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Jun's clothes are by Shira *_*

I like animals, all animals.

 

Like a shaman rat casting a spell......

It itched, tangentally, in a million different directions. All of them captivating, none of them anatomically correct.

The plotting room was where the orders for the direction and elevation of the guns were given.

One from last year that I was never really happy with,..... the sun was too bright! Here we see the gatehouse to the Manor House at Ashby St.Ledgers, Northamptonshire. It was here, in the room above the Gatehouse, that Robert Catesby and the other conspirators planned the Gunpowder Plot in 1605.

 

Photo taken 15th May 2015

Zeiss-Ikon Zeiss Ikonta 521 and its Novar-Anastigmat 1:4,5 f=7,5cm, Fomapan 100 in Fomadon R09 1+50 for 10min @ 20°C and digitalized using kit zoom and extension tubes.

 

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Lucy has (unsurprisingly) proven quite adept at leading Grant into temptation. I've probably mentioned this recently, but it keeps happening and never ceases to amaze me. Part of me thinks Grant is in on the joke, and is in fact now smart enough to humor her attempts to lure him into various mild forms of trouble and disaster, but it's difficult to say.

 

Anyhow, here she is. Plotting her next luring.

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Taken with NightCap. Long Exposure mode, 7.38 second exposure, 1/383s shutter speed.

So this was taken last year, during an epic night of shooting with Reid. Now, I am not sure the lake will be melted out by July 25th this year. I have heard there is still several feet of snow on the lake. However, that will just provide an excellent canvas for some light painting theatrics.

 

In any event, this is from almost a year ago, when the lake was at its best. This particular picture was, I thought, lesser photo. However, I have learned a lot about processing in the past few moths that have allowed me to really bring out the best of this photo.

 

I'd also like to direct everyone to this great shot by Chuck Hillard which was taken just a few days ago using a puttle of water on the road.

Hope everyone is having a great weekend. I have to work, but I am totaly looing forward to Monday and Tuesda Night.

 

Glory be to God for dappled things –

For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;

For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;

Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings;

Landscape plotted and pieced – fold, fallow, and plough;

And áll trádes, their gear and tackle and trim.

 

All things counter, original, spare, strange;

Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)

With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;

He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:

Praise him.

 

Gerard Manley Hopkins, "Pied Beauty"

www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/44399/pied-beauty

 

Originally part of the mid-19th century Enlarged Erie canal. Rotterdam, New York.

This scavenger item has given me the most difficulty — tradition. So many of our customs and traditions went out the window when the pandemic hit. It changed the way we viewed things and how we deported ourselves. We’ve come back to some of ”our old ways”

 

These are small plots of land for those who’d like to garden and may not have sufficient room or conditions.

Scott found this fancy looking wooden coffee table / storage centre last night and brought it back to the house to see if maybe we could refinish it and maybe use it to store his photography gear or something.

 

I told him that he should send a photo to my Dad to get his thoughts and maybe engage him to help *cough*dothework*cough* which he did after the neighbour's finished inspecting the find.

 

The box/coffee table thing had him a little distracted as we sat outside and he pondered all the uses for the thing so I was able to snag a quick shot of him.

 

Not too bad considering I didn't have anything else lined up for the day.

 

Hope everyone has had a good day.

 

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One moment winter story.

 

Lakhta .This small village on the northern shore of the Gulf of Finland, about 15 km northwest of the city, is home to human settlements on the banks of the Neva. It was on the territory of Lakhta that the remains of a man’s parking site of three thousand years ago were found.

In official documents, a settlement named Lakhta dates back to 1500. The name is derived from the Finnish-speaking word lahti - "bay". This is one of the few settlements that has not changed its name throughout its 500-year history. Also known as Laches, Lahes-by, Lahes and was originally inhabited by Izhora. In the last decades of the 15th century, Lakhta was a village (which indicates a significant population) and was the center of the eponymous grand-parish volost, which was part of the Spassko-Gorodensky graveyard of the Orekhovsky district of the Vodskaya Pyatina. In the village, there were 10 courtyards with 20 people (married men). In Lakhta, on average, there were 2 families per yard, and the total population of the village probably reached 75 people.

