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For Macro Mondays theme, "Spooky"--ghost measures about 1.75" wide, horizontal dimension of image kept at 3".
See me
Hear me
Speak to me
Crawl deep inside me
Feel me
Hold me
Touch me
Lay beside me
As light as a feather you flew through my room
Were you an angel, or devil?
Shall I ever know?
You went by sunset, never stayed till dawn
Some say you're a demon
But somehow I don't care at all
Just like a ghost who keeps following me
Wherever I'll go
Wherever I'll be
Every night this memory revives in me
So reach your hands, reaching out to be
Hear me calling, calling now
And let me see you're still around
No time to waste my strength goes down
So hurry up, hurry now
I feel your power reaching now to me
Crawl inside and be
I composed this image of an abandoned historic farm building while visiting the hamlet of Rowley, Alberta (population 11), a place now characterized as an Alberta ghost town.
For those interested, the history of this town is presented below.
Rowley (like many other prairie towns) was settled around 1910 by the families of nearby farmers to efficiently collect and load farm products onto trains bound for Calgary. The soils in the Rowley region are ideal for agriculture due to their high fertility.
It wasn’t long before the town of Rowley became a hub of activity: large fields were planted, harvested, and transported through the Rowley train station. Between 1915 and 1929, the local farmers built stores, banks, and other services in town so that they didn’t have to travel long distances to get what they needed. A school, post office, and church were built and Rowley was officially connected by rail to the rest of the province.
The Great Depression experienced across the entirety of North America had no mercy on its relentless tear across western towns. Rowley was no exception to the struggles of widespread drought and market collapse.
The grain industry lost most of its value. Farmers – used to dealing with hardships – toughed the economic ruin out and did their best to provide for their families and continue building the community despite the market. Farmers who had overextended themselves upgrading their farms and livelihoods were left being unable to afford the upkeep of their farm and business in town began to close.
By the 1940s people started packing up their belongings and using that new train station to leave town. Rowley, Alberta was in decline. The municipal district office was moved out of Rowley and fires had leveled many homes and businesses.
When Alberta’s highway system was constructed in the 1950s, Rowley was bypassed entirely and left behind. These roads made it easy for young people to leave Rowley in favour of Drumheller, Calgary, or Edmonton. In the 1950s, both the hotel and curling rink burned down and were never replaced. The school and railway station both closed down in 1965.
Ghost Crabs (Ocypode Quadrata). Focus stacked for 70+. Made the background come out odd but over all I like the result
Stoke Newington High Street, London. Some old advertising resurfaces above a modern Turkish restaurant.
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Died last night in my dreams
Walking the streets
Of some old ghost town
I tried to believe
In God and James Dean
But Hollywood sold out
Saw all of the saints
Lock up the gates
I could not enter
Walked into the flames
Called out your name
But there was no answer
And now I know my heart is a ghost town
My heart is a ghost town
Une des statues du mémorial canadien de Vimy, France (62).
Pour en savoir plus sur le site : www.nordmag.fr/patrimoine/histoire_regionale/premiere_gue...
It's been misty and raining all day today. This morning I was looking across the river at the gloom, wondering where the eastern shore might have disappeared to, and then I saw this. When I raced downstairs to grab a suitable camera/ lens combination I returned to see that it had vanished! Then it reappeared after being behind some foliage ... or it was a real ghost ship? It did seem odd anyway ...
Ghost castle - The ethereal ruins of Kilchurn Castle, slowly emerging out of the early morning mist across Loch Awe.
A hauntingly beautiful sight in this remarkable and truly inspirational setting; the image of a ghost castle appearing across Loch Awe is an experience not easily forgotten.
Dalmally, Argyll and Bute, Scotland
Lights go out and I can’t be saved
Tides that I tried to swim against
Brought me down upon my knees
Oh I beg, I beg and plead
Singin’, come out if things aren’t said
Shoot an apple off my head
And a, trouble that can’t be named
Tigers waitin’ to be tamed
Singing, yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Yoooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Confusion never stops
Closing walls and ticking clocks
Gonna, come back and take you home
I could not stop that you now know
Singin’, come out upon my seas
Curse missed opportunities
Am I, a part of the cure
Or am I part of the disease
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yvan & dan daniel - Enjoy the silence a soft and cool version ^^ ;)
All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm...
Pic from Nameless Island and Texture from Princess of Shadows ;)
Abandoned on the exposed cliffs of the Cornish Coast and battered by the Atlantic sea, the Crown Mines of Botallack stand as a monument to a bygone era of brutal hardship for those who worked in their dark and dangerous depths. Ragged, black rock rises up from the ocean, telling a story of fortunes won, the despair of lives lost and the inevitable tide of change.
