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The ship on the obverse side of Canada's ten cent coin is the famous racing/fishing schooner the Bluenose.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bluenose
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Five little ducks went swimming one day,
Over the edge and weyheyhey!
- This image came first in the Photo Of The Week 20 competition on The 99 group, a private group with 99 members, during March 2008.
- This image won first place on the Flickr Photo Contests Monthly Competition held during January 2008.
- This image has been included on the 10+ Super Hearts Mosaic in January 2008.
- Featured on the front page of Top 20 Blue's Hall of Fame - 20th December 2007.
Note: image taken with a Canon 5D mounted on a Manfrotto 055CB Professional Tripod - lit by single Canon 580EX flash - contre-jour - fired by a Canon Speedlite wireless remote transmitter ST-E2. Processed afterwards in Photoshop CS.
Copyright © 2008 f2 Photography
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Yesterday I posted an image of Singleshot Mountain in Glacier National Park. The mountain got its name from a story that George Bird Grinnell had dispatched a bighorn sheep with a single shot.
Well two days after I photographed the mountain, I got five bighorns with a single shot. Take that George!
"It is only necessary to make war with five things; with the maladies of the body, the ignorances of the mind, with the passions of the body, with the seditions of the city and the discords of families." -Pythagoras
Seen along Halsey street in Northeast Portland. Photo taken for Crazy Tuesday: Repeating Objects. HCT everyone!
And for Tree-mendous Tuesday. HTmT everyone!
New York, Susquehanna & Western SD-45 #3614 leads another SU-100 a couple of miles south of Campbell Hall at Farmingdale, NY on the ex L&HRR. During this time the train was scheduled to come through after the morning Metro North rush trains to Hoboken giving sweet light most of the way to NJ.
I took the photo from a cliff. You can go down it using a long stone staircase called five hundred steps.
# #landscape #travel #traveling #Cliff #sunset
F7 4266, GP9 1741, and F7 4268 lead the annual 470 Railroad Club Excursion down the Mountain Division at the Willey Brook Trestle in Hart's Location, NH on the Conway Scenic Railroad. This was the official debut of 1741, which was repainted into B&M McGinnis blue and restored to service by the 470 Club volunteers. This was also my fifth time making the trek up to this shot at Willey Brook. I can confirm it does not get any easier.
August, 2013:
NS #8114 rolls through CP 507 in Hammond, Indiana with crude oil empties for BNSF. The position lights at 506 and 507 came down in 2015.
In the upper-right corner is Phil Smidt's restaurant which, at the time of its closure in 2007, was a 97-year old Hammond establishment. It was demolished in 2015.
Wrapping up my random mode archive dive and starting a new set with this moldy oldie. The new set will be photos of multiple (at least two) subjects.
This is a seventeen-year-old image taken with my first digital SLR. One of my first moose encounters. We found them in the Bighorn National Forest, Northern Wyoming.
Beautiful morning, cold and misty... out of the fog five figures loom large, slightly earie and in silhouette... OK maybe not but still, the image looks good, the trees fit the rule of odds and the crop/frame works well for me.
The Five Sisters of Kintail, shot from the village of Ratagan on the shores of Loch Duich shortly before sunrise on the last morning of my recent trip to the Highlands.
The bridge itself is quite old and was originally built in the 17 hundreds by Capability Brown. One side of it has a small weir
Five Arches bridge (built in 1781 as part of their designs by Capability Brown)
It was getting late by the time the five Iroquoise tribe warriors headed out across the plain on foot, and they pulled their buffalo hide furs tight over their shoulders against the bitter wind to their front. Their heads were down, and they were, for the main part, quiet as they wished they were back in the warmth of their teepees, cuddled up against the bare warm skin of their squaws. Nope, they were agreed, it hadn't been worth it, now they had such a harsh journey home. The dance routines had been great, and they had hollered and yelled with the crowd as they raved about on top of the seating. But nothing bettered their own rave at home, round the camp fire, sparks and cinders jumping into the night air as they danced below the full moon. No, perhaps they were too old now they surmised, to be drawn to the big lights of the white men's den. They definitely wouldn't bother to go to another Taylor Swift gig.
Well, what do you see in the dark and light sands of Fascadale Bay
Western Screech Owl family.
For some time I have been contemplating whether it is time to upgrade my trusty old Nikon D500. The eye tracking mode in the current high end cameras does very well as far as I have seen.
Perhaps I could have tried 3-D focus tracking in my camera for this occasion which never gave me any good results before. Anyway, as you can see, my focus was on a different plane as it was locked on the adult female that was seating at the front of the nest hole.
Suddenly there was this embarrassing sound (not elaborating what the sound was, but that I left home early and in a hurry) that did the trick. Both the young popped out in a split second, giving me another split second to take this image. I was on my phone-remote and had no time to recompose. I took the image as it is.
This year I have been fortunate enough to photograph three species of owl families.
Migrating white pelicans are on the move through the Upper Mississippi River Valley. If there's anything more graceful to watch than a flock of flying white pelicans, I don't know what it is!
A great windy day to sail. Left to right: the 133 ft Adventuress schooner (#15) was launched in 1913 in Boothbay Maine, her new hollow topmasts give her better sailing properties; the 32 ft boat with tanbark sails is ANJA designed to emulate the legendary Bristol Pilot Cutters of Britain, Alcyone is an 81 ft. gaff-rigged topmast schooner, she is easy to spot with that square-rigged yard on the foremast; the ketch and sloop on the right are ones I do not know but their sails are full this day.
Port Townsend's 2023 Wooden Boat Festival woodenboat.org/plan-your-visit
Props in a shop window display in the New York section of Universal Studios - Orlando, Florida
Revisiting old raw files - Edited 2020-09-08
Tucked away in a 'leanto' attached to an old garage, that is leaning too, is this '55 Chevy. Spotted while I was driving down a lane in View Royal, a town near Victoria BC Canada.
Uh, poor attempt at camouflage.
Couldn't resist, hehe.
The brass ring is a grommet in the canvas covering of my trailer.
HangingRock, NC
May 26, 2008
D3
Nikkor 24-70/f2.8
Still attached to the tree. I fought wind and sun glare to get this shot, trying to keep the copy paper background from flapping while the cherries were doing their own quintet choreography.
There are several chokecherry trees around the Tunxis campus entrance and this time of year, they're choked with cherries, as seen in my photo Cherry Red.
What's up everyone! Hope all you guys out there are doing well. I haven't done much shooting this year as I have been busy on doing a major update/overhaul to my new website. I am about 85% complete, and still slowly chipping away at it. But soon.....very soon this major project will be done!
Today i am sharing an image from the fall of 2021. The bayou....my home away from home. A landscape that I've connected with since my first visit some 7 years ago now. I have always been fascinated with this mysterious landscape. This particular stand of cypress trees I visit yearly as it looks different on every visit. Hidden in plain sight, these cypress trees are perfectly spaced, with beautiful reflections. On those cold mornings, the mist just glides across the water creating an ethereal atmosphere.