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Four days after the big snow, removal of the snow banks was done on our street. Although the road had been cleared as the storm occurred, we were left with big banks that reduced the road to one lane.
This was a very quick phone grab from my window of the blower filling the truck and the concomitant spray skyward.
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Street photography from Glasgow, Scotland.
Anonymously captured in May 2017 and previously unpublished. I had arrived to what sounded like a woman being assaulted and a police officer rushing from his parked car. I was pleased that I had not arrived sooner to the location for fear that I would have simply had to have intervened!
Today, following devastating local elections for The Conservative Party, the State Opening of Parliament took place. HRH The Prince of Wales read a speech written by The Government in respect to their coming bills and actions for this session of government.
Laws previously rejected by The Lords for being too draconian are now back on the agenda. Bills set to make protesting ever more illegal. Once those are through there will be bills to reduce your basic human rights. The European Court of Human Rights will still be an option above and beyond the UK law but only for the very wealthy, there will be no legal aid to go beyond UK law. New bills are coming to alter electoral processes and the scope of areas, which follow on from a law already passed to remove independence from the Electoral Commission. Elections will be overseen by the Government in power.
When the Tory Government start stripping rights that mean something to you and they have already removed your legal right to protest against them, please don't start crying saying that you didn't see it coming.
Make no mistake - these are dark times. We have a populist autocratic Government bent on lies, cover ups and avoidance of accountability. We are on the verge of an elected dictatorship and our media are powerless as they are controlled by the Tory party or major donors to the Tory party. Well, aside from Channel 4 which is why the Tories want to sell it off!
Dark times. More police powers are coming. Fewer rights. Fewer freedoms. Less opportunity to affect change through voting. This is how Germany tumbled in the 1930s.
A small front-end loader (bright lights straight ahead) arrived at first light to clear last night's snow. Sole and Tessa sat at their posts overseeing the job until it was done.
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Adding to my album of photos with a Super-Takumar 50mm f1.4, 8 elements version.
I needed to use purple fringing removal software on this one!!
Le Parc paysager Duisburg Nord est l'exemple exceptionnel d'un nouveau type de parc façonné par l'industrie. Au centre d'un domaine d'environ 180 hectares, se dresse l'usine sidérurgique désaffectée de Thyssen à Duisburg-Meiderich. De 1901 à 1985, l'usine a produit de la fonte brute - en règle générale comme produit primaire pour un traitement ultérieur dans les aciéries de Thyssen.
Aujourd'hui, les visiteurs peuvent découvrir l'ancienne forge comme un monument industriel « vivant ». Avec ses trois hauts fourneaux en enfilade, ses bunkers, ses ascenseurs inclinés et ses salles de coulée, la forge Meiderich véhicule l'image traditionnelle d'une usine de hauts fourneaux du début du siècle.
Les visiteurs ont la possibilité de se familiariser avec le processus de production, de la livraison des matières premières à l'enlèvement de la fonte. Le haut fourneau 5, en particulier, est l'endroit idéal pour se faire une idée très réaliste de l'impressionnante chaîne de production des anciennes forges.
Un parc immobilier aussi complet est unique dans le district de la Ruhr, et également exceptionnel dans toute l'Allemagne. Ce qui enthousiasme tant les architectes, c'est qu'il n'y a qu'à Meiderich que les bâtiments d'origine ont été aussi judicieusement complétés par les plantes de l'après-guerre. C'est pourquoi l'ensemble du complexe de hauts fourneaux est classé monument historique depuis 2000.
The Duisburg North Landscape Park is an outstanding example of a new type of park shaped by industry. At the center of an area of around 180 hectares stands the disused Thyssen steelworks in Duisburg-Meiderich. From 1901 to 1985, the plant produced pig iron - usually as a primary product for further processing in the Thyssen steelworks.
Today, visitors can experience the old forge as a “living” industrial monument. With its three adjoining blast furnaces, bunkers, inclined elevators and casting rooms, the Meiderich Forge conveys the traditional image of a turn-of-the-century blast furnace factory.
Visitors have the opportunity to familiarize themselves with the production process, from the delivery of raw materials to the removal of cast iron. Blast furnace 5, in particular, is the perfect place to get a very realistic idea of the impressive production line of the old forges.
Such a comprehensive housing stock is unique in the Ruhr district, and also exceptional in the whole of Germany. What excites architects so much is that only in Meiderich have the original buildings been so thoughtfully supplemented with post-war plants. This is why the entire blast furnace complex has been listed as a historical monument since 2000.
North Arm, Fraser River,
Burnaby Fraser Foreshore Park, Burnaby, British Columbia, Canada.
