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dog waiting outside a takeaway shop, Sydney, May 2020. Rollei 35S Zeiss Sonnar 40mm f/2.8, Ilford HP5+ @ISO800 in Microphen developer dilution 1+1. V700 scan.
There are several of these Egyptian geese living in Valentine's Park, Ilford. I counted five on my walk through the park, and there may well be more. This one showed no fear - he was one of a pair which came up to me from a couple of hundred yards away while I was standing watching a woodpecker. They then seemed quite content just to stand next to me, and if I walked away from them they followed. Sadly for them I didn't have any food to give them! D800_35449.NEF. Many thanks for views, comments and favourites.
There's a sort of Forest Gumpian function to our lives. A lot of stuff that happens is not probable. If you rewind, stuff that happened seems unbelievable. This is about the past.
Finding a place to live has been a life-long problem in California made worse today by rental housing being converted to short term rentals. In an upscale part of Silicon Valley, I was renting an industrial, former ambulance quarters: set back from the street and within walking distance of everything. A local government official who knew me had introduced me to the landlord. Window air conditioner? TV antenna? The owner could care less if I customized the place. Best of all, the rent was about half of the market rate.
Meanwhile, I stumbled on information about another local deal: a cottage on an abandoned estate (above). I told a friend who taught undergraduate classes. He reported the property had been foreclosed and was owned by a financial institution. The friend quickly moved in.
About a month later he had an opportunity which included relocation. He called me. "This place is tied up in a lawsuit. It's going to be vacant for years. You should move here," he counseled. "I already called the property manager and told them you're moving in." Well, then. I guess it's a done deal.
It was two and a half acre oak woodland in an area of 1-acre minimum lots. There were several buildings. The main house was over 8,000 square feet. You couldn't see the main house from the street. There was a functional, but cold, swimming pool maintained by a pool service. The place was somewhat overgrown and run down but also unreal. The original owner had been a retail chain tycoon. The garage had been built for carriages so my big Dodge would not fit inside the narrow doorways. I joked about it being a 'safe house.' In reality, it wasn't.
My neighbor had a Rolls Royce Silver something-or-other. Another neighbor had an elevator in their house and a diesel generator set that would light up whenever the power failed. There was a Ferrari in the neighborhood. The trappings of wealth were all over. Almost everyone was friendly.
I lived in one of several out buildings (not shown). The main house is shown. The only furniture in the main house was a table and recliner in the dining room used by me for reading. The dining room is the right portion of the building between the two chimneys. The restaurant-sized kitchen is out of frame to the right. The master bedroom is beyond the two-story portion of the home out of frame at left. There had been a lawn and irrigation at one time. These were weeds during the rainy season. I lived there for several years. At the end of my stay, the place was fully renovated. There was structural work. A note, "The leprechauns have been here and everything of value has been removed," was found behind fire brick during repair of one fireplace. Missing gargoyle heads were replaced. You get the picture.
There were many deer. A large, arthritic buck and I developed an understanding. There was a Great Horned Owl. Stellars Jays and Scrub Jays owned the place. Ravens? Yes. I found a fawn's head and vertebrae in the yard which I much later realized was a mountain lion kill.
The chief of a police department inquired about having a bachelor party. Invite a dozen people with guns over for some heavy drinking and running around the swimming pool? No, thank you.
Whoever has the goods to allocate never forgets himself.
- Leon Trotsky
Journalism grade images.
Source: newly scanned grainy 35mm film negative scanned on 4,000 DPI scanner.
Please do not copy this image for any purpose.
The engineer and conductor of the Iowa Interstate's CRPE coal train of 1-1-15 give friendly waves from the NS Wabash heritage unit as they bring the train under the wooden rainbow bridge of the county line Benton-Iowa road near Walford, IA.
Horses and horseback riders seen at the Ukrainian Pysanka Festival in the town of Vegreville, Alberta - Canada.
It's three days of Ukrainian music, dance, and culture. Riding horses are with the Cossack Camp Life experience group.
I spotted this good sized frog on the trail waiting to be stepped on. After a couple portraits, i shoo'd it out of harms way. It blended so well, Jasmine didn't even see it. I think this is a bullfrog. If anyone thinks otherwise, please let me know.
Luckily, the Martian turned out to be friendly. But, he made Barbie and Midge promise not to report him to NASA.
(This is my son's toy. He wanted Barbie and Midge to meet him).
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I took this image of a young girl feeding the pigeons at Granville Island in Vancouver, BC. I lucked in and managed to capture the image as she and one of the pigeons were looking at each other.
© Jack Pickell. All rights reserved. Image may not be used or reproduced in any form without permission.
I was just passing by, walking along in the village of Oberndorf. We were complete strangers. But I broke the ice by offering the horses a couple of juicy plums from a tree beyond the electric fence. From that moment on we were the best of friends. [FUJI8591_lr_2000]
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The other day as I was going for my walk I noticed this Robin hopping around. I reached my camera, that was still in the bag and tried my luck. With very low light conditions I wasn't expecting much, and in fact most of the photos were poor, however this one, although isn't great, it's good enough for me to remember the friendly Robin that didn't mind posing briefly for me. Cheers everyone.
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Portugal - Oeiras - Paço de Arcos
European Robin (Erithacus Rubecula)
Pisco de Peito Ruivo (Erithacus Rubecula)
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