From the notes on the margins of the Swedish scribe book of the Spassky graveyard of 1640, it follows that the lands along the lower reaches of the Neva River and parts of the Gulf of Finland, including Lakhta Karelskaya, Perekulya (from the Finnish “back village”, probably because of its position relative to Lakhti) and Konduy Lakhtinsky, were royal by letter of honor on January 15, 1638 transferred to the possession of the Stockholm dignitary, Rickschulz general Bernhard Sten von Stenhausen, a Dutchman by birth. On October 31, 1648, the Swedish government granted these lands to the city of Nyuen (Nyenschanz). With the arrival of the Swedes in Prievye, Lakhta was settled by the Finns, who until the middle of the 20th century made up the vast majority of the villagers.

On December 22, 1766, Catherine 2 granted Lakhta Manor, which was then in the Office of the Chancellery from the buildings of palaces and gardens, "in which and in her villages with courtyards 208 souls," her favorite Count Orlov. Not later than 1768, Count J.A. Bruce took over the estate. In 1788, Lakhta Manor was listed behind him with wooden services on a dry land (high place) and the villages Lakhta, Dubki, Lisiy Nos and Konnaya belonging to it also on dry land, in those villages of male peasants 238 souls. On May 1, 1813, Lakhta passed into the possession of the landowners of the Yakovlevs. On October 5, 1844, Count A.I. Stenbok-Fermor entered into the possession of the Lakhtinsky estate, which then had 255 male souls. This clan was the owner of the estate until 1912, when its last representative got into debt and noble custody was established over the estate. On October 4, 1913, in order to pay off his debts, he was forced to go for corporatization, and the Lakhta estate passed into the ownership of the Joint Stock Company “Lakhta” of Count Stenbock-Fermor and Co.

After the revolution, Lakhta was left on its own for a while, here on the former estate of the counts Stenbock-Fermorov on May 19, 1919, the Lakhta excursion station was opened, which existed there until 1932. In the early 1920s, sand mining began on Lakhta beaches, and the abandoned and dilapidated peat plant of the Lakhta estate in 1922 took over the Oblzemotdel and put it into operation after major repairs. In 1963, the village of Lakhta was included in the Zhdanovsky (Primorsky) district of Leningrad (St. Petersburg).

  

At the beginning of Lakhtinsky Prospekt, on the banks of the Lakhtinsky spill, there was the village of Rakhilax (Rahilax-hof, Rahila, Rokhnovo). Most likely, under this name only one or several courtyards are designated. There is an assumption that the name of the village was formed from the Finnish raahata - “drag, drag,” because there could be a place for transportation through the isthmus of the Lakhtinsky spill (we should not forget that not only the bridge over the channel connecting the spill with the Gulf of Finland was not yet here, the duct itself was many times wider than the current one). The search book of the Spassko-Gorodensky graveyard of 1573, describing the Lakhta lands, mentions that there were 2 lodges in the “Rovgunov” village, from which we can conclude that we are talking about the village of Rohilaks, which the Russian scribes remade into a more understandable to them Rovgunovo. The village was empty in Swedish time and was counted as a wasteland of the village of Lahta.

  

On the banks of the Lakhtinsky spill, near the confluence of the Yuntolovka River, from the 17th century there existed the village of Bobylka (Bobylskaya), which merged into the village of Olgino only at the beginning of the 20th century, but was found on maps until the 1930s. It is probably the Search Book that mentions it Spassko-Gorodensky churchyard in 1573 as a village "in Lakhta in Perekui", behind which there was 1 obzh. With the arrival of the Swedes by royal letter on January 15, 1638, the village was transferred to the possession of the Stockholm dignitary, Rickshaw General Bernhard Sten von Stenhausen, a Dutchman by birth. On October 31, 1648, the Swedish government granted Lahti lands to the city of Nyuen (Nyenschanz). On the Swedish map of the 1670s, in the place of the village of Bobylsky, the village of Lahakeülä is marked (küla - the village (Fin.)). The village could subsequently be called Bobyl from the Russian word "bobyl."

The owners of Bobylskaya were both Count Orlov, and Count Y. A. Bruce, and the landowners Yakovlev. In 1844, Count A.I. Stenbok-Fermor entered into the possession of the Lakhtinsky estate (which included the village of Bobyl). This family was the owner of the estate until 1913, when the owners, in order to pay off their debts, had to go for corporatization, and the Lakhta estate was transferred to the ownership of the Lakhta Joint-Stock Company of Count Stenbock-Fermor and Co. By the middle of the 20th century, the village merged with the village of Lakhta.