Taken from; River Road, Richmond
Council approved a Contract Award (CA) of $2,662,046 to Fraser River Pile & Dredge to replace the east pier at Fraser River
Foreshore Park. The work includes demolition and removal of the existing pier and construction of the new pier including piling,
concrete deck, railings, shoreline protection and landscaping.
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Don’t you just hate that end of holiday feeling! For me it slightly erodes the sprits during the last few days, when you should be living in the moment enjoying the holiday. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy my job, it’s creative, rewarding and often fun, but the feeling I get towards the end of a holiday doesn’t seem to respect these facts. I think it’s fundamentally about freedom, or the removal of structure that is so appealing about holidays, total freedom (well ‘kind of’, if you have kids and a strong minded wife... I should leave it there I think!) Anyway as you can imagine I’ve just returned from Cornwall and just finished my first day at work. Man it was hard to get out of bed and crack open that email...wine...err, email that’s it, EMAIL...Mind u, I bet my liver is looking forward to a rest now I’m back at work...
This shot was a particularly enjoyable evening, at Trevone bay. Kids and wife in pub, me down at water’s edge slipping about and smiling from ear to ear...and a pint and a good meal afterwards!
Aoineadh Mor / Inniemore. July 27th 1824.
The man raised his head from where he stooped over the rocks and boulders that lay in a pile around him, and looked up the hill to where his two boys were working over a grey granite boulder and rolling it slowly down the slope to where he was. They were devoted to each other, William and James, each 9 and 7 years old. They might just as easily fight each other but today they toiled together heaving and pushing to make the rock move towards the house. Father and two women, Elizabeth and Mrs Swanson, were sorting through the rocks and individually picking a suitable piece to place in the wall. They had reached about the seventh layer, rounding out the corner of the house to reduce wind noise for the inhabitants and to make it less vulnerable to cattle rubbing themselves on the corner and dislodging stones.
Father placed another three rocks and paused once more, not least to stand for a second and admire with pride his two boys working together. As a team they were making good progress and he reckoned they would have a fine new home before the autumn gales arrived. They had sourced logs from the nearby forest for roof timbers and there was a plentiful supply of turf for the roof covering on the flatter land near the burn that ran through the middle of the settlement. This new house would be the fifteenth in this isolated and remote glen and he couldn’t wait to see the smoke rising from the hole at one end when the hearth was lit. What a place it was. Paradise. So quiet and self contained. Idyllic. Just these good folk living as tenant farmers, their cattle, chickens, goats and hens eeking out a basic living from the glen within the surrounding mountain sides. He loved it here, far from the madding world as he knew it.
A boulder rolled onto his foot breaking his reverie. The boys expected some admonishment but he looked down and smiled at them, “Come on, he said let’s get this big one on the wall, just here, it will go well” and together they bent down to get their palms under it and lift it up. It fitted snuggly on its flatter base, a nice clean light grey granite boulder. Little brother pushed some small stones into the gaps to chock it in. Then they each slapped a palm on it, to test its stability and took a step back to admire their work.
“One day, long after I am long gone from this world, I hope you can stand here and see this stone you put here when you were a boy”, said father. The boys looked up at their father, his demise too unthinkable, a thought they could not bear. A world without him.
But here the eldest was. Alone, now an old man himself. It was a similar July day. Grey and overcast, but not cold. The wind heard him utter, “Bastards”, directed at those who so long ago destroyed his family home. They had come, the authorities, the tacksmen with their strange Saxon accents, and decreed all 15 families must move, to where they did not care. It had come as a shock. They had been expecting a rent increase, not eviction. The officials and their men moved from house to house in the settlement, emptying the belongings outside, hurling furniture and chattels into piles., and dousing the fires in the hearth.
Now he looked at the light grey boulder, today capped in moss, that he and his younger brother, and his father had lifted into position, a tear forming in his eye. Mary Cameron, who had lived nearby, recounted what had happened:
"They were cast out. No home to call their own. Not even a bothy to shelter in. His mother had carried his little brother, in her arms across her chest, wrapped in a shawl. He had walked by his father’s side leading their goat on a rope. His father carried his frail and elderly widowed mother in a creel on his back. A neighbour offered to carry some of their simple furniture on his back. 14 miles to the end of the day and through the night across the rough, open land to a delapidated turf and timber byer near Lochaline. It was shelter from the rain that came later. A few, blighted, foraged potatoes was all they had to eat, until they made it to relatives in Kilmalieu four days later"
Now just the lower walls of his family house remain once more. The rock, “his rock” still stands on the seventh layer, testament to how little mankind has advanced in 100 years in terms of humanity, equality, and homelessness. Now I was there too, as a 21st Century observer I found it very moving to feel the atmosphere and history of the Highland Clearances in Aoineacdh Mor. “Bastards” he said again, before turning to head for home. It would be a long way: Antigonish, Nova Scotia.
