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Technician Thomas Hardy had been ankles deep in his third tube of the day, his jump suit completely soaked through from being baked in this metal hell hole when the inevitable happened. A bead of sweat stung his eye and he dropped the cover plate that he had been trying to attach. He heard it fall, and fall, and fall, bouncing off the sides of the tube, through the many fans that hadn't been turned on yet and finally coming to rest some four stories below. Tech Tom pondered the piece of plastic for a moment, it was just decorative, something to cover up a minor relay and it's tiny wires. No one could see it, and the wires couldn't get wet in here...
The Bunker had been built 27 years ago to protect government officials, surgeons, people who had the means to line the right pockets, etc. from a nuclear attack. It was hoped that it would never be used of course, but it had been empty and maintained ever since. As a maintenance employee, Tech Tom had a golden ticket, he and his family were inside within minutes of the detection of warheads being launched. There were no sirens, nothing on television or radio, just a message on the selected fews' phones. No need to tell the general populace, they'd just clog the roads and then no one would live.
The long dining hall sat 1,000, or one third of the people inside so they were divided into groups of three and ate in shifts and it was time for group three.
It was surreal to hear laughter at a grim time like this, but laugh they did, Tech Tom figured they laughed for the same reason people have sex after a funeral, a reaffirmation of life, thankful to still be here instead of being among the millions dead and dying on the outside. Then Tom coughed, a little cough really, but then he noticed many quiet stifled coughs around him almost drowned out by the sounds of laughter and forks on plates. Tech Tom looked up at the shiny ventilation system...
Years ago a spider had made her home inside of Intake 22E7b, more specifically the open relay box, a nice quiet place to lay her eggs in their cocoon. This eventually caused a break in the two dollar circuit that was responsible for closing the vents on Intake 22E7b....
I have been “confined to barracks” since last Tuesday due to testing positive for Co-vid 19 and with a lot more free time and now feeling a lot better it is another scan/editing challenge from the reject box. Whilst the vast majority of my failures forty odd years ago ended up in the waste paper bin at the time a select few, usually due to an interesting subject managed to survive. This one is bit of a mystery as I usually marked the slide mount with the basic “what, where, when” details, but not this one so whilst I can recognise the “what and where” the when is unknown.
An early stalwart of the Great Central Railway was Norwegian 2-6-0 377 King Haakon VII and it is seen here outside the shed at Loughborough. Regarding the date I think it is towards the end of its association with the Great Central Railway circa 1979/80.
Locomotive History
377 was built by Nydqvist and Holm AB, Trollhattan, Sweden in 1919 and arrived in the UK at Quainton in May 1971 This was followed by a spell at the Ashford Steam Centre from January 1972 before moving to the Great Central Railway, Loughborough, in March 1973, where it operated for a number of years before being withdrawn from traffic for boiler repairs. It was purchased by the Bressingham Steam Museum, Norfolk leaving the Great Central Railway on the 21st April 1981 and had an extensive overhaul prior to returning to operation in 2006.
When I was a kid I would lay on this meadow in this exact spot enjoying the dappled light under the trees without a care in the world, and with the exception of the picnic benches this view is pretty much the same as the one I remember more than 40 years ago.
But little did I realise as I captured this moment that the beautiful old tree just in front of me would disappear forever the very next day. I'm not exactly sure how old the tree was but I'm quite sure that during it's time it outlived many folk in the town. One only hopes that the wood has at least been put to good use and a select few from the town folk may continue to enjoy it's shade.
Thank you for passing on through :)
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With a pretty balmy winter thus far, along with an even more mild outlook ahead in the Cascades for the foreseeable future, there has only a been a select few photos to upload from this years winter scenes. Along without any exciting weather, train traffic overall has been significantly down and have been on a more nocturnal schedule, making it double the challenge to get a photo of anything.
Being the only train humming the rails for the day in central Oregon, Amtrak's Coast Starlight #14 on its daily run from Los Angeles, California to Seattle, Washington helps move the small amount of snow from one of the minor snowstorms that did hit the area along Willamette Pass. Though it may look like quite the winter scene, this is only about 1/3rd of what the snow level depth should be here in January.
Cresent Lake, Oregon.
A beautiful twilight in the enchanting mountain village of Hallstatt, the pearl of Austria...
