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Those who know the way I play golf would expect a round with me to be colourful. My attitude is all or nothing which almost always results in a rather poor score. Occasionally it can also result in the use of some colourful language as well.
Thankfully the nature of my play during todays round of golf wasn't the only colourful aspect of the game. There were superb displays of fly agaric mushrooms to be found throughout the course. This particular one must have been nine inches in diameter.
After what was expected to be an overcast day quickly turned into a lot of sun after a cloudy morning. After running to Midland in the morning, a special Lake State excursion train for the Lake State company picnic splits the signals at Mount Morris as they head down to Flint. The crew will switch ends at Flint and run back north to Saginaw on what turned out to be a perfect fall day for everyone.
Faithful Jews are expected to prayer three times a day, morning, afternoon and night.
The man praying from the Torah on the right is wearing a Tefillin. These little black boxes contain selections from the Torah.
“Tefillin are two small black boxes with black straps attached to them; Jewish men are required to place one box on their head and tie the other one on their arm each weekday morning. Tefillin are biblical in origin, and are commanded within the context of several laws outlining a Jew's relationship to God. 'And you shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your might. Take to heart these instructions with which I charge you this day. Impress them upon your children. Recite them when you stay at home and when you are away, when you lie down and when you get up. Bind them as a sign on your hand and let them serve as a frontlet between your eyes' (Deuteronomy 6:5-8).” www.jewishvirtuallibrary.org/tefillin
Straight from the camera, no photo shop. Only cropped on top and bottom of the picture.
Didn't expect these colours that evening.
To say I was surprised to catch a geep in the latest SOO color scheme back in 1992 would be an understatement. I was positively floored to see this pop into view at Pigs Eye yard in October 1992. A pretty cool pair with 2550 leading a really clean 382. A rescan
Blue Hour
Early morning and i kind of expected the castle to be lit up. Or maybe thats just for the evenings?
KCSM 4544 pulls a short MALNP out of South St Paul for a run down the Albert Lea Sub. I finished chasing CP 7022 and was about to head home but I saw this train stopped in the distance and the leader looked unusual. A short chase occurred after, this is also a spot that's been on my list for a while just never attempted it until now.
I blame people like us. We take pictures of pretty things in pretty places and share them with the world after all, so what do we expect? Post them here on the pages of Flickr and the chances are that only photographers will see them. But then again so many of us also post our photos on sites where a lot more people see them - pretty people who grin into their phones and post the images to far more followers than many of us are ever likely to have. Guilty Milord.
Well that's what I was thinking to myself yesterday as I searched for the quieter spaces amongst the hordes. It was a bit of a surprise to find so many people here on a Monday, but what we hadn't bargained for was the fact that it was a Baker Day, an occasional school closure day devised by an Education Secretary of yesteryear who wanted to invent something to endorse his passage into the House of Lords with a knighthood before leaving office. They all like to do things like that don't they? Suffice to say, there were far more people wandering around the handful of increasingly famous poppy fields than expected, most of them respectful, but with a noticeable minority strolling in among the flowers as if they somehow thought their footsteps wouldn't cause any damage to this fragile beauty spot. In fact one of you had recently asked me whether it was worth visiting the poppies this year, and a few messages were exchanged on the subject as I held my head in my hands at the sight of the family who took turns to lie down in an already flattened bed just a handful of yards in front of the composition I was busily lining up. And I'll bet their Instagram post gets a load more likes than mine does too. If I were half a head taller and rather more menacing in nature I might have had words, but of course I'm British and I don't like to make a scene. How often I've watched Arnold or Clint in a movie just looking at the bad guys in a certain way, artfully persuading them to move on with nothing more than the raising of a single eyebrow unless they wanted to be turned into toast. "I need your clothes, your boots, and your motorcycle." I wish I could do that sometimes. Most of the time in fact.