  

The name Konnaya Lakhta (Konnaya) has been known since the 16th century, although earlier it sounded like Konduya (Konduya Lakhtinskaya) or just Kondu (from the Finnish kontu - courtyard, manor). Subsequently, this name was replaced by the more familiar Russian ear with the word "Horse". In the Search Book of the Spassko-Gorodensky Pogost in 1573, it is mentioned as the village "on Kovdui", where 1 obzh was listed, which indicates that there most likely was one yard. On January 15, 1638, together with neighboring villages, it was transferred to the possession of the Stockholm dignitary, Rickschulz General Bernhard Steen von Stenhausen, of Dutch origin. On October 31, 1648, the Swedish government granted these lands to the city of Nyuen (Nyenschanz). In a deed of gift, Konduya Lakhtinskaya is called a village, which indicates a noticeable increase in its population. Later, on the Swedish map of the 1670s, on the site of the present Horse Lahti, the village of Konda-bai is marked (by - village (sv)).

The owners of Konnaya Lakhta, as well as the villages of Bobylskaya and Lakhta, were in turn Count Orlov, Count Ya. A. Bruce, and the landowners Yakovlev. In 1844, Count A.I. Stenbok-Fermor entered the possession of the Lakhta estate (which included Konnaya Lakhta. This family was the owner of the estate until 1913, when the owners had to go to corporations to pay off their debts, and the Lakhta estate became the property of Lakhta Joint Stock Company of Count Stenbock-Fermor and Co. In 1963, Horse Lahta was included in the Zhdanov (Primorsky) district of Leningrad (St. Petersburg).

  

As the dacha village of Olgino appeared at the end of the 19th century and initially consisted of both Olgin itself and the villages of Vladimirovka (now part of Lisiy Nos) and Aleksandrovka. In the first half of the 18th century, this territory was part of the Verpelev palace estate, which in the second half of the 18th century was granted to Count G. G. Orlov, then it was owned by the family of landowners the Yakovlevs, in the middle of the 19th century the estate was transferred to the counts of Stenbock-Fermor. In 1905 A.V. Stenbok-Fermor, the then owner of Lakhta lands, divided the lands around Lakhta into separate plots with the intention of selling them profitably for dachas. So there were the villages of Olgino (named after the wife of Olga Platonovna), Vladimirovka (in honor of the father of the owner; the coastal part of the modern village of Lisy Nos) and Alexandrov or Aleksandrovskaya (in honor of Alexander Vladimirovich himself). It is likely that on the site of the village was the village of Olushino (Olushino odhe) - a search book of the Spassko-Gorodensky churchyard in 1573 mentions that there were 1 obzh in the village of Olushkov’s, which suggests that at least one residential the yard. On behalf of Olushka (Olpherius). Most likely, the village was deserted in Swedish time and then was already listed as a wasteland belonging to the village of Lahta. Thus, the name of the village could be given in harmony with the name of the mistress and the old name of the village.

The villages were planned among a sparse pine forest (the layout was preserved almost unchanged), so there were more amenities for living and spending time there than in Lakhta. A park was set up here, a summer theater, a sports ("gymnastic") playground, a tennis court, and a yacht club were arranged.

In the 1910s about 150 winter cottages were built in Olgino, many of which are striking monuments of "summer cottage" architecture. In 1963, the village of Olgino was included in the Zhdanovsky (Primorsky) district of Leningrad (St. Petersburg).

  

Near Olgino, in the area of ​​the Dubki park, there was a small village Verpeleva (Verpelevo), which consisted of only a few yards. In the first half of the XVIII century. this territory was part of the palace estate "Verpeleva", which in the second half of the XVIII century. It was granted to Count G. G. Orlov, then passed to the Counts of Stenbock-Fermor. The village has not existed for a long time, but the entire reed-covered peninsula (barely protruding above the water of the Verpier-Luda peninsula (Verper Luda (from the Finnish luoto - “small rocky island”)) still existed, and there was another spelling the name of this island is Var Pala Ludo).

