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A day out in the pouring rain, my waterproofs finally let some water in, which was a first but considering the conditions I put them through it was to be expected. With really low light I had to drop my shutter speed to get a nice clean image. Doing this can often result in motion blur in an image and therefore i usually bin them, but its always good to push the camera and myself to the limits to see what can be achieved. If you zoom in you can see the long rain drops blowing in from right down to left.
Canon 1Dx2
Canon 300mm f2.8 mk2
Manual mode, on a 3 Legged Thing Winston Tripod
1/20th second
f5.0
ISO 125
Cloudy WB
Processed in LR, slight sharpen and dropped the exposure -0.8
Expect the unexpected they say...
Believed to have most recently frequented at High Wycombe depot, a long-term loanee to Arriva Southern Counties from the Arriva Midlands operations, Optare Versa 2990 has now morphed at Harlow.
Also in sporting of the latest company livery, Optare Versa V1100 YJ09MKD (2990) passes above the M11 motorway on Church Road in Stansted Mountfitchet nearing the end of its Route 510 journey from Harlow to Stansted Airport 22/12/21
I think Peter expected to have a picture of the war memorial in the centre of Abergavenny and a Leyland National, but a grubby gold Mini scuppered him. The June 1974 Morris Mini's last liability was due 4th December 1985.
KDW 353P, the Leyland National, belongs to National Welsh, it has a DP48F body and it was new in October 1975 to Red & White (ND775). It carries the number ND 1407 and later with Wyedean livery it was numbered ND4575 when at Cinderford Depot.
The memorial is to the fallen of the 3rd Battalion of the Monmouthshire Regiment who were killed in the 1914-1918 war at Remmel, Yser Canal and The Somme.
Peter Shoesmith
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My firts 120 roll ever! It is a ASTIA 100, expired in July 2003. Color is not good. It has an overall magenta cast. I was expecting that.
Besides that, I'm in love with it!
No color correcting. Straight from my Imacon, in a standard sRGB profile.
Expect the unexpected and luxurious accommodation at No. 10 hotel in Preston, Lancashire.
Address: 10 Theatre St, Preston PR1 8BQ
I found this doe lying back at the edge of the woods in the backyard, taking what I'm sure is a heavy load off her hooves.
She looks just about ready, and will probably drop her fawn(s) any day now.
Time for the babies!
I expected this year to be tough. The convention was right in my backyard (how long had I wished for that to happen?) and yet, I decided to not attend (after wanting to attend for years). I worried that I would regret the decision, that there would be too many dolls I would want to buy on the secondary market (we know the pain of dealing with markups). Thankfully, the situation turned out not as painful.
The dolls were all pretty, the Poppy offerings were awesome, but I ended up wanting surprisingly few. After much deliberation, I got myself Nadja (complete) and only the complete outfit of Sting Agnes.
I don't regret not attending BUT I totally would if I were a Poppy fan. Now, waiting eagerly for my purchases to arrive :))
It's been awhile since I stopped by the retention pond behind the mall. Four Sandhill Cranes approached me just after I parked, as if they expected food. Hopefully no one is feeding them and they were just being curious. After I backed away they resumed foraging and preening.
Press "z" to enlarge.
Nikon D7500, 100-400mm Tamron lens
f/4.8, 122.0mm
1/1600, ISO 450
Hand held.
Wasn't expecting to see these in Dover today!, and this vehicle was on SouthEastern Trains Rail Replacement Services From Dover to Canterbury East and is one of 3 new arivals at YMS Travel this week, and was on its first day in service.
And be sure to check by my other acount: www.flickr.com/photos_user.gne?path=&nsid=77145939%40..., to see what else I saw Very Recently!!
I removed those two from Agfa Karat and Kodak Retina folding mini cameras dating from early fifties in hope tha they may be of that "kleinbuilt" optical design which evolved into Ultrons and Planars of those days.
Those two seems identical on the first look. Back and front assemblies are even interchangeable. I may switch them with no issues whatsoever.