Out of the many cities and towns we visited last year, there were a select few that Naomi and I really connected with and Hallstatt was definitely one of them. In fact, just the act of processing this photo flooded me with a series of memories from our time in Austria last fall. I figured that's because I either have a strong emotional connection to Hallstatt or I managed to take way too much NyQuil. Either way, this entire area is just spectacular and the whole time we were there, we couldn’t help but feel totally relaxed and content to just slow things down and enjoy the incredible scenery. I can definitely se myself returning for a second visit in the future.
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“There will be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class. As such, I don't expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art that is potion-making. However, for those select few... Who possess, the predisposition... I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory, and even put a stopper in death." Professor Severus Snape
Harry Potter Theme Song
Credits:
Head: LeL EvoX
Body: Maitreya Lara
Hairs: Doux
Ears: L'Etre - Ringed mesh ears
School Uniform:
Shirt/Jumper: Hotdog - Disheveled sweatervest . Snake
Skirt: ISON - fernanda pleated midi skirt (neutral)
Gloves: [ContraptioN] Alchemist's Old Gloves *???*
Cauldron: [Contraption] Decor: Potion Crafter's Cauldron
At FaMeshed!
Here's an AUTOCARRIAGE for when the event opens:
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BG: The 3rd Floor
A view for a select few and I was privileged enough to be counted among them. My latest adventure. Now where could I be?
Hello everyone!
We have received almost 900 applications in our recent blogger search for Kustom9. We could only choose a maximum of 15 bloggers but, with the volume of applicants, we have decided to expand that to 20 - on top of our already existing blogger team. We are humbled by the amount of interest we've received in blogging for K9 and can not thank you enough for applying. There were so many amazing and talented bloggers to choose from, and after careful consideration, we have chosen our select few. Notecards and group invites have already been sent out to our new team of bloggers. ❤️
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ATTN: Bloggers!
We're happy to welcome our new blogger manager, Lilt Chan to our team. With that said, we're looking to add a LIMITED number of bloggers to our already existing team.
If interested, please apply at the link below from June 10th to 14th.
*** if you're a current K9 blogger, please don't re-apply. To everyone else, please keep in mind we are only adding about 10-15 new bloggers. If you're not accepted this time, don't be discouraged.
Good luck! ❤
Such an irrisistable country scene!
Note: I am slowly replacing all my photos with ones containing copyright signatures, starting with my most popular shots. I don't like to detract from the photo but I've had too many flicker friends have photos stolen. I know I am only talking to a select few here, but if you want to use my photo elsewhere, pleeeease contact me first!
where we respect each other's lives and do our best to live in harmony together. Sharing and caring or all other beings. Not just a selected few. No more speciesism (see below).
Real peace and love for everyone.
Thanks for your visit. Hope you're having a great day. ❤
Speciesism definition from Wikipedia
Speciesism (/ˈspiːʃiːˌzɪzəm, -siːˌzɪz-/) is a term used in philosophy regarding the treatment of individuals of different species. The term has several different definitions within the relevant literature.[1] A common element of most definitions is that speciesism involves treating members of one species as morally more important than members of other species in the context of their similar interests.[2] Some sources specifically define speciesism as discrimination or unjustified treatment based on an individual's species membership,[3][4][5] while other sources define it as differential treatment without regard to whether the treatment is justified or not.[6][7] Richard Ryder, who coined the term, defined it as "a prejudice or attitude of bias in favour of the interests of members of one's own species and against those of members of other species."[8] Speciesism results in the belief that humans have the right to use non-human animals, which scholars say is so pervasive in the modern society.[9][10][11] Studies increasingly suggest that people who support animal exploitation also tend to endorse racist, sexist, and other prejudicial views, which furthers the beliefs in human supremacy and group dominance to justify systems of inequality and oppression
Meet the F.O.G. (While many superheroes don't give away their alter-egos, just this once will I make an exception.)
As one who is completely cuckoo for the t.v. show Heroes, I thought, in an act of solidarity, I'd don my superheroine garb for the long-awaited 2 hour season premiere (3 hours if you count the 1hr recap they will show beforehand) .
Teeheehee/ OMG/ LOL/ WTF, I can't believe how excited I am to veg out and watch some big-timey network television tonight....all the while eating some spaghetti and garlic bread. My night rules. Join me, won't you?
