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About as close as one hopes this 8-40CM ever gets to a flying lesson as it soars over the valley at a methodical 10 MPH

 

2019-09-03, Day 2

The north face of Mount Lockhart (11,644 ft; 3,550 m) basks in morning light and reflects in the perfectly still water of Rock Creek's west fork, Absaroka-Beartooth Wilderness, Montana.

 

We broke camp some thirty minutes earlier in Quinnebaugh Meadows and headed south toward the mountain and the switchbacks that ascend Sundance Pass on its northeast ridge. There are quite a few campsites in the Meadows and there was evidence that the Labor Day weekend had drawn a good number of folk and livestock. However, on the Tuesday after Labor Day we experienced the drainage in complete solitude but for the companion chipmunks and chickarees. I kept hoping to hear the slap of a beaver's tail or the movement of moose through willows. Instead, there was enveloping quiet and the soft, methodical sound of slow water seeking lower ground. We descended out of the forest, into this meadow and stopped briefly to adjust the packs. Several months after the fact, I recall only the simple joy of being there.

Retiring blackbird of thickets and tangles. Heard much more often than seen, as pairs keep in touch with ‘question and answer calling.’ Creeps methodically in vines and tangles, and most frequently seen as it flies low across a trail or quiet road, usually with one member of the pair following shortly after the other. Note the pale ivory-yellow bill and staring yellow eyes, often striking even with a quick flight view.

 

Crooked Tree Wildlife Sanctuary, Belize. January 2011.

Nikon Z7 ~ Zeiss Otus 85/1.4

 

Moving away from automatic focus lenses to manual focus only lenses has taught me to be a better composer and a more methodical photographer. I no longer feel rushed.

 

I have been shooting my camera in fully Manual Mode for years now and it has become second nature and now manually focusing is teaching me the same as it becomes second nature. Maybe it is my age (68) or just continuing to learn photography. I like this new phase. Combining manual focus only lenses with a mirrorless camera body becomes a joy rather than a chore even at wide open apertures.

“Jazz is smooth and cool. Jazz is rage. Jazz flows like water. Jazz never seems to begin or end. Jazz isn't methodical, but jazz isn't messy either. Jazz is a conversation, a give and take. Jazz is the connection and communication between musicians. Jazz is abandon.”

 

- Nat Wolff

 

Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=yd_-8Iv_Bk8

HOW WONDERFUL YOU ARE – GORDON HASKELL

 

SUMMERTIME JAZZ

 

Dazzle the world with your eyes of brown

play jazz to me in the long languid nights

play love songs; add flat notes

on the ebony & ivory in old downtown

play the blues on the keys in old Harry's bar

in the old ways of love we dreamed from afar;

look at me darling with your eyes subdued

Passion will do that; create a misty view

in the smoky-hazed cafes where I made love to you

amid the profanities; beguiling acts and the air so blue

Frazzle the world with your heart deep blood red

play sweet platitudes where you're generously fed

Bejazzle the world with white diamonds so bright

the envy of all the bright stars in the sky tonight

Strum with your fingers all the songs that I know

play violin, cello with Cupid's sweet bow

Melancholy, solemnity finds no place to go

when you are near and can whisper all the love that you show

pluck at the strings of a heavenly harp

paint me a rainbow in the colours of Koi carp

there's nothing we can't do when it feels so right

dance me away from the mellow street lights

to the sultry back streets and alleys so dark

the danger is intoxicating;

vibrating and pulsing through our veins

we take any risk to flood our blood

with adrenalin to pour down the drains

we are young, free and stupid with love

and music playing songs in our heads; lullabies in bed;

up with the larks; burn the candle both ends

jazz, blues and passion and brandied sweet kisses

warm yet contentious, but never pretentious

we argue so heatedly; so honestly fraught

with all of the knowledge our education bought

we make rash assumptions

act without gumption

but when the sparks fly; we know then we're too young to die

yet we still push our luck; risk our lives for a buck

betting and staking all that we have

the shirt off your back; the knowledge we lack

about life we're still learning

about love we're still yearning

we want to grow old just so we can say

we misspent our youth in the most glorious of ways ...

 

- AP - Copyright remains with the author

 

My artwork is a compilation of 5 of my photographs

 

Copyright © protected image please do not reproduce without permission'

  

Every look-up shots at the Fukuoka Tower were dark and dull in the situation of the original jpeg files. The entrance of the tower was going to be closed as the night went on, so it's no wonder with fewer lights. That's why they have been in peaceful rest in the external hard disk since 2016. Yes, my photos were usually straight out of the camera those days. I was an enthusiastic jpeg lover. The other day I happen to find their RAW files and tried adjustment of their clarity, texture and sharpness a little bit. I got excited when these old pictures get new life. At first, its methodical structure stretching to the top through many glasses looked like cells before turning into something abstract that reminded me of a galaxy. I thought it was not bad to organize and archive old pictures with the latest software from time to time.

Key West Harbor - #255 in Explore 12/22/22

 

Key West, Florida U.S.A. - The Florida Keys

 

SUNSET - Autumn Hues 2022 - 11/25/22

 

*[left-double-click for a closer-look - final port approach]

 

*[tall double-masted schooner - silhouette - Sea-Flame]

 

I watched her as she circled the harbor, with the very intense

sunset sky magnificently changing, minute by colorful minute.

Each shot I took of her was quite different in color and light,

constantly and methodically changing. I knew that on her

last turn to Port I would have her at the perfect spot and at

the perfect time. Fun captures. Only problem: I love them all.

 

*[taken aboard the "Commotion on the Ocean" Fury Catamaran

Sunset Cruise in Key West Harbor with the Cory Heydon Band]

 

Will be off-line for a while. Will catch-up with you next week.

Thank you very much for your views, faves and comments

during the year and we wish you all a Very Merry Christmas!

Laura and I wish you ALL a very Happy and Healthy Holiday!

