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I didn't expect to find these rams at mid-day. We were just taking a ride along the Rim Road and down into the lower Rio Grande Gorge to enjoy the scenery, but ran across a herd of nine rams we'd seen the day before about a mile from here. Our beautiful world, pass it on.
... expecting a few hot days with 30° to 35°C again ...
HBW !
Red Cactus Dahlia / Dahlie with Rudbeckia bokeh
in our garden - Frankfurt-Nordend
You don't have to expect things to go your way, but want these to go just the way they are going; only then will everything go the right way..
Tu non devi cercare che le cose vadano a modo tuo, ma volere che esse vadano proprio così come stanno andando..
A multiple exposure light painting. Not technically a self portrait as it was shot by miss 4 year old. Under my direction of course XD turned out neat O!
The Swans have returned and are at work on a new family. Mom is sitting on her eggs and if you look over her shoulder, you can see dad through the reeds, close by.
I didn't expect to be able to get this train today. Lack of train traffic on the Wainwright Subdivision allowed me to get way ahead of schedule so I used that opportunity to drive an hour west of Edmonton to Magnolia Bridge just west of Gainford, Alberta. Five minutes later CN's Elgin, Joliet & Eastern heritage locomotive cruised over the bridge slowing for a meet at Gainford.
CN 3023 ET44AC
CN 5759 SD75I
CN 3073 ET44AC
The St. Louis area can sometimes come up with some interesting and unexpected sights.
GP40WH-2 #9969 (ex-MARC #69) idles away the hours on the Granite City Cut-Off in Madison, IL. After a few days parked here off Race street by itself, UP's YMA-51 came in this morning and added CSX baggage car "Taos."
The Taos looks to have been built as ATSF Baggage Car #3680; later becoming Amtrak #1167, then #1256; then Mid-America Car Rail Leasing (MRLX) #800863, a number still stenciled on the "B", i.e. rear, end of the car. It is also numbered CSXT 994367.
Looks like the geep is probably here to collect some newly-rehabbed leasers from Mid-America. Wonder what's going to be added tomorrow.
You never know what to expect when out photographing wildlife. I was sitting in a hide hoping to get some shots of either Buzzards or Red Kites when this little lady stopped by to say hello.
You can expect to see many of these Wilson's Snipe in Sierra Valley. Some more cooperative than others. This one was quite vocal and cooperative.
DSB ME 1513 hauling night train P 233 "Nord-Express" Oostende – København between Glumsø und Ringsted. Passengers from London would have left Victoria station the day before at 12.05 by the boat train for Ramsgate.
I should at least have expected DSB's local coaches from Rødby at the front of the train as usual. But I did not expect the exotic belgian vehicles at the obstructed rear with DB's and sleeping cars in the middle. I should have chosen another angle, but I never got a second chance for this train.
Olympus E-30, Zuiko 12-60, Heliopan Polarizer, Hitech GND
We attended a landscape photo workshop yesterday (Sunday). Not too close - 4hr drive to location in South Moravia, Czech Rep. so we had to wake up at 4am and got back home too tired around 11pm. But it was so worth it. Location was stunning and well known by the pro photographer who was leading the workshop. And he even managed to secure ideal weather somehow LOL. Area was full of rolling hills that are used for agriculture so the fields were vibrant and varied. Sky was nice and blue almost all day with those puffy white clouds moving very fast in the strong wind and that resulted in an amazing light&shadow show on the fields.
At one moment I spotted a triangle illuminated in the sea of shadows so I immediately turned the ball head on my tripod, prefocused manually, adjusted polarizer & 1-stop hard edge grad filter, set the exposure and fired. Post process included only the adjustment of the levels to achieve better contrast, tiny bit of saturation and square crop.
Didn't have time to play with all the photos yet but this one is my personal winner - at least I think so ;) Anyways... expect more photos soon.
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After having a late night in Missoula, I began the 8 hour trek for Salt Lake City. It didn't take long to find a target that I didn't expect to stumble upon.
UP's only presence into Montana pulls up to the wye and port in Silver Bow, MT. The crossing of the Great Divide is actually quite a spectacular one, and might be worth it if you value undershot, and unknown railroading.
