View allAll Photos Tagged posts
Steavenson Falls consists of 5 cascades, a total descent of 122 metres, the last having a clear drop of more than 21 metres.
The falls were named after John Steavenson who visited the site in 1862 on a road survey for a road to the gold fields at Woods Point.
I used to spend a bit of time in Marysville for work. Like Beechworth, which always reminds me of Daylesford, Maryville always reminded me of my 'core of my heart' Hepburn Springs.
As sad as seeing what nature can do to the physical watching the town recover not only makes you humble in the face of such resilience but brings to mind how apt Dorothea MacKellar's 'My Country is' - it sums up what it means to be Australian - all you who have not loved her you will not understand.
....
I love a sunburnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
Of ragged mountain ranges,
Of droughts and flooding rains.
I love her far horizons,
I love her jewel-sea,
Her beauty and her terror
The wide brown land for me!
The stark white ring-barked forests,
All tragic to the moon,
The sapphire-misted mountains,
The hot gold hush of noon,
Green tangle of the brushes
Where lithe lianas coil,
And orchids deck the tree-tops,
And ferns the warm dark soil.
Core of my heart, my country!
Her pitiless blue sky,
When, sick at heart, around us
We see the cattle die
But then the grey clouds gather,
And we can bless again
The drumming of an army,
The steady soaking rain.
Core of my heart, my country!
Land of the rainbow gold,
For flood and fire and famine
She pays us back threefold.
Over the thirsty paddocks,
Watch, after many days,
The filmy veil of greenness
That thickens as we gaze ...
An opal-hearted country,
A wilful, lavish land
All you who have not loved her,
You will not understand
though Earth holds many splendours,
Wherever I may die,
I know to what brown country
My homing thoughts will fly.
**
Dorothea Mackeller
The Garnett Family perform on stage during the Nottingham Post Business Awards 2018.
The Nottingham Post Business Awards 2018.
East Midlands Conference Centre, University of Nottingham. Tuesday 29th May 2018.
(Photo by Joseph Raynor/ Nottingham Post)
Journal 1, date unknown Day 8
"To whom now find it"
Hmm .. i know i havent written in a while, but now i just need to do it, Okai it startet by after i had ben walking mabye 3 days i got to the city, i went in to the city and i found a nice place i thing it most have been i richmans house, i went around the house and found a entry i went in and I quickly covered the entrance whit some planks and boxes, then i went looking for stuff i could use and i found a small place and the real Entrence so the small place most have been the Guard house, so i went inside and saw a lot of stuff i could use a radio and a nice armor but i tinkelt a littel whit it and made it better and i also found a nice helmet, im forsure gonna use the armor. but i was really tired so i tried to sleep but the floor was vary dusty but you could stille se some op the floor, it was really nice, but after i couldt not sleep i thought i wouldt get some thing to eat, so i took my last can of food and was just aboudt to eat when i heard tree or four shoots. so i quickly grapt my magnum and found the closets hole in the wall and the first thing i saw, was a merc og soldier trying to fight some thing off, but he couldt not the thing overpowered him, but the i saw another guy come running and behind him there was one more of those thing, but this was closer at my and i was choked there was no skin on its i gues it was some kind of a zombie, but the man startet screeming and the it just stoped, tomorow im gonna go on dont what to be here when those things find a way in here.
"Note for my self go look for any gun and supplies"
loner over and out.
Three students pose in front of the mailboxes in the post office in the Students' Building in 1949. Back of photo reads "post office the first place the freshman learn." The Students' Building housed the post office from 1932-1949. Prior to 1910, mail was distributed through the dormitories. In 1910, a lock-box Post Office was installed in the basement of Administration Building. In 1932, in a general reorganization of the campus after the library fire of September, 1932, the Post Office moved to the Students' Building until it was razed in 1949. In 1949, the Post Office was located in the basement of South Spencer Residence Hall until it moved to the Elliott Student Union in 1953. Since 1953, mail has been distributed through locked boxes in the dormitories. The cornerstone of the Students Building was laid in 1902. Contributions from students, faculty, and visiting speakers allowed the completion of the three story structure in 1906. It housed the Domestic Science and Manual Training Departments, the post office and book store, society halls, a banquet hall, and a 700 seat auditorium. The building was razed in 1950.
To see more from The UNCG University History Collections: libcdm1.uncg.edu/ui.php.
Discontinued Jan. 23, 1993. Saint Louis County. Photo by J Gallagher, Jul. 1976.
Part of the Post Mark Collectors Club (PMCC) collection.
HA Stamps:
K5376 Hydragea
K5354 French Post
K5425 Silly Scape
CL272 All occasion message
CL342 Everyday saying
My blog:http://hellemors.blogspot.com/
(post) Soviet ruins. Taken with a Super Takumar 50mm f/1.4 on a GH2. No post-processing.
website | instagram | bandcamp | soundcloud
Fayette County. Photo by E Kalish, Aug. 2011.
Part of the Post Mark Collectors Club (PMCC) collection.
Journal Entry three.
Date: Unknown
"Hmm .. Can't really say how many days i have been since we left that working spot, i guess around Two og Three, Anyway me and pete followed the tracks of the Murderes or Killers. we followed the road a day i think and then the tracks startet going in to the forrest kinda. after some time we enden up in at place where there wasent that many trees and we could se one of the killers but i think hey where hill billys you know the stereio type you know the one that cant read and likes gun, hmm .. That Guard was not a problem Pete ended his life fast and i took his ak and gave pete my gun. we wen't up to the camp. the walls wasen't that big, big enough to i coulden see over it and just spary with my new ak and pete startet shooting to it diddent take long time for us to end them. we took there ammo and food and left in case there would be more og them."
Nicely painted up with gold cipher this Penfold stands outside an old Post Office in the Market at St Helier.
"there has to go a fuck through germany", thats what this sign says as a quote of former german prime minister roman herzog. and this is exactly how i shot it, there is no photoshoping done here...
leica r5, 35mm f2.0
A view of Covington, Kentucky, in October 1973. The white building in the center is the Kentucky Post building - a now defunct daily newspaper
If you can't manage to grab a sausage maybe a rat will do?
Anyway, like with all cooking, it's all in the presentation.
photoshoot with post romantics.
strobist: two interfit light both left and right of subject, with 430ex shot through soft box subject front
Illumination Chartres en Lumière de l'ancien Hôtel des Postes, place des Épars à Chartres, Raoul Brandon confie la construction dans un style néogothique tout en béton armé, avec des mosaïques qui dessine l'acheminement d'une lettre à son destinataire au 20ème siècle. 28000 Chartres, Eure-et-Loir, Région Centre FRANCE