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Martigny lies at an elevation of 471 meters, about 33 kilometers south-southeast of Montreux. It is on the east edge of the Rhône valley, at the foot of the Swiss Alps, and is located at the point where the southwestern-flowing Rhone turns ninety degrees northward and heads toward Lake Leman (Lake Geneva).
The Gaulish name of the settlement in the 1st century BC was either Octodurus or Octodurum (whence Martigny is sometimes also called Octodure in French). Octodurus was conquered by the Roman Empire in 57 BC, and occupied by Servius Galba with the twelfth legion and some cavalry in order to protect the strategically important pass of Poeninus (now known as the Great St. Bernard).
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Ok I lied...I thought I was done then I realized I hadn't posted this one which just may be my favorite of the lot with the tree framing and bucolic park like setting. So I promise...this is it...11 from the same spot of the same train. And yes, I have enough self awareness to know this is dumb...but then again isn't the entire concept of photographing trains entirely ridiculous on its face?! Anyway....here you go.
This was stop number nine of my chase of Vermont Railway train RDHJ making its 59 mile southbound trip from Rutland to Hoosick Junction where they will interchange with the Berkshire and Eastern Railroad, which operates the Pan Am Southern's ex Boston and Maine west end. They are at MP 2 as they pull into North Bennington to pause in the small yard here to to switch out the Whitman's Feed elevator before continuing down across the New York state line to the interchange.
The train is led by leased Providence and Worcester Railroad 2010 which was built new for Penn Central in Oct. 1969 as PC 7808. It passed to Conrail 7 years later and was sold to the PW in 1984, and then rebuilt in 1999 at Paducah and is now classified as a GP38-3. Trailing are VTR 210 (a rebuilt GP38-2 purchased from GATX that was originally blt. Oct. 1971 as Baltimore and Ohio GP40 4034), 432 (EMD SD70M-2 blt. Dec. 2006 as FEC 103), and GMTX 2202 (EMD GP38-2 originally blt. May 1972 as Penn Central 7943).
As for this line, it can trace its history back to the Western Vermont Railroad which was incorporated in 1845 and opened between Rutland and the New York state line south of Bennington in July 1852. In 1865 it was reorganized and renamed the Bennington and Rutland Railroad. Other reorganizations followed until the line was purchased by the Rutland Railroad in 1899 which by 1902 reached its peak at a 413 mile system. In 1904 the Rutland came under control of the New York Central which later sold half its shares to the New Haven. The railroad entered receivership in 1938 and the two big Eastern roads divested their shares to local ownership in 1941. Reorganized one last time in 1950 as the Rutland Railway. Strikes in 1952 and 1960 led management to finally give up and the entire railroad was shut down in 1961 and then in January 1963 the ICC approved total abandonment of the road. But six months later the state of Vermont stepped in to purchase the core of the system from Bennington to Burlington which began operations here in January 1964 as the new Vermont Railway. It's hard to comprehend, but now this route has been operated by the VTR longer than it was by the Rutland!
Village of North Bennington
Town of Bennington, Vermont
Friday April 24, 2026
My faith has holes and hope it won't hurt
When I get buried beneath the dirt
But a part of me still believes
My spirit will soar above the trees
Yet a desperate fear flows through my blood
That my soul gets buried beneath that mud.
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The work is made of styrofoam, stainless steel, reflecting glass panels, and glass splinters and stands on a concrete pontoon that is equipped with an anchoring system. The monumental sculpture (12 x 17 x 16 meters in size) is an interpretation of Caspar David Friedrich’s 1824 painting Das Eismeer. Bonvicini reuses the imagery of the ice masses seen in Friedrich’s painting as a symbolic reference to romanticism and its ideals that established different common and fixed clichés, such as of art and art professionalism, but also of nature and scientific exploration. Reacting to the changing tides, the installation turns around its axis and moves within a range of 50 meters. The mirrors and transparent pieces provide constantly changing reflections. Bonvicini describes the work as “A monument to a state of permanent change.” (Wikipedia)
original painting Smiles And Lies by Artist Ruth Hunter; medium: oil and cold wax on panel; artwork size: 12x12" (framed)
He whispered in my ear;
Fear not my child, for I have soft wings of a dove.
Demons can not have such fine wings my child.
For when they return to hell the feathers will burn away.
Give in sweet child, for I am the angel of wisdom.
For the temptation of knowledge is better sweet.
I can teach you many things my child, by simply making a deal with me.
As mentioned in my first upload today, the Stanley Burial Ground opened in 1827 and its last burial was in 1997. It's such a beautiful location and catches the evening sun. You can hear a brief historical account in this audio tour:
www.stanleyheritagewalk.com.au/en/locations/10/
There is a long tradition of people collecting epitaphs. This article I find fascinating because it describes the grave of one of my favourite poets, John Keats. Keats was buried in Italy just six years before the first burial here at Stanley. On his gravestone we read these words (you can read it in full on the link):
"Here lies one whose name was writ in water."
www.theparisreview.org/blog/2016/02/23/writ-in-water/
There is also a wonderful epitaph written by Robbie Burns for a friend:
"An honest man here lies at rest,
As e’er God with His image blest:
The friend of man, the friend of truth;
The friend of age, and guide of youth:
Few hearts like his, with virtue warm’d,
Few heads with knowledge so inform’d:
If there’s another world, he lives in bliss;
If there is none, he made the best of this."
Of course there are some funny ones too: www.et.byu.edu/~tom/jokes/Funny_Epitaphs.html
Here are two of my favourites:
"A lawyer's epitaph in England:
Sir John Strange
Here lies an honest lawyer,
And that is Strange."
"Someone determined to be anonymous in Stowe, Vermont:
I was somebody.
Who, is no business
Of yours."
Here he is my second dream))
I've been looking for this place long time and finally I found it. But there was a second problem The weather was not suitable for this image
I waited a week and then came the fog I realized it's time to shoot, I tried to keep the fog and atmosphere just like I saw in a dream, and I think I did it))
I even came up with a little story!
Perhaps you now look at this image and think, his hands are not tied why he can not free himself?
I tell you why)))
He tied himself, all that he had read was a lie, and that's why he decided to burn them, and he with them.
He refused to see the truth, he just could not see it his eyes were tied up with lies.
He preferred death with his favorite books, he could not live without them.
Lie destroyed him.