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Her Majesty on a visit to my home town 9 years ago. Thank you for all your service over the years Queen Elizabeth II.
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.
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
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
This is yet another portrait from a session that I always intended to revisit. A spontaneous moment in a frozen, windswept cornfield with Katie. And one of the takeaway images was a quick grab shot with an iPhone camera. Absolutely no urgency or sense of time. Just a quick capture as she looked back at me. My mindset then was "we'll come right back here in day or a week and do it all over again". Surely more and even better photos would result. And I would look back at this as a mere practice run. But a week later the corn was harvested. And shortly thereafter it snowed. And the session just got pushed back until it was eventually forgotten. Now each passing day tugs me a bit further away from the moment I pressed the shutter on this photo. It's like getting dragged inexorably out to sea by a rip tide. I saw Katie the other day and her hair was styled in a multi-color mohawk. I just smiled as I realized the proverbial shoreline had finally slipped from view. Not that she didn't look stunning in a mohawk, it just would not have fit into the moment I had tried to create here. We'll do another session some day, of that I'm sure. But this moment in the barren cornfield is now firmly part of the past, and there is simply no going back.
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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Homelessness Prevention Week
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My dad texted me this afternoon, that Oedipoes was doing really badly. I knew from my visits his health declined rapidly. He had been on thyroid medication for two and a half years. And you could really see the disease and medication were taking their toll. My dad and step mom took Oedipoes to the vet and put him to sleep forever.
My dad called Oedipoes his little dog, and he surely did behave like that. He was always by my dad's side. Oedipoes waited at the garage door when you came home or he would greet you at the shore when you had been out on a boat trip. Oedipoes made sure the other three cats got used to the new home when they all moved house in January. We called him the mediator. Sometimes we called him The Nurse. When my dad broke his ankle a few years ago, Oedipoes stayed with him all the time he was in bed or on the couch, purring and snoozing. Oedipoes immediately clung to him when he and my step mom were in a grave car accident in April when they dropped me and big Human off at the airport. The orange kitty watched over him and stayed at his side again.
Now they had to tell him he did well and he was allowed to go. He just clung on and refused to give up on life. It was like all he wanted to do was to give, but he couldn't give anymore. We will miss him dearly.
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.
Huge, Huge Loss for All of Us and for Toyville.
Condolences to his family.
Sir Nick will be missed ... He was the Master of Toy Photography....
Last Friday Foekie died at the age of 13 years old.
We will miss this wonderful dog!
Picture taken June 4, 2015.
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African leopards (Panthera pardus pardus) are one of the two big cats, along with the lion and included in the big five of Africa, that inhabit the continent of Africa.
Queen Lorian, a very famous and senior female leopard, was found dead yesterday morning, mauled to death by either Lions or another Leopard. She has left behind a 14 month old son, Roho who shall to fend for himself in the wild.
This was my latest sighting of her during a photography Safari on an early morning game drive in the Maasai Mara Game Reserve, Kenya.
ARR 3006 leads two sisters and a string of rip-rap loaded air dumps for an ongoing project a few miles north of Healy. To the right of the train is the old Healy Engine House, now demolished, unfortunately. The peak in the background is Mt Healy I believe. A day spent with the work train can be an exercise in futility or an extremely satisfying day of photography, fortunately, this was the latter.