So I expected identical results. And they are not. Retina Xenon has more just a hint sharper and less rounded balls of confusion in the right upper corner. I compared them later with Retina Xenon 50mm f1.9 (short MFD) and this one gives image identical to Karat Xenon. Pretty well rounded balls.
Unfortunately I am not able to open front group on any of those lenses and check (and clean them).
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Altocumulus,Also known as a mackerel sky.
My Backyard,Lockrose SE,Qld,Australia.
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Old Dominick Straight Tennessee Whiskey
TASTING NOTES
Expect vanilla, anise, tobacco, caramel and crème brûlée, with hints of oak on a smooth, medium finish. Underneath it all is a spicy rye backbone that raises the standard of what Tennessee Whiskey can be.
olddominick.com/spirits/straight-tennessee-whiskey/
Blue Note Crossroads
Finished with two types of toasted French oak staves, Crossroads sips like a lower proof bourbon but sits at a respectable 100 proof. Try it for yourself to see what’s so special about this offering.
TECHNICAL DETAILS
Product Type: Straight Bourbon Whiskey
Finish: Toasted French Oak
Proof & Filtration: 100 proof, unfiltered
Availability: Nationwide, Crafted in Memphis
www.bluenotebourbon.com/products/crossroads
Belle Meade Straight Bourbon Whiskey
TASTING NOTES
Nose: Maple syrup and caramel with floral fragrances and a citrus zest.
Palate: Caramel and vanilla with bold rye spice and hints of apricot.
Finish: Long, smooth finish with mellow cherry and plum notes accented by cinnamon, all without the burn found in other 90-proof bourbons.
www.bellemeadebourbon.com/products/belle-meade-bourbon
Whiskey day, 07/25/2023, Nashville, TN
Canon EOS-1DS
EF 35.0 mm ƒ/1.4 L
ƒ/1.4 35.0 mm 1/125 250
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So, I turn down a country road thinking I'll stop and take some photos of the setting sun and I see *this* in the very middle of the road.
love these letters made from wood :) picture from the same session.
natural light, picture taken indoor.
Well this one was a dud.
By the title and liner notes I was expecting a book about birding, what I got was the memoir of an overprotective mother, her awkward teenaged son, and her struggle to let go. It was obvious the family led a privileged lifestyle, so I found her constant whining over trivial issues a bit hard to stomach as well.
Not a book I would recommend. After all the woman even made a cruise around the Galapagos Islands in a private yacht sound boring.
Snow date during an unexpected snow storm in White Rock while walking on the pier
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This came out better than I had expected. I was hoping for some cool color and interesting texture. I got what I was hoping for and then some. It more alive than I thought it would be. I am a bit obsessed with my blue crackle glass as of late and today I decided to put some aloe gel on it and of course spray it with water(one of my favorite reflective elements) This is a macro shoot, studio lighting. Happy Wednesday! (what a long week this has been already hmmm...)
Maisy, the dog, Hannah and Cole await a new family member. She will be our 3rd granddaughter - all under 2 years.
You wouldn't expect to find such a jungle just minutes from the University of Florida campus in Gainesville, but here is Hogtown Creek in Alfred Ring Park. Hogtown Creek is protected by the Hogtown Greenway, a series of parks which trace its path through the city. For a short hike, I found Ring Park to be most scenic, and containing sights much more interesting than vastly longer hikes,
I twiddled by thumbs all morning. It was a blue/gray day with clouds everywhere (except to the west, behind the forest) and almost no contrast in the sky. It was too windy to work on my blue-morning project (it’s a surprise) so I just sat there.
I only knew sunrise had happened because I looked at my watch. But I sat there talking to some friends until, suddenly, God-beams started shooting out into the valley. I don’t know what I was expecting, but I wasn’t expecting that.
From the overlook at Monte Sano State Park in Huntsville, Alabama.
Nikon D7200 — Nikon 18-300mm F6.3 ED VR
300mm
F8@1/640th
ISO 400
Cropped
ROD_3431.JPG
©Don Brown 2023
This was taken on the corner of Spring & Mott Street, in the SoHo district of Manhattan.