Angel has become surprisingly close to a lot of people during the break but has really felt safe with a selected few and the most memorable are Kimmy and Cara and other!
I visited Hopetoun House during the warm spell at Easter 2019. Just got round to processing the photos! Here are a select few.
. . . with a hammer.
(Sorry, ML, couldn't resist ). : D
I've been tagged! LIKES and DISLIKES
Okay, I was tagged by the wonderful MajorLight --- the "Tag Stalker : D --- to list 4 things I like and dislike.
And in keeping with the rules of the game, I will talk 4 people to do the same:
1. Principessa Michelangelo (Shel)
4. Richartpix's photostream (Richard)
You 4 better play along, or I'm adding a special MALE MYSTIQUE
I Like . . .
1. To write . . . and write . . . and write . . . and write. It is the single one thing that can not only totally relax me and take away from all the crap we all have to put up with at times, but it is something that truly makes me high. I can start writing at any given moment, and when I "wake up" and come down, I find that hours have gone by totally unnoticed and I always feel a sense of elation. At times it becomes obsessive, clinically speaking, almost to the point where I sometimes consider seeking professional help. But that's okay, I could write about that, too.
Amazing, with all the stuff I've written --- and I have tons of stuff archived away --- I don't have a damn thing published, except for a short piece in some off-the-wall literary magazine, which was the one and only time I've ever tried to have anything published. So, I'm one-for-one. Some day I'll attempt to publish something. But, to be honest, I really don't care. It's the writing itself and the sharing of it with a select few that gets me off. (Jan is my favorite fan. She loves my stuff. But then, she has to).
2. To make people smile and laugh, and to even drive them a bit crazy. The way I got it figured, if you ain't smiling or laughing, you ain't living. And if you ain't a little bit crazy then you ain't having any fun.
3. To make people feel good about themselves. People need that, always. People used to come to me for advice, especially when they were bummed about something, even when I was a teenager, and after spending some time with them and having them walk away feeling good, I realized how good it made me feel as well. Since having kids, however, I don't really give out advice anymore. Rather, I just hand out money and food. That seems to work much better than anything I could possible say. Just ask any of our kids.
4. To sit out in the backyard on a sunny, warm day and dream about the time (soon), gazing away at the blue sky and thinking about everything and nothing, when all I will ever have to do for the rest of my life is read, write, sit around gazing at the blue sky and thinking about everything and nothing, and hanging out up and down the coast with Jan doing nothing more than taking it all in, and of course taking photos to show all my friends, and most certainly my Flickr Family, just how good I am at . . . gazing away at the blue sky and thinking abut everything and nothing . . .
I Dislike . . .
1. People who blame others for whatever ails them as well as for all the problems in the world. Quit whining, look in the mirror and take control over your own life and do what's necessary, and what's right. You will become happier and a much better person, and the rest of the world will become better as a result.
2. Television sports announcers, a group of people who are, in my opinion, a total waste of skin. I mean, what's the freaking point? I'm watching the freaking game, too, you idiots, I don't need you to tell me what I can see for myself followed by your re-hashing it all over and over and over again, and telling me "If he had done this, or if he had done that, then this might have happened, or that might not have happened." No shit! And if a pink elephant flew over the stadium and dumped on the television announcers in the freaking announcer's booth, none of us would have to freaking hear it anymore! BLAH-BLAH-BLAH! God almighty --- shut the hell up!
(I REALLY don't like television sports announcers. Really).
3. A person who has absolutely no concept of the fact that he or she is NOT the only person on the planet. Save some for somebody else, &$%hole!
4. All CEOs (which is actually an extension of #3).
Okay, that's about it, for now anyway. : D
PEACE AND LAUGHTER!
Seeley's Furniture
1800 South Brand Blvd.
Glendale, CA 91204
From the Glendale News Press:
Seeley’s Building is labeled a historic resource
Move ensures the structure will retain its architectural significance despite upcoming additions.
By Jason Wells
Published: Last Updated Monday, April 7, 2008 10:20 PM PDT
SOUTHWEST GLENDALE — The Seeley’s Furniture building has for the past 62 years dominated the southernmost entryway in the city, a track record that will continue for decades more after the City Council last week put it on the registry of historic resources.
