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Ryrie’s is a little changed Edwardian public house which occupies a very prominent position at the junction of Haymarket, Dalry Road and Morrison Street in Edinburgh. It has Baronial details and a Scottish Renaissance style teak wooden pub frontage. The interior has attractive leaded and stained glass with lettering and a finely detailed carved gantry behind the bar.
Kirkwood's map of 1817 shows the earlier building on this site as the Haymarket Weigh House. In 1830 David Lawrie occupied this building as an Innkeeper. A few years later Henry Cochrane is listed as a Spirit Dealer at the same address. In 1842 the Edinburgh Glasgow Railway is completed and terminated behind the building. It is shown on the 1st edition Ordnance Survey map as 'The Railway Inn' and occupied the whole of the current site.
The Haymarket Inn was built slightly West of the corner in 1862. The building now occupied by Ryrie’s would appear to have been rebuilt and baronialised in 1868 (the cast-iron hoppers bear this date) and some alterations were made to The Haymarket Inn at this date as well. By 1906 the two parts were linked as private and public bars of one property under the name The Haymarket Inn and the ground floor and interior rebuilt. The client for the 1906 work was Messrs Ryrie & Company, whisky merchants.
The architect for the 1906 refit, Robert McFarlane Cameron, was responsible for a number of fine pub interiors in Edinburgh, including The Guildford Arms, also part of the D M Stewart Ltd group. His practice was medium sized and very varied and ranged from churches and schools at one end to public houses and premises for the licensed trade at the other. He served as a bailie and magistrate of the city and was considered to be 'a firm friend of the Trade' and as such secured a number of commissions for re-fitting pubs. These became examples of what is now known as People’s Palaces.
George Morrison, a director of the nearby New Edinburgh Brewery at Slateford, owned by Thomas & James Bernard Ltd, became tenant in 1906. His widow acquired the heritable interest in the property and then her executry sold the public house to the Brewery. In turn, Scottish Brewers Ltd acquired Thomas & James Bernard Ltd in 1960. In the 1980s the large Ryrie’s and W M Younger’s Ales signs were placed on the gable ends of the property.
Further minor interior alterations in 1992 improved access around the bar, but left the majority of the original bar unchanged. Ownership of the property passed between large national Pubcos before being purchased by the Edinburgh family run pub company D M Stewart Ltd, which owns and operates some of the cities finest Victorian and Edwardian pubs.
CSXT Southbound Freight Train secured at Winston, FL. with a rare former EMDX GP60 Demonstrator leading the way, CSXT only has 3 of these & at that time were assigned to the Bone Valley of Florida. I decided to look for these GP60’s while on a trip to chase a K833 on CSXT that had a DM&E & an IC&E SD40-2 combo & found one of the GP60’s tied down on a freight.
"The Winch House" at Cadgwith, on 8th July 2017. Bought in 2021 by the Cadgwith Fishing Cove Trust in order to prevent it from re-development, and to secure its future and that of fishing from the cove.
Beach hut exterior, various locks, locked up and secure. Frinton on Sea, Essex, England. 2022.
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Joshua Tree National Park, California.
These adobe walls (and a few others) are all that remain of the Ryan Ranch.
From the park sign, seen at the trailhead 1/2 mile away:
"Jepp and Tom Ryan homesteaded this site to secure the natural spring once located here. The water was essential to the Lost Horse Mine, which they owned with their brother Matt and local prospector Johnny Lang. The ranch supported the mining operation: pumping water 3.5 miles to the mine, processing ore, and serving as a mining office and home. The cattle raised here helped feed the family and workers; some 60 people lived at the ranch and mine during the gold boom. By 1908 full-time operation of the mine ceased and the Ryans turned their attention to cattle ranching, until the establishment of Joshua Tree National Monument halted grazing."
More information: This homestead was established in 1896, and Joshua Tree was declared a national monument by FDR in 1936 (it was elevated to national park status in 1994). The Johnny Lang mentioned on the park sign was the prospector whose tombstone I had visited a couple of hours earlier.
Roof Structures of Resort World Sentosa. Singapore.
More pics of: Our 2 Staycations at Village Hotel Sentosa. ( 2019)
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Excerpt from aht.ca/who-we-are/our-history/:
Anishnawbe Health Toronto (AHT) is a vision of the late Elder, Joe Sylvester.
Initial efforts began with a diabetes research project, which realized that a more comprehensive approach to health care was needed by the Aboriginal community.
In response, Anishnawbe Health Resources was incorporated in 1984. One of its objectives stated, “To recover, record and promote Traditional Aboriginal practices where possible and appropriate.”
In 1989, having successfully secured resources from the Ministry of Health, Anishnawbe Health Toronto became recognized and funded as a community health centre.
Since then, AHT has and continues to grow to meet the needs of the community it serves. As a fully accredited community health centre, AHT offers access to health care practitioners from many disciplines including Traditional Healers, Elders and Medicine People. Ancient ceremonies and traditions, intrinsic to our health care model are available. Our work with the homeless has evolved from early directions of crisis intervention to our current efforts of working with those who seek to escape homelessness. Training programs offer community members the opportunity to learn and grow in a culture-based setting.
Today, AHT not only promotes Traditional Aboriginal practices but has affirmed and placed them at its core. Its model of health care is based on Traditional practices and approaches and is reflected in the design of its programs and services.
Apparently the 2017 lightning pieces can fit inside the back of minifigure legs... to an extent. Sometimes they feel loose, but sometimes they feel secure enough to display. Thoughts?