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This set of photos is based on a very simple concept: walk every block of Manhattan with a camera, and see what happens. To avoid missing anything, walk both sides of the street.
That's all there is to it …
Of course, if you wanted to be more ambitious, you could also walk the streets of Brooklyn, Queens, Staten Island, and the Bronx. But that's more than I'm willing to commit to at this point, and I'll leave the remaining boroughs of New York City to other, more adventurous photographers.
Oh, actually, there's one more small detail: leave the photos alone for a month -- unedited, untouched, and unviewed. By the time I actually focus on the first of these "every-block" photos, I will have taken more than 8,000 images on the nearby streets of the Upper West Side -- plus another several thousand in Rome, Coney Island, and the various spots in NYC where I traditionally take photos. So I don't expect to be emotionally attached to any of the "every-block" photos, and hope that I'll be able to make an objective selection of the ones worth looking at.
As for the criteria that I've used to select the small subset of every-block photos that get uploaded to Flickr: there are three. First, I'll upload any photo that I think is "great," and where I hope the reaction of my Flickr-friends will be, "I have no idea when or where that photo was taken, but it's really a terrific picture!"
A second criterion has to do with place, and the third involves time. I'm hoping that I'll take some photos that clearly say, "This is New York!" to anyone who looks at it. Obviously, certain landscape icons like the Empire State Building or the Statue of Liberty would satisfy that criterion; but I'm hoping that I'll find other, more unexpected examples. I hope that I'll be able to take some shots that will make a "local" viewer say, "Well, even if that's not recognizable to someone from another part of the country, or another part of the world, I know that that's New York!" And there might be some photos where a "non-local" viewer might say, "I had no idea that there was anyplace in New York City that was so interesting/beautiful/ugly/spectacular."
As for the sense of time: I remember wandering around my neighborhood in 2005, photographing various shops, stores, restaurants, and business establishments -- and then casually looking at the photos about five years later, and being stunned by how much had changed. Little by little, store by store, day by day, things change … and when you've been around as long as I have, it's even more amazing to go back and look at the photos you took thirty or forty years ago, and ask yourself, "Was it really like that back then? Seriously, did people really wear bell-bottom jeans?"
So, with the expectation that I'll be looking at these every-block photos five or ten years from now (and maybe you will be, too), I'm going to be doing my best to capture scenes that convey the sense that they were taken in the year 2013 … or at least sometime in the decade of the 2010's (I have no idea what we're calling this decade yet). Or maybe they'll just say to us, "This is what it was like a dozen years after 9-11".
Movie posters are a trivial example of such a time-specific image; I've already taken a bunch, and I don't know if I'll ultimately decide that they're worth uploading. Women's fashion/styles are another obvious example of a time-specific phenomenon; and even though I'm definitely not a fashion expert, I suspected that I'll be able to look at some images ten years from now and mutter to myself, "Did we really wear shirts like that? Did women really wear those weird skirts that are short in the front, and long in the back? Did everyone in New York have a tattoo?"
Another example: I'm fascinated by the interactions that people have with their cellphones out on the street. It seems that everyone has one, which certainly wasn't true a decade ago; and it seems that everyone walks down the street with their eyes and their entire conscious attention riveted on this little box-like gadget, utterly oblivious about anything else that might be going on (among other things, that makes it very easy for me to photograph them without their even noticing, particularly if they've also got earphones so they can listen to music or carry on a phone conversation). But I can't help wondering whether this kind of social behavior will seem bizarre a decade from now … especially if our cellphones have become so miniaturized that they're incorporated into the glasses we wear, or implanted directly into our eyeballs.
If you have any suggestions about places that I should definitely visit to get some good photos, or if you'd like me to photograph you in your little corner of New York City, please let me know. You can send me a Flickr-mail message, or you can email me directly at ed-at-yourdon-dot-com
Stay tuned as the photo-walk continues, block by block ...