 

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Key_West,_Florida

 

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Florida_keys

 

"Margaritaville" - Alan Jackson & Jimmy Buffett

www.youtube.com/watch?v=v4XtBiWgXLE

 

"It's Five-Oclock Somewhere" - Alan Jackson & Jimmy Buffett

www.youtube.com/watch?v=BPCjC543llU

 

Group Cover Photo - Simon Says: **Sail** Group - 12/29/22

American Crows are familiar over much of the continent: large, intelligent, all-black birds with hoarse, cawing voices. They are common sights in treetops, fields, and roadsides, and in habitats ranging from open woods and empty beaches to town centers. They usually feed on the ground and eat almost anything – typically earthworms, insects and other small animals, seeds, and fruit but also garbage, carrion, and chicks they rob from nests. Their flight style is unique, a patient, methodical flapping that is rarely broken up with glides.

 

source: Cornell Lab of Orinthology

I've seen a lot of my contacts answering the following questions so I decided to jump on the bandwagon!

 

WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?

Yes, my Father.

 

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?

About a month ago.

 

DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?

NO!

 

WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?

Peppered Ham.

 

DO YOU HAVE KIDS?

Yes, I have a son.

 

IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?

Probably not! lol...

 

DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT?

Sometimes.

 

DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS

Yes.

 

WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?

Been there, done that!

 

WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL?

Cocoa Rice Krispies

 

DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?

I don't own any shoes with ties.

 

DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG?

I'd like to think so!

 

WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM?

The correct and only answer is... Häagen-Dazs Rum Raisins!

 

WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?

The way they express themselves

 

RED OR PINK?

Red, always!

 

WHAT IS THE LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF?

I tend to be too methodical... always striving for perfection... I'm a pain the butt!

 

WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST?

My family back in Boston, MA.

 

WHAT COLOR SHOES ARE YOU WEARING?

Brown

 

WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?

Cookies

 

WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?

Nothing

 

IF YOU WHERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?

Blue

 

FAVORITE SMELLS?

Hanoe Mori.

 

WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?

What does it matter now?

 

FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH?

I don't like any sports.

 

HAIR COLOR?

Black

 

EYE COLOR?

Dark brown

 

DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?

No.

 

FAVORITE FOOD?

Steak!!! But I love all kinds of food, especially my Mom's.

 

SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?

Happy endings. I don't believe in "Scary movies."

 

LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?

My Best Friend's Girl

 

WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?

It's a sweater and it's pink, gray, black and white. I'll post a link later!

 

SUMMER OR WINTER?

Winter, always!

 

HUGS OR KISSES?

Kisses!

 

FAVORITE DESSERT?

Ice Cream

 

WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW?

"For one more day"

 

WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?

My mouse! =P

 

WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON TV LAST NIGHT?

24, season 2.

 

FAVORITE SOUND?

Rain and thunder.

 

ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES?

Neither one!

 

WHAT IS THE FARTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME???

Short term: Las Vegas - Long term: New Jersey

 

DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT?

I'm a really good coordinator!

 

WHERE WERE YOU BORN?

San Salvador, El Salvador - C.A.

 

I wish you all a happy weekend!

Eurasian Sparrowhawk / accipiter nisus. Leeds, Yorkshire. 18/03/25.

 

Just one last look with those wonderful golden yellow eyes, before flying off.

 

The young male Sparrowhawk had methodically devoured a bird and then sidled further along the dead branch to wipe his beak. You can see he didn't do a very thorough job!

 

BEST VIEWED LARGE

A Northern Hawk Owl begins the methodical dismantling of its prey.

Thorhild County, Alberta.

Key West Harbor - two un-inhabited islands

Key West, Florida U.S.A. - The Florida Keys

SUNSET - Autumn Haze 2022 - 11/25/22

 

*[left-double-click for a closer-look - harbor-beauty - seagulls]

 

*[channel-marker - seagull-perch - double-masted schooner]

 

I watched her as she circled the harbor, with the very intense

sunset sky magnificently changing, minute by colorful minute.

Each shot I took of her was quite different in color and light,

constantly and methodically changing. I knew that on her

last turn to Port I would have her at the perfect spot and at

the perfect time. Fun captures. Only problem: I love them all.

 

*[taken aboard the "Commotion on the Ocean" Fury Catamaran

Sunset Cruise in Key West Harbor with the Cory Heydon Band]

 

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Key_West,_Florida

 

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Florida_keys

 

"Margaritaville" - Alan Jackson & Jimmy Buffett

www.youtube.com/watch?v=v4XtBiWgXLE

 

"It's Five-Oclock Somewhere" - Alan Jackson & Jimmy Buffett

www.youtube.com/watch?v=BPCjC543llU

Harris Brown-ALL rights reserved. This image may not be used for ANY purpose without written permission.

 

Lorimer Park, Abington, PA, USA

 

The Red-eyed Vireo forages in deciduous canopies where they can be difficult to find among the green leaves. They move slowly and methodically, carefully scanning leaves above and below for their favored caterpillar prey. However, their habit of near-incessant singing in summer, even in the heat of midafternoon, helps draw attention to them.

 

Thanks to all who take the time to view, comment on and favor my images. It is very much appreciated.

 

Nikon Z9 camera with Nikon 500mm f 5.6 E PF lens.

1/250 F5.6 ISO 1000, with fill flash

 

“For even the Son of Man came not to be served but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many.”

Mark 10:45

    

Cigua Amarilla / Hispaniolan Spindalis (Spindalis dominicensis).

 

* Estatus RD: Residente Local Comun (Rlc)

* Endemica (E)

  

Spindalis dominicensis es el nombre científico de la Cigua Amarilla de La Española (o Cigua Común), un ave de colores vibrantes que pertenece a la familia Spindalidae (anteriormente clasificada como una tángara). Es endémica de la isla de La Española, que es compartida por la República Dominicana y Haití, y también se encuentra en la cercana Isla de la Gonâve.

 

Descripción Física

 

La Cigua Amarilla de La Española presenta un dimorfismo sexual significativo, lo que significa que los machos y las hembras tienen un aspecto bastante diferente. Es un ave forestal algo pequeña, de aproximadamente 16 cm (6.3 pulgadas) de largo.

 

* Macho Adulto: El macho es de colores brillantes y a menudo se describe como si tuviera los colores de un "amanecer".

