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First Kidderminster
Dennis Lance Plaxton S\Decker bus
Fleet number 67202
L 202 AAB
Seen in Kidderminster
Friday 2nd July 2012
Operator: First West of England
Vehicle Type: Scania N250UD / ADL Enviro 400 MMC
Fleet Number: 36809
Registration: YN17 FKB
Pictured at Bristol Parkway Station, working an m4 service to Cribbs Causeway.
1/2/2025.
Railway contractor that maintained Scotland's railway infrastructure pre Network Rail, under Railtrack.
First PMT
Wrightbus Streetlite Max
Fleet Code 63345
SM65WMO
Service 3A Talke Pits ~ Hanley
Seen in Tunstall
Wednesday 13/12/2023
so i had the background lying around for a really long time finally finished it.
not very pleased with it but you learn from your mistakes
ALL of these awesome donations will come with my little Counting Sheep custom!!!
THIS is what our amazing dolly community can do! And I didn't ask a single person to donate any of these items. Every single thing you see (other than the custom doll I made and the Lalatroop hat that I donated myself) has come from someone in the community that contacted me wanting to help. I hope that whoever wins these prizes will realize how much love went into this raffle. And I haven't even received all the prizes that are still coming!!!
Why take 1 and take 2 and how come the difference?
After taking the Symonds Yat shots (previous 4 before these current bluebell shots) I wandered along a narrow trail through the woods on top of the side of the gorge, and that was when I spotted my first bluebell of 2012. This was one week ago.. They seem to be coming earlier each year now. As a child I never saw them until the beginning of May at the earliest.
Anyhow I tried for some minutes to get a decent shot of this one. With the 55-250mm Canon kit lens 'close ups' can be very hard work, and although focusing is easier with the 18-55mm you don’t get the smooth background. So after I finally got a couple of what seemed to be usable shots I thought I’d switch to the other lens, which I did whilst still lying amidst the woodland understory. And unsurprisingly was disappointed with the results. Got to my feet and walked on looking for new subjects. Nothing jumped out at me until I’d gone about 1k up the trail. Felt in the camera bag for the longer zoom. It wasn’t there. D--n, must’ve left it by that bluebell. Hurried back down the trail, actually part of a crisscross of several narrow trails and started seeing little isolated clumps of bluebells left and right! Would I find my one and would the lens still be there! In fact I did find it. The lens was nestling peacefully amongst fallen leaves and fresh new growth. Phew! So I thought while I’m here I’ll try some more shots of the bluebell and see how they would come out in the different light. In the woods that half hour can make all the difference. And as you can see in the shot below this one, the now lower angled side/back light gave a completely different colouring to the shot.
Artists began masking and painting mural letters on Friday, December 11, 2020. Eighteen artists will paint individual murals inside each letter.
I found two photos I took of the first butterfly I saw this year, back in April, and made these visual journal pages.
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The Tiger
William Blake
Tiger Tiger. burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye.
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies.
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat.
What dread hand? & what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp.
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
When the stars threw down their spears
And watered heaven with their tears:
Did he smile His work to see?
Did he who made the lamb make thee?
Tiger Tiger burning bright,
In the forests of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
Interesting that this poem seems to be more about the creator of the tiger rather than the tiger and the tiger is described as fearful. If your were a deer and therefore tiger dinner I can appreciate the fearfulness, but to us this was a wonderful moment, catching our first glimpse of this magnificent and elegant creature. Truely a heart stopping moment and what a birthday treat for Ros!!