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April Fools' Day or All Fools' Day is an annual custom on 1 April consisting of practical jokes and hoaxes. Jokesters often expose their actions by shouting "April Fools!" at the recipient. In 2023 it's the day when daylight saving ends in New Zealand.
15 x 18 inches, watercolor on Arches cp watercolor paper, November 2011.
This is one I've reworked, not being satisfied with the earlier version.
Revisiting an older shot from July. The light was right and I captured the leaves and sky as I wanted. Note the floating leaves. This shot is a flipped reflection.
#CSX5474 [ES40DC] throttles up through the crossovers at Control Point HARDY on a lengthy 227-car Q45331. The two General Electric locomotives are running in conventional style, due to the non-DP capable lead locomotive.
The train is comprised of a moderate sized block of Hialeah-bound manifest, and significantly larger blocks of empty limerock hoppers for CEMEX Krome Quarry and Vulcan Florida Rock.
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Golden Glades, FL
SFRTA Mainline [CP HARDY]
04-01-2022 | 12:48
ID: CSX Q45331
Type: Manifest
Direction: Southbound
Car Count: 227
1. CSX ES40DC #5474
2. CSX ES44AH #757
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© Vicente Alonso 2022
Subject: A man struck by the many arrows of love from the Erotes.
Medium: Digital Artwork
Inspiration: Everything romantic.
texture by kerstinfrank-design...
i was working on street composition today . this one i like because of the rule of thirds .
and the texture gave it more impact
Awa Odori, also known as ‘the dance of fools’, comes from Tokushima Prefecture on the island of Shikoku. “Awa” is the name of the feudal province which later became Tokushima and 'Odori' mean dance.
According to tradition, Awa Odori originated in the 16th century after drunken revellers took to dancing in the streets of Tokushima in celebration of the completion of Tokushima Castle.
While there is no firm evidence to support this, the exuberant, often frenzied nature of the dance is in keeping with the story’s theme of drunken revelry. Traditional lyrics to the music used for Awa Odori translate to “The dancers are fools and the watchers are fools; if both are fools, you may as well dance”.
Although its home is obviously Tokushima (its Awa Odori is one of the biggest street dance festivals in the world, attracting around 1.5m spectators annually), other major Awa Odori include those held in Koenji in Tokyo (which now almost rivals that in Tokushima for size) and in Minami-Koshigya in Saitama prefecture, photographed here.
Although much smaller than its cousins in Tokushima and Koenji, it still attracts around 800,000 spectators...
To create the next page I need 7 embellished strips of paper, 4 cm x 19 cm. They didn't seem so large and so I thought, this is going to be a quick page. Ha, leave it to me to make it time consuming. This strip has 4 rows of chainstitch, 78 bullion knots of 25 wraps and a piece of lucet cord, of course all done in wool.
Sony A6500 (ILCE-6500), Sony Zeiss Sonnar FE 55mm F1.8 ZA (SEL55F18Z)
Many thanks to everyone for your visits, comments and faves! Very much appreciated!
Peaks pictured include (but are not limited to): Mount Hope, Mt Crawford, Mt Tremont, Mt Passaconaway, Potash Mountain, Sugar Hill, Mt Whiteface, The Fool Killer, The Sleepers, Middle Peak, North Peak, Scaur Peak, Duck Pond Mountain, Sandwhich Mountain, Jennings Peak, and Noon Peak
Explored 6-13-2016
This old gold mine was worked up to about 20 years ago-the miner was well known in the Searchlight,NV. area.He scavenged equipment from shuttered mines in the area to build this one.He was convinced that their was a fortune on this hillside,and did mange to find a little producing ore.But the main thing he mined from the area is not all dreams become reality,and finally abandoned it after falling into the shaft and breaking a leg.He wasn't found for two days,but survived....
And I feel it running through my veins
And I need that fire just to know that I'm awake
Erased, I missed till the break of day
And I need that fire just to know that I'm awake
Until we go down
It appears the storm that blocked the Ross Bay pathway was not a one-off. As the photo shows, everytime the wind blows over a high tide the place is going to get flooded.
Those thinking they can simply clean it up are on a fools' errand. That be me. But no more.
I Title this one after my favorite Stone Roses track. I entered this field with shorts on and I was mullered by insects! This after I had done this a few weeks before and vowed never again! So foolish it may have been, but worth it all the same
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April Fool, noun
1: A person who voluntarily chooses to live where I do
2: A 365er who swore to himself that he was done with weather-related (esp. inclement) posts
Nature played an April Fool’s joke on us yesterday. The day started out beautiful and sunny. Then in the afternoon it started to cloud up and in the evening we got 2 inches of snow. It is very unusual for us to have snow in April here in Central Indiana, so nature is really playing tricks on us! Today is sunny and the snow has already melted, tomorrow is supposed to rain with a chance of severe storms, and then it is supposed to snow again Wednesday. Ket is helping to demonstrate how deep the snow is. I took this first thing this morning before the snow started to melt.
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This scene put me in mind of the model railroad and dioramas I built as a kid. Miniature make-believe landscapes with tiny buildings and roads, trees and grass. I tried to make them as realistic as possible, then imagine myself shrinking down small enough to walk through them. See the little barns and houses at eye level. Maybe hop the local freight for a loop around the layout (thinking of the Twilight Zone episode "Stopover in a Quiet Town"). Or just sit on the hilltop admiring the view. Total escapism I know. But at least it was based on a form of creative effort as opposed to just getting drunk. Wish I still had one of those diorama or even a photo of one. All of that stuff exists only in my memory now, like so many things from childhood. I think these memories form a large part of the fuel that drives my photography. Whether conscious or not, I'm all about creating my own little worlds when I'm out shooting. I suppose there's some of that in all of us. Fashioning the world around you through your lens, seeing things as no one else can. I come to this little valley as often as time permits. It just makes me feel good to be here. I can't explain why, it just does. On this day a storm had just passed in time for the setting sun to be revealed. The valley was filled with a golden glow and absurdly long shadows. This is exactly the scene I imagined as a kid, and here it was in real life, all these years later, stretched out before me.
So this was yesterday morning on the way to work. By afternoon it was all gone. As I'm typing this, it's 55 degrees with heavy thunder showers. Three days in, and April's still a fool.
First selfportrait since last July. Sometimes it takes you a very long time to realize you've missed something.
This is a story about how we all want to be different from what we are. About all the things we wish we had and about those we wish we didn't.