 

* Cabeza: Presenta un patrón llamativo de color negro con una ancha franja blanca por encima del ojo (supercilio) y una raya blanca a modo de "bigote". La barbilla es blanca.

 

* Cuerpo: Tiene una nuca (parte posterior del cuello) de color amarillo intenso y un dorso de color verde a oliva amarillento. El pecho es de un color castaño intenso, que pasa a un amarillo intenso y brillante en el vientre y blanco en la parte inferior del abdomen.

 

* Alas/Cola: Las alas son negras con bordes blancos prominentes en las plumas y un parche oxidado/castaño en el hombro. La cola es negra con bordes blancos estrechos.

 

* Hembra Adulta: La hembra es mucho más apagada y está más camuflada para ayudar en la incubación.

 

* Coloración general: Generalmente de color grisáceo-oliva en la parte superior del cuerpo y la cabeza.

 

* Partes inferiores: La parte inferior es blanquecina con rayas oscuras mal definidas.

 

* Marcas: Su patrón de cabeza es una versión más apagada del macho, con marcas blancas menos conspicuas. Sus alas y cola son de color marrón oscuro con bordes de color beige-oliva.

 

Hábitat y Comportamiento

 

* Hábitat: La Cigua Amarilla de La Española vive en una amplia gama de hábitats boscosos, incluidos bosques húmedos de hoja perenne y de pinos, huertos y plantaciones de café de sombra, y se encuentra desde el nivel del mar hasta elevaciones montañosas altas. Son más abundantes en áreas boscosas de mayor elevación.

 

* Dieta: Se alimentan principalmente de frutas pequeñas y partes de flores, pero también consumen semillas, hojas tiernas e insectos, especialmente durante la temporada de cría. Pueden ser atraídas por árboles frutales y comederos con agua azucarada.

 

* Comportamiento: Las aves son residentes (no migratorias) pero pueden moverse localmente en respuesta a la disponibilidad de fruta. A menudo se las ve en parejas o grupos pequeños, buscando alimento metódicamente en arbustos y árboles.

 

* Vocalización: Su canto se describe como un silbido sibilante, agudo y fino, a menudo un repetido "tsee see see see".

  

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The Hispaniolan spindalis (Spindalis dominicensis) is a species of bird formerly in the family Thraupidae. It is found in the Dominican Republic and Haiti.

 

Spindalis dominicensis is the scientific name for the Hispaniolan Spindalis, a vibrantly colored bird in the family Spindalidae (formerly classified as a tanager). It is endemic to the island of Hispaniola, which is shared by the Dominican Republic and Haiti, and also found on the nearby Gonâve Island.

 

Physical Description

 

The Hispaniolan Spindalis exhibits significant sexual dimorphism, meaning males and females look quite different. It is a somewhat small woodland bird, about 16 cm (6.3 inches) long.

 

* Adult Male: The male is brightly colored and often described as looking like a "sunrise".

 

* Head: Features a striking pattern of black with a broad white stripe above the eye (supercilium) and a white "moustache" stripe. The chin is white.

 

* Body: It has a rich yellow nape (back of the neck) and a greenish to yellowish-olive back. The chest is a deep chestnut color, transitioning to bright, rich yellow on the breast and white on the belly.

 

* Wings/Tail: The wings are black with prominent white edges on the feathers and a rusty/chestnut patch on the shoulder. The tail is black with narrow white edges.

 

* Adult Female: The female is much duller and more camouflaged to aid in incubation.

 

* Overall Coloration: Generally grayish-olive on the upper body and head.

 

* Underparts: The underside is whitish with ill-defined dusky streaks.

 

* Markings: Her head pattern is a duller version of the male's, with less conspicuous white markings. Her wings and tail are dusky brown with buffy-olive edges.

 

Habitat and Behavior

 

* Habitat: The Hispaniolan Spindalis lives in a wide range of wooded habitats, including humid evergreen and pine forests, orchards, and coffee plantations, and is found from sea level up to high montane elevations. They are most abundant in higher-elevation wooded areas.

 

* Diet: They primarily feed on small fruits and flower parts, but also consume seeds, tender leaves, and insects, especially during the breeding season. They can be attracted to fruiting trees and sugar-water feeders.

 

* Behavior: The birds are residents (non-migratory) but may move locally in response to fruit availability. They are often seen in pairs or small groups, foraging methodically in bushes and trees.

 

* Vocalization: Their song is described as a high-pitched, thin, sibilant whistle, often a repeated "tsee see see see".

  

Scientific classification

Kingdom:Animalia

Phylum:Chordata

Class:Aves

Order:Passeriformes

Family:Phaenicophilidae

Genus:Spindalis

Species:S. dominicensis

Binomial name

Spindalis dominicensis

  

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Connecting the small country towns of South Central Texas, a sprawling capillary of ancient “farm roads” monitors and sustains the rural pulse 24/7.

Far less apparent, cast aside in shallow ditches, an endless parade of what we like to call “weeds” struggle to survive.

They endure the ravages of a hostile and coldly indifferent environment, only to be quickly erased by Mother Nature.

Methodically clearing space for all that has yet to come.

If it’s a cliche, so be it.

Life is indeed fleeting and fragile.

And tragically easy to miss.

From "All About Birds": "The rich song of the Warbling Vireo is a common sound in many parts of central and northern North America during summer. It’s a great bird to learn by ear, because its fast, rollicking song is its most distinctive feature. Otherwise, Warbling Vireos are fairly plain birds with gray-olive upperparts and white underparts washed with faint yellow. They have a mild face pattern with a whitish stripe over the eye. They stay high in deciduous treetops, where they move methodically among the leaves hunting for caterpillars".

 

Warbling Vireo -1330466

Boudica is named after a famed Celtic warrior queen who once upon a time gave the Romans a black eye. Our Boudica methodically went about the task of running off all of the three year old sub-adults that had formed a sloth for much of the summer(2016). She is 100% not to be messed with...