Relieved that the world had finally gone back to work, we'd arrived here in the van for the day after a fun packed "platty joobs" (I think I've spelt that correctly) weekend, at times checking in to see how Her Majesty was holding up amid all the excitement. At other moments over the long weekend we wandered across the road, making use of our locals' free entry wristbands to the ever growing music festival that drowns all other sounds from the air around here for three days at this time each year. Of course neither Ali nor I are keen on crowds, but it didn't stop us from making our way to the front row to see what a sixty year old pop star with a penchant for profanities who's spent much of his life shovelling illegal substances into his bloodstream looks like. A fun gig, but although she may be ninety-six, the Queen looks a lot better than Shaun Ryder, bless him. No wonder Black Grape have only made three albums in twenty-nine years.
This year's poppy show also seemed to have expanded, with more fields than ever seemingly painted red, planted by the National Trust who own this patch of land. Maybe it needed to be so in order to accommodate the number of people who seemed intent on visiting. Maybe I'm just used to arriving later in the day when most of them have headed to the Bowgie for their supper. But I'd decided I was going to go low to the ground and concentrate on greens, yellows and of course reds, rather than blues, making the sky all but an irrelevance. I've shot that classic view more than once before, and so have many others, so this time I preferred to concentrate on the small details right in front of me. Not for the first time I used the long lens that seems to work so well here, and I'm still wondering whether the 100-400 might have been an even better option. I had the crop camera with the art lens in the bag too, but that's where it stayed.
What did surprise me when I saved my raw files into my online drive was the fact that it was my first visit here since 2018. And there was I thinking I came here every year. So it seems that I may not be responsible for the arrival of the masses after all. It must be you then. Although I've just done it myself again haven't I?
don't expect me to help you up again
whoo, the second image in mine and Korinne's 5-part collab! each week, we take a picture based on one of each other's old concepts. this is inspired by this image of Korinne's.
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today was really hard. i have so much schoolwork hanging over my head it's overwhelming. wasting 2 hours editing a picture always helps haha.
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I haven't been to this popular location before so I didn't really know what to expect, it was a proper winters day, cold with strong winds thankfully nice and bright though. It seemed quite a long walk from the car park I would guess at 3 miles each way, but definitely well worth the effort. I plan to go back to this location when the heather is in colour.
The Millstone Grit forms the edge of the high peat moorland plateau on the eastern side of the valley above Ladybower Reservoir, the edges being the last remains of the gritstone which originally covered all of the Peak District, most of which was scraped off by glaciers in the last ice age.
The Edge itself is notable for its unusual gritstone tors and its views of the Derwent Valley and the Dark Peak landscape; these features along with its proximity to Sheffield have made it a popular venue for walkers. Its popularity has led to substantial path erosion and the most affected parts of the edge between The Salt Cellar and Lost Lad Hillend have been paved with natural stone slabs to reduce further damage as part of the Lottery Paths Project.
Derwent Edge has several examples of unusually shaped gritstone tors that have been formed by the actions of wind, rain, and frost over many centuries. These tors have been named over the years by local residents and have now been officially titled on Ordnance Survey maps. These include the Cakes of Bread, the Coach and Horses, and the Salt Cellar. The Coach and Horses (also known as the Wheel Stones and thus named on Ordnance Survey maps) resemble a coach and horses on the horizon when viewed from the A57 road to the south. Lost Lad Hillend is worth visiting as it has a stone-built topographic indicator to aid in identifying landmarks in the extensive view.
I first saw this one a couple of years ago. Many barns in this condition can endure far longer than one might expect. It would not surprise me if this is still standing 5 years hence.
Well, how would you look at Osborne House, the private residence Victoria and Albert had built for themselves around 1850 and in Italianate style on the Isle of Wight? A place of calm where they would recover from the strenuous business of being Queen and representing the royal and quite imperial first family of what then was a world power. I find the boar, this symbol of wilderness and ferociousness (the pig, profoundly unacceptable in some traditions), quite adequate. After all, imperial rule and colonialism were brutal in essence. But then, you would perhaps expect me to say this because I am an old republican. In this matter, one can have many points of view. Fuji X100F.
455843,the rear unit of the 5Y93 passes Bedelands. The last and third from last coaches are heavily graffited, though I dont expect that will concern Simms!
