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We certainly hadn't expected to see a group of alpacas in Cartmel in the Furness area of Cumbria when we recently visited. We learned that they were bred locally on a farm, which also raises chickens. Apparently, foxes steer clear of alpacas, so they were effectively the guardians of the chickens. Alpacas are gentle creatures, and the farm organises walks with them.
Never expected to see a yellow F50 here in Shek O, small chance for a red one as there is a right hand drive one here (unlicensed). A truly amazing day.
...have fascinated me and I am deeply impressed every time I see them somewhere in the forests of Switzerland. I know this picture is not very new anymore but I recently got some input or an idea from someone who shared his beautiful photo from a jay with us here on Flickr. I had completely forgotten that I have various pictures of jays myself, but never published them on my photostream here. This happens to me very often because I spend most of my time in the wild nature and can then take photos of various animals. The time spent out there is the most important thing for me and the wonderful moments of being able to experience it up close and in the middle of the wild. Selecting the many photos later on is always a lot of work for me and I shy away from it whenever possible. In this way, many of my photos stay on the memory card for a long time before I copy them to my computer. A lot of things are forgotten and I only discover the pictures when I really find the time or when I get a thought-provoking idea from someone like now. In this sense, I would like to thank Mike for recently publishing one of his photos of jays. www.flickr.com/photos/191055893@N07/
This was a good opportunity to check myself again to see if I have anything useful about jays - this beautiful and clever bird of the forest.
As you can see, I found what I was looking for, but I had a lot of trouble choosing one photo from the many that I have. On top of that, I have a lot of trouble choosing one of my usually many photos. I really hope that I have chosen the right one for you and that it is beautiful enough to enjoy?
Well, the story behind this photo might also be informative for you. Actually, I was out and about in the forests of Switzerland and my surroundings again, primarily to photograph squirrels, because I now knew very well where you could find them and at what time. But things usually turn out differently than you think and, as is so often the case out there in nature, you experience small or large surprises. Anyway, I saw squirrels and was able to photograph some very nicely, but the real star of the day was definitely the jay. Why? To my great surprise and even greater joy, the jay passed by several times where I was photographing the squirrels, or at least trying to haha..
This jay sat on a branch not very far from me and maybe watched me doing something strange. At least that's how it seemed to me and it didn't fly away straight away but stayed in the tree for a while before moving on. As if that wasn't enough, he kept coming back to me and the whole game started again. I was simply fascinated by this magnificent bird with its beautiful blue feathers on its side. What more could you expect from a day in the wild than such an amazing spectacle that you can then capture with your camera. There was just one thing that annoyed me a little: my wrong settings on my camera. I was probably a bit nervous and set the exposure time much too short because I now had a camera with image stabilization. In that sense, I could have halved the time and the ISO values would not have been so high. I can't change it now and I'm very happy despite everything because the really nice thing about it all was the great experience with the clever jay, which made me lose track of time that day.
The wonders of creation are so diverse that this beauty will never end. Creation is here. It is in you right now, it has always been. The world is a wonder. The world is magic. The world is love. And it is here, now.
- Iroquois Indian
We must protect the forests for our children, grandchildren and children yet to be born. We must protect the forests for those who cannot speak for themselves, like the birds, animals, fish and trees.
- Qwatsinas Edward Moody
GATX 396 leads back from switching out cars at the WestRock warehouse in Camillus back during the heatwave a weekend ago. Nice to finally catch something moving on FGLK for once.
I don’t do maternity portraits as often as I used to while I focus more on documentary projects. But when I do, I absolutely enjoy them. This mama’s beautiful energy made photographing her such a pleasure!
Was expecting more of a snowy scene on this first visit to Salt Creek Falls in the Willamette National Forest this morning, but the trees hadn't a speck of snow on them. Still, some patches of fog rolled through from time to time, adding a nice effect, especially when the Sun would peek through, as in this shot.
I caught this glimpse of the sunrise as I walked away from my carefully selected spot for a recent sunrise shoot. I was done for the morning, or so I thought. As I retraced my steps back across Blue Grass Island, I wanted a bit from the trail I took through the woods to explore a bit. Sun rays came and went across the side of my face they intertwined with the bare trees. I eventually turned left and noticed the crazy range between highlights and shadows. So I unpacked everything, set up the tripod and camera, and captured this photograph.
Back home later that morning, I gave it a black and white treatment just to experiment a bit. Black and white on a sunrise photograph? Sure, why not.