I expected more from this dress. I even wore red petticoats to get a fully co-ordinated feel but for some reason that I can't put my finger on it's not delivering on what I hoped. It's a feeling I'm sure most of us have experienced at one time or another. Of course, in this case, the problem may not not be one of fashion but rather of articulation.
After shooting the new Golden Spike, I needed to grab some food and make a Target run so I slipped up Main Street toward Harry Langdon, passing the IAIS yard. I was expecting to see a switch job, but was treated to a view I think I’ve only seen once before: IAIS switching Red Giant. Bonus point for the road power doing the work.
Expect a lot of pictures from me this week. Totally going to make use of my spring break (AKA blasting Black Veil Brides while building Lego)
The "collage" I did, here:
www.flickr.com/photos/kdfischer/2678450769/
featured this photograph (in black and white.) This version is actually sepia (though it's very desaturated and subtle).
K Kay and Marc suggested that the hands be placed on top of one another on this photo:
www.flickr.com/photos/kdfischer/2696270463/in/photostream/
Since I haven't done a whole lot of expecting mothers portraiture, and the suggestion was made to put the hands on top of one another, this was pretty much the only option I had (the hands are one on top of the other), though it is a completely different photograph.
I didn't intend on posting this photo in any way other than the collage, but I felt perhaps it was a good example. :)
Not expected until March, crimson-hued Chinese fringe flowers (Loropetalum) have begun to bloom in early February.
DeKalb County (Avondale Estates), Georgia, USA.
2 February 2021.
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▶ "Loropetalum chinense (aka Chinese fringe-flower) is a member of the Witchhazel family (Hamamelidaceae). While native to China, Japan, and the Himalayas, loropetalum is well-adapted to [southeast U.S.], introduced there in 1880. The plant, an evergreen shrub, blooms from mid-March through mid-April, with scattered blossoms during the rest of the season. Two forms of L. chinense exist: a white to pale-yellow-flowering, green-leafed variety and a pink-flowering variety (Loropetalum chinense var. rubrum) with leaves varying from bronze-red, when new, to olive-green or burgundy, when mature. The genus name, Loropetalum, is derived from the Greek words for strap and petal, and refers to the long, thin petals of the fringe-like blooms."
— Clemson College of Agriculture, Forestry and Life Sciences.
— Wikipedia.
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I have to admit that life aboard Leon's Claw is a lot harder and with more responsibility than I expected... but I love it! Every day I have to make rounds throughout the entire ship and inspect everything and make sure it's all in working order. If one little thing is out of place or whistling wrong or smoking when it shouldn't, it can affect the entire ship and the lives of everyone on board.
Aside from my responsibility inspecting the ship, I also help Damien when he needs it. To be honest he doesn't need that much help. He's very handy and strong! I watched him lift three heavy crates all on his own during our first stop after my joining the crew! They weren't little crates either! I'm pretty sure Damien was amused by my awe ‘cause he kept smirking when I stared and said, "Whoa!"
Having Damien as a bunkmate wasn't all too bad but it took some getting used to. I'd never shared a room, so to speak, with another person. My hammock is directly above Damien's and privacy is a rare treat. I have to use a crate to climb up and let me tell you it is NOT an easy thing to do; especially when you are sore and tired. In fact, I nearly fell several times trying to get in the first time and Damien just stood there looking so fucking amused and told me that if I fell on him while he was sleeping that he'd kill me and make it look like an accident. We both laughed it off but at the same time I don't ever want to find out how serious he is or not.
Before I knew it, it had been nearly three weeks since I'd left home! It took some adjustment but soon I was getting used to my new life. I was an airship engineer! No, it wasn't on one of those big airships I'd dreamed of but this could one day lead to that! I wrote to Papa twice and told him all about the ship and my crew mates and what life was like for me now. Though if I am to be honest, I was starting to feel homesick. I could send Papa letters but would I ever be able to receive any back? Surely there had to be a schedule of planned stops. It meant Papa could send letters ahead for me! I knew the captain would know of them but I didn't want him to think I was regretting my choice to do this.
