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L'association Les Amis de la Bienvenue propose des ateliers de français pour adultes, des ateliers périscolaires, une bibliothèque de quartier, des cercles de lecture, une permanence d'écrivain public et des groupes de parole pour les parents participants à l'association.
Les Amis de la Bienvenue association offers French language workshops for adults, extracurricular workshops, a neighborhood library, reading circles, a public writer's office and speaking groups for parents participating in the association.
Class is in session.
Yeah I know he's hot asf. Thank you so much to my friend here for inspiring this shoot. Was very fun to put together with you!
What? She's just selling Amway, lol.
*mwuahs* to mah fellow shopperista Kylie for the inspiration xoxo <3
slexyfashionista.blogspot.com/
new skin by Glam Affair (Collabor88); new pose by Label Motion
all other items at The Arcade: new hair by Exile; new money bags by David Heather; new cheerleader's outfit by Birdy; new necklaces & rings by Atomic
✨ Cheezu - Sailor School Uniform
✨ Skellybones - Survivor's Cutlery
✨ Torment x Tsukuyomi - Malina Eyepatch & Earrings
✨ Litten - Yami Horns
I don’t usually pay much attention to our nearest beach. Just three miles from home along a narrow winding downhill road past the local pasty emporium (seven out of ten for the flaky steak variety), Porthtowan has always been a bit of a curate’s egg to me. It’s as good as any of them for surfing, although high tide can be a bit of an adventure, and the Blue Bar with its bay windows offering expansive sea views is a popular haunt in these parts, but I’ve never really got my head around how to smuggle a decent photograph home from here. The only pictures I’ve ever taken worth sharing are of surfers in action, using the wonderful 70-200mm lens that’s faster than Usain Bolt in a hurry for the bus. Maybe that’s still the case – you can decide that for yourself. But when there’s Portreath just a couple of miles further down the coast, and then my favourite playground at Godrevy another ten minutes’ drive away from there, it always seems so easy to end up heading west instead. Unless of course I’m going the other way towards Holywell Bay. The common factor among those favoured beaches is that you can look out to sea and there will be an obvious focal point to settle the camera on. It’s the same when I head down towards the infinite pleasures around Land’s End. Perhaps it’s a lack of imagination on my part, but I do like to give you a sporting chance of realising what you’re supposed to be looking at when you take the time to view my images.
But Ali likes to bring Rosie here, her sister’s cocker spaniel who loves to race over the clifftops in her endless search for unwary rabbits. Sometimes I go with them, just to get a breath of air and a small dose of vitamin D from those mood filled winter skies, and New Year’s Day brought a classic “I suppose I’d better move my backside from the sofa” moment. The Great Escape wasn’t on the TV anyway as far as I could tell, and if Steve McQueen couldn’t be bothered to entertain me with his motorcycle antics then it seemed that the world was telling me to go outside and embrace it. I don’t always take the camera with me on these outings, but then again, I usually regret it as soon as I take one look at the sea. A couple of weeks earlier we’d arrived here on a sunny Thursday afternoon; one of those calm winter days when the Atlantic was propelling perfectly formed rollers crowned with snowy white plumes of seaspray towards the shore. The phone clearly wasn’t up to it and I cursed myself for failing to do the simplest of things and putting the camera in the bag with a suitably long lens. The sense of lost opportunity from that beautiful day remained with me, and since then each time I’ve gone to the clifftop tooled up for action – albeit without a tripod.
I hadn’t intended to do anything more than take a couple of shots to dabble with half-heartedly in an idle moment in Lightroom later, but as we arrived at the view over the beach, two things caught my eye. Firstly, the swell was in a playful mood, with phases where groups of waves would break extravagantly across the scene. And secondly the cliffs beyond somewhere just off Portreath to the west had almost completely disappeared into a haze of sea mist. Normally from this spot you can see all the way across to St Ives, even on a dull day, but today things were different. And so the inevitable came home to roost. With seascapes every single image is unique, bringing the usual inability to know when to stop that afflicts me every time I’m in this situation, and my co-walkers were soon somewhere over the horizon above me on their circuit towards Chapel Porth of the eastern side of the cliff.