As someone who rarely manages to catch anything that's moving at more than a snail's pace, I'm always happy to come across a bee working its way slowly and methodically around a flower, gathering every tiny speck of pollen it can find. Actually, come to think of it, it was VERY windy when I took this, so I guess I did catch an action shot in a way. :)

Retiring blackbird of thickets and tangles. Heard much more often than seen, as pairs keep in touch with ‘question and answer calling.’ Creeps methodically in vines and tangles, and most frequently seen as it flies low across a trail or quiet road, usually with one member of the pair following shortly after the other. Note the pale ivory-yellow bill and staring yellow eyes, often striking even with a quick flight view.

Tico Rainforest B&B, Horquetas de Sarapiqui, Costa Rica.

ENG: The futuristic suburban train station „Wilhelm-Leuschner-Platz“ on the edge of the beautiful Leipzig city centre. It also bears the nickname "Square of the Peaceful Revolution" and is intended to commemorate the historical events of 1989. It was built as part of the Leipzig City Tunnel project and opened on 15 December 2013, enabling passengers to travel directly by rail from Leipzig Hauptbahnhof to the city centre.

 

The station Leipzig Wilhelm-Leuschner-Platz is about 20 m underground and has a 140 m long island platform. There are two entrances, north and south of the Martin-Luther-Ring. The staircases, escalators and the two elevators create a dense structure. So that the transparent S-Bahn station with the tidy platform speaks a clear design language. Methodically important part of this station is the extensive restraint in the use of simple, clearly readable elements as well as the glass bricks in the walls and ceilings of the prefabricated elements.

  

GER: Der futuristische S-Bahnhof "Wilhelm-Leuschner-Platz" am Rande der schönen Leipziger Innenstadt. Dieser trägt auch den Beinamen „Platz der friedlichen Revolution“ und soll damit an die historischen Ereignisse des Jahres 1989 erinnern. Er wurde im Rahmen des Projekts Leipziger Stadt Tunnel gebaut und am 15. Dezember 2013 eröffnet, so dass die Fahrgäste direkt mit der Bahn vom Leipziger Hauptbahnhof in die Innenstadt fahren können.

 

Der Bahnhof Leipzig Wilhelm-Leuschner-Platz liegt etwa 20 m unter der Erde und verfügt über einen 140 m lange Insel-Bahnsteig. Es gibt zwei Eingänge, nördlich und südlich des Martin-Luther-Rings. Durch die Treppenanlagen, Rolltreppen und den beiden Aufzügen wird ein verdichtetes Bauwerk erstellt. So das die transparente S-Bahn Station mit dem aufgeräumten Bahnsteig eine klare Design Sprache spricht. Methodisch wichtiger Teil dieser Station ist die weitgehende Zurückhaltung in der Verwendung einfacher, klar ablesbarer Elemente sowie die Glasbausteinen in den Wänden und Decken der Fertigteilelemente.

Red-eyed Vireos forage in deciduous canopies where they can be difficult to find among the green leaves. They move slowly and methodically, carefully scanning leaves above and below for their favored caterpillar prey. However, their habit of near-incessant singing in summer, even in the heat of midafternoon, helps draw attention to them.

This Cooper’s Hawk snapped off a good-sized twig for nest material, leaving a fresh mark that is visible to the right of its lowest toe. A close look at the previous image in this series shows the twig in question still in situ www.flickr.com/photos/luminouscompositions/54890546587/in...

This methodical behaviour played out in Confederation Park, Calgary, Alberta, Canada. Photo 3/4

Black-crowned Night-Heron, immature

 

This one is from a few months ago

I took my time at Mugu Point the last visit, trying hard to get better composed shots as well as a variety of shutter speeds. It had been very cloudy all day and unlike usual, they didn't seem to be going anywhere. As a result, I knew I had plenty of time to get both surface shots and sky shots, especially as it got closer to sundown.

 

As I've mentioned, I really don't feel comfortable near the edge of any dark water--whether oceans, lakes, ponds etc. This cove was my starting point on both visits to this beach and I navigated in a similar route though the large waves kept me about 10ft further back than the first visit. As a result, some of the great places I set up on last time were regularly under water and I had to find different areas to shoot. There's so many amazing vantages from here and directly behind that it wasn't an issue.

 

There's something very relaxing about getting to the location you planned to shoot early, moving methodically and slowly to different areas and getting most of the shots off you wanted. When I rush, I make mistakes and this happens most when I arrive late and try to squeeze the last bit out of the sunset. The amount of relaxation for me increases at the ocean (and further when shooting long exposures). It's like being inside of a white noise machine with a nice, steady breeze blowing. Maybe next time I'll bring a beach chair.

 

Point Mugu Beach

Malibu, California

June 11th, 2016

 

SETTINGS:

Canon T4i

EF-S 18-135mm IS STM

@50mm

ISO 100

f/13

23 seconds

ND1000

CPL

 

The pictures in this album are just a small taste of what awaits you in this lovely space. Additionally, for those that worry that a museum will bore you, know that this museum is different. It’s exciting presentation makes it enjoyable for anyone who likes to learn or who enjoys art in general. Children will especially love hunting for the different animals on display. Just remember to ask for the list at the front desk when you arrive.

 

Still not convinced? The Casa Alabado is small. I viewed the entire collection in about two hours. I am pretty slow and methodical, taking many pictures along the way. Others will likely need only an hour or so.

 

Finally, this museum is worth just a walkthrough as it grounds your experience in a city where the Spanish-colonial infrastructure overwhelms the ancient signs of the Andean people who lived here before Europeans invaded. Truly, this space tells the history of Ecuador before the times of Columbus in a unique way. This Brazilian traveler highly recommends you visit!

  

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Jama-Coaque

(350 a.C. – 1532 d.C.)

 

This culture extended over northern Manabí and inhabited an environment characterized by wooded hills close to the beach. The power was held by a wealthy and powerful minority. Like neighbouring ethnic groups, the people of Jama-Coaque culture practiced a terrestrial and maritime long-distance trade.

 

The culture and religious core was the ceremonial center of San Isidro, where several temples were constructed on a huge pyramid surrounded by a large city.

The skill of Jama-Coaque potters is evidenced primarily by the manufacture of fine human figures represented as doing certain tasks and offices Of equal peculiarity and beauty are the ceremonial figure. The attire shows the existence of a flourishing textil industry.