The final photograph gave me a lasting message from that cold morning shoot - expect the unexpected. I was happy with the photographs I had captured that morning and was heading back home when I found something I didn't expect to see. And editing the photograph in a way I normally wouldn't gave me a final result that I love.
So this photograph will always serve to remind me that, with photography, I should always expect the unexpected.
Sunrise through the trees on Blue Grass Island in the Maumee River in Northwest Ohio.
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This is the rebuilt original Bluff Fort, restored through the effort of the Hole in the Rock Foundation. The community in southeast Utah, settled in April 1880 by Mormon pioneers.
Pioneers were seeking a route from south-central Utah to their proposed colony in the far southeastern corner of the state. In the autumn of 1879, some 250 men, women, and children left with enough supplies for a 6- to 8-week trip, and undertook one of the most challenging and dramatic pioneering expeditions in American history.
Rejecting two longer routes, they chose a more direct path and expected the 125-mile trek would take 6 weeks. Instead, the journey extended 260 miles over 6 months via the longest shortcut, Hole-in-the-Rock Trail during the winter.
Many sections of the trail were almost impassable. To allow wagon passage, the men spent 6 weeks blasting and chiseling a path through a narrow, 1200-foot (400 m) drop in the sandstone cliffs known as the Hole-in-the-Rock. Brothers had experience using explosives as miners in Wales, were put in charge of drilling and blasting to make a path for wagon passage.
On January 26, 1880 the expedition (250 people, 83 full-sized wagons, and over 1000 head of livestock) began their descent to the river. Wagons were heavily roped, and teams of men and oxen used to lower them through the upper crevice, which has slopes approaching 45°. Further down, a wooden track had been constructed along a slickrock sandstone slope. Posts in drilled holes supported horizontal beams to allow passage of the wagons.
By April 1880, the pioneers were too exhausted to continue to their intended destination 20 miles upriver and chose to settle along flat area in the river valley. Calling the new location Bluff City, they began dividing the land, building log cabins, and digging a ditch from the river for crop irrigation.
The Bluff Fort grew into an open square surrounded by cottonwood log cabins with all cabin doors and windows facing inward. The exact number of cabins in the Fort is unknown, but ranged from 38 – 63 cabins. Inside the Fort, the Bluff City Meetinghouse was completed in the fall of 1880 and served for 14 years as a church, school, dance hall, and public meeting place.
The Meetinghouse is opened to the visitors showing a film and providing brochures. The Fort was a fascinating place to learn amazing history of high spirit.
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This a picture taken fro the roof of the Trafalgar Hotel at dawn. There is no better view of him.
(I hope you all know he never wore an eye patch.)
Golden-crowned Night Heron While it's true we have a number of Heron's we expect to see in our area this generally is not one of them. However, a couple of immatures "blew" in and we now see them settling in and coming to terms with their new environment. To my undereducated eye they seem to be doing well.
In Arizona I expected to see hummingbirds. Lots of them. What I did not expect to see was this beautiful broad bill nesting peacefully in the woods, remarkably undisturbed by our presence.
If you don't see me happy, you probably should know that's because I expect too much from you, and I want too much from you.
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And I am really sorry guys for that I haven't got a chance to visit you back!
An SD75I pulls an empty grain train (X-ETTSPI) with 2 CP units trailing behind. Don't think I've ever seen these lead something other than manifests, so this was a nice surprise.
The skies looked pretty innocent when I headed out to the local road end. When I got there the wind was howling and the skies were spitting rain. I had to touch up the photo a bit to remove some rain drops. The best photos seem to come when you least expect it.
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After 10 days of gloomy weather I expected more of the same on the first day of my weekend, Fri 4.24, however it turned out to be a spectacular day. As luck would have it I had chores to do and wouldn’t be able to get out for any pictures until Saturday. Looking at the weather forecasts it appeared I might be in luck as my weather app was showing another day of clear skies. As it turns out that is exactly what happened. After waking up and finishing up my final chores and did some checking and discovered the south freight out of Fairbanks was running very late. The train was re-crewed at Hurricane, MP 281.4, and had departed at 0830. It was currently 0915 and my goal was to catch the train at MP 206.4 as they emerged from the woods with Denali standing tall in the background. I live in South Anchorage, roughly at MP 105, so I needed to go north 101 miles before the freight traveled the 76 miles south to arrive at the same destination. By the time I left my house it was 0920. It was a calculated risk but I was fairly confident I could beat the train here. I also knew the train had to traverse a few slow orders so that was in my favor. Luck was on my side, but just barely, I arrived at my desired location at 1100 and the train rolled past at 1105. Pretty good timing I say. As this was the only train on the system, I headed for home. Of course that was the same direction the train was heading so I was able to capture a few more shots along the way. This shot shows Denali and Hunter with the train. Earlier I posted a shot with just Denali and the train. I think I like this shot a bit better. At 20’308 tall Denali stands tall and dominates the background.in either view.