Expect almost two hours of jousting, swordsmanship, thrilling hand-to-hand combat, displays of extraordinary horsemanship and falconry as part of an exciting yet touching story set in Medieval Spain.
As I expected, the October workshop to the Wave filled very quickly. Congrats to everyone that signed up! If you're interested in going on a future trip, make sure you sign up for my newsletter: eepurl.com/1Nya1. I always give newsletter subscribers first dibs on new workshops. Here's a couple fun shots from the Wave that we did a little after sundown. It's a really difficult spot to light at night, as there are so many contours, peaks, and shadows to be concerned with.
a pair of chickadees have become very busy in our backyard birdhouse. must be spring!
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ODC-Day By Day Magic
I took this early this morning just as the sun was coming up. We are definitely in for a Wintry blast, snow is expected tonight.
I was expecting plenty of water from the falls considering its been raining here since last week but was surprised to find out this morning that there wasn't much.
In a way its good as this is an uncommon angle since nobody would dare go down into this level when water current is strong and covers most of these foreground rocks. This was taken handheld while sitting on one of the rocks.
Departing Dublin after painting into Air Premia livery. It is expected to be registered HL8516 when delivered.
What to expect on “A Given Morning In July”: A bit overcast with threat of rain coupled with a list of objectives I set for myself daily. What I notice continually is I have to be flexible as weather plays a critical part in outdoor activities. I don’t always have just one plan for the day. It’s best for me that the important things rise to the top of my list. If I can back burner things, I will in hopes that all my objectives are met that day. Thanks for viewing today. Gratitude and Kindness are always on top of my lists.
Expect the unexpected, believe in the unbelievable, achieve the unachievable.
モネの展示と睡蓮の池、楽しんできました♪
You can enjoy Giverny (known as the location of Claude Monet's garden and home) in SL here:
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I was not expecting to see any birds in the Oceanario de Lisboa but there were several interesting exhibits. This is an Atlantic Puffin in winter plumage, something we are unlikely to see in their normal UK breeding habits as we only see them there in full breeding plumage
Se llamaba Kiara que D.E.P.. Fiel amiga y compañera de viaje en mí vida. Se sentaba tras la ventana viendo la calle y esperando a los componentes de la familia. Ella formaba y forma parte de la familia.
You can plan to the best of your ability... but sometimes conditions don't live up to expectations. Last week I set out, hoping for a perfect sunrise, only to find the place shrouded in thick fog. After 30-40minutes, I was about to give up... then, there was the briefest of clearings, revealing a backlit Wallace Monument... within 5 minutes it was gone again.
Compare with how this place looked early summer
I expect many people will look at this and think that it looks nothing like a Skylark. It hasn't even got a crest and look at those patterned wing feathers. That's because this is a recently-fledged juvenile Skylark, and looking very different from the plain-plumaged, crested adult: www.flickr.com/photos/timmelling/41566542562/in/photolist I spotted this young Skylark on my bicycle ride this morning, one of several juveniles seen so it looks like they've had a good breeding season so far.
Skylarks inhabit a variety of grasslands from sand dunes to grassy moorlands but they were most characteristic of arable farmland. But from the late 1970s their numbers started to tumble when we switched from spring-sown to autumn-sown crops. This hit Skylarks in several ways, not least by removing their winter stubble feeding habitat. Skylarks also like to nest in short grasslands but autumn-sown crops were too tall and dense for them by the time the springtime nesting season arrived. Some Skylarks nested on the tramlines where tractors had driven, but these were also thoroughfares for foxes so these nests suffered high levels of predation. Most of the agri-environment measures for farmland birds are aimed at the field margins but these don't much help Skylarks which nest in the centre of the fields. Those nesting on grassy moorlands have also declined, but not as badly as the arable-nesters.
Continuing my exploration of Killarney, I was really surprised at what you could find by wandering around. Lots of little scenes which were really interesting, but also a few big scenes which I wasn't expecting. Who knew you could find views like this in Ontario? I'll definitely be back here!
Taken with a Canon 5D IV and a 24-70 f/2.8L ii. Processed in Camera Raw and Photoshop from two exposure blended images.