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Lean on me…but not that much! Clearly the highlight of this shot is not the tree that is leaning but the one that is struggling to support it!
Yung Lean performing at The Danforth Music Hall on February 2, 2018.
Supported by Thaiboy Digital.
Photos by Anton Mak.
Colas Rail 'Betty' 70 801 wheels through Appleby at the head of 6J37, the 12.58 Carlisle Yard-Chirk Kronospan laden timber train. Signal checked on the down line is 6S94, the 04.28 Wembley-Irvine Caledonian Paper china clay tanks. @14.01
Flickr Friends far and wide, I do think of you often. You all are so special to me. I hope you like this shot! I am going out to eat supper in a few mins., I will be back later tonight to visit your photos. Have a wonderful evening!
Hugs,
Kim
Sometimes in our lives
We all have pain, we all have sorrow.
But if we are wise,
We know that there's always tomorrow.
Lean on me when you're not strong
I'll be your friend, I'll help you carry on
For it won't be long
'Til I'm gonna need somebody to lean on. Lean On Me--Bill Withers
Models:
Lizzy Staveness, HMUA: Amy Benkis
Johnathon Burns did his own hair and makeup.
From the last meetup
Great day for Ice Racing at Wild Goose Park
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Another horrible day in Huntington Beach with temps pushing 80 degrees. Just look at how this gentleman is suffering.
When I first saw this shot it reminded me of Facebook's COO. (I DO NOT LIKE FACEBOOK!)
She wrote a book called "Lean In" which I haven't read yet, but her title REALLY irritates me. She urges women to basically work harder to get what they want........especially leadership positions.
Jeeze! If women Lean In any harder they are going to bury their nose in the manure!
After I walked across the street from the Inn to where I saw the dog speed limit sign and shot the boardwalk, I looked up and captured this. I particularly like the porch light setup. It probably won't set the deteriorated siding on fire. But I especially like the ornament above, on the shed. I guess it mimics the operation of the ubiquitous horseshoe. I discovered that I have to be ever more observant up here at Gold Hill or miss possible captures. I doubt that I have taken half of what I'd like to up here. It's my fault if something misses my eye at Gold Hill. It's nice to see that people of Gold Hill offer all the comforts for those who stroll the town while wearing heels, especially in inclement weather. As you can see, I find a lot that interests me. The board walk and the cabin capture of the old days.
This house and boardwalk was on the north side of Main Street across from the Inn It is probably not as old as many of the other houses but the shed needs help. I was starting down Main Street in Gold Hill and I was already running out of time and getting sprinkles on my third recent try. A "lode" of opportunities exist up and down Main but I have limited time until the next round of rain. I expect the historical designation is responsible for most of the ambiance. There is a mix of old log and milled lumber structure construction, and lumber milled to look like logs. That was a fad in the past. Often mills arrived at booming camps early. That and the mine timbers accounted for the lack of timber in photographs from early days.
I was just starting my third jet tour of Gold Hill, Colorado before the next imminent rain out. Gold Hill is a remnant of the oldest Colorado mining days and I caught sight of this shot of the intersection of Lickskillet Gulch Road and Horsfall Street at the main intersection. Horsfall becomes Main. To say Gold Hill tops a mountain ridge is accurate with the road east and west rise while Lickskillet, north, and Gold Run, south to Boulder, drop off the sides of the ridge. If I remember correctly, the Horsfall lode was perhaps the earliest strike in Gold Hill and was responsible for the earliest development. As Wiki puts it: Gold Hill is accessible from nearby Left Hand Canyon Road via Lick Skillet Road, the steepest county road in the United States. It IS safe in first gear IF you have good brakes. The NiWots were father and son Arapaho Indians. Phil [www.flickr.com/photos/boondocks/with/5371371329/] and I investigated what we thought was Gold Hill a few years back but it seems that we barely manage the project.
Gold Hill has lasted for decades through the original gold boom, the second gold boom, the silver boom and its 1893 demonetization and finally the return to reliance on gold and tungsten mining and processing. It has never completely died and is not accurately, a ghost town. It's history of transportation was a bit tortured considering one route was Lickskillet. I assume most transportation was to and from the Gold Hill Railway Station when the Switzerland Trail rails were laid west on its way to Ward. The steep sides of the canyon originally meant the road up from Boulder had to ascent the canyon. Old Gold Hill still lives on in this century-old mining camp. The narrow gauge route was never built from old Hill Station (see the map). It continued to cling to the foothills above Boulder.
Along with Lincoln who was visiting SG for a few days, I had the pleasure of meeting the super talented Joseph Lean along with Francis Tan, Roger Lim, and Gary Wang.
This is one of the real joys of being a Flickr member, meeting and interacting with other inspiring photographers both online and offline. For me, this is the outcome I always hoped for from social media, to gain more than just a quick critique of my shots, and to interact with these great photographers in real life and learn from them offline, not to mention make great new friends.