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.
“A espera de um filho é a sensação mais sublime que podemos sentir, desde sua geração no ventre, um grande amor brota no coração dos seus pais, é o mais verdadeiro dos sentimentos, é algo instintivo e natural que transforma para sempre a vida de um casal, pois a partir desse momento, o seu filho se torna o seu céu, seu mundo, seu tudo ."
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Every spring, the water level of rivers and lakes rise once the snows have melted. It's always expected that there will be some amount of flooding but in recent years the flooding has been exceptional. During a short bike ride, I started this sketch of a park along the riverbank of the Ottawa River which is now under water. Many bike paths are now closed because they are also under water. Hopefully in a week or two this will all be gone.
Chaque printemps, le niveau d'eau des rivières et des lacs monte après la fonte des neiges. On s'attend toujours à ce qu'il y ait des inondations, mais ces dernières années, les inondations ont été exceptionnelles. Lors d'une courte balade à vélo, j'ai commencé ce croquis d'un parc le long de la rive de la rivière des Outaouais qui est maintenant sous l'eau. De nombreuses pistes cyclables sont maintenant fermées car elles sont également sous l'eau. Espérons que dans une semaine ou deux, tout cela aura disparu.
After a very slow start the butterflies started to show themselves just before lunch. As expected the numbers were less than on previous years visits.
Thought I might have caught this clean pair in the Otira valley for a few shots, but here he is already at Jacksons.
29 November 2019, Train 841, DXC 5241-5379 crossing the Taramakau River at Jacksons, Midland-NZ
My friends probably expected me to take a photo of bars of chocolate for this topic - an obvious choice for me. But, amazingly, those bars were still on the shelf when I finished shopping today. I would like any of them, except chilli. Of course, I may need shopping again later this week…!
(hungry man in tenderloin, sf, 10/12/06)
hungry john quinn hunched over a trash can in the tenderloin. as i pass, he stands vacantly staring nowhere in particular. he wears a black leather jacket and hospital bottoms. there's darkness about his eyes; the whites aren't white, rather slight shades off his skin. but when the light catches, so do they.
i circle and return from another direction. he's grim and i expect dismissal. i ask if i can take his picture. he smiles and says "why sure you can." he has only a single tooth. he lives in a nearby "poorly ventilated" low income hotel. he just got out of the hospital and has been trying to get money for food. he had a heart attack. says he's had to quit smoking.
i ask about his blue eyes. if anyone else in his family has had them. says no, "just me and my mule"
there's an animation in him that he seems to save. and an intelligence that surprises. we talk of the time he met martin luther king in the airport leaving for india. we talk of his graduation from berkeley, his acceptance to law school, and the drug use which would take him elsewhere.
he talks of south africa's "honorary whites", india's untouchables, and sartre's essence of a man.
and he describes an exchange between south africa's botha and nelson mandela, when the latter was in prison. botha insists that mandela renounce violence as an alternative if he wishes release.
mandela refuses, responding that there is no alternative to life; and that he will do whatever is necessary to live.
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UP YPR60B departs for Cragin after finishing its work at the Tribune and Blommer. The U-Haul facility on the right has been vacated for redevelopment around the future site of Bally's Casino. The Tribune is expected to vacate the Freedom Center by July meaning that rail shipments will end sometime before that.
It has often been said about the weather in Iceland: just wait 5 minutes and it will change.
A small sailboat in Eyjafjörður, N-Iceland
The Dunnock is similar in size to the House Sparrow or Robin but they tend to be a little sleeker with a finer bill. The plumage is a bit dull being a mixture of grey on the head and chest and brown elsewhere. The upperparts and the flank are streaked with warm brown tones. You usually find Dunnocks foraging on the ground or shuffling about in their search for food and their tails always seem to be moving nervously. The breeding behaviour is a little different than you would expect by that I mean one female bird will mate with two male birds, the male bird pecks at the cloaca to remove any sperm from the female before mating themselves to ensure that the baby chick is theirs, and because of this neither male knows who the father is of each chick so they are both happy to supply food for her chicks which usually number around five or so. Young birds have olive brown eyes and these develop into a stunning mahogany red colour around December in their first year.