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Cast iron pans with flat bottoms came into use when cooking stoves appeared in the mid 1800's. Before that, kettles and pots were the main utensils in open fireplaces, ovens and pits.
Iron rusts from disuse; water loses its purity from stagnation... “Nature is the source of all true knowledge. She has her own logic, her own laws, she has no effect without cause nor invention without necessity.” - by Leonardo da Vinci
What a contrast we have here, which the daisy as pure life of glowing out in the radiant beauty in the sunshine of delicacy and on the other hand the Iron, just glimmers out the charm of decay of rustic age, that is peeling away and shows us the textures of the sweet life to us!
Many times I have walked by, this spot on the Castle Fields Boat Docks of the Black Country Museum. And this time I spotted these side-by-side together that was bedded in concrete, of an Iron bar standing so proudly with this charming daisy and overlooking the Narrowboats, that lies in the graveyard of the canal boats around here.
The beauty we have photography that can be created by the simplest things, that lies around us and yet we tend to overlook what possibility that arise!
Colour & vibrancy in Plumstead, South East London.
For some reason the passageway artwork reminded me of the great Bob Marley.
Stir it up while the sun is shining :0))
The Iron Road was installed along a stretch of disused railway embankment deep in the Forest of Dean.
Twenty evenly spaced railway sleepers placed on the gentle curve of a disused railway line bring the spirit of the Forest’s industrial past to life.
Carved out of the wood are poetic images of natural or industrial life-a feather, a leaf, a wheel, a factory or a cloud.
The jar with water pouring out refers to the stream running under the embankment. The wood is a Eucalyptus called Jarrah, and the sleepers were obtained from the London underground.
A carver of wood and stone, Keir Smith worked on The Iron Road for almost a year
The Captain wonders if it's time yet for some iron lungs.
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Macro Mondays - Iron.
Iron filings and a small horseshoe magnet on a mirror tile.
Speedlight with reflector bowl and grid on left - Sppedlight with snoot from right. 217 subs focus-stacked.
2.875 inches in greatest dimension.
Bear Den Mountain, Adirondacks
I long for the days when I had a constitution of steel, driven to climb all of the peaks arrayed before me, and all the other compass points I could turn and look out at from this vantage point. This place has long been a favorite spot to break out my gear and look for compositions, whether as part of the longer hike south of me, or as a destination for a shorter outing. This morning the sun has gained on me, low in winter trajectory and casting its shadows as it clears the ridges behind me. Its burn highlights the iron oxide in an erratic deposited here in the pleistocene, as the massive ice sheets sculpted the Adirondack dome. North Country lore is sprinkled with iron. Furnaces and ore pits still stand in parts of the landscape, a history hinted at in my reddish-tinged granite boulder, posing on the verge of the Ausable Valley. I’ve been fortunate to have explored so much of America’s wildness; this country stands as hard as any landscape I’ve been in, and it hardens those willing to return after being scathed. Switchbacks were mostly unheard of up here, so topping these mountains is as much a matter of iron will as physical prowess. I have a long and chequered history of loves, romantic and spiritual, each accusing the other of time spent devoting my fidelities elsewhere. My regrets haunt me still. Rock will wear smooth, the forests will darken, iron will rust, and youth fades. The heart never concedes.
The 1858 cast iron "Little Cary"building located at 620 Broadway in the NoHo (an acronym for North of Houston St) section of downtown Manhattan.It's labeled as the "little Cary Building"because it's a near copy of a building (also a cast iron structure) built two years before it on 105 Chambers St called by that name.Cast iron façades was an early invention back then and it was used on buildings to make them look like masonry,and they were cheaper than cement.If you zoom in you can see the metal nuts still fastened to the wall and the faux masonry bricks,and even some signs of rust.The six-story,palazzo like structure had to quickly be put up because another building where new inventions from the 1858 World's Fair were being displayed had burned down,some newer items were shown at this new one.That was another reason for the cast iron facade on the new building,because the material was considered "fire proof"daytoninmanhattan.blogspot.com/2012/01/1858-cast-iron-no-...
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Miguel's ironwork balustrade in Povoacao. Wrought iron at the top of the spiral staircase caught in sunlight from a skylight window.
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Today is a red day at Color my World Daily and the theme at Macro Mondays is iron. I have a hate / love relationship with iron. I had an iron deficiency for several years, so I had to take iron quite often. I’m always stressing about having enough iron in my blood… So that is the hate part. As for the love part: I absolutely love to take macro pictures of anything iron and the more texture the better. I truly enjoyed taking pictures for this theme and I hope you will like it. Have a great Monday my friends !
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This passage thru this wall is also called the Sinclair Canyon Falls, It is one of the first visual rewards and clues of the beauty ahead when entering BC's Kootenay National Park from Radium Hot Springs BC.
Hwy 93 (Banff-Windermere hwy) barely squeezes thru this tight chasm. An engineering marvel, and thrill when seeing and driving thru it.
This is the western entrance to the park which leads to Banff National Park. My preferred route. Spectacular scenery in every direction ahead.
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