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This isn't a blog post, but it's how I'm handling my grief of JDF's passing. A small homage to the green ranger. Normally celebrity death's don't bother me but certain ones hit really hard, this one was one for me. RIP you beautiful legend you...
Doug Harrop Photography • December 1, 1985
Union Pacific 3111 and 805 pull the Park City Local approaching the west end of Peterson, Utah. Trailing the power are 11 loads of rip rap in old sugar beet gondolas. Behind that, loads of track ballast.
I took this back in 2018. Little did I know in two years all of these buildings would be burned to the ground by what is known as the Beachie Creek Wildfire of 2020, started by a lightning strike from a storm. Located in the unincorporated community of Niagara (Oregon) this very small cut-away from highway 22 was called Little Sweden. It was down to just three buildings when this photograph was taken but there were more several years back. The little store with gas pumps was the most interesting of the three. Over the years I must have driven by this place a thousand times before I finally stopped to take a few pictures. It's very sad they're gone, now.
Niagara suffered the loss of another cherished landmark by the same wildfire. It was called the Niagara Water Wheel. I photographed it less than a year prior to the fire. Click here to view: flickr.com/photos/31246066@N04/49176725652
This is the last shot I got of the Northern Parula at Kelly's Brook that was surviving the winter here in St John's, NL. Two days ago (Feb 6th) he was seen struggling on a very cold day and he has not been seen since. It was - 13 C that night. It is amazing that he survived this long.
I've lost the best friend that I ever had
We shared the years, we shared each day
In love, together, we found the way
But soon, the world had its evil way
My heart was blinded, love went astray
I'm going through changes...
Black Sabbath - Changes
As a DJ, as a music lover, as a rock chick, when i heard of his passing, my heart broke. May he rest in peace, our very own Prince of Darkness that was only LIGHT.
Ripping down the Exeter Subdivision from Clinton, Ontario toward the connection to the Strathroy Sub. at Hyde Park is a Canadian National plow extra. The pair of GP9's pushing Russell plow 55614 are just running "a little over" the timetable speed limit of this old branch line. What we had hoped for of getting a pile of images, yielded just this bail out for the grab shot while crossing this bridge, as it was all we could do just to keep alongside on the icy roads with this 60 mph battering ram - January 21, 1984.
WC train 34 rips through Rudyard on September 16, 1989. A recently repainted 711 leads 6543 and 6504 and 35 cars. I was rather concerned that the outbound crew would run the pair of 45's around the 30 placing it in trail before leaving Soo yard(the crews generally preferred SD45's leading)but on this evening engineer Gary Drow choose not to. I have a 2:30 start tomorrow and no idea what the day will bring so I'm kicking off 30 Thursday a few hours early this evening:)
One of our rough sleepers... taken some years back. A well-known young man who died suddenly on 21st October. I only heard today when I noticed a wreath hung at the place where he usually sat. So very sad!
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Zijn graffritivrienden hebben er geen gras over laten groeien.
Bij de verbouwing van het Provinciehuis aan de Benoordenhoutseweg verschenen kort na zijn dood 2 muren met het portret van Akbar.
In 2005, kort na mijn pensionering, ben ik op flickr terechtgekomen. Daar ontmoette ik enkele Haagse fotografen. Bij een solo-tentoonstelling van Bas Bogers, in de galerie van zijn zus in de Denneweg, ontmoette ik toen Roel en Akbar voor het eerst off-line.
Wat later ontstond het "Haags Bakkie", een ongeorganiseerd clubje met dezelfde hobby: fotografie. We dronken af en toe ergens koffie, bespraken belangrijke zaken en gingen ook af en toe op reis naar fotografisch interessante plaatsen. Akbar was er ook meestal bij. Graffiti, urbex en straatfotografie was zijn specialiteit. Hij heeft mij met andere ogen naar straatkunst leren kijken en leren waarderen. Met de trein gingen we af en toe het hele land door. Van Leeuwarden, Eindhoven, Amsterdam en Rotterdam. Soms hadden we een urbexbestemming maar ook een museumbezoek. We stonden samen, met onze hoogtevrees, bovenop de Euromast in Rotterdam.
Er is nog zoveel te vertellen en te herinneren. Neem alleen maar het "media Me" project waarvoor we met z'n allen afreisden naar de Westergasfabriek in Amsterdam voor de Wereldpremiere van deze film.
Na Gisella heeft nu ook Akbar onze groep verlaten.
Bedankt voor je wijze lessen en je gewaardeerde gezelschap Akbar.
Ik ga je missen.
Moment’s Notice admires the edge of Comb Ridge as it drops down to the valley of Comb Wash. Comb Ridge (TséyÃkʼáán in Navajo) is an 80-mile long monocline ridge, running from the Abajo Mountains to Monument Valley.
The monocline of Comb Ridge is a ripple in Earth's surface associated with the uplift of the Rocky Mountains 40-70 million years ago. The steep cut in the ridge on the right is the result of erosional removal of layers by Comb Wash, exposing the layers of uplifted sandstone making up the monocline. The top of the ridge is Navajo sandstone, most apparent off to the left on the gentle slope. The main part of the cliff is Kayenta sandstone.
The human history of Comb Ridge is rich. The earliest archeological sites contain remnants of Pleistocene hunting tools and mammoth bones. Particularly notable for the wonderful art they left on the rocks are several cultures of cliff dwellers, both hunter/ gatherer and agrarian (Basketmaker to Puebloan cultures). Utes and Diné (Navajo) hunted and grazed livestock in this area, and still consider it sacred. In Diné culture Comb Ridge is considered the backbone of the Mother Earth. Comb Ridge is part of Bears Ears National Monument, though during a certain president’s tenure the area was removed from protection.
As I look back on my past, I remember the jokes I laughed at, the things I missed and lost, but there's one thing I will never regret, it's the day you become my friend. You will never be forgotten. <3
Green Line trains meet at Madison/Wabash station on Chicago's downtown Loop Elevated. The 119 year-old station closed after the last Loop 'L' train service in the wee hours of March 16th, 2015. Here, workers can be seen preparing the station for demolition. It is to be replaced by a new, larger Washington/Wabash station- once it is opened, Randolph/Wabash station will also close.
Labradors make excellent receivers. Pearl set the baseline. Gone now for five years, I’m so glad I snapped this memento while she was in her prime.
Loved by many, my dearest loyal friend, walking companion and photo model has passed away. I miss him so much already; he will stay forever in my heart
Centre Georges Pompidou, Paris France - 1976 - Architects: Renzo Piano and Richard Rogers (Architects: Renzo Piano, Richard Rogers, Peter Rice, Su Rogers, Gianfranco Franchini, Mike Davies)
Tribute: Richard Rogers [Jul 23, 1933 - Dec 18, 2021 (age 88)]
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www.lemonde.fr/culture/article/2021/12/19/l-architecte-ri...
Homelessness Prevention Week
3 – 9 August 2015
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Ely, Nevada
The RIP (Repair in Place) building is part of the fantastic Nevada Northern Railway National Historic Landmark. It is a museum where one can wander all over the grounds and peer inside some of the buildings. Prior to when this building was built in 1944-45 repairs were done outside 356 days/year. Today, old train cars and other restoration projects are performed and stored in this huge building.
Late yesterday afternoon our sweet Poppy girl entered Kitty Heaven. She was diagnosed with pancreatitis in early March of this year. She let us know yesterday that it was time to let her go. She will be missed by all of her family and her best friend (and sister) Jasmine. She would have been 16 years old in April.