To be honest, I hadn't seen much of the captain in the past few weeks. When I did see him, he was often busy mapping things out and writing letters and going over ledgers while sipping on a cup of tea. He wasn't hard to find on a small ship but our paths just didn't cross too often.
It was mid afternoon and I'd finished inspecting pipes beneath the mast* when I figured now would be a good time as any to speak with the captain. He usually takes his afternoon tea around this time so I made my way down below deck to the small kitchen area. Sure enough, there he was! Captain Vincent was just finishing up brewing what appeared to be one of his favorites: Earl Grey.
I inhaled deeply and smiled slightly. "Mm, smells good." I watched as the captain glanced over and gave a small, "Mhm." His gaze looked down at his teacup, lifting it gingerly to his nose before taking a deep inhale and sighing contently. He seemed to be in a good mood so I decided to take my chance before he departed. "Sir, I wanted to ask you something." He'd just started to turn when I watched him pause and glance back at me expectantly. "What is it?"
Licking my lips, I explained, "I was wanting to ask if it would be possible to find out ahead of time some of the ports we'll be at. I wanted to let my father know so maybe he could send me letters." I watched as the captain quirked his brow and for a moment, I felt like he could see deep within me, that longing and yearning for home. I was so sure the captain was going to belittle me when instead, he gave a small sigh, then replied, "Come with me." Relief filled me and I began to follow him along towards his quarters. "Thank you!" "You're welcome."
A moment later, he opened the door and let me in before following in after me. "Things don't always go according to plan but we do have a schedule for some of the major stops we'll be taking a few months out," he explained, reaching for a notebook calendar on one of his shelves. He set his teacup down and began to thumb through the notebook until he found what he was looking for. "We'll be stopping in Arturstown in one week. After that..."
And the captain began to show me on his calendar some of the big stops we'd be making and when they were planned. He was stoic, factual in his explanations as always. I took mental notes of where and when some of them were. Fantastic!
"Thank you again, Captain!"
"You're welcome."
I watched him settle in on his chair to finally enjoy his tea. As I turned to leave, something caught my eye. It was a chess set! A very nicely made one, at that. I recognized the brand! My father had a chess set from the same maker! The memories of playing chess with my father made me smile softly. "Can I help you with anything else?" I heard the captain ask behind me. "Oh, no. Sorry, Sir. I was just admiring the box of your chess set. My father has one from the same maker." "Ah, I see." I glanced back at him as he lifted his tea to his lips and began to sip quietly from it. He looked so content just sitting there like that. I gave a small chuckle and a small jerk of my head. "Fancy a game, Captain?" I could tell I surprised him with the offer because he looked up at me and quirked his left brow.
"Are you serious?"
"Why wouldn't I be?"
The captain stared at me for a long moment. "So you know how to play?" "Of course I do." I replied, grinning. Then I added quickly with politeness, "Sir." Perhaps he'd thought someone like me wouldn't know how to play something like that. To be fair, most people of my station live their whole lives working and not having hobbies outside of that. I watched him glance towards the box and I realized that he was actually considering it! Pushing just a touch more, I teased, "Come on. I'll even go easy on you."
The captain gave a snort; an actual snort. Then he responded, "Go easy on me? Kid, I don't think you know who I am."
"Don't tell me. Show me."
"Fine. On your King's head, then."
Standing, the captain motioned for me to move and then reached up for the box, tea secured in his other hand. I thought for a split second I saw a small smirk at the corner of his lips but maybe it was just a trick of the light. We walked across to the cargo hold that also doubled as the living quarters for Damien and me. It didn't take us long to get set up. Sitting on a barrel opposite the captain, I grinned a little. "Your move, Captain."
It became clear within a few minutes that I was not playing against an amateur. Then about fifteen minutes into the game, the captain revealed just how good he was. I was good. I was not THAT good! He seemed to be several steps ahead with an answer to everything I could think of!
"Checkmate."
