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By the end of June 1968 Elms Coaches of Romford, essex, owned NMW340, a central entrance Harrington bodied Commer TS3 which started life in 1955 with Silver Star Motor Services from Salisbury and, after the take over of that company by neighbouring Wilts and Dorset, the coach spent some time with Western/Southern National as 3806, a number it still carried on the front panel. The location is Southend's Seaway coach park.
Something a little different in style and presentation. This was shot open as wide as my 55-200mm VR lens would go and then faded out in Photoshop.
Hope you enjoy this little quiet part of the garden..
Life, it seems, will fade away
Drifting further, every day
Getting lost within myself
Nothing matters, no one else
I have lost the will to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free
Things not what they used to be
Missing one inside of me
Deathly loss, this can't be real
Cannot stand this hell I feelEmptiness is filling me
To the point of agony
Growing darkness, taking dawn
I was me, but now he's gone
No one but me
Can save myself, but it's too late
Now I can't think
Think why I should even try
Yesterday seems
As though it never existed
Death greets me warm
Now I will just say goodbye
Goodbye... Metallica
A shot taken looking along Burbage brook from Toad's Mouth, near longshaw Estate in Derbyshire just as the evening light starts to fade.
Even when the strsses of life begin to wear on us, chipping away at our strength and we feel ourselves fading. There is always a piece of us right there, to remind us to keep going.
As the spring evening unfolds, Granton Harbour takes centre stage in a tableau of quiet elegance. The East Breakwater stretches purposefully into the Firth of Forth, its angular silhouette a bold contrast against the soft amber glow of the horizon. The lighthouse, a steadfast sentinel at the water’s edge, casts a commanding shadow, while two figures walk along the harbour wall, their presence adding a human connection to the vast, reflective expanse.
Above, the scene is framed by a rich tapestry of modern and historic architecture: the Queensferry Crossing towers in the distance, its cables delicately tracing the fading light, while the iconic Forth Rail Bridge offers a timeless silhouette against the dusky sky. Cramond Island’s treeline weaves natural beauty into this layered narrative, its dark forms melding seamlessly with the tranquil atmosphere.
The sky, painted in burnt orange and golden yellows, reflects in the calm waters below, where the subtle ripple of the Firth echoes the serenity of the moment. Shadows play across the scene, their depth and texture grounding the image in an earthy reality that contrasts the ethereal quality of the light.
The palette—warm, rich, and immersive—evokes a sense of peace and introspection, drawing viewers into a moment that feels both eternal and fleeting. This is more than a harbour at sunset; it is a place where the past meets the present, where structure meets nature, and where the quiet beauty of the evening invites you to linger and reflect.
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This scene is a poetic maritime landscape, blending minimalist architecture with timeless natural beauty. The warm palette of burnt orange, golden yellows, and deep shadows evokes a tranquil and introspective mood. It resonates with photographers seeking atmospheric compositions, nature enthusiasts drawn to coastal serenity, and romantics captivated by harmonious contrasts of light and shadow.
CDV, 1880s
Photographer/Fényképész: Liederhoffer Vilmos/Wilhelm Liederhoffer (1838, Brody, Ukraine/Ukrajna - 1901, Budapest)
Budapest
(Terézváros/Theresienstadt)
Király utca 51.
a Therézgyógyszertár mellett
(next to Theresa Apothecary)
Hungary
Liederhoffer műtermei (Sz. M. szerint):
Király utca 47.. (Pekáry-féle ház): 1870-1885
Király utca 51.. (Teréz gyógyszertár mellett): 1870-1928
Király utca 35-37. (Kisdiófa utca sarkán), a saját házában: 1895-1928
Csányi utca 12. (azelőttt Kismező utca): 1880-1883
Liederhoffer Vilmos 1870. május 19-én vette el Goldstein Reginát. Strelisky Lipót fényképész volt Liederhoffer tanúja. Halála után Goldstein Regina vezette tovább a műtermet 1928-as haláláig (1922 és 1926 között fiuk, Jenő), majd Klein úr, a segéd (ld. lent az idézetet Ráday Mihály műsorából).
Három gyermekük született, Jenő (1879-1928), aki fényképész lett, Béla és Regina.
A Király utcai Liederhoffer-ház érdekes története: urbface.com/budapest/a-leiderhoffer-berhaz
Liederhoffer 1892-ben vette meg a házat, és a régi épület helyére újat építtetett: lnyr.eleveltar.hu/bflquery/detail.aspx?ID=2370058
Ráday Mihály Unokáink sem fogják látni c. műsorából:
old.hirado.hu/magazin/cikk.php?id=14881&offset=2
"Liederhoffer Vilmos fényírdája a Budapest Király utca 35-37-ben volt, és a fényképész unokájánál, aki közeleg a 100-hoz már, ami az életkorát illeti, megvan néhány régi kép. Például a nagypapa és a nagymama színezett fényképeken. Ők építtették magát a házat a Király utcában. A fotók hátoldalára oda van írva büszkén, hogy Liederhoffer műterme a saját házában van. Sőt, az is, hogy "a felvételek az esti órákban villamos világítás mellett eszközöltettek.".