No Autumn colours here! -3 early on a November morning.
The gardens were designed by Henry Hoare II and laid out between 1741 and 1780 in a classical 18th-century design set around a large lake, achieved by damming a small stream. The inspiration behind their creation were the painters Claude Lorrain, Poussin and, in particular, Gaspar Dughet, who painted Utopian-type views of Italian landscapes. It is similar in style to the landscape gardens at Stowe
Included in the garden are a number of temples designed to show off the Hoare family's education and wealth. On one hill overlooking the gardens there stands an obelisk and King Alfred's Tower (a 50-metre-tall, brick folly designed by Henry Flitcroft in 1772); on another hill the temple of Apollo provides a vantage point to survey the magnificent rhododendrons, water, cascades and temples. Amongst the woodland surrounding the site there are also two Iron Age hill forts: Whitesheet Hill and Park Hill Camp. The gardens are home to a large collection of trees and shrubs from around the world.
Richard Colt Hoare, the grandson of Henry Hoare II, inherited Stourhead in 1785. He added the library wing to the mansion and in the garden was responsible for the building of the boathouse and the removal of several features that were not in keeping with the general classical and gothic styles (including a Turkish Tent). He also considerably enhanced the planting - the Temple of Apollo rises from a wooded slope, that was planted in Colt Hoare's time. With the antiquarian passion of the times, he had 400 ancient burial mounds dug up in order to inform his pioneering History of Ancient Wiltshire
Explore 23.03.08 - #149
One of the owners of this century-old house is moving out due to demolition.
No.15 Lane 507 Shunchang Rd., Shanghai
Deep in the darkest recesses of Beamish Museum rests the remains of this Victorian horse-drawn furniture removals wagon. Restoration has only just begun - it has new wheels on it - but there is much more to do. The feint remains of the writing on the sides indicates that it did "Furniture Removals and Storage" and that it belonged to "??? Dixon" of "Gilesgate, Durham"(City)
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Project 365 (one photo per day for 2022 taken on 5x4 large format film)
Event: Project 365
Location: Bedroom at home
Camera: Wista 45VX
Lens(s): Schneider-Kreuznach Apo-Symmar 150mm f/5.6
Film: Ilford Delta 100
Shot ISO: 80
Light Meter: Minolta Spot Meter F
Movements: Front rise
Bellows: 230mm (+1)
Exposure: 1m 13s @ f/11
Lighting: LED Torch - 9pm
Mounting: Tripod - Manfrotto
Firing: Cable release
Developer: Ilford DD-X(1+4)
Scanner: Epson V800
Post: Adobe Lightroom & Photoshop (dust removal)
The new "Callus-away-wonder-Kit"
Enables a soft and simple callused skin removal within 10 - 20 minutes. Remove the cuticle in only 1-3 minutes. The complete system consists of:
- Hand and foot care lotion 150 ml
- Foot cream Balance 75 ml
- Cotton pads
- Cornea scalpel
- Cuticle pusher
The callus remover was further developed, in order to enable every health conscious person quick and gentle foot care. The recipe was refined by adding salt from dead sea, Marigold extracts and vegetable glycerine. This care material prevents the drying of the skin. With this preparation you will stay away from rough handling with rasps or planes, thus you can prevent the risk of injury. Most suitable for treatment accompanying care of diabetic feet! Dermatologically tested!
Armstrong Tree Fellers Inc.,
Ford F350 pickup truck
2000 GMC New Sierra K1500
Armstrong, British Columbia, Canada
Project 366 (one photo per day for 2020 taken on 35mm film)
Event: Project 366
Location: Garden at home
Camera: Canon AT-1
Lens(s): Canon FD 50mm f/1.8
Film: Fujifilm C200
Shot ISO: 200
Light Meter: Camera
Exposure: 1/500 @ f/2
Lighting: Natural Overcast
Mounting: Hand held
Firing: Shutter button
Developer: AG Photographic
Scanner: Epson V800
Post: Adobe Lightroom & Photoshop (dust removal)
Event: Foxfield General Classics
Location: Foxfield Railway, Blythe Bridge, Stoke-on-Trent
Camera: Mamiya RB67 Pro-S
Lens(s): Mamiya Sekor-C 90mm f/3.8
Film: Kodak Plus-X (expired 2004)
Shot ISO: 50
Light Meter: Weston Master II
Lighting: Overcast
Mounting: Manfrotto Tripod
Firing: Cable Release / Shutter Button
Developer: Ilford Ilfotec HC (1+31) - 5m 45s
Scanner: Epson V800
Post: Adobe Lightroom & Photoshop (dust removal)