"How?!" I exclaimed, eyes widened and fighting back incredulous laughter as he checkmated me. I stared, going over all the pieces. Yeah, he...he got me good! I folded my arms over my chest, jaw dropped and just dumbfounded! By chance, right then, I glanced up and suddenly...I felt the wind knocked slightly out of me.
I'm not sure what it was about that one moment, but for a second the way the sunlight filtered through the ceiling and fell upon the captain, it took my breath away. His eye was staring right at me, the sunlight making his sea colored eye look so vibrant and lovely like the shallows in a lagoon. I'd never seen a man look so handsome and beautiful at the same time. His full lips curved ever so slightly into that tiny smirk I thought I'd seen earlier, and he looked so content to be sitting there with his tea and having kicked my ass in the quickest chess game I'd ever played. "Hm." His lips smirked just a touch more as he lifted his tea to his lips and slowly drained the rest of it. Before I could make any sense of what just happened...
BOOM!
"What was that?!" the captain exclaimed, looking around in shock. God, I felt as if my heart jumped into my stomach! And suddenly, the whole ship lurched and the chess set was flying along with several crates nearby! I scrambled to steady myself and stared in horror at the captain who gazed back at me while clutching a barrel. There was a horrible cranking sound that was very obviously slowing down as we heard Damien's scream rise above all of it through the ceiling window. "VINCENT!!! AIDEN!!!! YOU BETTER GET UP HERE QUICK!!!"
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Vocabulary:
*Mast: a tall, upright post on a ship that carries the sails
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***Please note this is a BOY LOVE (BL/yaoi/gay) series. It is a slow burn and rated PG13!***
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Special thank you to the smexy husbando of a man: Vin Aydin Raven-Mysterious for collaborating with me on this series and co-starring as The Captain!
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"Bratislava (/ˌbrætɪˈslɑːvə/, also US: /ˌbrɑːt-/, Slovak: [ˈbracislaʋa]; German: Pressburg, formerly Preßburg [ˈprɛsbʊrk]; Hungarian: Pozsony) is the capital and largest city of Slovakia. Officially, the population of the city is about 430,000, however, it is expected to be more than 660,000 - approximately 150% of the official figures. It is one of the smaller capitals of Europe but still the country's largest city. Bratislava is in southwestern Slovakia, occupying both banks of the River Danube and the left bank of the River Morava. Bordering Austria and Hungary, it is the only national capital that borders two sovereign states.
The city's history has been influenced by people of many nations and religions, including Austrians, Bulgarians, Croats, Czechs, Germans, Hungarians, Jews, Serbs and Slovaks. It was the coronation site and legislative center and capital of the Kingdom of Hungary from 1536 to 1783, and has been home to many Slovak, Hungarian and German historical figures.
Bratislava is the political, cultural and economic centre of Slovakia. It is the seat of the Slovak president, the parliament and the Slovak Executive. It has several universities, and many museums, theatres, galleries and other cultural and educational institutions. Many of Slovakia's large businesses and financial institutions have headquarters there.
In 2017, Bratislava was ranked as the third richest region of the European Union by GDP (PPP) per capita (after Hamburg and Luxembourg City). GDP at purchasing power parity is about three times higher than in other Slovak regions. Bratislava receives around 1 million tourists every year." - info from Wikipedia.
Summer 2019 I did a solo cycling tour across Europe through 12 countries over the course of 3 months. I began my adventure in Edinburgh, Scotland and finished in Florence, Italy cycling 8,816 km. During my trip I took 47,000 photos.
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I'm expecting to receive a new fridge/freezer to the officially (taxman) 'free time residence' and more clearly said 'summer cottage'. It is an important device to store some slices of nice summer days:)
This photo was shot in/on my kitchen table studio using a single ceiling lamp and a rather long exposure time.
better/melhor: View On Black___this is not a collage, I positioned her this way to get the rays of light coming out of clouds.
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não é montagem, pocisionei ela assim de forma q os rais de luz aparecessem saindo das nuvens.
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