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The light begins to fade as 66560 heads past Duffryn with an engineer's train back in September 2017.
Daily Dog Challenge: Dreamer
Kahn & my T-shirt from 28th August 2013.
We were in Washington for the 50th Anniversary of the Martin Luther King Jn. 'I have a Dream' March on D.C.
Kahn wasn't quite born then :)
"Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the Fall."
~F. Scott Fitzgerald
Technical Information (or Nerdy Stuff):
Camera - Nikon D7200 (handheld)
Lens – Nikkor 18-300mm Zoom
ISO – 200
Aperture – f/8
Exposure – 1/30 second
Focal Length – 50mm
The original RAW file was processed with Adobe Camera Raw and final adjustments were made with Photoshop CS6.
"For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." ~Jeremiah 29:11
One i took a while ago off the coast of Whitehaven, i didn't expect much colour because of the lack of cloud but once the sun had set this happened. I originally processed this in black and white for a change but thought I’d try the colour version
Texture by Sarah Gardner.
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Through The Barricades
Spandau Ballet
Mother doesn't know where love has gone
She says it must be youth that keeps us feeling strong
I see it in her face that's turned to ice
And when she smiles she shows the lines of sacrifice
And now I know what they're saying
As our sun begins to fade
And we made our love on wasteland
And through the barricades
Father made my history
He fought for what he thought would set us somehow free
He taught me what to say in school
I learned it off by heart but now that's torn in two
And now I know what they're saying
In the music of the parade
And we made our love on wasteland
And through the barricades
Born on different sides of life
But we feel the same and feel all of this strife
So come to me when I'm asleep
And we'll cross the line and dance upon the streets
And now I know what they're saying
As the drums begin to fade
And we made our love on wasteland
And through the barricades
Oh, turn around and I'll be there
Well there's a scar right through my heart but I'll bare it again
Oh, I thought we were the human race
But we were just another borderline case
And the stars reach down and tell us
That there's always one escape
Oh, I don't know where love has gone
And in this troubled land desperation keeps us strong
Friday's child is full of soul
With nothing left to lose, there's everything to go
And now I know what they're saying
It's a terrible beauty we've made
So we make our love on wasteland
And through the barricades
And now I know what they're saying
As our hearts go to their graves
And we made our love on wasteland
And through the barricades
Second and last image from this mornings shoot at Coledale, on Sydneys South Coast. Thought I'd process this one as a B&W and I'm quite happy with the way its turned out. This is a 3 shot Pano. Hope you like "Through The Barricades"...Cheers, Mike
It's hard to believe that this shot was taken less than 4 months ago, but it was. Summer faded into fall, which then turned to winter.
For those of you in cold weather climates like me, I hope this reminds you that summer in the Northern Hemisphere is now less than 6 months away!
The angel fades as
she drifts away,
into the setting sun,
she can not stay.
Thinking she had someone
who loved her way.
Whom under stress,
would not tatter and fray
and in times of need
could kneel and pray
Into the distance she drifts away,
waiting just slightly to be asked to stay.
Slow down her thoughts today
as her heart begins to sway.
Still she knows she can not stay.
His hearts demons have
stolen him away.
Its in his hands now
not to tatter and fray
but instead to kneel and pray
perhaps then her heart
wont drift away.
Its late in the evening
and done is the day.
Faded this angel vanishes
through the doorway.
Vaguely hearing a faint
whisper to stay.
Then the light comes,
chasing doubt away.
That still small voice
in love dose say,
show me how not to
tatter and fray.
Let us together
kneel and pray.
Let love in our hearts
heal and sway
as the demons,
together we chase away.
The Angel fades into the
setting sun anyway.
Leading the demons far away.
Leaving the lover to
his lost highway.
Until each other can
not tatter and fray.
Until they come together
to kneel and pray
as husband and wife.
Perhaps then she
might return to stay.
Last week I was allowed behind the scenes inside Darlington's Indoor Market. This is the staircase leading to the current market office which was once part of the old Council Chamber which is no longer in existence.
I think that this is a Holly Blue butterfly, hiding in the shadows at Rhossili Beach, Gower Peninsula, Wales.
Compositionally Challenged Week 25 is Rule of Thirds. The bleeding hearts finished blooming a month ago, except for these three late bloomers. They are fully mature, their color fading.
This Pink Autumn Sage (Salvia greggii) is holding it's own in the fading Fall light. Salvia is the largest genus in the mint family. Their tubular flower can distinguish them in that they have two lips, the lower lip being flat but the upper lip is curved or helmet shaped.
I been so happy with
Family, Friends, and my Lover
But it doesn't stop me from
Fading Away
I never wanted to leave
Forgive me mother, father
Forgive me friends
Forgive me lover
I wanted to stay as long as I can
Fading Away
Please don't cry you just make me feel more sad
Be happy move on
Do it for me please
Fading Away
Goodbye and may god bless you all...
(poem I made)
Detail of Spanish revival home built in the 1920s by James Madison Chiles for his family. He was the residential developer of the town of Kenilworth, which, in 1929, was annexed to Asheville. Kenilworth is a lovely pedestrian-friendly neighborhood with homes that vary from small Arts and Crafts cottages to significant estates, like this one, which clearly is in need of a lot of TLC.
"This above all: to thine own self be true"
-shakespeare
Sometimes looking at something a different way can change everything. That and harsh, midday light really stinks for photography. So I came up with this while waiting around for a sunset one afternoon in Daphne, Alabama.
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A sunset reflected out over Lake Michigan on an August evening in Milwaukee, WI
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“Do not watch the petals fall from the rose with sadness, know that, like life, things sometimes must fade, before they can bloom again.”
~ Unknown
This line of clouds is all that is left of a line of thunderstorms that marched into the Salt Lake Valley Sunday night, then faded away before producing any measurable rain. However, it produced some pretty contrasting colors as the sun began to set...
At gone 10pm and with available light fading rapidly, Caledonian Sleeper Class 73/9 No. 73966 arrives at Crianlarich with 1B01, the 19:50 Fort William – Edinburgh sleeper service on 22nd May 2017. This train will combine with sleeper services from Inverness and Aberdeen before continuing onwards to London Euston. The line to Oban is in the foreground.
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www.phoenix-rpc.co.uk/index.html to the Phoenix Railway Photographic Circle.
Boys rinse off on the spray pad after they ran the Marine Corps Mud Run at Camp Pendleton, 5 kilometer distance.
Look for the faded marker on the boy in the foreground.
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Fading flowers have their own beauty. Here an aquilegia shares the stage with a white liatris, commonly known as gayfeather or blazing star.
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