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North Carolina Transportation Museum volunteer Glenn Weyant works secure loose body panels on one of the last surviving FT-B units in preparation for transport from the Southeastern Railway Museum in Duluth, GA to its new home at the NCTM in Spencer, NC. In early March, a handful of volunteers from the NCTM and the Virginia Museum of Transportation spent a few days working to weld body panels, replace brake lines, clean brake cylinders, and various other items to prep the unit for transport.
200 East Las Olas is a 21-story Class A luxury office tower, that stands prominently at the center of the Downtown Financial District, on the high visibility corner of Las Olas Boulevard and Third Avenue. The building boasts covered secure parking, 24/7 manned security, full-service banking, and dynamic 360-degree views of downtown, Las Olas Boulevard, New River, and the ocean. 200 East Las Olas Parking Garage is within walking distance to restaurants, entertainment, retail, museums, courthouses, and the Brightline Station. The 8-level parking garage services tenants of the building, visitors, and patrons of the surrounding entertainment venues.
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I think it is based on an Iveco Daily. But I cannot find anything about the firm that altered it to this shape for Loomis.
MILW GP38-2 #357 and rib side caboose 992020 wait patiently in the hole at Elkhart Lake WI. Just around the curve is train #245 with the MILW 2045 leading. Art was working the Patrol, so he secured this nice vantage point to capture the meet. By this time the SOO merger had already been announced, but today it's business as usual on the Milwaukee. April 20 1985.
Art Anderson Photo - My Collection
Another shot I got yesterday while looking for Silver things for the chalenge
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(Photo #1 of a series honoring my father's photography.)
Hanging out at the pier with friends, hoping for a nice dinner.
1993, Setana, Hokkaido, Japan. (Scan of print)
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Approaching the more central part of the West Village, it became apparent that some of the local residents preferred not to take an active part in the festivities ... but rather to put a modest scarecrow-figure on a bicycle that they had securely padlocked onto a street-sign ...
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A year ago, I uploaded a bunch of photos to Flickr and admitted that while I had lived in New York City for 45 years — I had never previously attended, observed, photographed, or participated in the annual Halloween Parade that takes place in Greenwich Village. I won’t repeat the rest of the meandering blather that I wrote … if you would like to see it, and/or the photos that accompanied the notes, you can find them here on Flickr:
www.flickr.com/photos/yourdon/albums/72157646748393453
In any case, though, I decided to return to the parade again this year … and, like last year, I got off the subway at the Canal Street (express) station, and walked north to where the cops and the parade-floats, the bands and the professional photographers were gathering in anticipation of another year of festivity.
But I quickly discovered that, while last year’s parade started at 7 PM, when it was already cold and dark, this year’s parade was not scheduled to get started until 9 PM. I realize that 9 PM is quite an early hour for ghouls and vampires, not to mention teenagers, young adults, party-goers, and even the majority of the bridge-and-tunnel crowd who were presumably just getting in their trains and buses to make the trek from the wilderness regions of Long Island and New Jersey. But for those of us slightly (ahem) older than the age of 35, 9 PM is about the time when we turn on last night’s video-recording of Jimmy Fallon or Trevor Noah, and watch in a glassy-eyed stupor for a few minutes before we begin snoring …
So … I decided not to hang around the official starting position at Spring Street for two or three hours, and instead began wandering further north into the more crowded sections of the West Village — near West 4th Street. And I’m glad I did: while there were no bands or “fancy” displays, there was a lot more energy, and a lot of interesting costumes and people (or ghouls and vampires, depending on your preferences).
The only outcasts, far more confused and lost than the out-of-town tourists, were the cops. There were hundreds of them, maybe thousands; and this was two weeks before the recent terrorist attacks, with nobody expecting any trouble more serious than an occasional happy drunkard falling over in the street. Most of the cops that I saw were somehow affiliated with a “Community Affairs” department (or division, or whatever); but what made it funny is that none of them seemed to have a clue where they were. At one point, I stood near a friendly, attentive police officer at the corner of Sixth Avenue and 8th Street — when a tourist (sounding like he was from Germany) wandered up and asked the cop for directions to 9th Street, the cop shrugged politely and said that he really didn’t know — despite the fact that the street sign for 9th Street was clearly visible, less than a block away. I got the impression that the cops had been brought in from such far-away areas as Staten Island, Queens, and the Bronx; and while they could have navigated the neatly-rectangularized streets of mid-town Manhattan, they were utterly lost in Greenwich Village.
Oh, well, it didn’t matter. I watched one woman emerge from the subway, reassuring her clearly-terrified friend, “Don’t worry, I’ll get you back to New Jersey safely. I promise!” But she took one look at the wildly-costumed crowd around her, near the Waverly Theater, let out a loud “Woo hoo!” squeal, and left her friend behind….
In the midst of all this, I did manage to get some photos … and I’ve uploaded a small subset of them here to Flickr. Enjoy …
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Miniature Speed Graphic Press Camera, Graflex Optar 101mm f/4.5 lens with 120 roll film back. Ilford Pan F+ 50 film.
Photos of the phantasmal poison frog (Epipedobates tricolor) is one of the subjects that really benefitted from me having gained temporary access to shoot with flash. They typically hang around in the undergrowth where it is darker so suddenly having as much light as I wanted meant I could secure some sharp shots of this one.
They jump around freely in the butterfly garden and you can hear them every now and then "calling" with a volume which seems way to loud to come from a small frog like this.