I really should have brought a tripod with me. I’d made my usual mistake of bringing the unforgiving but lightweight budget lens with the enormous focal range; the one where I’m never sure about exactly what it’s focusing on. I tried sitting on the grass, then balancing the camera on my knee and using the touchscreen autofocus, but I couldn’t really see the composition properly. Through the viewfinder I tried it alternately in autofocus and then in manual focus, producing another glut of raw files that would take some sifting later. As the time since I’d last seen Ali and Rosie increased, soft peachy tones began to gently warm the sky. With little idea as to whether I’d got a worthwhile shot, I eventually decided that enough was enough and chased off along the path in search of my companions. The inside of Ali’s car may resemble a farmyard as a result of the extracurricular dog walking activities, but getting into it was still far preferable to walking home. Besides which we might get a cup of tea at her sister’s house as a reward for our efforts.
Later that evening the sifting began. The good news was that each time I went through the many, image number 9048 stood out. After three passes through the lot of them, firstly on the PC’s photo viewing software and then in Lightroom, image 9048 was still the one that caught my attention. I think it was the two lines of breaking waves that singled it out. And gradually, very much like that Tamron lens and Porthtowan itself, the image grew on me. The energy of the ocean below me and the soft sky palette had conspired to win me over. Somehow from this unprepared adventure I’d managed to wrestle an image I thought worthy of sharing with this most discerning of audiences. I hope it passes muster.
Still wish I’d taken my tripod though. Do have a lovely weekend.
Extracurricular lessons....
bonbon - reiko hair pack - group gift <3
Rodex: Wendyx
Kokoro - Erza Bento Breathing Set
location: Jilin Estates - DYNASTY❤
There are few things more frustrating than travelling a very long way, finding what may have been the only composition you haven't seen a thousand times beforehand and then not realising your results are flawed until you load them onto your laptop several days later in the full knowledge that it may be some years, if indeed ever that you stand at the self same scene again.
Thus it was here. We'd been on an extracurricular and successful whale watching trip out of Husavik on Iceland's north coast, somewhere around the 66th degree of latitude. As we rolled out of what we agreed was a rather delightful small town we happened upon this lone building at the outskirts, set appealingly against the backdrop of snow fringed mountains across the sound. Criminally, I left my tripod in the camper van and went handheld, something I only very rarely do, and the results belie a degree of camera shake. Lesson learned.
I did decide however that I should hold onto a couple of the RAW files and I've just started a 30 day trial of a product by Topaz which promised to airbrush my misdemeanours. It's not perfect, but it's better and I really loved the composition, so I'm going to quietly beg that you indulge me on this one.
Incidentally, has anyone else tried the Topaz programme or do you just shoot your images properly in the first place? I've tried it on a couple of other images and unlike this one, it saves them as black rectangles. Which isn't inspiring me with much confidence that it's going to be a wise investment.
Nelson, NOVA ZELANDA 2023
Nelson Central School is a public primary school located in the heart of Nelson, New Zealand. Founded in the mid-19th century, it is one of the oldest schools in the region. The school provides quality education, focusing on the academic, social, and emotional development of its students. It features spacious, green grounds with modern facilities for its pupils. In addition to traditional subjects, the school encourages extracurricular activities such as art, music, and sports. The school community is strongly involved in the educational process. Nelson Central School is known for its inclusive and welcoming environment. Teachers work collaboratively to ensure all children succeed. The school plays an important role in shaping the future generations of the city.
Cades Cove, Great Smoky Mountains National Park, TN
For my trip to the Smoky Mountains I had several hikes planned. One of them was to Abrams Falls in Cades Cove.
The hike, a 5 miles round-trip, is fairly easy, but you should wear sturdy shoes. There are some sharp rocks along the trail and wearing my trail shoes, which have a rather thin sole, I was jumping up and down on one leg and cussing a few times. :-P
Even with this "extracurricular" activity, I made it there and back again in about 2 hrs 30 min (2 hours for the hike and half an hour at the falls, maybe even a little longer). The website lists it as 3-4 hrs hike and moderate in difficulty. Yeah... NO!
About Abrams Falls, it is only 20 feet high, so one of the smaller falls in the park. But the large volume of water rushing over the fall more than makes up for its lack of height. And personally I think this one was the most picturesque of all the falls I visited.
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A short interview with Miss Kayona Rayelle Brown, the newest queen of Dollywood High School, as per popular vote! Interview was conducted by a fellow student, who is also on yearbook staff (Claira).
What Grade are you in? :" I'm currently a junior at Dollywood High School."
Whats your Favorite color: "Orange, it goes great with my skintone"
What are your Parent's Names?: "My beautiful mother Asha Brown & handsome father Demetrius Brown "
And your Favorite Store?:" Hmm.. Hollister.. and also anywhere that accepts Visa's ,laughs"
Favorite Accessory?: "My heels & handbags of course.. umm Gucci, Prada,Versace, you name it, it's in my closet" ;)
And your Favorite Vacation Spot?:" Tough question but.. Malibu, California , lots of places to sunbathe!"