The wild geese are coming
Erwartet hatten wir zwar Kraniche, es kamen jedoch tausende Wildgänse, die sich an ihrem Schlafplatz kurz vor Sonnenuntergang einfanden. Ein wahnsinns "Lärm"...
Although we had expected cranes, but there were thousands of wild geese, which arrived at their sleeping place just before sunset. A crazy "noise" either...
My day started off earlier then expected since I had to drop off Mindy at Bart for work. Afterwards, headed back home to clean my room, watch television and play Modern Warfare 3. After picking up Mindy from work (Bart that is) we decided to try McDonald's Mcbites. To be honest, their alright, reminds me of a smaller popcorn chicken. Today was a pretty relaxing day, possibly a more boring entry, hopefully tomorrow something better or greater is planned.
D700 || 24-70mm F/2.8
I was not expecting to pull a bat out of the water today. This little bat was attacked by seagulls then dropped into the river. While I was looking for something to reach it the bat flipped over and started swimming for the dock. I picked it up, it was pissed, and put in in a bucket until after work. I took it to an abandoned building, in safe spot. It was still pissed when i took it out of the bucket. Seemed to be fine, other than bothered.
301/365
Growing in the garden at Llanerch Vineyard in the Vale of Glamorgan, South Wales.
Can anyone help with the identification please?
Because of our hot, dry summer the vineyard had a bumper crop which was ready for harvesting a month earlier than usual.
Well, I didn't expect to see a crew member climb up onto the wings of a PBY Catalina, pull out a dipstick, and check the engine oil before winding up the engines - kind of like you would do at a self serve gas station. It makes perfect sense, of course. It's all what you're used to seeing, I suppose.
The aircraft named "Mary K" from the Canadian Warplane Heritage Museum was visiting a local "Wings and Wheels" event. It's distinctive profile was a joy to see - and hear - the sound of those two 1200 hp Pratt & Whitney engines is unmistakable.
We are expecting some nasty weather starting later on today and going into tomorrow with freezing rain in the forecast. This is the calm before the storm.
Canon EOS RP with a Canon EF to RP adapter and a Canon EF 70-200mm f/2.8L IS lens.
I am still trying to find time to visit all of your images but rest assured I will catch up. In the meantime, I want to thank you all for taking the time to visit my little space here on Flickr.
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Again I found an old photo.
Several months ago, I put almost the same, only with the guitar fretboard . Forgive me for that, but in last month, I have very little time on the photo. But next weekend expect really cool stuff!)
The Zeiss Ikon Baby Box Tengor 54/18 is a tiny camera, measuring 8x7x6,2 cm. The version I have, with the plain leather front, is produces from 1931 till 1934. It shoots 16 pictures of format 3x4 cm on 127-rollfilm. It has only one shutterspeed (about 1/40th sec.), one aperture (about f/11) and fixed focus. So you can do nothing except press the shutterbutton and hope for the best.....
Lens is a doublet, so 2 lens-elements only.
Framing is really difficult, it is more hit or miss.
Buildquality is excellent, as could be expected from Zeiss Ikon, even in this very basic, tiny camera.
Film used is HP400@64.
Developed with Rodinal 1:50, presoak for 1 minute, inversions first 30 seconds and then 4 inversions every 30 seconds for 8:30 minutes at 20C. Stopbath with water, Jobo fixer.
I half expected to see the stringless ghost of Steve Zodiac climb out of the dusty cockpit of "Snoopy", the forgotten B-58; parked among the Joshuas and creosote on the dry-lake fringe of Edwards AFB, like some crashed sci-fi space ship on a distant planet. About 15 minutes with no added light. August 2014. Still remains one of the most pleasing weekends of shooting I've ever done.
I never expected to see a Leopard in Ranthambore National Park and especially this close of a sighting! The leopards in Ranthambore are very shy and tend to stay up high in the mountains to avoid the tiger! We were the only vehicle at this sighting and the leopard decided to cross the road! If more vehicles were there it probably would have taken a different route! Our guide knew the leopard was in the area because the leopard was making either a mating call or a territory call! It was so cool to hear the leopard calling!!! We first saw the leopard up on a rock cliff and watched it walk down to a stream and then crossed the road in front of us! It was very exciting to spot a leopard in India and something I will never forget!!
