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ANNAPOLIS, Md. (Aug. 11, 2020) Plebe Summer leadership and Midshipmen 4th Class, or plebes, from the United States Naval Academy Class of 2024 execute evening meal formation during Plebe Summer, a demanding indoctrination period intended to transition the candidates from civilian to military life. 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. (Photo courtesy Midshipman 3rd Class Mark Austria)
Its the twilight I suppose,
I see that painting there,
A tune floats across - Piano Man he played,
Tip my hat, say hello and on my way I go.
Chanced upon him after stepping out from work, disappointed that I didn't get my perfect shot of a London Eye capsule against the setting sun. Later in the evening I chanced upon this software which allows one to add a retro feel to a shot. And this is the output which I wanted. Just the way I had visualised it.
The original is in the comments section. Which one you think is better?
Evening Delight on the CSX River Sub as the Bakken Crude Oil Train CSX K040-28 makes its voyage south at Old Ravena. Today was a nice sunny day and to finish of the day when i got my last shot at Outlaw Flats i returned north to Ravenna and got a Meat Ball Sub Damnnnnn that warmed the soul up in me it was 23 degrees and falling
The evening grosbeaks were noticeable by their total absence from these parts last winter. Now that they're back they are sporting their lovely green spring beaks which match the vegetation around ther nests. Once done nesting the beaks revert to the ore common bone colour.
Class 52 1023 Western Fusilier stands at Westbury Depot on a lovely June evening. 06/06/1974 Other loco,s there that sunny evening were 1005 1015 1031 1034 1049 1057 1063 47032 47063 47085 47097 47137 46010 46028 31110 31286 33017 33030 7026.
image Kevin Connolly - All rights reserved so please do no use this without my explicit permission
Late at night by Lake Þingvallavatn. My daughter is posing for me and in the back is the beautiful evening sky - colored partly red from the midnight sun. She is wearing a traditional Icelandic sweater - a gift from our dear friend Rósa who lives at the other side of the lake. The scarf is a big fashion hit in Iceland now.:)
Cup O'Joe's, 6 PM on a Monday evening.
"I'm tellin ya Fitz, things are gonna get real bad here real soon".
Detective Fitzgerald sat quietly sipping his coffee while he let his partner finish his familiar rant.
"That Crimson Cape,".
"Cloak, sir" interrupted Fitz, like he did every time.
"Whatever" continued Detective Napolinski.
"That guy's doing whatever he wants up in New Brickton and now Brickhaven's got things going on too. Of course it's gonna spill over here. Look at all the stuff that's happened in the past few months. Bodies flying out of windows, strange things going on at the docks, and that STUD Labs coming to town....." Detective Napolinski stopped in mid rant, having spilled some of his coffee, like always.
"We don't need those criminals and vigilantes coming to New Blok and causing more trouble. Damnit, get me a napkin".
Fitz gave the waitress a sympathetic yet grateful glance as she came over with a rag.
"You know, sir" began Fitz. "Maybe those 'vigilantes' are what's keeping their criminals from 'spilling' over to New Blok".
"Hrmmph" mumbled Napolinski as he checked to see if any coffee had spilled on his jacket.
"Maybe New Blok has some vigilantes of it's own". Fitz said before taking another sip.
Napolinski looked up suddenly.
"What!?! Oh great, just what this town needs......copycats!!"