Favorite Animal?:" A butterfly,because its so graceful and elegant.. you never know its true beauty until it has fully matured."
Pets?: "I own a yorkie named Maxine & pug named Perrina, they're my faves."
Grade point average?:" 3.7 .. last time I checked."
Favorite Celebrity?: "Well.. I would say the fabulous Beyonce Knowles, yes absolutely... you know I even hear people say I could totally pass as her twin."
Favorite Song: "Beyonce .. obviously .. and I must go with Ego, the remix with the sexy Kanye!"
Extracurricular activites:" Ok.. here goes nothing, I'm the Pres of Pep Club, In Spanish Club, On Swim Team, in home ec club, on both the dance and cheer squad, and I participate on the yearbook staff... yep.. I think thats it.. haha
Employers?: " Well yes.. I am currently working as intern for the lovely renowned model: Brooke Anderson.. I am hoping to become a successful model someday just like her."
Wow Your Pretty Busy, what do you do when you actually have spare time?: laughs.. "Well I usually can be found sunbathing in our pool or watching a movie with my family.. they are my everything."
Hometown?: "Memphis, Tennessee... its the best :D "
Favorite Class?: "Chemistry... I mean who doesn't like a little chemistry" ;) giggles
Thank you for your time Miss Brown: " No.. thank you :) "
So today I spend a good deal of time working on a scene for the upcoming Neofuturist show that I was going to audition for tomorrow afternoon. Then I remembered that I couldn't audition because I have to retake a calculus test that'll take an hour and a half then. It's just kind of upsetting because the majority of my high school career has been spent handling responsibilities instead of enjoying my extracurriculars.
On a side note, Regina has been playing all day because I finally downloaded her self-recorded album because of Rebecca darling.
View in lightbox and I'll love you forever and ever and I might even make you cookies
"Are we bothering with Godafoss or not?" rang the question as I looked at my watch, eager to make my way to Aldeyjarfoss 25 miles away down a gravel track with an additional 40 minute hike to follow thereafter. After wandering through the gift shop and holding my hunger at bay with an ubiquitous Icelandic hot dog from the cafe we wandered out to have a recce at what we thought might be a rather too large Godafoss. The research had suggested that one viewpoint below the broad main falls through a wide angle lens might be worth a try, and so it proved to be, Lee happily setting up his tripod right in the middle of my own composition. And so we have a middle aged excitable Aston Villa fan (if that in itself isn't an oxymoron) pointing his Sony at another majestic piece of Icelandic scenery.
My word what a country this is. We travelled the entire ring road just to visit Aldeyjarfoss and Godafoss, although a sneaky extracurricular whale watching expedition out of Husavik the following morning proved to be one of the admittedly plentiful highlights of the week.
Iceland. Have you been thinking about going? Saying to your photography buddies, "we need to go to Iceland you know?" Book your flights, and the adventure will surely follow.
I joined a choir this week. First time in over 20 years. As a kid singing was one of my big extracurricular activities - choirs, drama clubs. But it was something I had a hard time finding space for in my adult life. I was nervous but stepping back into singing wasn’t so hard… I even remembered to bring a pencil.
Hey guys sorry I haven’t been posting ive been busy with school and extracurriculars.Anyways I decided to do a sw post cause I don’t do many and yea lets get into it:
L-R: Darth maul( experimenting with robot leg designs), obi wan kenobi( Im playing around with some military vests to act as sort of like robes but idk), anakin( military vest idea for him too), ashoka( wanted to go with her non cw season 7 appearance lol), fives, durge, wat tambor( small modifications but I did change his torso)
Top: Jek 14, count dooku, sidious, pre vizsla, bo katan
Anyways yea I quite like this post and i'm working on a comic book US agent so that should be out soon but yea comment and fav and lmk what u think.
One more photo I edited to destress. :> Feels great to open Photoshop after 6 weeks of inactivity (but i feel like it's slower why do u hate me ps w h y)
Ahhhhh I'm so tired but I'm lecturing my year 3s in 20mins ∠( ᐛ 」∠) OKAY FINE I ADMIT I LOVE IT because this whole culture of teaching your juniors is such a med-exclusive thing?? I run a study group teaching the year 3s, and attend two other groups where the year 5s teach us. c:
but that's 3 out of 5 weekday evenings burnt from 7 to 10pm... orz
And I have a scholarship interview on Wednesday evening, and an extracurricular lecture on Thursday evening so that's all my weekday nights gone for this week. ಠ_ಠ
Today's lecture is on lung cancers and that's my favourite topic. ♡
This past May while I was in the town of Grottoes, VA MCing their annual bluegrass festival, I had seen where a flared SD70MAC locomotive would lead westbound grain empties up Buckingham Branch’s North Mountain Subdivision in mint early evening light. Considering that I had some downtime, and the lighting gave me a motive, I decided to give my good friend Brady a call and see if he wanted to give chase. The rest was history.