Never expected to see one of these in Cornwall! I took a special trip to Kent last year to see my first Southern Emerald Damselfly. Im guessing this one is old as it looks quite different to the Kent one last June.
i was not expecting a beautiful sunrise when i woke up and saw the monster clouds ready for their sunrise breakfast but all of a sudden sun broke free and i had to scramble for my camera to capture this beauty.
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One could expect to meet fairies or gnomes, or people with their dogs... or oneself // Je zou hier feeën tegen kunnen komen, of dwergen, of misschien mensen met hun honden... of zichzelf
I did not expect to see a Pacific Wren on St. Paul Island. This Pribilof subspecies is about 30% larger than the regular (mainland) species and has a longer bill. However, they sing as loud as any other Pacific Wren :). The are permanent resident on the Island. However, when the winter is very harsh, their population decreases substantially. We saw several of them in very good conditions so I have to assume that the last winter on the Island was kind to them. We were lucky. I saw reports from previous years visitors indicating they only saw one of these bird during their visit.
Expect to see this, and more, concept suits at Brickfair!
Forgot to mention this is inspired by spook.
Just love the way it's taking off on little tippy toes, all I've got are deer pics from Bradgate Park at the moment, I'm like a little lost sheep in the evenings without foxes to go and see.
You might not expect to come upon a castle while visiting Spokane, but that is exactly what you will do if you visit the Spokane County courthouse. Most of us associate such architecture with romantic old castles in Europe, or perhaps something out of the world of Walt Disney or fairy tales. To find such a building in the center of a modern, growing regional hub city such as Spokane is a bit startling.
The courthouse is said to closely resemble two famous 16th century chateaux in the Loire Valley of France, the Chateau de Chambord, built in 1519 and the Chateau d'Azay Le Rideau built in 1516. Many architects through the years have commented on the masterly replica of a 16th century French Renaissance design, its fine lines of style and proportion with regard to the towers and turrets, the sculpture, iron and brickwork which excel in pattern and craftsmanship. Detailed exterior trim such as shell patterns with wreaths and festoons and decorative arches are a few of the outstanding features of its design. The beautiful center tower, now lighted at night, is a masterpiece of detail in itself.
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Check out this backpacking adventure on my YouTube channel
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Day 3
I awoke at dawn. The morning was cold, but not enough to be icy. I was not interested in sunrise photography this morning since it was the same view from the previous evening. We made breakfast together and ate, then got back on trail to finish up the route to Vogelsang.
The trail continued gently up through meadows and across dry creek beds. When we crossed the only one that was still wet, we saw a snake resting in the water. Debbie gained an affinity for the tiny chipmunks scurrying about and standing on their hind legs gnawing on nuts and seeds.
We quickly gained ground now that we were both better acclimated to the elevation, and we reached the pass in no time at all. The sign calls it a pass, but that’s only because it’s the top of the hill before going down the other side, it is the gentlest pass I’ve climbed in the Sierra, so much so that it barely deserves the name.
We rested here while we studied our maps, considering a route change. We had the option from here to go the opposite way I had planned and descend to Yosemite Valley. I suggested this route because we were only going to go higher up in elevation over the next couple days and with the way the altitude was affecting Debbie going lower seemed a better idea. She turned down the Yosemite option because the ranger at the permit pick up told us it was 90° in the valley. No thanks.
The next section of trail down from the pass followed a mountainside along a steep valley in which could be seen a small lake as a ridgeline of white granite rose swiftly on the other side. In most high elevations in the Sierra the temperature is a comfortable mid-60s, but some valleys like this one trap heat. Along this valley the temperature climbed into the upper 70s and we began to sweat while cicadas buzzed and hummed from the pine. Overhead the thunderous rumble of jets disturbed the beautiful drones of the cicadas.
After a short uphill climb through pine trees the trail leveled out into a large open meadow. A few small clouds floated on a breeze in the deep blue sky, and we reached Vogelsang High Sierra Camp. Having expected to see a lively place full of people and white canvas tents I was surprised to find it dead, dismantled and abandoned. Our plan here was to play music on our instruments, Debbie on her violin and me on my native flute, in the hopes of being invited for food, whether lunch or dinner, either with the staff, mule crews or just any of the people staying at the High Sierra Camp. Since it was a ghost town we made our way along a deep rutted trail through the meadow to the hiker camp. When we arrived at the bear boxes, we dropped our packs and went to refill our water and rinse off the trail dust down by the lake. We would decide on a campsite after watering and lunch.