  

Kamenka. The Novgorod scribal book mentions two villages in the Lakhta region with a similar name, referring to the possessions of Selivan Zakharov, son of Okhten, with his son and 5 other co-owners. On the lands of this small patrimony, which, unlike the estate was inherited, peasants lived in 3 villages, including: the village "Kamenka in Lakhta near the sea" in 5 yards with 5 people and arable land in 1,5 obzhi, the village "on Kamenka "in 2 courtyards with 2 people and arable land in 1 obzhu. For the use of land, the peasants paid the owners of the patrimony 16 money and gave 1/3 of the rye harvest. Thus, in the 16th century on the Kamenka River (another name for the Kiviyoki River, which is the literal translation of kivi - "stone", joki - "river") there was one large village of Kamenka near its confluence with the Lakhtinsky spill and the second, smaller, somewhere upstream. On the drawing of Izhora land in 1705, a village under this name is depicted in the area of ​​the modern village of Kamenka. The village of Kamennaya in the middle reaches of Kamenka and on the map of 1792 is designated. Other name options are Kaumenkka, Kiviaja.

In the second half of the 18th century, Kamenka became a vacation spot for Russian Germans. Here in 1865, German colonists founded their "daughter" colony on leased land. Since then, the village has received the name Kamenka Colony (so called until the 1930s). In 1892, a colony near the village of Volkovo "budded" from it. The inhabitants of both colonies belonged to the Novo-Saratov parish and since 1871 had a prayer house in Kamenka, which was visited by 250 people. He maintained a school for 40 students. The house was closed in 1935 and later demolished.

Currently, Kamenka exists as a holiday village, located along the road to Levashovo. Since 1961 - in the city, part of the planning area in the North-West, from the mid-1990s. built up with multi-storey residential buildings and cottages.

  

Volkovo. The settlement is about southeast of the village of Kamenka - on the old road to Kamenka, on the bank of a stream that flows into Kamenka between the village of Kamenka and the Shuvalovsky quarry. In 1892, a German colony emerged on the territory of the village, "budding" from a nearby colony in the village of Kamenka. The origin of Volkovo is not clear, the village is found only on maps of 1912, 1930, 1939, 1943. and probably appeared no earlier than the 19th century.

  

Kolomyagi. Scribe books of the XV — XVI centuries and Swedish plans testify that small settlements already existed on the site of Kolomyag. Most likely, these were first Izhora or Karelian, then Finnish farms, which were empty during the hostilities of the late XVII century.

The name "Kolomyag" connoisseurs decipher in different ways. Some say that it came from the "colo" - in Finnish cave and "pulp" - a hill, a hill. The village is located on the hills, and such an interpretation is quite acceptable. Others look for the root of the name in the Finnish word "koaa" - bark - and believe that trees were processed here after felling. Another version of the origin of the name from the Finnish "kello" is the bell, and it is associated not with the feature of the mountain, but with the "bell on the mountain" - a tower with a signal bell standing on a hill.

The owners of Kolomyazhsky lands were Admiral General A.I. Osterman, Count A.P. Bestuzhev-Ryumin, a family of Volkonsky. In 1789, the Volkonskys sold these lands to retired colonel Sergei Savvich Yakovlev. On his estate S. S. Yakovlev built a manor and lived in it with his wife and seven daughters. The once-Finnish population of Kolomyag was “Russified” by that time - it was made up of descendants of serfs resettled by Osterman and Bestuzhev-Rumin from their villages in Central Russia (natives of the Volga and Galich) and Ukraine. Then the name "Kellomyaki" began to sound in Russian fashion - "Kolomyagi", although later the old name also existed, especially among local Finns. And not without reason the indigenous Kolomozhites associate their origin with the Volga places, and the southern half of the village is now called “Galician”.

Yakovlev died in 1818. Five years after his death, a division of the territory of the manor was made. The village of Kolomyagi was divided in half between two of his daughters. The border was the Bezymyanny stream. The southeastern part of the village of Kolomyagi beyond Bezymyanny creek and a plot on the banks of the Bolshaya Nevka passed to the daughter Ekaterina Sergeevna Avdulina.