Here we see the train between Fishersville and Staunton, at a location known as Plecker Hill. This is a fairly undershot location, and one that I think deserves some more attention. With the road paralleling the tracks for about a mile, there’s plenty of different compositions to be had here, and it’s a nice alternative to the spot in the town of Fishersville and the often popular station in historic Staunton. (5/16/24)
Human Spaceflight image of the week:
These ‘yukimarimo’ photographed near the Concordia Research Station were not made by humans for a snowball fight but rather by Antarctic wind.
Discovered by Japanese researchers in 1995 – yuki meaning ‘snow’ and marimo ‘moss balls’ that they resemble – they form when temperatures rapidly drop following a storm. The resulting layer of hoarfrost that forms on the snow is then broken up by light wind that packs the ice crystals into these balls of fine frost. They then tumble across the Antarctic desert, symbols of the icy continent’s barrenness and desolation, or near desolation.
Antarctica’s inhospitable conditions are braved annually by researchers and participants in the name of science. ESA utilises the permanent, year-round French-Italian Concordia Research Station to run experiments focusing on human research. In the harsh cold and the alternating six months of complete daylight and total darkness, Antarctica is a unique testing ground for the harsh conditions humans will encounter on exploration missions to Moon, Mars or beyond.
"Concordia offers ESA a place to conduct research on people living far away from civilisation in extreme conditions – much like spaceflight," explains Jennifer Ngo-Anh, ESA's head of Human Research.
How we adapt physically and psychologically to such extreme environments is the focus of these experiments.
This year’s team, consisting of an ESA-sponsored medical doctor Carole Dangoisse and 14 other crewmembers, arrived during the Antarctic summer (November to February) and have just passed the six-month mark of their stay. They experienced their last sunrise on 3 May and have since been plunged into a darkness that intensifies daily until the September equinox. According to Dr Dangoisse, the lowest temperature they have recorded so far is –73.6 °C with a wind chill factor of –96.8 °C.
To keep spirits high among the volunteers, the team organises extracurricular activities alongside daily tasks. Music groups, yoga classes, movie viewings and special mid-winter festivities create a sense of community and togetherness that are key to mission success in such harsh terrain. Like the yukimarimo, the team must keep on keeping on in the world’s largest desert for a little while yet.
Credit: ESA-C. Dangoisse
It says: Special Extracurricular Excute Sector. Basically a bunch of teenagers beat up bad guys at midnight. x3
Please refrain from re-posting these anywhere else without permission
Dresdner Parkeisenbahn: the Großer Garten is a large urban park located in the city center of Dresden. In 1950, a "Pioneer's Railway" (Pioniereisenbahn Dresden), an invention from Soviet times, was put into service in this park to provide extracurricular training for children interested in railway professions. Initially in the hands of the public transport company of Dresden, DVB, ownership later passed to the national railway company DR. After the collapse of the Soviet Union and German reunification, in 1993 ownership of the railway was transferred to the State of Saxony, and it is operated by the association Dresdner Parkeisenbahn e.V.
The line, with a gauge of 381 mm, has a total length of 5.6 km, with a section of single track and a large loop, and five stations. The rolling stock has two steam locomotives (Krauss-Maffei 1925), two battery locomotives, 35 passenger cars and several auxiliary vehicles.
On the Hauptbahnhof, a train consisting of the EA02 double battery locomotive and six open cars. The locomotive was build in 1982 by RAW Dresden and is the most widely used locomotive on the railway. With a (1'A' 1'A')+(1'A' 1'A') wheel arrangement, it weighs 15 tons, has a power of 34 kW (which allows it to tow up to eight cars) and can reach a maximum speed of 25 km/h.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hart_House_(University_of_Toronto)
Hart House is a student activity centre at the University of Toronto. Established in 1919, it is one of the earliest North American student centres, being the location of student debates and conferences since its construction. Hart House was initiated and financed by Vincent Massey, an alumnus and benefactor of the university, and was named in honour of his grandfather, Hart Massey.[1] The Collegiate Gothic-revival complex was the work of architect Henry Sproatt, who worked alongside decorator Alexander Scott Carter, and engineer Ernest Rolph, and subsequently designed the campanile at its southwestern corner, Soldiers' Tower. In 1957, the house hosted future U.S. President John F. Kennedy.[2]
History
Exterior of Hart House taken during the summertime.
