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Colorado Shakespeare Festival 2012 performance of Noises Off at the University of Colorado Boulder. (Photo by Casey A. Cass/University of Colorado)
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Look who's not happy with her traveling suitcase! Before Paris, I am always in a special state of mind where I am not sure if it is really fun or just a whole lot of stress, lol. Will be reporting life!
Was passing through a nearby town recently where a wonderful old brick house stands just off the main square. Long vacant, the house sat as landmark. Obviously built by someone of means and probably local prominence, it had fallen into disrepair over the year. But like many such homes, you could still sense the former grandeur despite the weathered facade. I had tried to photograph it once but there was a very poor sight line, cluttered with trees and, being north-facing, it always appeared backlit by the sun. So I just put it on the back burner, confident I would eventually figure out a way to document the place. That plan was shattered as I rounded a corner into the village and felt an odd sensation of open space where none should exist. Every photographer of abandonment knows this feeling. If you're like me, you form a certain attachment to the old places and tend to check on them each time you pass. Perhaps recalling the time(s) you visited there or imagining a time when you might. Anyway I didn't at first notice the house was gone, only that its mass was missing. I first thought I wasn't looking from the right angle and that if I moved just a few more feet in one direction or another, I would see the massive walls of reddish orange brick. But no, it wasn't an optical illusion. The house had been demolished; gone forever. It felt like a gut punch. I've known this feeling before, even with houses I did manage to photograph. It's just that much worse when you have no photos. I wondered why I hadn't tried harder; surely I could have found a way, perhaps from the backyard. I had simply fallen victim to the very thing I always caution. others about: indifference. The old sentiment that holds "I'll do that someday." And that 'someday' never comes. I find it much easier to be mad at others than mad at myself. But I try to use moments like this to resolve not to allow it (whatever it is at that moment) not to happen again.
Not even 24 hours later I'm rounding another corner just near an ugly old abandonment. The worst of the worst, a structure that was awful even when new. No redeeming value but utterly overwhelming in decay. I've been meaning to photograph this place for the past several years but always make an excuse not to stop. No more I vowed. By chance I had my camera with me. I pulled over immediately and jumped out and ventured near the hovel. Another week or two and it would be nearly invisible with overgrowth. There was just enough new vegetation to show how the place appears to be in the middle of a forest. The undulation of the roof shingles is remarkable, draped like cloth spread across the rafters. None of the grace and beauty of the brick house that eluded me, but no matter. This one was not getting away.
I made this photograph from aboard a northbound Amtrak train passing the site of an Illinois Central Gulf derailment. I don't remember the location other than it was somewhere north of Champaign, Illinois. (Scanned from color negative film)
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One of the many abandoned items at Dungeness.
Considering the amount of photos there are of this area I tried to be original, did it work?
The North Platte, NE - Roseville, CA manifest rolls comfortably down the 1% grade at James, CA on UP's Canyon Subdivision. On this late May 2012 afternoon, the hillsides are slowly transforming from spring green to summer tan. While rain plummets the rails 20 miles to the northeast, the scene at James, CA is try and tranquil.
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Looking down Howe Sound as glacial carved cliffs seem to drop off into the sea. Shot at the long breakwater leading to the Squamish Windsports Society.
After being used in the 'steel challenge' at Exporail (where teams of twenty people competed to see who could pull it the furthest), MLW RS-18 CN 3684 is parked, with GP9 AMT 1311 facing it. While the RS-18 was a popular and long-lived model in Canada, it can't compare to the GP9 in terms of number of units produced and for longevity on Class I railways.
New Zealand face off against Tonga before the Rugby World Cup Pool C match at St James' Park, Newcastle, on 9th October 2015.
Copyright: Alastair Ross / Novantae Photography
I made it onto the train! There was a bit of drama where I go separated from my traveling buddy in the London Underground but we got it together in the end. Also they gave me breakfast on the train! And I got a nice view of the English countryside on my way to France!
The Damselfly (Suborder Zygoptera) is an insect in the Order Odonata. Damselflies are similar to dragonflies, but the adults can be differentiated by the fact that the wings of most damselflies are held along the body when at rest. Furthermore, the hindwing of the damselfly is essentially similar to the forewing, while the hindwing of the dragonfly broadens near the base, caudal to the connecting point at the body. Damselflies are also usually smaller, weaker fliers than dragonflies, and their eyes are separated.
Lake Apopka Wildlife Drive - Apopka, Florida
Busy snatching, grabbing and feeding on dragonflies over the fields.
Coot
The Eurasian Coot is all-black and larger than its cousin, the Moorhen. It has a distinctive white beak and 'shield' above the beak which earns it the title 'bald'. Its feet have lobed flaps of skin on the toes which act in the same way as webbed feet when swimming. It patters noisily over the water before taking off and can be very aggressive towards others.
Wood Sandpiper
The Wood Sandpiper is a medium-sized wading bird, with a fine straight bill, yellowish legs and a conspicuous white stripe from the bill over the eye to the back of the neck. In flight, it shows no wing-stripes and a square white rump. Is a passage migrant in spring and autumn, breeding in Northern Europe and wintering in Africa. A few pairs breed in the Scottish Highlands. The flooding of some previously drained traditional marshes in Scotland may help this species in future.
582 branding just resurrected Aug 2010 !!
One of the 582 route branded Olympians (not 3237) coming off route and into depot at Atherton (Howe Bridge)
Scanned from a picture i took around 1991
Called the boyfriend to say "goodnight" and then showered off the bar
smoke. It's beyond bedtime but I want to stay up and watch tv.
Around here, there was one last institution that still required masks. They recently dropped the requirement.
I've come up with two possibilities:
Option 1. Someone was riding the elevator, realized nobody else was wearing one and immediately took it off - and in their joy, left it here.
Option 2. Someone realized they had grabbed an extra mask and left it in case someone wanted to use it.
In both cases, seems tacky.
Central DuPage Hospital
Winfield, Illinois - near 41.8732, -88.1551
May 24, 2023
SOOC
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