Placement on the registry comes as Los Angeles-based Creative Environments of Hollywood prepares to rework the site for tenancy after sitting vacant for more than 10 years at the corner of San Fernando Road and Brand Boulevard.
As a designated city historic resource, the building will retain its architectural significance even with the planned site additions and exterior alterations — physical changes that have found a welcome audience in local preservationists who say prolonged vacancy can make historic sites exponentially harder to refurbish.
“You can’t have it be frozen in time,” said Arlene Vidor, president of the Glendale Historical Society, which is supporting the modified use of the former furniture warehouse.
“It has to be usable.”
One of the most iconic sights on this gateway to Glendale from Atwater Village, the old building was the former home of the George Seeley Furniture Co., which took over the site in 1931.
It was built in 1925 in the Spanish Baroque style by prolific architect Alfred Priest, who according to city reports oversaw the construction of Security Trust and Savings Bank, which is also on the city’s Register of Historic Resources.
It then underwent several phases of construction that, in the 1940s, bore the Art Deco/Moderne style of the current building.
Its prominent location at a busy intersection, combined with its rooftop neon-red “Seeley’s” sign and stoic look, has put the building among a select few properties — especially along the San Fernando Road corridor — that are instantly recognizable among Glendale residents, historic preservation advocates said.
The City Council on April 1 approved a recommendation from the Historic Preservation Commission to add the building to the historic resource registry — a move that planners say will require property owners and future tenants to preserve existing facades and architecture in their new plans. The Seeley Family Trust applied for the historic designation.
The site is already being marketed as “1800 Brand” on a Creative Environments of Hollywood website for its “extensive restoration” of its “much loved exterior facade.”
The development firm will construct a new two-story building on the south parking lot that, in addition to a remodel of the existing building’s interior, will be capable of housing 40 commercial units, according to a report to the Historic Preservation Commission in January.
Among the proposed exterior changes to the Seeley’s Building are seven new windows to be cut into the San Fernando Road facade at the second-story level and a rooftop penthouse structure that would be set back far enough from existing walls to not affect the overall historic significance of the structure, city planners said.
Representatives for Creative Environments of Hollywood could not be reached for comment, and they have not submitted a complete development application to the city, Development Services Director Philip Lanzafame said.
Even when the project is officially proposed, it must still undergo design review during a public hearing before the Redevelopment Agency.
Vrej Mardian, chairman of the Historic Preservation Commission, said when the project as proposed is fully realized, it should help a prominent corner that is “kind of run down right now.”
“I think it’s a great thing to keep the building and bring it to life,” he said.
I think about love all the time. What makes us fall in love with something or someone. So many choices, places & people and yet there are only select few that move us. Why is that ? Always tell my family if it wasn’t for my love for you guess where I would be living ? And then I think sometimes maybe this life here was never my life maybe my life was Italy. So many ppl move to Italy from Ukraine.
There's probably a select few of you on my contact list that might be able to name this location. It was near my previous photo, and if you're ever here in the fall or spring, you'll think you're about as close to paradise as you've ever been.
This was at 5:30am, just before shooting the previous shot.
A pair of GP40s navigate the switches on the west end of East Deerfield Yard as they depart for Plainville, CT. The 352 is one of a select few locomotives on PanAm's roster that is equipped with Cab Signals.
PAS EDPL @ East Deerfield Yard, East Deerfield, MA
MEC GP40 352
MEC GP40-2WL 505
The Super Bowl is in a few hours and I don't even know which teams are playing. But that didn't stop me from going to the store and buying a bunch of burgers, brats, chips/dip, salsa, buns, drinks and other health-challenged items which help in watching a bunch of commercials interrupted by a football game. (I even have my 3-D glasses)
I used to be a HUGE sports fan, but now since players move from team to team every couple of years, it's really hard to get behind a single team. What happened to the old days when you got drafted to play for a team, you stuck it out with that team until you retire? Besides Kobe and a select few others, who else has done that? It's all a business and there is no more team spirit. With all the football pools and the other games which hinge upon a players individual statistics, I just have a hard time watching team sports.
Bring on the tennis and golf!
GO STEELERS!