I had a lot of fun encounters with Green Herons yesterday evening. This one's crest got caught in a breeze and made for a funny look. These birds are really fun to watch as they move slowly and methodically –at least while they are stalking fish. Hennepin County, MN 08/05/21

Long-eared Owls are tall looking owls when you see them perched. They wear a surprised expression thanks to long ear tufts that typically point straight up like exclamation marks. These nocturnal hunters roost in dense foliage, where their camouflage makes them hard to find, and forage over grasslands for small mammals. Long-eared Owls are nimble flyers, with hearing so acute they can snatch prey in complete darkness. In spring and summer, listen for their low, breathy hoots and strange barking calls in the night.

Long-eared Owls are secretive, nocturnal, and superbly camouflaged. One good way to find them is to listen at night in spring and summer for their long, low hoots. During winter these owls often roost in large numbers, and this can make them easier to find. Methodically search pine stands or shelterbelts near grassland or pasture for roosting owls, often close to the tree trunk among dense branches. Also look along the ground for pellets (grey, roughly oval cylinders of regurgitated fur, feathers, and bone). If you find a large number of these, you may be under a roost tree. Long-eared Owl pellets are typically 2-3” long.

In winter you can often find them roosting together during the day for safety - specially if there are Goshawks or other birds of prey in the area.

Whats up everyone! Hope all you guys out there are doing well. As usual summer is officially here and I am literally melting! Only 2 more months of this lol. Until then I'll just have to share this aerial image from Colorado last fall. Can't even begin to tell you, that I can't wait for the fall to come! Only 2 1/2 more months!

Россия, Ленинградская область.

Деревня Гоморовичи.

Часовня Николая Чудотворца.

История

1873 год. ГОМОРОВИЧИ - деревня, число дворов - 25,

число жителей

159 человек: 78 мужского пола., 81 женского пола.

Часовня православная. Волостное правление.

Почтовая станция.

1905 год. ГОМОРОВИЧИ - деревня, население

крестьянское: домов - 48, семей - 46, число жителей

276 человек: мужчин - 146, женщин - 130; лошадей - 36,

коров - 66, прочего - 82. Школа.

1927 год. Население деревни составляло

293 человека.

1933 год..Деревня Гоморовичи стала административным центром сельсовета, в который входили 3 населённых

пункта: деревни Гоморовичи, Кимозеро и Пертозеро,

общей численностью населения

903 человека.

С 1 августа 1941 года по 31 мая 1944 года деревня

находилась в финской оккупации. Русское население

методично истребляли.

1997 год. В деревне Гоморовичи постоянно проживали

11 человек.

2007 год. В деревне Гоморовичи постоянно проживали

2 человека.

За последние годы в деревне Гоморовичи число постоянно проживающих колеблется от 4 до 8 человек.

 

Russia, Leningrad region.

Village Gomorovichi.

Chapel of St. Nicholas the Wonderworker.

History

1873. HOMOROVICHI is a village, the number of courtyards is

25, the number of inhabitants is

159 people: 78 male, 81 female. The chapel is Orthodox.

Volost government. Postal station.

1905. HOMOROVICHI is a village, the population is peasant:

houses - 48, families - 46, the number of inhabitants

276 people: men - 146, women - 130; horses - 36, cows - 66,

others - 82. School.

1927. The village had a population of

293 people.

1933.The village of Homorovichi became an administrative

one, which included 3 settlements: the villages of

Homorovichi, Kimozero and Pertozero, with a total

population of

903 people.

From August 1, 1941 to May 31, 1944, the village was under

Finnish occupation. The Russian population was

methodically exterminated.

1997.

11 people lived permanently in the village of Homorovichi.

2007.

2 people lived permanently in the village of Homorovichi.

In recent years, the number of permanent residents in the village of Homorovichi ranges from 4 to 8 people.

 

Rose-coloured Starling / pastor roseus. Collingham, West Yorkshire. 09/06/20.

 

'CHERRY PICKER.'

 

This colourful vagrant was one of about 50 birds to turn up in the UK during early June, part of an irruption from Asia/E. Europe. It had found itself a well-laden cherry tree as a main food source and methodically picked them off as they ripened. The local Blackbirds and Common Starlings were soon driven off if they encroached too close to this feisty visitor.

 

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Key West Harbor - sunset's final moment

Key West, Florida U.S.A. - The Florida Keys

SUNSET - Autumn Light 2022 - 11/25/22

 

*[left-double-click for a closer-look - harbor sunset-cruise]

 

I watched her as she circled the harbor, with the very intense

sunset sky magnificently changing, minute by colorful minute.

Each shot I took of her was quite different in color and light,

constantly and methodically changing. I knew that on her

last turn to Port I would have her at the perfect spot and at

the perfect time. Fun captures. Only problem: I love them all.

 

*[taken aboard the "Commotion on the Ocean" Fury Catamaran

Sunset Cruise in Key West Harbor with the Cory Heydon Band]

 

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"Margaritaville" - Alan Jackson & Jimmy Buffett

www.youtube.com/watch?v=v4XtBiWgXLE

 

"It's Five-Oclock Somewhere" - Alan Jackson & Jimmy Buffett

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On occasion, Light Ships have appeared in my water photography … perhaps they have always been there, but I think that they prefer to remain invisible. Certainly, they are invisible to the human eye and you cannot capture images of them visually - it seems they only reveal themselves in that world of 4K 60 fps video and even then unless you methodically move through every single 1/60th sec frame afterwards you will miss them. They appear to dance on the surface of the water, the whole fleet tacking majestically into the sunlight - and perhaps this makes sense as they are indeed born of the sun. I wonder where these tiny alien ships go when the moment of capture passes, do they reveal themselves to us for a purpose, and what could that purpose be.

 

Iluka Beach, Booderee National Park

Key West Harbor - Vivid Color Spectrum

Key West, Florida U.S.A. - The Florida Keys

SUNSET - Autumn Light 2022 - 11/25/22

 

*[left-double-click for a closer-look - sunset-cruise]

 

I watched her as she circled the harbor, with the very intense

sunset sky magnificently changing, minute by colorful minute.