Daughter Yakovleva Elena Sergeevna - the wife of General Alexei Petrovich Nikitin, a hero of the Patriotic War of 1812, who was awarded the highest military orders and twice a gold sword with the inscription "For courage", died early, leaving her daughter Elizabeth. The northwestern part of Kolomyag inherited the young Elizabeth, so this part of Kolomyag was practically inherited by the father of Yakovlev’s granddaughter, Count A.P. Nikitin, who in 1832 became the owner of the entire village. It is his name that is stored in the names of the streets - 1st and 2nd Nikitinsky and Novo-Nikitinsky. The new owner built a stone mansion on the estate’s estate - an excellent example of classicism of the first third of the 19th century, which became his country house and has survived to this day and has been occupied until recently by the Nursing Home. It is believed that this mansion was built according to the project of the famous architect A.I. Melnikov. The severity and modesty of the architectural appearance of the facades and residential chambers of the Nikitin mansion was opposed by the splendor of ceremonial interiors, in particular the two-light dance hall with choirs for musicians. Unfortunately, with repeated alterations and repairs, many details of the decor and stucco emblems of the owners disappeared. Only two photographs of the 1920s and preserved fragments of ornamental molding and paintings on the walls and ceiling show the past richness of the decorative decoration of this architectural monument. The mansion was surrounded by a small park. In it stood a stone pagan woman brought from the southern steppes of Russia (transferred to the Hermitage), and a pond with a plakun waterfall was built. Near the pond there was a "walk of love" from the "paradise" apple trees - it was called so because the bride and groom passed through it after the wedding. Here, in the shadow of these apple trees, young lovers made appointments.

Under the Orlov-Denisov opposite the mansion (now Main Street, 29), the structures of an agricultural farm were erected, partially preserved to this day, and the greenhouse. Behind the farm were the master's fields. On them, as the New Time newspaper reported in August 1880, they tested the reaping and shearing machines brought from America.

In the 19th century, the provincial surveyor Zaitsev submitted for approval the highway called the Kolomyagskoye Shosse. The route was supposed to connect the village, gradually gaining fame as a summer residence of the "middle arm", with St. Petersburg. The construction of the road ended in the 1840s, and then horse-drawn and country-house crafts became the most important articles of peasant income. In addition, peasants either built small dachas in their yards, or rented their huts for the summer. Located away from the roads, surrounded by fields, the village was chosen by multi-family citizens.

The income from the summer cottage industry increased from year to year, which was facilitated by the summer movement of omnibuses that opened on the new highway from the City Council building. They walked four times a day, each accommodated 16 people, the fare cost 15 kopecks. Even when the Finnish Railway with the nearest Udelnaya station came into operation in 1870, the highway remained the main access road through which public carriages pulled by a trio of horses ran from the Stroganov (now Ushakovsky) bridge.

The likable robotic Turtle is exploring an alien planet to prepare the landing of the famous Exo Suit when he/she (one day we should choose, maybe voting…or rolling a dice) runs into the pathetic evildoers of the First Order, in the form of a Stormtrooper patrol.

 

“Hey look! A turtle droid!” Exclaims one of the Stormtroopers.

“Are you sure it’s a droid? It can be a real turtle inside an armor.” The other Stormtrooper objects.

“A turtle inside an armor?! Where do you get these ideas?”

“Well, I thought if we can build a super weapon of plot destruction that violates any known law of physics someone could put a turtle in a armor…”

“That’s a good point” declares the first Stormtrooper.

 

“But who cares? I say to kill this thing and have some fun”

“Yeah but we torture it first!”

“Of course! Ha Ha!”

 

Our robotic friend moves the head up and down, looking at the silly troopers and as they attempt to draw their weapons the brave Turtle fires the blaster cannons putting the two First Order servants out of commission.

 

Next time the followers of the Tantrum Knight will think twice before bothering our little friend because…

 

No one messes with the Space Turtle.

 

Now it’s time to go back to exploration duties.

 

Those First Order Stormtroopers always end up in such unpleasing situations hehe :)

 

I hope you like this photo :)

 

May the Brick be with You :)

The First Order is going to war. Well, at least they are trying too.

After the recent debacles this time they will be led in battle by the Supreme Leader himself.

Who? Oh, no no. Not Snoke. Forget him. I’m talking about the real Supreme Leader of the First Order:

Jar Jar Binks!

 

In the ruins of an ancient Sith temple Jar Jar is suiting up for the incoming battle, wearing the most powerful asset at his disposal: the dreaded… Plot Armor!

 

The legendary suit that protects characters from the laws of physic, logic and common sense shines on Jar Jar in all its glory.

The Clumsy Creature surely possesses the most powerful Plot Armor in existence.

 

Inside the ruins where once flowed a great power his Clumsiness Jar Jar Binks performs the ritual of suiting up.

