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Colorado Pacific Rio Grande (follow-on to the San Luis Rio Grande) runs a train from Alamosa, CO to Walsenburg via historic La Veta Pass on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Noting that a couple of the road's repainted ex-BNSF SD70MACs were "missing" from Alamosa earlier in the morning, I figured they'd be leading this train. Nope. Same ol' ex-CSX junk I'd seen on other internet sources. Nonetheless, the remains of earlier snow storms adds interest as the train approaches La Veta. The crew will work the siding there for a good 45 minutes before embarking on the 2.5 hr journey across the Pass at a nail-biting 10 mph.
I never did find the missing locomotives, but since two are reported to be destined for the ex-MoPac Towner Line, they could've been hiding out in Pueblo. Never saw them there either.
You stay safe, You love. You survive. You laugh and cry and struggle and sometimes you fail and sometimes you succeed. You Push.
This American Coot came up with the equivalent of an "old boot" after "fishing" at King Gillette Ranch, Malibu CA.
When you are trying to make the most of it to be a surprise but its just your luck ! I would blame it on my outfit? Merry... Oh no!!
Sony CyberShot DSC-RX 100
Carl Zeiss Vario-Sonnar T* 1.8-4.9/10.4-37.1
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I'm between work and orchestra practice. Not only has my schedule not allowed me to do much more than work and sleep, there have been multiple crises within my family and friends over this past weekend.
I'm to the point where words fail me. Not because I am the one hurting, but because I'm watching others hurt.
I've little or no time to 'flickr' until Friday... please forgive.
Clock work(s)
I think my father was a frustrated engineer. For most of his life he was involved in looking for oil, working out ways to get it out and then to transport and refine it efficiently.
When he retired one of his many hobbies was horology, the study of clocks. He used to buy old broken ones at auctions, dismantle them, fix them and put them back together. Well, that was the theory!
Inevitably the number of clocks dismantled way exceeded the number put back together. This is an image of a tin of his leftover bits of clocks that I have kept. I guess I have kept them partly to remind me of him, but also, quite perversely and worryingly, because I actually like them. I guess I’m a frustrated something or other too :)
There are lots of bits in this image: an escapement for regulating the power from the spring or weights (top left), two parts of a strike mechanism (the large cog with spikes underneath and the arc of metal with teeth), a tiny drum for winding clock weight cord and a pulley in the background.
I like the patina and corrosion on the metal so tried to bring that out in the processing.
This is for the Macro Mondays group’s theme this week Cogwheel. The image is just over 2 inches across.
Thank you for taking time to look. I hope you enjoy the image! Happy Macro Mondays.
[Tripod in daylight with white card reflector; focused in Live View; remote release.
Ten images focus stacked in Affinity Photo.
Curves in LAB mode to strengthen colours and to tweak the contrast. A touch of added saturation and vibrance.
A bit of tidying up with inpainting, but there is a lot of dust and fluff which adds a bit to the feel of the image so I left most of it.
Sharpened using Unsharp Mask for the fine stuff and High Pass filter/Linear blend mode for the big stuff.
Slight dark vignette… and we’re done :) ]
8f class locomotive 48305 is seen on shed at Haworth 1940s weekend. The loco is in light steam as it had failed earlier in the day
Rien ne peut nous vaincre.
rien ne peut nous arrêter.
Nous seuls sommes un obstacle.
Restons ensemble.
Marchons, pas à pas sur ce chemin.
J'ignore ce que sera demain, Mais je peux déjà le construire maintenant.
Je ne marche plus seul, je le sais.
I'm in love with you, you silly thing
Anyone can see
What is it with you, you silly thing
Just take it from me
It was not a chance meeting
Feel my heart beating
You're the one
You could take all this, take it away
I'd still have it all
Cause I've climbed the tree of life
And that is why, no longer scared if I fall
When I get lost in space
I can return to this place
Cause, you're the one
Nothing fails
No more fears
Nothing fails
You washed away my tears
Nothing fails
No more fears
Nothing fails
Nothing fails
I'm not religious
But I feel so moved
Makes me want to pray,
Pray you'll always be here
I'm not religious
But I feel such love
Makes me want to pray
When I get lost in space
I can return to this place
Cause, you're the one
I'm not religious
But i feel so moved
Mmmm mmm...
I'm not religious
Makes me want to pray
I'm not religious
But i feel so moved
Makes me want to pray
Pray you'll always be here
I'm not religous
But i feel such love
makes me want to pray
I'm not religious (I'm not religious)
But I feel so moved (but it makes want to pray)
I'm not religious (I'm not religious)
Makes me want to pray (But it makes me want to pray)
I'm not religious (makes me want to)
But I feel so moved (pray)
I'm not religious (pray)
Makes me want to pray (pray)
Nothing fails
No more fears
Nothing fails
You washed away my tears
Nothing fails
No more fears
Nothing fails
Madonna, Nothing fails
37612 passes Cheney Longville with 97302 on the rear working 6C47 18.12½ Bescot to Bescot via The Marches and Heart of Wales line. 37612 would fail later that evening.