Each shot I took of her was quite different in color and light,

constantly and methodically changing. I knew that on her

last turn to Port I would have her at the perfect spot and at

the perfect time. Fun captures. Only problem: I love them all.

 

*[taken aboard the "Commotion on the Ocean" Fury Catamaran

Sunset Cruise in Key West Harbor with the Cory Heydon Band]

 

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"Margaritaville" - Alan Jackson & Jimmy Buffett

www.youtube.com/watch?v=v4XtBiWgXLE

 

"It's Five-Oclock Somewhere" - Alan Jackson & Jimmy Buffett

www.youtube.com/watch?v=BPCjC543llU

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Barra Grande, Nordeste, Brazil

This iguana methodically eats all the flowers of the plumeria pudica! (the other flowers have been eaten, only the stems remain).

Cet iguane mange méthodiquement toutes les fleurs du frangipanier pudique! (les autres fleurs ont été mangées, il ne reste que les tiges).

Heute ereilte uns im Taunus (wie sicher auch in anderen Gegenden) etwas Ekelschnee....nass, nasser, heute! Nach viel Büroarbeit musste ich trotzdem etwas wandern und durfte dabei einem hungrigen Fuchs zusehen, der das Feld ziemlich methodisch ablief und Maus nach Maus fing und verspeiste. Bermerkt hat er mich dank Schneeregen nicht, da hatte der also auch etwas für sich :)

 

Today we had quite some snowy rain in the Taunus, I just don't like this wet snow. But I'll take it cold and crispy any day!

After I was sitting in the office the last few days, I just had to hike anyway and was able to get a glimpse of a fox, strutting methodically around the fields and catch mouse after mouse!

I watched dozens of gulls yesterday in the middle of the lake on a sand bar with shells/clams on it. They would methodically take one in their beak and fly up and hover and then release it! I thought they were doing this to break open the clams on the sand below, but they would dive bomb it after they dropped it, and catch it before it hit, only to wash it in the water. I'm not sure what was going on, cause most of the time they would catch it in mid-air, but sometimes it would fall in the water, and they would retrieve it again. They all seeemd to be doing this, and they didn't seem to be stealing from one another. Fascinating to watch and shoot. 4 of 5

(Egretta caerulea) - Little Blue Heron

 

A small, dark heron arrayed in moody blues and purples, the Little Blue Heron is a common but inconspicuous resident of marshes and estuaries in the Southeast. They stalk shallow waters for small fish and amphibians, adopting a quiet, methodical approach that can make these gorgeous herons surprisingly easy to overlook at first glance. Little Blue Herons build stick nests in trees alongside other colonial waterbirds. In the U.S., their populations have been in a gradual decline since the mid-twentieth century.

 

Read more at: www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Little_Blue_Heron/overview

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This rock formation is a photographer's dream.

I arrived at Pfeiffer Beach while the sun was high above the rock.

 

As the sun began its golden hour dance, the photographers very methodically began to coalesce toward the Center.

 

Location: Pfeiffer Beach, Big Sur, California, USA

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Heute ereilte uns im Taunus (wie sicher auch in anderen Gegenden) etwas Ekelschnee....nass, nasser, heute! Nach viel Büroarbeit musste ich trotzdem etwas wandern und durfte dabei einem hungrigen Fuchs zusehen, der das Feld ziemlich methodisch ablief und Maus nach Maus fing und verspeiste. Bermerkt hat er mich dank Schneeregen nicht, da hatte der also auch etwas für sich :)

 

Today we had quite some snowy rain in the Taunus, I just don't like this wet snow. But I'll take it cold and crispy any day!

After I was sitting in the office the last few days, I just had to hike anyway and was able to get a glimpse of a fox, strutting methodically around the fields and catch mouse after mouse!

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Once a year, Pigeon Point Lighthouse turns on the Fresnel lens for two hours to celebrate the anniversary of the original lighting. The light is stationary for five minutes then rotates for the remainder of the time. You can see the color version here. I like the BW better, what do you guys think? Due to this rare event and the Lighthouses' historical importance, I spend quite a bit of time processing this one. Most of the processing came in the form of manually cloning elements that compromised the integrity of the composition. Click on the video to see what I mean, video courtesy of Joshua Cripps.

 

However, I'm not sure when we will see this again? Pigeon Point Lighthouse just started a 2-5 year restoration project in which the Fresnel lens will be restored. It is the first time since the lighthouse was built in 1871 that its lens (a complex network of 1,008 glass prisms hand-built in 1860s Paris, shaped like a beehive and rotated on a brass assembly like a grandfather clock) has been removed. As part of the project, three "lampists," craftsmen who work on the nearly dead art of restoring lighthouse lenses, have been methodically inspecting, cleaning and resetting each one of the prisms so the 10-foot-tall lens can be reassembled and shown to the public early next year at Pigeon Point.

 

I'm so glad i was able to witness this scene for myself. There was an estimated 500+ photographers here on this night, the biggest frame-bang I have ever witnessed. Jave

Sorry, couldn't resist this subject, a lock, for lockdown song! If one is not methodical, it may as well take a thousand years to figure out the combination on this one. Please don't judge me for the (Christina Perri's) song I picked...it was influenced by this lock I had and the theme. 😊

 

This closeup shot with Sony 90mm f/2.8 macro lens on Sony a7r iii.

 

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Key West Harbor - changing color-spectrum

Key West, Florida U.S.A. - The Florida Keys

SUNSET - Autumn Light 2022 - 11/25/22

 

*[left-double-click for a closer-look - dark - gloomy - mysterious]

 

*[Book-editors; would make a great book-cover. Give me a call]

 

I watched her as she circled the harbor, with the intense sunset sky magnificently changing minute by minute. Each shot I took of her was quite different in color and light, constantly and methodically changing. I knew that on her last turn to Port I would have her at the perfect spot and at the perfect time. This shot was the darkest and most mysterious. Did not disappoint. Only problem: I love them all.

