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Old international bridge over the river Minho, the border between Portugal - (city of Valença) and Spain (the city of Tuy)
I really like these lonely, empty expanses in southern Saskatchewan. I cannot help thinking about how people lived when this house was built. There is nothing else here.
Near Corinne, Saskatchewan
August 2018
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Frontier Airlines N304FR Airbus A320-251N is pictured on finals into Los Angeles International (LAX) as F9405 from Denver
This was shot what feels like many ages ago now … when we had money to venture on cool road trips to far away places! Oh well, how things change lol. Plus I wanted a change from the current crop of pics….
So here is a point & shoot image from the Davis Mountains in West Texas. Ahhh Western Texas, perhaps my favourite place on the planet. Inspired by a good friend of mine on this site, I've tried to make this old shot a little better and a little more fun with the moon & birds!
Learning PS every day . . . enjoying it!
Vysné Nemecké (Slovaquie) - Nous sommes à la frontière, sur le territoire Slovaque. L'Ukraine est à 200 mètres derrière moi. C'est la distance que les réfugiés franchissent pour échapper à la guerre.
Des millions de personnes ont trouvé refuge dans les pays de l'Union européenne (U.E) depuis le début des hostilités. Mais quand j'y étais la semaine dernière avec mon ami Alain, dans le cadre d'une mission humanitaire, nous avons pu constater que la situation évolue aux frontières. Les Russes ayant concentré leurs forces militaires à l'Est de l'Ukraine, réduit significativement l'afflux des réfugiés. Certes, tous les jours, des Ukrainiens qui ont tout perdu, arrivent encore ; mais au compte-goutte.
Nous sommes loin des milliers de demandes d'asile quotidiennes à chaque poste frontière. Ce qui est logique puisqu'on estime à 5 millions le nombre d'ukrainiens ayant déjà fui leur pays. En tout cas, les gouvernements européens et les ONG ne baissent pas la garde et restent mobilisés pour aider ceux qui demandent aide et assistance.
Si aujourd'hui les combats se concentrent dans la région du Donbass limitant l'afflux des réfugiés aux frontières situées aux portes de l'Union européenne, la guerre est toujours effective, dévastant le pays et traumatisant ses habitants. Et la situation pourrait de nouveau basculer dans une guerre totale à tout moment.
Sur cette photo les réfugiés Ukrainien qui viennent de passer en Slovaquie s'apprêtent à prendre la navette qui va les conduire au camp de transit à une vingtaine de kilomètres. Là, s'ils le souhaitent, ils seront pris en charge par le gouvernement slovaque qui les aidera à rejoindre un pays d'accueil de leur choix.
Border crossing
Vysné Nemecké (Slovakia) - We are at the border, on Slovak territory. Ukraine is 200 meters behind me. A distance that refugees cover on foot to escape war.
Millions of people have sought refuge in European Union (E.U.) countries since the outbreak of hostilities. But when I was there with my friend Alain, as part of a humanitarian mission, we were able to see that the situation is changing at the borders of the European Union. The Russians having concentrated their military forces in eastern Ukraine, significantly reduced the influx of refugees. Certainly, every day, Ukrainians who have lost everything, still cross the border; but drop by drop.
We are far from the thousands of daily asylum applications at each border post. Which is logical since it is estimated that 5 million Ukrainians have already fled their country. In any case, European governments and NGOs are not letting their guard down and remain mobilized to help Ukrainians who request assistance.
If today the fighting is concentrated in the Donbass region, reducing the influx of refugees to the borders located in western Ukraine, the war “is still active, devastating the country and traumatizing its inhabitants. And the situation could again tip into an all-out war at any moment.
In this photo the Ukrainian refugees who have just arrived in Slovakia are preparing to take the shuttle which will take them to the transit camp about twenty kilometers away. There, if they wish, they will be taken care of by the Slovak government which will help them reach a host country of their choice.
The courthouse in Tombstone, Arizona was built in 1882 and has a replica gallows where seven men were hanged for varous crimes. Tombstone was a tough town in the frontier days. It was the location of the famous gunfight at the O.K. Corral in 1881 when three outlaws were killed in a 30 second battle with the Earp brothers and Doc Holliday.
This is another photo scanned from a slide taken in 2008.
To ease his new troop into the western routine, 1st Lieutenant Dirk Allcock’s troop has been assigned a patrol high up in the Blocky Mountain ranges to the North West of Fort Legoredo. The frontier here is relatively peaceful, although life is still hard for the pioneers who populate the wilderness.
UP #844 heads south of Cheyenne, WY, seen here just south go Speer, as it heads for Denver. July 2010.
At the border town of Ollague, one of the first persons travellers encounter as they enter Chile from Bolivia is this young lady and her fast-food stall selling soft drinks and deep fried pastry things that promised more than they delivered.
On the day of my visit, it seemed she’d turned up for work in her underwear. She was quite keen to be photographed and I should have stuck with the full frontal approach, but wanted to include the FCAB locos shunting back and forth.
So here we are, squashed up in a hot tin hut under the desert sun, testing (and failing) with my very rudimentary Spanish, and with my reputation fast disappearing down the track along with the locos.
Ollague on the Chilean Bolivian border.
December 2024 © David Hill