Lunch was made up of cheese, salami, crackers, homemade jerky combined with home dehydrated pineapple. After eating she played some music on her fiddle. The beautiful music attracted the attention of another backpacker who came over to join us. After music he head off towards Evelyn Lake for fishing.
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By now the clouds had grown larger, gathering thicker to our east over the Kuna region, and to our south on the other side of Vogelsang Pass. Before this trip the weather forecast prompted me to buy several new filters for my camera to make daytime lightning photos possible, and I was excited to try them out. With the way the clouds were to are south I decided to follow the trail in that direction, in the hope that I would get a good view of any thunderstorms that arose in the next basin over. We left our packs and other gear at the bear boxes and headed out.
We went back down to the abandoned High Sierra Camp, across the rushing creek behind it, then up a steep climb. The trail, as it climbed, snaked its way around and between large blocks of rocks taller than my arms could reach. Wildflowers grew alongside, purple and white heather with red paintbrushes. The higher we climbed the more impressive the view to the west became, until the rounded summit of the iconic Half Dome appeared in the distance while far below Lake Merced, where another High Sierra Camp lay abandoned, peaked out of the thick forest.
It was around this spot that I got cell signal just as I had last time when I was here 9 years ago. I was able to call the mechanic and get more information about what happened with my jeep. It was a thermostat, so he replaced it and charged the Burt coolant. Debbie tried text and call her kids, Kenny and Lily, though I’m not sure if anything went through due to a different carrier than mine.
Continuing higher we reached Vogelsang Lake. I showed Debbie the spot where I camped here in 2016 while doing 40 days on the Sierra High Route. During that stay here the wind was intense all the long cold night. It blew so strong that my tent lifted up beneath me a few times and I was afraid I would be blown off the mountainside. The best part was that the ground was solid rock so instead of my tent stakes I had to use sticks and anchor them with piles of rocks. Once the the wind died down in the early AM hours the cold really set in and made me shiver until sunrise and beyond while trying and failing to get good sunrise photography. After that stay here I went over Vogelsang Pass to Benice Lake and accompanying tarns where I got an early September snowstorm and whiteout. It wasn’t enough snow to stick, but it was the first snow of the season. Now this time I was climbing Vogelsang Pass with Debbie in search of thunderstorms.
From that campsite the trail circled the western shore, then ascended the sweeping slabs to the south. Here a strong constant wind blew, and Debbie had to stop due to the altitude, she didn’t want to but I wouldn’t take no for answer (better safe than sorry, especially with all our gear back down the mountain). I found her some shade with a nice place to sit and rest while I continued the climb.
The trail was a mixture between sandy and gravely, with a nice view of the lake far below. Pink and purple alpine heather flowers squeezed out from the cracks where rocks and boulders met the earth. A beautiful crystal-clear stream flowed over the path babbling in voices with the whispers of wind.
By now the altitude was being to affect me too. I became lightheaded and I could feel a headache beginning, but I had to push on the last little bit to the top. The pass wasn’t too much further; I could see it. Pushing on I slowed my pace. By the time I reached where the trail leveled out on top of the pass I had to sit down. I was out of breath and shaky. I could feel my pulse in my head, and the chances of developing a headache were greatly increased, now I had no choice but to take something to prevent it. (Elevation 10661)
The storm clouds I had been hurrying to catch had moved on further into the distance and the sky in front of me was mostly clear of the big billowing clouds, only remnant wisps remained.
It is just over the top of Vogelsang Pass where the steep cross-country route up to the Parson’s Traverse begins. I would have liked to have continued to that spot so I could lay eyes on it and determined its difficulty to see what we would be getting ourselves into, but since I was feeling the altitude and any attempt to go further would worsen my headache I chose not to. Also, from that spot I would have seen the two lakes of the next basin, Bernice and Gallison, instead I needed to rest.
After the rest, I discovered a beautiful little pond surrounded by the long purple pillars of elephant head flowers waving gently in the breeze. The pond itself reflecting the distance unnamed split peak that rose on the other side of the next lake basin. After photographing the pond, I quickly headed back down the trail to find Debbie.