Hart House, University of Toronto, taken in July 1924, from the M.O. Hammond fonds held at the Archives of Ontario.
As an undergraduate, Vincent Massey read history and English at University College in the University of Toronto, and then completed graduate studies in history at Balliol College, Oxford. Upon his return to Canada, he sought to bring a unifying, communitarian spirit to the highly independent colleges of the University of Toronto, inspired by the social and recreational life that he observed at Oxford's colleges. Massey, who in 1908 had become a trustee of his family estate, offered to establish a structure devoted to extracurricular activities at the university, an idea that was embraced by the university's governors. The land on which the building exists was close to the McCaul's pond, which was buried along with Taddle Creek in 1886.
Dresdner Parkeisenbahn: the Großer Garten is a large urban park located in the city center of Dresden. In 1950, a "Pioneer's Railway" (Pioniereisenbahn Dresden), an invention from Soviet times, was put into service in this park to provide extracurricular training for children interested in railway professions. Initially in the hands of the public transport company of Dresden, DVB, ownership later passed to the national railway company DR. After the collapse of the Soviet Union and German reunification, in 1993 ownership of the railway was transferred to the State of Saxony, and it is operated by the association Dresdner Parkeisenbahn e.V.
The line, with a gauge of 381 mm, has a total length of 5.6 km, with a section of single track and a large loop, and five stations. The rolling stock has two steam locomotives (Krauss-Maffei 1925), two battery locomotives, 35 passenger cars and several auxiliary vehicles.
On the Hauptbahnhof, a train consisting of the EA02 double battery locomotive and six open cars. The locomotive was build in 1982 by RAW Dresden and is the most widely used locomotive on the railway. With a (1'A' 1'A')+(1'A' 1'A') wheel arrangement, it weighs 15 tons, has a power of 34 kW (which allows it to tow up to eight cars) and can reach a maximum speed of 25 km/h.
The extracurricular journey with girls in Santa Marta, Colombia. A children's program of Corporacion Juntos Construyendo futuro.
Hey guys, I know it’s been more than a month since I’ve posted so I’d just like to clarify that I’m not dead. I’ve been really busy lately between school and extracurriculars so that’s why I haven’t posted. Anyway I made all the villains from the Arkham games to tweak the designs that I think weren’t so great before. I’ll specify which games each design is from.
From L-R:
Bottom:
Solomon Grundy (City), Two-Face (City), Dead-Shot (City), Bane (Asylum), Poison Ivy (Knight), Cat-woman (City/Knight), Harley Quinn (Harley Quinn’s Revenge), Joker (Asylum/City/Knight), Penguin (City), Mr. Freeze (City), Riddler (City), Scarecrow (Knight), Black Mask (Origins), Arkham Knight (Knight)
Top:
Victor Zsasz (Asylum), Deacon Blackfire (Knight), Electrocutioner (Origins), Killer Croc (Origins), Azrael (City/Knight), Hugo Strange (City), Ra’s Al Ghul (City), Mad Hatter (City), Deathstroke (Origins/Knight), Copperhead (Origins), Clayface (City), Shiva (Origins)
Above the Top row:
Man-Bat (Knight) and Firefly (Origins)
Leave a comment if you like these or if I missed someone!
Hart House is a student activity centre at the University of Toronto. Established in 1919, it is one of the earliest North American student centres, being the location of student debates and conferences since its construction. Hart House was initiated and financed by Vincent Massey, an alumnus and benefactor of the university, and was named in honour of his grandfather, Hart Massey.[1] The Collegiate Gothic-revival complex was the work of architect Henry Sproatt, who worked alongside decorator Alexander Scott Carter, and engineer Ernest Rolph, and subsequently designed the campanile at its southwestern corner, Soldiers' Tower. In 1957, the house hosted future U.S. President John F. Kennedy.[2]
History
Exterior of Hart House taken during the summertime.
Hart House, University of Toronto, taken in July 1924, from the M.O. Hammond fonds held at the Archives of Ontario.
As an undergraduate, Vincent Massey read history and English at University College in the University of Toronto, and then completed graduate studies in history at Balliol College, Oxford. Upon his return to Canada, he sought to bring a unifying, communitarian spirit to the highly independent colleges of the University of Toronto, inspired by the social and recreational life that he observed at Oxford's colleges. Massey, who in 1908 had become a trustee of his family estate, offered to establish a structure devoted to extracurricular activities at the university, an idea that was embraced by the university's governors. The land on which the building exists was close to the McCaul's pond, which was buried along with Taddle Creek in 1886.