I’ve looked at this little creation the boy child had brought home from school for weeks now, trying to figure out just what it was I was going to do with it. He was so proud of it when he brought it home and showed it to me. And to be perfectly honest I was pretty damn proud of it too. Proud, no. I was beaming. A good ole fashion “That’s ma’ boy” moment. That’s some darn good work. I didn’t just take a look at it…I got lost in it. What a fabulous creation. Sort of like “here is where imagination comes alive”. He explained to me as I looked at it, how each color, fish and texture represented something.
I’m not going to tell you what it all meant. It was his little world. His imagination is vast, limitless, thirsty and much like his daddy’s. The rest in between…That’s between me and the boy. After a few moments of soaking all of it in, and glowing like I’ve never glowed before I’d finally asked,
“Bubba. This is off the hook. Would you mind if I used this for one of my pictures?”
He answered with a grin and a jiggle of his head that would have sent my brain spilling out through my tear ducts….I kind of took that as a yes.
The end result that night has ever since eluded me. And up until this evening I really wasn’t sure what I could do with it, without destroying it. Then an idea came to me. And I consulted the master. He, the mighty god of war. He looked over my work, and gave his approval with a grin and a hug. He liked the idea and I ran with it….The end result…
…Not my creation. Our creation. Something we’ve spent a lot of time working on. When I decided what I was going to do with it, he had a part in it all the way to the end. He even over saw the selfies, and the layering. I didn’t save anything without his approval…Or at least until he zonked out on the couch listening to the Wallflowers.
The title on his birth certificate garnered him as Marcus. To many of his peers and most of his elders, he is simply Marc. To a select few he is addressed to as “Bubba guy”. And to a very, very select few. We get to refer to him as son…And I am so proud that I can call him that.
Saturday, June 5th. 2010
I was honoured to speak about the impacts Boreal Birds are facing right now at The Manning Park bird blitz. It is always so much fun to bird beautiful E.C. Manning Provincial Park. It is one of the few places in BC where Nutcrackers will come sit on your hand.
The Clark's Nutcracker is one of a select few of corvids that incubate the eggs. In corvids, taking care of the eggs is for the female only. Male Clark's Nutcrackers actually develop a brood patch as the female, and helps to keep the eggs warm while the female goes off for food.
Whoever said “jealousy will get you nowhere” didn’t know these two ladies. What appears to have been a spat over a prospective mate got them to cover about one quarter of a mile just a few seconds. A full-grown ostrich can run over 40 miles an hour and a single stride can cover over 16 feet. At an average of about 7 to 9 feet tall and 200 to 300 pounds that’s significant momentum. Jealousy may not serve to solve a problem but it might motivate a select few to get somewhere fast. #Ostrich
Leica R3 with crhrome top. 71,350 R3's were made between 1976 and 1979. Most were black, around 4750 had a crome top, some were olive green and a select few were golden.
Shot with:
Canon EOS600D
Leica Bellows R (16860)
Leica 100mm f/4 Macro Elmar-R, bellows version (11230)
ONR 211 rounds one of the many curves in the Northern Ontario landscape after departing the small town of Englehart. A four pack of six-axle locomotives guides the train between the trees and past the Pacaud Road 2 grade crossing. This has to've been one of the longest and most fretful drives I've done to get to a spot. And, no bridge either! (only a select few will understand that part, lol)
So I'm really pumped for SHIPtember this year! :D
I'll be building this spaceship, probably in microscale, but I'll give minifig scale a try.
(Its from a computer game called Astro Empires I think, probably a rip off of Homeworld haha :P)
I don't think I'll have enough pieces though... :P
My second SHIPtember project is a secret which has been shared with a select few. Once project 1 is done, I'll begin work on number 2.
GET HYPED!
Quickly glossing over the dear old Snowdrop..."Artistically" compromised by Peter Blake, the designer of the Sergeant Pepper album sleeve...( Glossing over it is literally what I would like to do, but some people actually like this....hey-ho )... Traditionalist and reactionary are some of the kinder words from them to me.
Ok...getting to the enormous Stanley Dock Warehouses...although recently most famous for being the backdrop location in many episodes of T.V. tour-de-force "Peaky Blinders", the buildings, especially the enormous tobacco warehouse, have a long and impressive history. Some of this is best shown in a video embedded in the website I am linking to this photo.
Gentrification has many benefits, and also some detriments to old industrial sites like this...I am sitting on the fence, and am only adding the website link, not as advertising for the fine apartments which will soon be available ( to a select few ), but because it best shows the possibilities of what preserving such heritage, albeit transforming it to residential use, can achieve.