 

Of course he needs no rite to wear it but when you are the leader of an evil organization image is important or people may thing you are actually a good person and nothing screams evil like a dark ritual inside an ancient and dark temple.

 

Assisted by his loyal servant Kylo Ren, Jar Jar dons each piece of his Plot Armor as the other Knights of Ren chant the greatness of the Supreme Leader and his apprentice.

 

The First Order legions look at them in awe.

Jar Jar Binks and Kylo Ren. What a terrifying duo they are! Silliness and incompetence at their finest!

 

They will lead the First Order to another embarrassing defeat but they will live to bother another day for Plot Armor is their ally. Or, as the wise Yoda would say:

 

“For their ally is Plot Armor. And a powerful ally it is. Logic defies it, makes it needless.”

 

I hope you like this parody image :)

 

May the Force be with You :)

The Battle of Britain Bunker@ Uxbridge. The view from the control room of Group 11. Group 11 covered the south east of England

via Instagram at puppychun

Thanks to Alexa for agreeing to pose with me, this was a lot of fun!

 

Taken at Sunny's Photo Studio

Old stone boundary wall in the woods. Rotterdam, New York.

Bella and Mitzi appear to be considering what to do with this squirrel at the bird feeder.

Spot where the Plotter Kill meets the Mohawk River. "Kill" is a Dutch word meaning creek or stream. Rotterdam, New York.

 

SMC Pentax-A 50mm f/1.2 manual focus lens.

Remains of an aqueduct which once carried the Erie Canal over the Plotter Kill Creek. Originally built in 1840, reconstructed in 1891 after flood damage, abandoned in the early 20th century. Rotterdam Junction, NY.

"Plot Twist"

 

From the "Life Lessons" series.

 

Photo: Reylia Slaby

Model: Reylia Slaby

Dress design by Anna Benedict

 

Without these words, I think that I would have taken the sadder things in life more to heart. I found this quote that read "When something goes wrong with your life, just yell "Plot twist!" and move on." That has helped me immensely, so I felt it should be a photo.

 

The quote is simple, even conversational, but when you start comparing your life to a book, the bad things start to lose their power, and it's a bit easier to get perspective on your situation. It's makes it seem as if something amazing is right around the corner.

 

One thing I realised is this : We write our own story.

Of course there are other influences, but ultimately we have choices. And people sometimes don't understand that when we choose a behaviour, we are also choosing the consequences. Including holding on to pain. Do you really want it to affect you for 10 years? Will it even matter in 3?

 

No, just think of life as an amazing story. There can be sad parts and plot twists, but that only makes the story better.

 

Always,

 

Reylia

 

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Back in the early days before the SOE got hold of me.

My basic training with the Royal observer Corp. I had a week of learning how to receive details and plot them. So much to learn in such a short period of time, I only a week before I was operational. Twelve of us girls sat around this very table, each with a sector to look after, each sector would report the height, direction, and number of enemy aircraft spotted.

They would then inform us would then put the information onto markers and place them on the table. Every few minutes an update would be given and we would again move the marker on. Obviously I can't give all the details of the job as it would endanger all involved.

The Llewellyn Family plot showing Dr. Rees Ralph Llewellyn.

 

Dr. Llewellyn was the one that examined the body of Mary Ann Nichols, considered the first victim of Jack the Ripper on August 31 1888.

 

Taken in 2018 with historian/author Richard Jones took me on a tour of the cemeteries where the Ripper victims are buried.

 

Nikon F4. CineStill bwXX 35mm B&W film.

Here is Joshua working on a puzzle of the world.

But it looks a little like he is plotting world domination.

He's been fascinated by puzzles lately and is surrounded by a few others. Taking this shot from directly above makes it seem more interesting.

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Why do squirrels always look like they're plotting something when they stand up?

As the pirates slowly peruse their treasure map and prepare for departure, Captain Jack Sparrow slowly peers down from above, hoping to sneak a glimpse of the treasure map, and where it might lead.

 

This vignette was intended to be the first of a series of scenes in a story, but I abandonded the idea early on. I'm just sharing this to let you all know that I still live, and I intend to continue building.

Well, it was a long hike, but well worth the view.

The Plotter Kill ("kill" is a Dutch word meaning creek or stream), flowing at a high volume after a period of rainfall and extensive snowmelt. Rotterdam, New York.

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