When construction began in 1911, the trustees of the Massey estate had budgeted $300,000 for the project. Working without a master plan, Massey and his architect continued to adopt new ideas and expand existing ones as construction progressed. By the time of its completion in 1919, the cost of the building had soared to $2 million.[3]
Hart House was built during the Gothic Revival era. Originally, Gothic architecture was associated with cathedrals. The Gothic cathedral was built at a large scale. When the style had first gained its momentum in England and France, the large churches were encrusted with decoration. This decoration depicted biblical events through images so that even the illiterate could dwell in the ideals of religion. Originally, the church developed universities. Hart House is intended to evoke that history. The building is made up of corridors flanked by rooms with high ceilings and sculptural detailing.[4]
Massey's donation stipulated that the building was to be used only by men, as he felt that a coeducational facility would ruin the sense of collegiality that he hoped to create. Beginning in the 1950s, this restriction created much controversy, as women demanded admission. Until the end of his life Massey stood by his original conditions, although some progress did occur. In 1954 the Arbor room coffee shop was constructed, which was the first co-educational space in Hart House. Additionally, in 1958 the first debate was held which women were allowed to attend, although they were segregated behind a rope and not allowed to speak. After Vincent Massey's death in 1967 the Stewards and administrators of Hart House had Massey's deed of gift altered to allow women to become members. Since 1972, women have been able to fully participate in the House's activities. [5]
During John F. Kennedy's debate with Stephen Lewis at Hart House on 14 November 1957, Kennedy said "I personally rather approve of keeping women out of these places." He also said, "It's a pleasure to be in a country where women cannot mix in everywhere" (ignoring the female students who picketed outside with signs proclaiming "Unfair!" and "We want Kennedy!").[6][7][8]
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hart_House_(University_of_Toronto)
Dresdner Parkeisenbahn: the Großer Garten is a large urban park located in the city center of Dresden. In 1950, a "Pioneer's Railway" (Pioniereisenbahn Dresden), an invention from Soviet times, was put into service in this park to provide extracurricular training for children interested in railway professions. Initially in the hands of the public transport company of Dresden, DVB, ownership later passed to the national railway company DR. After the collapse of the Soviet Union and German reunification, in 1993 ownership of the railway was transferred to the State of Saxony, and it is operated by the association Dresdner Parkeisenbahn e.V.
The line, with a gauge of 381 mm, has a total length of 5.6 km, with a section of single track and a large loop, and five stations. The rolling stock has two steam locomotives (Krauss-Maffei 1925), two battery locomotives, 35 passenger cars and several auxiliary vehicles.
On the Hauptbahnhof, a train consisting of the EA02 double battery locomotive and six open cars. The locomotive was build in 1982 by RAW Dresden and is the most widely used locomotive on the railway. With a (1'A' 1'A')+(1'A' 1'A') wheel arrangement, it weighs 15 tons, has a power of 34 kW (which allows it to tow up to eight cars) and can reach a maximum speed of 25 km/h.
I do find the kids nowadays are great acrobats.
They can find good balance between study, extracurricular activities, tuition school, leisure, online social network and offline social gathering and many more ....
There are so many priorities for little kids compared to adults.
I admire their great balance.
This is candid shot of the dance performer in our local shopping mall for the Mid-Autumn Festival celebration last week. She was having a pose and practice for pictures by her family.
Have a great weekend!
Fuji X-T1 camera
Fuji XF 60mm F2.4 macro lens
台上一分鐘，台下十年功。
Perile, Come She Will
This is where he said to meet; did she have the wrong address? It was in a part of town unknown to her, and she had gotten lost. The nice young man at the service station she had stopped at had most kindly given her directions.
The area was bit seedy, and dirty, and ……were the dance club, The Rapscallion he had called it.
Maybe it was at the end of this alley, she wondered, and moved to go down it…… but faltered, as the alleys’ dark passageway rather put her off. She thought it over, and as she did her mind went to last weekend….
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It had been the charming young stranger she had met last week who had suggested they meet tonight, and he had given her directions to a dance parlor he had called Rapscallion. Private he said, not even listed, he had told her, but well worth the visit, he had promised her.
Still standing in front of the dark alley, She shivered delightfully as she relived it all. She had met him last Saturday at her Cousin Sarah’s wedding. reception.