You will see a link to a video showing an amazing story of Eleanor Roosevelt visiting American troops in the part of the warehouse which was used as a wartime hospital...truly fascinating.
First comment in the comment box, is where you will find the link...look for the video "Echoes of the past"
Also known as "Your Tax Dollars at Work," this competition is open to a select few...namely the county snow plow drivers...and has some very stringent qualifying criteria for participation. I'm not sure what they are, but, trust me, they are stringent. I believe the driver responsible for this image was awarded the gold medal for simultaneously taking out an entire bank of mailboxes (5 -- also known as a "Pentathalon") in one pass, leaving them completely akimbo and supported by about 4 feet of plowed snow. Unfortunately, the homeowners were unable to truly appreciate such an accomplishment, as all are summer residents. With the thaw and their imminent return, and upon finding the spoils of this victory laying unceremoniously on the road, I am certain they will express themselves in appropriate fashion.
45699 Glatea, masquerading as 45562 Alberta pauses at Preston with 1z11 Blackburn-Lancaster returning Cotton Mill Express.
Some extensive editing was required to remove people, rain drops, flare and other miscellaneous things.
The assembled photters with tripods were repeatedly told to back off and give others space to move by a select few special people. I personally got told to f*** off and watch myself because if I had to move any further left I'd be pushing someone off the platform edge apparently. The disregard and ignorance of some enthusiasts baffles me. We're all entitled to get our shots, tripod or not but excuse me for wanting a half decent image.
A re-post of a selected few details from The Chennai Museum bronzes and stone carvings - simply wonderful works of art that still speak directly to us after hundreds of years.
Time for a BIG Announcement!! My new class, in collaboration with Sebastian Michaels (aka the best creative educator I've ever met), is now OUT! www.myphotoartisticlife.com/conceptual
I emailed Sebastian a few months back just to say thank you for making education accessible and for offering such a high standard and quality to people who can really benefit. His response? Let's collaborate on a new online course! Long story short, I said YES, and we got to WORK.
It's 12 hours of content with 10 more hours on the way. When you purchase this course, you get access for life with more content being added in the coming months. It takes a deep dive into: 6 photo shoots (including this one!), hours of editing, breaking down how and why images were crafted, detail and theme, planning and executing complex ideas, and how to create YOUR most fulfilling images.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart for considering this class. I hope you find it a beautiful fit for you. In my career I have tried to make education accessible because I believe creativity is not for a select few. The more we express ourselves, the more we give others permission to express themselves. This is how truly open and creative societies are built.
By purchasing this course, you are helping to support me as a working artist while investing in your creativity. I believe everyone has a story that needs to be expressed, and the world will be better for having your story in it. That isn't a gimmick I subscribe to, it is a way of life that I have witnessed, time and time again, change others for the better. No matter how you choose to move forward in your artistry, thank you for being brave enough to create.
Village of Dreams
A beautiful twilight in the enchanting mountain village of Hallstatt, the pearl of Austria...
Out of the many cities and towns we visited last year, there were a select few that I really connected with and Hallstatt was definitely one of them. In fact, just the act of processing this photo flooded me with a series of memories from our time in Austria last November. Either way, this entire area is just spectacular and the whole time we were there, we couldn’t help but feel totally relaxed and content to just slow things down and enjoy the incredible scenery. I can definitely see myself returning for a second visit in the future.
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I made a few Christmas Tags to mail as our holiday greeting in lieu of a traditional card, for a select few loved ones. I think they are more fun and can double as decorations hanging on the tree or a knob or a chair finial or decorative hook for a bit of Christmas cheer.
A brittlebush can have 100 flowers, so many that the eye does not see an individual flower clearly. It helps to isolate a few
flowers to see what they look like.
Ah, Otis Hill. THE place to watch locomotives of all makes scream their guts out breaking out of the basin of Lake Michigan. The hill is also spectacular for its fall colors, and all of the scenery around it, regardless of when you venture out. Life is easy, especially here in Durham, IN. Just point the camera and shoot, let your surroundings do the rest.
In one such moment in Durham, we find NS 20K - midday stacks from 63rd Street bound for Croxton, NJ. Fall colors are now in full swing (the whole reason hours upon hours are spent around Otis by a select few folks every year) but still won't peak for another week from now, though. Two GE's are powering the train, but it's VERY hard to care in a location like this.