A házat magát meg lehet tekinteni a Király utcában ma is, csak ma már kevés nyoma van annak, hogy Liederhoffer Vilmos itt tartotta fönn nevezetes műtermét.
Ha belépünk ebbe a házba, azért találunk nyomokat. Például az egykor elegáns fotóműteremre utal az ablakok díszesen maratott üvege, meg a "fényírda" felirat. Átvészelt háborút, deportálást, államosítást, mindent.
Egy ablakon, egy ajtón, amelynek csak a fél üvegezése eredeti, azért megvan még a "bemenet" felirat.
Liederhoffer Vilmos meghalt 1903 tájt, a felesége, 1925-ben, de még az életében a fiai vezették az üzletet, illetve az egyik segédjük Klein úr, aki ugye a '30-as évek végén - nem akarom a történelmi helyzetet leírni hosszan -, szóval a 30-as évek végétől nem vezethette tovább a műtermet, nem végezhette a munkáját tovább. Eladták a házat is, és onnantól nem tudjuk, mi lett Klein úrral, mi lett a műteremmel. Nyomai vannak csak meg. Az, ahol nyílott valaha az emeleti bejárat, amivel szemben volt a műterem. De az idős hölgy lakásán ma is látható a 100 éves fényképek némelyike, megcsodálható maga a régi kép, és megcsodálható a kartonlapok hátoldalán a felirat."
This festering heap belonged to the alpha male of the local Hells Angels / Harley owners club. He had a Johnny Depp Pirates of the Caribbean thing going on, as he wore a red and white spotted bandana under his crash helmet. When parked, he swapped the helmet for a pork pie hat, complete with studded band and feathers. Adds to the local colour.
Courtyard doors to one of the many walled spaces within this former royal city enclosure . The red painted doors have faded to a soft velvety powder red making the whole slightly surreal . Modelled on China's Purple Forbidden City in Peking this is the Vietnamese version started in 1804 and became home to the Nguyen Dynasty of Emperors who ruled at least in name until 1945 .
The Purple Forbidden City
Hue
Vietnam
Wild apple blossoms .. past their prime but I love the colors of soft green and dark green .. fading to summer.
I think I love them just as much as they start to fade. Every year, their appearance just makes me so happy. Growing tulips in the desert isn't the easiest thing but most years, we manage to make it work. PA - routine. I am out every morning looking to see what is new in the garden. I couldn't believe my tulips started to bloom before I got home from our trip.
LX15GOU is seen in the fading light at Chadwell Heath. This bus is on a UL51 (D) Elizabeth Line rail replacement to Shenfield.
Vehicle Details
Operator: Enisgn bus
Fleet Number: 129
Registration: LX15GOU
Vehicle: B9TL Gemini 2
Looking like a grey faded ghost with daft luminous sectors 37688 "Great Rocks" is seen struggling with a blown traction motor been pushed by KFC 37418 at Moorgates during the North Yorkshire Moors Excellent Thrashy Claggy Diesel Gala 14/06/2025
English Gardens
Assiniboine Park
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For this week's Get Pushed!! challenge, I was paired with the incredibly talented jayneboo, who is a gifted nature photographer and doesn't back down from a challenge, either! I hope you'll take a moment to look over her photos - they're quite breathtaking!
In return, Jayneboo issued a choice of two challenges to me. The first was to explore my hometown and create a photo postcard to show it off. Sadly, we were soon hit with a freakish October snowstorm that dumped anywhere from 4 to 18 inches of heavy wet snow on Connecticut. Not only was most everything I'd consider scenic and photogenic now covered with snow, but it was downright treacherous getting out!
Good thing I was offered a backup choice, which went something like this: "Think of your favorite film, TV series or book title and show us what it is - with no hints or tips - leaving it to all members of the group to work it out. I am banning Little House on the Prairie - too easy for you I think!"
So, with a challenge worded that way, I'm really not at liberty to provide much in the way of commentary on this week's photo. Enjoy!
**Edit / Update**
It took a little while, but my challenger herself (Jayneboo) as well as Hickamore Hackamore actually guessed correctly what we were working at with this photo. The sense of loss in this photo plays out many times in The Time Traveler's Wife and I wanted to try to convey that sense of disappearance. I could conceive of two ways to accomplish this: photoshop or multiple exposure. Since my skills in photoshop (or GIMP) are fledgling at best, I opted for the second method. However, the camera isn't capable of it. "Hmm. I got it!" I picked up a party store strobe light and set it to the slowest setting it had and left the shutter open for a couple seconds, half the time with my hand in Mrs SmileMoon's hands, then quickly jerking it out of the frame before the next strobe flash went off. She was very patient with me. :-)