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He had come up to her, quite shyly, and had meekly asked for a dance, as though her denying him would be pure devastation to his being.
The name he had whispered in her ear as they had dance was Hallowick, Robin Hallowick, mimicking a James Bond Movie.
It had been wonderful and she had had the time of her life. The only blemish was the diamond clasp form her satin cape, turning up missing, they had looked for it everywhere. She still held out hope that it would still be found. He himself had been ever so devastated over her losing the expensive piece, almost as bad as she had felt. She had covered her own feelings and tried to ease his mind, saying she had several more at home in her collection.
It was then Robin had suggested he repay the wonderful time he had had by taking her out for an evening of dancing at the exclusive club called Rapscallion . She had never heard of it, or her cousin. He had invited them both, but unfortunately her cousin Sarah would be on her Honeymoon.
He had said to her, looks like just me and you kid, a devilish smile spreading across his face, and she had absolutely just melted on the spot. Sarah, who was always worrying over her, had urged her to accept his offer, not that she had needed much prodding from anyone. Accepting, he had kissed her hand, and then had her write down the address for a promised romantic evening( her belief) . He then, speaking French, had bid her “un au revoir fond”, and had left for an urgent business appointment.
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So that evening she had anxiously driven into the city, literally squirming in her seat the whole hour long trip
She now shivered with excitement, but then remembering the the area she was in, she turned back to the street as she wistfully looked at her Rolex; she had been waiting for almost 30 minutes. She decided to walk a little ways down the alley, but if she found nothing there….. she decided to head home. She did so hate to leave her house empty for very long. She had given her 3 servants the night off with the anticipation of some extracurricular activities with the charming Robin Hallowick.
Then she saw a figure detached itself from the shadows, oh good, she thought, a local, perhaps he can help me?
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Please follow Perile for more adventures down a quite crooked path.
I was fortunate in finding myself in a VIP area at a NASCAR event in Las Vegas. Part of the festivities involved shutting down Las Vegas Boulevard while NASCAR drivers in their race cars drove down the street and did massive burn-outs in the intersections! One driver, (who will remain anonymous) was too enthusiastic and managed to blow out his rear tire, then drove all the way back to the staging area. In the process, his tire really started to come apart and beat the body panels up a bit. This obviously perturbed mechanic came over to check the damage (behind the wheel well and also behind the tire/wheel assembly) and from his muttering it wasn't hard to make out that he was pretty unhappy about the extracurricular damage.
It was my grandfather who announced this. Not when he was on a whale watching trip in the North of Iceland, but in a car park on Droskyn Head overlooking Perranporth Beach on the north coast of Cornwall, the year after he'd retired and followed us down to live in the place where half the country seems to come for their summer holiday each year. We just nodded. We'd barely been anywhere beyond Cornwall, or the Romney Marsh where we'd lived until a couple of years earlier. If Grandad said it was, then it was. He was like that. A huge genial oaf whose hefty bulk made his opinion the final one on any subject. He never left Britain. Not once did he even go on a booze cruise to Calais or Boulogne on the ferry. During the war he trained Polish and Czech soldiers to drive trucks and ride motor cycles in Hampshire. In their broken English they would refer to him as "the big sergeant who swears a lot." I always liked that. Afterwards he ran a removal firm out of Royal Leamington Spa. From Thurso to Truro he knew the British Isles inside out. But he never stepped outside our nation. So despite living to the age of 87 he never saw this. But then again he never even saw the inside of a cross channel ferry.
It was 1977, the year of the Silver Jubilee, Virginia Wade winning Wimbledon and Scotland beating England at Wembley with a goal from a bright young thing called Kenny Dalglish, who'd just joined Liverpool. I was 11 years old and I remember it all so clearly. The Queen even visited Falmouth, and despite having just left our primary school we had to go and stand in the town centre waving our Union Jacks in those terrible brown uniforms for one last time. Flanked on either side of the road we got the B side of events, Prince Philip asking whether we'd been press-ganged into standing there on a Saturday morning in August wearing school uniform. We grinned, like 11 year old schoolkids who'd been addressed by a member of the Royal Family do.
I'm not sure this is the greatest photo I've ever shared with you, but those of you who are kind enough to bear with me know I enjoy spinning a yarn to accompany the image. 11 months ago almost to the day, Lee and I decided there was just enough time in between one location and the next to squeak in an extracurricular whale watching adventure at Husavik. It was an absolute joy, with four Humpback Whales announcing their presence. Our vessel puttered five miles out to sea over a bay flanked by snowy mountains on either side in gentle but persistent rain, small groups of puffins racing low across the sound in perfect formation. Just a stretch short of the Arctic Circle it's the furthest north I've ever travelled and it's a day I'll never forget. I don't even know how I managed to stitch no less than seven shots together from the decks of the good ship Salka into a panorama.