Thanks for viewing, take care and stay safe everyone :-)
Close-up framing of an Ocypode quadrate, a genus of ghost crabs found in the sandy shores. The name "ghost crab" derives from their nocturnality and their generally pale coloration. They are also sometimes called sand crabs.
They construct new burrows or repairs older ones during the morning. Younger, smaller crabs tend to burrow closer to the water. When they do leave their burrows during the day, they are able to slightly change their color to match the surrounding sand.
Shot with a Canon EOS 700D from Ras Mohamed nature reserve.
Ocypode brevicornis is a species of ghost crabs native to the Indian Ocean, They are relatively large ghost crabs with a somewhat trapezoidal body. Like other ghost crabs, one of their claws is much larger than the other. Their eyestalks are large and elongated, tipped with prolongations at the tip known as styles. They are common inhabitants of open sandy beaches, living in burrows in the intertidal zone.
I thought I'd add some colour back to my stream since my last several posts were all gloomy black and white. From the archives again. Staring outwards from my favourite pier on one of many afternoons late summer before a looming storm; I still find tranquility here.
A long exposure junkie's "selfie" I guess :) A friend began calling me "Ghost Legs" since viewing this shot of myself - I didn't mind it, I kinda like it haha :P
Enjoy your Sunday!
Another long exposure shot taken on the old Rolleiflex. The exposure here was for something like 35 or 40 seconds so the person standing on the right hand side somehow managed to stay relatively still for that entire time. (Thank you whoever you are!)
Note I had to crop this into a rectangular shape from the normal square format because I managed to get a piece of wall that the camera was sitting on across the bottom of the frame.
120 film photography
Rolleiflex 2.8E
Carl Zeiss Planar 80mm f2.8
Kodak Ektar 100 (converted to B&W)
"A ghost bike is a bicycle roadside memorial, placed where a cyclist has been killed or severely injured, usually by the driver of a motor vehicle.
[...]
Ghost bikes are usually junk bicycles painted white, sometimes with a placard attached, and locked to a suitable object close to the scene of the crash."
From en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ghost_bike
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"Le bici fantasma sono installazioni a carattere commemorativo site nei luoghi teatro di incidenti stradali nei quali un ciclista ha perso la vita. Trattasi di biciclette, spesse volte proprio la bicicletta su cui pedalava la vittima, interamente verniciate di bianco, spesso accompagnate da fiori e targhette recanti il nome della vittima o altre diciture, poste nei luoghi degli incidenti col duplice significato di tributo in memoria della vittima e di monito per gli utenti della strada e le amministrazioni."
Da it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bici_fantasma
Berlin-Charlottenburg
Olympus OM-2N
OM Zuiko 28mm f/2.8
Kentmere 400
D23 1+1 @20°C
Albert Szukalski created the Ghost Rider in 1984. He draped plaster coated burlap over human models and after it dried sprayed polyurethane to help preserve it. The statue is displayed at the Goldwell Open Air Museum near the Ghost Town of Rhyolite, Nevada.
Kate Ryan - Ella, Elle l'a ^^ ;)
C'est comme une gaieté
Comme un sourire
Quelque chose dans la voix
Qui paraît nous dire "viens"
Qui nous fait sentir étrangement bien
C'est comme toute l'histoire
Du peuple noir
Qui se balance
Entre l'amour et l'désespoir
Quelque chose qui danse en toi
Si tu l'as, tu l'as
Ella, elle l'a
Ce je n'sais quoi
Que d'autres n'ont pas
Qui nous met dans un drôle d'état
Ella, elle l'a Ella, elle l'a Ou ou ou ou ou ou ou
Elle a, ou ou ou ou ou ou ou, cette drôle de voix
Elle a, ou ou ou ou ou ou ou, cette drôle de joie
Ce don du ciel qui la rend belle. . .
It’s like a joy
Like a smile
Something in her voice
Which seems to say “come on”
Which makes us feel strangely well
It’s like the whole story
Of the black people
Which balances
Between love and despair
Something that dances inside you
If you’ve got it, you’ve got it
Ella, she’s got it
This I dont know what
That others don’t have
Which puts us in a strange state
Ella, she’s got it
Ella, she’s got it. . .
Picture taken at Error Pure SL
Another shot from my Christmas morning walk as the fog was clearing along the McKenzie River. I like how the one lone tree was silhouetted against the fog and ghost-like trees.
Taken around 20 minutes before the Tangmere shot I've already posted, this was taken at F7.1 so the branches which were in he shot are still partially visible