Xingping, China
A fisherman demonstrates the dying art of using cormorant birds to catch fish on the Li River. The 1,000 year old tradition dates back to 960 A.D. and is scarcely used anymore except by a select few fishermen.
The fishermen send the cormorants into the water to catch fish and bring them back into the boat. To ensure the birds do not swallow all of the fish, a snare string is attached to the bird's neck, stopping the cormorant from eating the larger fish. The cormorant is trained to return to the boat and spit the larger fish out for the fisherman. To keep the birds happy, the fishermen reward their birds with feeding them the smaller fish that were caught.
It’s “regulars only” at this Tateishi izakaya; and even then: just a select few. Not because of any kind of discrimination, but because it’s too easy to just walk past it. Its nondescript store front, displaying a generic 居酒屋 noren looks like it could have been shut down years ago and there’s no other signs outside, not even a name displayed. Add to that no web presence and even if you walk right up to it on Google street view, there’s no information. Anyway, now I know about it, and I’ll be visiting again soon.
A re-post of a selected few details from The Chennai Museum bronzes and stone carvings - simply wonderful works of art that still speak directly to us after hundreds of years.
Earlier this week there was a an explosion with one of the digesters at the paper mill in the town of Jay but known on the railroad as Rileys. I worked here several times as did GSP as the agent there who we called "The Fat Czar" would only qualify a select few as it was they only remaining agency on the Maine Central that agent collected the revenues. I believe to the right of the plow is a portion of the the digester's. I was surprised to see that train order signal
Just recently I was showing my images of grain elevators to someone. Sadly, that individual did not know what a grain elevator is. I proceeded to provide a quick explanation and explained to that person the difference between the older, original wooden grain elevator, and the modern concrete silos.
Then I began to think, this person is one of many Canadians who aren’t even aware of the existence of these pieces of our history, heritage, and western culture.
And here I, and many others across the country, are driving around, taking photos of them, posting them to social media, websites etc., and only a select few Canadians actually know what a grain elevator is. And my guess is that a good majority of those people are from rural areas, who grew up in Small Town Wherever, Alberta, or maybe on a farm, way out in the middle of nowhere. They know because they grew up around a grain elevator in some way, but do city folks know what a grain elevator is? And for that matter, what its purpose is? How does a grain elevator work you might be asked? Plenty of questions.
So, I thought maybe I’d try to enlighten those who would like to know what a grain elevator is, and why I, like many others, take photographs of them.
Grain elevators, which have been variously referred to as prairie icons, prairie cathedrals or prairie sentinels, are a visual symbol of western Canada. Numbering as many as 5,758 in 1933, elevators have dominated the prairie landscape for more than a century with every hamlet, village and town boasting its row of them, a declaration of a community's economic viability and a region's agricultural strength. The story continues here at the Canadian Encyclopedia article on Grain Elevators.
www.thecanadianencyclopedia.ca/en/article/grain-elevators
Why do I take photographs of Grain Elevators? Well, I grew up on the Canadian Prairies in southwestern Manitoba, and grain elevators were part of the landscape. They towered over the small towns and acted like a lighthouse, or beacon to the locals, providing them a focal point on where their home was. It was also a social gathering point for the farmers and townsfolk, a place to share a cup of coffee, catch up on some gossip, or maybe play a game or two of Cribbage.
Today, there are barely 700 plus left all across the prairie provinces. I hope to document those that remain for future generations to see long after they are gone.
Canada's Historic Places - Saskatchewan Wheat Pool Elevator - Horizon
Ed Fulcomer photo
One of the slightly newer kin to GP9 287, Union Pacific GP9 300 takes a rest somewhere on the road's Colorado lines. 300 had been built by EMD in 1957. 300 was one of a number of GP9s in the 300-349 series that received a turbocharger. 300 was one of the select few that had this work done at EMD during 1959. The rest had this done at UP's Omaha shops during the early 1960s. The result of the work gave the road what amounted to an assortment of GP20s (and a large number of additional louvers splattered on the long hood). Although they were stil classified as GP9s by the UP, enthusiasts dubbed the units Omaha GP20s. 300 is seen here about 11 years later near the end of 1970. It would remain on the UP roster until 1979 when it was retired and sold to Precision National for scrap.