There must be a million best views in Europe, and just maybe this is one of them. It certainly left me looking for the oxygen supply. It's always when I'm in front of a view such as this that I remember his words from all those years ago.
I'd like to dedicate this to one Kenneth Basil Claude Jackman, a big swearing sergeant who left us with some fond memories a long time ago.
The image was captured in late March of this year on one of my last outings to Mud Lake WMA near Roberts, Idaho. I'm hoping to get back in the Flickr groove after a multi month absence. Some times life gets in the way of extracurricular activities such as photography.
After Cliffs announced the idling of Minorca in March production wrapped up pretty quickly. A few weeks ago we started hauling 40-50 car cuts up there for them to load reclaim pellets using front end loaders. The neat thing is now that the other captive SD40 variants on the Missabe have been assigned elsewhere the power has been what will now become standard MRF and extra power, Missabe tunnel motors. Except for a pair of geeps necessary in Keenan the only captive EMDs left on the Missabe are the remaining DMIR SD38s and tunnel motors (minus 403)
Knowing that UTAC was down for maintenance I rolled into Keenan just before 0700 and saw two tunnels tied on to a string of 7 series ore cars and instantly knew what my chore would be. Sunshine the whole morning turned into a wall of clouds as I left Virginia but luckily by the time I started onto the loop some breaks appeared. With the move being no rush I had plenty of time for extracurricular activities and stopped the head end just into the loop and walked up track a bit for a wedge. In maybe 4000 feet the 405 will be where I'm standing to take the photo.
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Dresdner Parkeisenbahn: the Großer Garten is a large urban park located in the city center of Dresden. In 1950, a "Pioneer's Railway" (Pioniereisenbahn Dresden), an invention from Soviet times, was put into service in this park to provide extracurricular training for children interested in railway professions. Initially in the hands of the public transport company of Dresden, DVB, ownership later passed to the national railway company DR. After the collapse of the Soviet Union and German reunification, in 1993 ownership of the railway was transferred to the State of Saxony, and it is operated by the association Dresdner Parkeisenbahn e.V.
The line, with a gauge of 381 mm, has a total length of 5.6 km, with a section of single track and a large loop, and five stations. The rolling stock has two steam locomotives (Krauss-Maffei 1925), two battery locomotives, 35 passenger cars and several auxiliary vehicles.
Detail of one of the tracks of the Hauptbahnhof, with large concrete sleepers and elastic fasteners.
Edwin B. Forsythe NWR
The D800's wide dynamic range makes dealing with backlighting a lot more fun than it used to be!
Making sense of light is one of the more compelling elements of nature photography for me. I seem to keep talking about it, at any rate.
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A more uplifting story about this irruption, in light of the NY/NJ Port Authority's irritating decision simply to shoot the owls that have had the misfortune to land at New York City airports.
www.newsworks.org/index.php/component/flexicontent/item/6...
Port Authority comes to its senses!
newyork.cbslocal.com/2013/12/09/report-port-authority-tar...
77/365.
i hate pictures of my face like this, they make me feel so conceited. but i spent the whole day looking for a place to buy dry ice for this awesome idea ive had for a couple of days. no such luck. by the time i got back from this adventure there wasnt enough sunlight for too much. i snapped this photo to stick with my 365, and i thought it was strange how the colors and my expression really seemed to fit with the words "dry ice." i dunno... maybe its just me? but on the plus side, i did remember that my best friends dad works for a gas company. plan on seeing that photo tomorrow.
tagged like a hundred and fifty times, i swear (not that its bad, im just lazy):
1) as of a few days ago, im officially a college dropout. i graduated high school with a 3.9 gpa and was in every extracurricular you could imagine. what happened to me? i decided to be an artist. and im proud of it.
2) i like to draw, paint, and do collage work also. havent done that for a while though.
3) i get told i look like angelina jolie, only because i have a massive lower lip.
4) i like to dye my hair black. my mother always thought it looked best blonde.
5) i love to sleep until noon, but when i wake up i feel like the day is already gone.
6) i really enjoy camping.
7) one of my best friends has a baby, and i dont get to see her often. but i did today and i feel happier because of it.
8) my boyfriends bedsheets have snowmen on them. we are classy.
9) i could drink blueberry pomegranite juice until i explode.
10) i keep finding ants on me for some reason.
i dunno who to tag right now.