 

*[taken aboard the "Commotion on the Ocean" Fury Catamaran

Sunset Cruise in Key West Harbor with the Cory Heydon Band]

 

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Key_West,_Florida

 

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Florida_keys

 

"Margaritaville" - Alan Jackson & Jimmy Buffett

www.youtube.com/watch?v=v4XtBiWgXLE

 

"It's Five-Oclock Somewhere" - Alan Jackson & Jimmy Buffett

www.youtube.com/watch?v=BPCjC543llU

Another bird on the beach, seen in The Mewia Łacha Reserve :)

 

The dunlin (Calidris alpina) is a small wader in the genus Erolia. It is a circumpolar breeder in Arctic or subarctic regions. Birds that breed in northern Europe and Asia are long-distance migrants, wintering south to Africa, southeast Asia and the Middle East. Birds that breed in Alaska and the Canadian Arctic migrate short distances to the Pacific and Atlantic coasts of North America. Body length approx. 16–22 cm. The food of the dunlins are small invertebrates, incl. worms, snails, clams, mosquito and crustacean larvae, and green plant parts. They moves along the coastal mudflat beaches it prefers, methodically picking small food items. The dunlin has an extremely large range and although the population appears to be decreasing, the population is still very large. The International Union for Conservation of Nature (IUCN) has judged that the threat to the species is of "Least concern".

 

Mewia Łacha (Seagull Shoal) Reserve is located on both sides of the Vistula, on The Gdańsk Bay, which since the 19th Century has been led through an artificial canal called Przekop Wisły (literally, “the Vistula Dug-through”). Part of the reserve lies on its western side, Sobieszewska Island, while the larger, eastern part is located in the Stegna Commune, near Mikoszewo. The reserve was established mainly for the purpose of protecting the sites where thousands of migratory and sea birds gather in order to build nests and brood their eggs. This place is very attractive for birds mainly due to the limited availability of uninhabited land in the Baltic area, especially the sandy islands on which birds feel safe both from people and their natural enemies, of which the foxes living nearby are the worst. Among the birds benefiting from the reserve are various species of seagulls and terns. However, there are other animals protected in this area. As a curiosity, groups of seals varying in number can be encountered there. In addition, lakes and ponds in the area of the reserve are inhabited by beavers. The protection level enforced here does not prohibit visiting the reserve, as there is a special path from which one can admire the beauty of nature. The "Mewia Łacha" reserve was established in 1991. Its aim is to preserve the breeding sites of water and marsh birds, the resting places of migratory birds and the landscape of the Vistula river mouth. Here they nest grebes, swans, ducks, coots, oysters, plovers, gulls and four species of terns. Its area is 131.55 ha.

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Kolejny biegus pstryknięty w rezerwacie Mewia Łacha :)

 

Biegus zmienny - (Calidris alpina) – gatunek ptaka z rodziny bekasowatych (Scolopacidae), najpospolitszy wśród biegusów. Zamieszkuje głównie tereny północnej Europy i Azji oraz Kanady, gdzie się rozmnaża. Zimą migrują na duże odległości, do południowej Afryki, południowo-wschodniej Azji i na Bliski Wschód. W Polsce spotyka się te ptaki na przelotach w marcu-maju oraz lipcu-listopadzie. Długość ciała ok. 16–22 cm. Pożywieniem biegusów są drobne bezkręgowce, m.in. robaki, ślimaki, małże, skąposzczety, larwy komarów i skorupiaków, oraz zielone części roślin. Szukają go w miękkim mulistym podłożu. Międzynarodowa Unia Ochrony Przyrody (IUCN) uznaje biegusa zmiennego za gatunek najmniejszej troski. W Polsce podlega ścisłej ochronie gatunkowej. Zagrożeniami dla tego gatunku są osuszanie podmokłych łąk lub szybkie ich zarastanie trzciną i niszczenie terenów lęgowych, a dla ptaków wędrujących – ubywanie naturalnych plaż i ich nadmierna penetracja przez ludzi.

 

Rezerwat Mewia Łacha położony jest po obu stronach ujścia Wisły, nad Zatoką Gdańską, od końca XIX wieku poprowadzonej sztucznie wykopanym kanałem zwanym "Przekopem Wisły". Część rezerwatu leży po jego zachodniej stronie, na Wyspie Sobieszewskiej, większa zaś, wschodnia w gminie Stegna, w pobliżu Mikoszewa. Rezerwat założono głównie w celu ochrony miejsc, w których gromadzą się tysiące ptaków by zakładać gniazda i wysiadywać jaja. Jest to miejsce bardzo atrakcyjne dla ptaków ze względu na bardzo trudną dostępność niektórych terenów, zwłaszcza zaś piaszczystych wysepek, na których ptaki czują się bezpiecznie zarówno przed ludźmi, jak i naturalnymi wrogami, z żyjącymi w pobliżu lisami na czele. Wśród korzystających z dobrodziejstw rezerwatu ptaków dominują rozmaite gatunki mew i rybitw. Nie są to jednak jedyne chronione na tym obszarze zwierzęta. Prawdziwą osobliwością są widywane tam regularnie mniejsze lub większe gromadki fok. Jeziorka i sadzawki na terenie rezerwatu zamieszkiwane są przez bobry. Ścisłość ochrony nie wyklucza możliwości odwiedzenia rezerwatu, funkcjonuje w nim bowiem specjalnie wytyczona ścieżka, z której podziwiać można naturalne piękno przyrody. Rezerwat „Mewia Łacha” został utworzony w 1991 r. Jego celem jest zachowanie miejsc lęgowych ptaków wodno – błotnych, miejsc odpoczynku ptaków wędrownych i krajobrazu stożka usypowego ujścia Wisły. Gniazduj ą tutaj m.in. perkozy, łabędzie, kaczki, łyski, ostrygojady, sieweczki, mewy i cztery gatunki rybitw. Jest to największe skupisko lęgowisk rybitw w Polsce. Jego powierzchnia wynosi 131,55 ha.

  

Winter on the prairie has been unbelievably mild; ice on the river forms, melts, reforms. As a result I'm spending more time than usual with the macro lens and tripod, freezing my knees, relearning what I already knew: that there is unlimited potential for images in very simple subject matter.

