blamed the victims, characterizing the attack as some kind of divine vengeance for their immorality. I had to laugh at that one - if they only knew there were much worse things out there than gay sex! I wasn't worried about the human justice system catching up with me, as no one actually believed in vampires. If the guy who'd rescued his friend tried to report me, they'd likely prescribe some drugs for him and place him in the same category as people who saw flying saucers.
I wasn't even worried about the others of my kind - they tended to slink around in the shadows, or blow a lot of hot air without ever following up on their empty threats. No, the danger came from my own self-disgust. It goaded me into riskier and riskier acts. One day, I was sure to go too far. That day hadn't come yet.
I watched the inky shadows seep across the remains of the evening and thought about what had brought me to this existence...