Colorado
November 1970
Train of the Day
3/25/25
I recently had the pleasure of spending a weekend enjoying parts of the Bourbon Trail with my brother, Matt.
This image is taken within one of the Woodford Reserve rickhouses at their distillery in Versailles, Kentucky.
A National Historic Landmark, the Woodford Reserve distillery is located on Kentucky's oldest distilling site, incorporating historic techniques into crafting one of the best bourbons in the world.
Whereas some distilleries on the Bourbon Trail hire tour guides, our experience was that a select few, including Woodford Reserve, employ 'Brand Ambassadors', who really enhance the experience of the visit. If you get the chance, I would recommend touring this beautiful location and tasting some of their great American spirit.
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There are two 'me's. Who you know will depend upon who you are.
Some will know the calm, orderly, precise me. The me that can correctly answer the question that has stumped the rest of the class as I walk in half an hour late. The me that spends all her spare time revising and never talks about how she feels.
Some will know the crazy, oddball me. The me that can laugh maniacally at a glove puppet and can run across the beach in a t-shirt down to my knees with my arms outstretched imagining that I can fly. The me that pirouettes like a tornado and never talks about how she feels.
Maybe you know one of me. A select few know both of me. Perhaps you know neither of me. I do not know who is luckier.
But nobody really knows me. Nobody knows the me under the tight braid. Nobody knows the me behind the windswept tangle.
I am unknown and unknowable.
CP G-3-g class steam locomotive 2398 was built in 1942 by the Canadian locomotive company. These locomotives were dual service engines which were very capable in both passenger and freight service. They were considered by many crews to be the best engines on the CPR. 2398 specifically, was one of a select few engines that CP upgraded with ATC to run on NYC territory. Because of this, this engine was often assigned to the Toronto-Buffalo-New York trains, jointly run by the CP, TH&B, and NYC.
My Lego model is built to a 1:48 scale. It is powered by two power functions L motors geared directly to the drivers. I tried to jam in as much detail as possible including the ATC equipment. The connecting rods and driving wheels are all 3D printed and are recreated from original CP diagrams and are very accurate to this class.
This was NOT taken in the Penal Colony district of Planet Zog like someone would like to lead you to believe....again I won't mention any names (sunny_drunk!). I also think that same person isn't welcomed here at this beautiful pinkalicous location.. See only upper class Zogorian's & a select few visitors (pink luvrs) are welcomed here...
Pink Lovers Unite!! Bring down the blue & lets up the PINK!! It's for a better ZOG!!!
Thank You that is all!
For the whole day, thick fog and freezing temperatures suffocated much of the area. However, select few of us see these conditions as perfect for photos — knowing there'll be some picture-perfect frost to come.
After leaving work, I swung by the Vegreville Subdivision, where a G3 grainer was already passing by enroute to Edmonton. I jumped down to Nashman, where are northbound sulfur train was in the hole waiting, and got set up. Soon, the headlights cut through the blue hour fog, and the rails sung as the grain loads rolled past.
I jumped in my car to find my battery had somehow died (on the dead end road, of course), and was left with no choice but to hang around for the sulfur train to pass as well!
CN Grain Loads
CN Vegreville Subdivision
CN ET44AC 3165
CN ET44AC 3275
Canon EOS R6 | Canon 24-70 f/2.8 II
November 26, 2025 - 4:32 PM MT
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As you may or may not know, today starts a special event called Febrovery.
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Anyway, today I'm at the unveiling of a new statue to commemorate an iconic rover, nicknamed the Space Buggy or the good ‘old 886. A select few have gathered to witness this happening. Apparently you needed a specific helmet to attend, I’m not sure what that is all about, something about being classic.
Also, why are they all standing behind me. Hey, please direct the camera at me, I need to be in the picture here, eh, I mean the statue, of course you all came to see the statue.
The Space Buggy was one the first smaller standalone rovers that could be bought in the Federation, although it lacked the sophistication of many larger rovers, the small part count meant that it was very affordable, has low maintenance and could be used by many to explore the surface of the moon and other planets.
Did you can still buy one today, mostly in used condition, but you can still have great fun owning such a classic.
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See also: flic.kr/p/2n1ikFi and flic.kr/p/2kCv27T for previous rovers using the same design.