 

Do you see a face in profile? I can't see anything else! The ice man. He'll be gone now, replaced by who knows what. This ice shelf was thin, would not support my weight if I tried to shift directly over it to shoot down at a perpendicular angle, ie. parallel plane focusing. Therefore I had to shoot at a slant, which is why the "forehead" and "shoulder" are both a little out of focus, even at f/32. The central area is sharp, though, and I think that in this case, it's enough.

 

Every successful photo - barring flukes - is the result of solving a two-part problem. First, the seeing part. Something has moved us or at least tweaked our interest. It could be the light bouncing off a city skyline, or a configuration of clouds at sunset, or ice forming at the edge of a river. Somehow, we see a photo op and we figure out how we want to compose our shot. Then, the technical part. How much depth of field is needed? Which lens? Shutter speed? ISO? Tripod? All those considerations and more come into play.

 

A good photographer learns how to handle both parts of the problem. You can't make consistently great images if you only know the tech part and try to methodically follow so-called rules of composition; you have to free up the imagination and really learn to see. Similarly, great vision can be undermined by poor technique. I get it that not everybody has the time, the desire, or the resources to push this hard. There are creative geniuses in the world, I suppose, to whom this comes easily; the rest of us have to learn it step by step. But what an amazing journey it can be!

 

Photographed along the Frenchman River in Grasslands National Park, Saskatchewan (Canada). Don't use this image on websites, blogs, or other media without explicit permission © 2018 James R. Page - all rights reserved.

The red light pulsed, saturating the chamber in heat and shadow. It bled from the ceiling, casting the vast room in a hellish glow. Kayla stood at the threshold, stunned.

 

Before her stretched an ocean of eggs—millions upon millions of eggs, arranged in endless rows atop low platforms, each separated by narrow walkways stretching out for maybe miles.

 

She moved slowly down a row, absorbing the magnitude. Teams of reptilians glided between the rows, their clawed hands manipulating devices that blinked and hummed. Scanners, perhaps—checking for signs of life. Heartbeats. Movement. She couldn’t be sure.

 

Kayla knelt and ran her hand over one of the eggs, its surface mottled and faintly iridescent. She touched it, rolled it gently. It was heavier than it looked—dense. Then, another egg rocked on its own. Something inside stirred.

 

She gasped. They’re alive. They’re ready.

 

This IS the event—the one she overheard the officers talking about. And it was imminent. Hours, maybe less.

 

Suddenly, a harsh buzzer split the air. Kayla quickly flinched, quickly retreating to the edge of the room.

 

From hidden corridors, hundreds of reptilians surged in, moving with eerie coordination. They fanned out, each taking part of a row, and began turning the eggs—one by one, methodically, reverently. Ritualistic.

 

When the final egg was turned, they froze. Silent. Waiting.

 

The buzzer sounded again. As one, they departed.

 

Kayla wiped sweat from her brow, her breath shallow. She understood now why her kin had failed in previous attempts to destroy the nest. This was no isolated clutch—it’s a spawning ground beyond anything imagined. The scale was monstrous.

 

She scanned the chamber, calculating. The explosives she’d been sent forward in time with—might be insufficient. Not for this. Not all at once.

 

She pulled out her VDD, recording the nest coordinates. She would have to return again and again to plant the charges. They are heavy and she was only able to carry two at a time.

 

And time was slipping through her fingers.

Kayla jumped back to the coordinates outside the mound. She reappeared just beyond the mound entrance.

 

Sirens wailed, and missiles screamed skyward in jagged arcs. She clamped her hands over her ears as the air fractured around her— a dozen warheads carving contrails through the clouds.

 

No time to parse the chaos. She had to return to the shelter and start moving the explosive charges to the nest.

 

She jumped.

  

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I keep finding myself returning to places like this. Lonely stretches of rural road that traverse crop fields and farms. These are not pedestrian friendly, nor were they intended to be. If anything, they are decidedly pedestrian hostile. Dangerously narrow, filled with blind hills and curves, and flanked by deep drainage ditches filled with shards of metal and glass. There's really nowhere to walk but on the pavement, so I'm in some degree of risk from the moment I set foot here until I depart. I seldom see anyone here except motorists in passing cars, and I prefer it that way. I sense that anyone walking here poses some level of threat to me. Or at the very least is facing distress of their own. Accident victims; drivers unfortunate enough to breakdown here. Maybe intoxicated drivers, or worse. Ohio is a concealed carry state, so anyone you meet is potentially armed. I hear the sound of distant gunfire as I walk. Sometimes slow and methodical, giving me the impression of target practice. Other times a staccato rapid fire that sounds wildly indiscriminate. Ahead I see the impressions in the roadside sign left by bullets or maybe a blast of buckshot. This hostility visual reinforced by the poison ivy snaking its way up the pole. And then there's the adjacent acres of field corn, millions of dead leaves rustling in the wind. And a sky filled with clouds as rich in texture as the dreary landscape. I feel a nervous energy walking here, as irresistible as it is frightening. The energy I always feel walking boundary lines.

All human errors are impatience, a premature breaking-off of methodical procedure, an apparent fencing-in of what is apparently at issue.

~Franz Kafka

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After a bankruptsy and long wait for a savior through merger, Milwaukee Road’s physical plant was not the best. This included the weathered paint on its locomotives. New owner Soo Line methodically began “patching” and renumbering the Milwaukee units into its roster, coming up with an unattractive blackwash over parts of the locomotives to completely cover any of the Milwaukee Road’s identity.

 

The scheme, if you can call it that, were eventually nicknamed “Bandits”. I photographed them, even though I didn’t care for the look. Other fellow photographers said I’d be glad I photographed them when they were all long gone years later. Well, that might be true, but I still don’t like Bandits, even though I have hundreds of photos of them that would seem to prove otherwise. Nonetheless, I’d rather see them in gnarled Milwaukee Road paint.

 

On Wisconsin Central’s first day of operations, a pair of Bandits sit near the locomotive facility in Shops Yard at North Fond du Lac, Wisconsin, with Soo Line SD40-2 Nos. 6365 and 6304 showing off their alluring (not) bandit colors on the afternoon of October 11, 1987.

 

Flashing forward to today—which would I rather photograph, a Bandit or a BNSF Gevo? Hmmmm… How about you?

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