I'm stopping my 365 project and I thought about this very well. I know that taking pictures every day could help somebody improving and growing so much as a person and artist but I just feel like this is not the right way for me as a photographer. I'm used to taking picture when I have the right mood and I really cannot handle this pressure I put on myself. I just feel like I'm not getting better but just the other way around. Even if I only tried this one picture a day for only two weeks, I realized how much work it is and how much you have to love photography. I think my love is not that big for taking pictures everyday it's more a fun thing I do and I just don't want to lose this fun...
I really feel like I should start something new, more relaxed. I feel like I should delete some pictures of this stream and keep this stream only with the pictures I LIKE because that is what life is about - doing the things you like- isn't it ?
Sorry for this text ._. but I just had to write this.
...go crazy! Such bad light, rain, almost dusk, shot through branches and impossible to retrieve in any sensible way. But I liked the effect of the trees surrounding her so what the heck! A bit of artistic licence 😁
So I failed Shiptember. Twice in a roll, guess the third time will be the one. This is the SHIP WIP as it was abandoned about three days to the deadline. I just couldn't handle the time schedule, and also the workstation gone crazy after three weeks of wild lego building, so element hunting became a boring task to do.
I've really lost the passion for the project after building up to my third wip photo, but up to the last week I had redone my colour palette and the SHIP became much more badass.
So, I guess that's SHIPtober for me. I won't just ditch this SHIP as I done to my last year's project. Will be ending up this baby in the next couple of weeks.
Thanks everyone for the crazy ride of Shiptember, lots of magical projects. Thanks for Simon, with it's energy and passion for shipbuilding, and also Pico for the sugestions for my project.
Obs: The black long antenna is supposed to be straight. That's something to be careful in the final photos.
66539+failed 56094 on 6S31,heading North at Rock today.The 56 expired at Plessey and the 66 came from Tyne Yard to rescue it
Trail does not necessarily equal fail on the Iowa Pacific-operated 'Hoosier State', as demonstrated by GP40FH-2 4137, bringing up the rear of the classy consist at 18th Street on its way out of Chicago.
C/2020 F3 (NEOWISE) with NLC
Canon 500D
Tair 300mm f/4.5
37x2 sec stacked on comet
ISO200
f/4.5
Budapest, Hungary
2020.07.08
01:30 UT
If you ever wondered what Truck vs. Bridge looked like, here it is.
This had obviously just happened. The cops werent there yet. The poor guy was sitting in the cab on his cell phone, with a "I don't even know what happened" look on his face.
Sad, kind of. There's no way that this isn't a terminable offense.
As a landscape photographer you can’t fail to know about this place, but even I was blow away on my first visit at the sight of thousands of birch trees. This is probably the finest reclamation of a old stone quarry I’ve seen. I hope one day I’m lucky enough to come back when there is misty conditions.
Glass plate chipping and underexposed print... It's not completely failed, though, it has its charm :-).
Foma Liquid Emulsion on 13x18 cm glass plate (fotoimpex.com). Medium format neg (M645 ProTL w/ M-S 45 mm/f2.8.)
Developed in Ilford MG 1+9.
Fomafix P (hardening fixer).
Untoned.
Gold spray paint on emulsion side, covered by a black spray paint layer.
Not deliberately water entered the camera. It was in vertical position and inclined upwards, with the weak part up.
Beer can pinhole camera.
Exposure: 2016-12-26, 2017-05-29, 154 days.
Ilford multigrade brillant paper.
Scanner: Epson V370.
Curtis Turner was one of the early pioneers of NASCAR Racing, Competiting against such greats as Junior Johnson, Glen "Fireball" Roberts, and Joe Weatherly. Born in Floyd County, Virginia, Curtis made his forturn in the timber and lumber business, and was famous for his hard living and hard driving. In 1960 he conceived and built a 1.5 mile speedway near Charlotte, North Carolina. The Charlotte Motor Speedway was deep in debt when it opened and soon after holding its first race, Curtis and the other investors lost the track. Under new ownership the speedway prospered and is today one of the premier tracks on the NASCAR Circuit. Throughout his career he found himself at odds with NASCAR's Founder and President William H. G. "Big Bill" France. The final straw came in the early 1960's when Curtis attempted to organize a drivers union. Even though his efforts failed, Curtis was banned from any form of NASCAR Racing. In 1965 NASCAR lifted the ban and Curtis returned to NASCAR Racing in the American 400 ath the North Carolina Motor Speedway, in Rockingham, North Carolina. Curtis showed that his hard driving style had not changed as he held off a young Cale Yarborough for his most lucrative victory. For the next few years Curtis was semi-retired, racing only when the price was right. He intended to race in the 1970 National 500 at the Charlotte Motor Speedway, but on October 4, 1970, Curtis and golf professional Clarence King were killed in a plane crash near Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania. Curtis Turner is buried in the Blue Rigde Memorial Gardens in Roanoke, Virginia.