She was waiting for me, not in her resting spot, but further on up the trail in my direction. She had begun heading up hill to find me. Now it was my turn for a long rest in the shade and after finding a nice spot I laid down and listened to Debbie tell me the story of the marmot that came to visit her.
“I’m lying on the other side of this bushy tree, I’m all alone and I heard a little noise. I had been dozing off a little bit, which meant my mind started playing tricks on me and my brain said mountain lion, but when I jumped up, I see this fuzzy marmot guy looking at me. He started circling. He would go around the trees and rocks and peek out looking at me, then lay down and stare at me for a while, then come closer to me then go back looking at me from another way. Like he was totally trying to figure out what I was doing, and if I was a threat to his little domain. Once he started to walk away, I thought he was leaving, but no he was making a wide circle to come up at me from behind. He did that a few more times before eventually deciding OK. Then he just took off for real.”
After I recovered and the story was told we descended back to the hiker camp. By now there was more people and tents. We found a good spot next to a cluster of pines and set up our tent while food rehydrated. Sunset was spent enjoying the view from the cliffs behind the campground watching the light playing across the crests of forested ridge lines. The vast valley beyond was forested further than we could see. A mixture of smooth and jagged peaks and cirques jutted up out of the trees 10 miles away to the north. As the sun sunk lower Clark’s Nuthatches cawed out from the forest. We sat here at the cliffs edge until the sky darkened and the Milky Way appeared and bats danced among the stars.
Be expecting more morbid and dark themed concepts in the future. Just to be clear, an inverted pentacle has nothing to do with satanism as many would assume. instagram.com/yanweitan
Posing for a photo on the ridgeline top right.
HOLLYWOOD, LOS ANGELES (KABC) -- One of Los Angeles' most iconic landmarks, the Hollywood sign, is getting a make-over. Crews power washed it, grinded the rust away and are now adding a new coat of paint. The Hollywood Sign Trust oversees the sign and said it was time to get this done.
"The last time that we painted the sign was in 2012 and paint lasts about 10 years," said Jeff Zarrinnam, Hollywood Sign Trust chair. "The Hollywood sign is just not a symbol of a place, it's a symbol of the entertainment industry."
According to the trust, up to 400 gallons of donated primer and paint will be used for the facelift. But this time, the sign is getting a special kind of paint in honor of its upcoming centennial birthday.
"They named the special paint after us, yeah, it's called Hollywood Sign Centennial White and you can buy it now in any Sherwin-Williams paint store," said Zarrinnam. "And the reason why it's called centennial [is] because we're gonna be celebrating the Hollywood sign's hundred years in 2023."
Roger Martinez is with the paint team helping get the job done.
"Everything took us a few days to set it up," said Martinez, superintendent at Duggan and Associates. "I feel excited extremely, like everybody from all across the world, country - [they] come here, they come and see Hollywood."
Crews are expected to be done with the makeover mid-October.
The Hollywood Sign Trust wants community input if people would like to see the sign with lights. Folks can head in over to their Instagram @hollywoodsign23 to share their thoughts.
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Btw Expect me to post somewhat frequently for a bit as I’m planning on revamping 75-80% of my figs, but also not so much as I’ll be waiting for orders to come in
Now the figures
Nightwing- tried out the 2016 head on the 2006 torso, gotta say I’m pretty satisfied with it
Bronze tiger- possibly my favorite of the bunch, can’t believe I hadn’t had a bt fig til now
Red arrow- simply swapped out his head but it’s a pretty big improvement from the Lone Ranger head
Azreal- changed him back to jpv really like how he turned out
Black lighting- went for a more comic look as I had his tv show look since the trailer dropped
Sorry for the big leave of absence I hadn’t realized I hadn’t posted in over 2 months. Honestly had lost quite a bit of interest until recently
Sometimes when you least expect it and are not prepared for it the most spectacular events unfold right in front of your eyes. After having a disappointing day of photographing we had called it quits and were gonna grab dinner and head home, untill my friend spotted these Great Horned Owls. This was probably one of the most memorable encounters I have ever had with wildlife. The Male here takes off as he sets off to hunt on a dark Florida night.