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Fri. the 22nd out on errands and just a few clicks. Back to Cave and Elevator broken down. So Old Fart climbs 7 stories of stairs "Oh My!"
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I've driven past this abandon house many times. This time I finally tried out my trespassing skills and pulled over.
Canon 5D Mk III
Canon 24-105L
Nik Software
The Doors made the "Morrison Hotel" album. Well, I got the Windows XP Hotel. It doesn't have the same kind of klang, though.
Reminds me of flying Windows XP logo screen saver, don't you think?
Those of you living in Helsinki: Can you guess what hotel? :)
Years ago, a friend told me a story from her childhood that I'd not heard before, and I think of it often. The story goes like this:
One morning, a little girl was looking across the valley from her house, admiring the beautiful golden windows on a house on the top of the hill.
"Mom," she said, "Do you see that house on the hill with golden windows? It must be so beautiful there, and the people who live there must be so wealthy! I'll bet they have no problems and their lives are filled with happiness every day. I wish OUR HOUSE had golden windows."
"Oh, darling," replied the mother, "no one's life is perfect. Even people who live in a house with golden windows."
"No, I think you are wrong! I want to go see for myself!" So the mother packed the daughter a lunch, and away the daughter went to cross the valley and see how wonderful life was for the people who lived in the house with golden windows.
The girl walked all day long. As she reached the bottom of the valley, she lost sight of the house but kept going. It was dusk by the time she reached the top of the other hill. But to her surprise, all she found was an ordinary house. She saw no golden ornaments, nothing that made the house look different or more special than any other house. The people looked ordinary, just like the people in her own family. She was puzzled.
Disappointed, she turned around to gaze at her own house across the valley she'd just crossed. And to her surprise, her house was ablaze with light. The windows shone with gold as the setting sun lit them up. In disbelief, she looked again at the ordinary house in front of her, then back to her house gleaming across the way.
"MY house has golden windows!" she said in amazement. She stood for a moment, struck by how beautiful her house looked from this side of the valley. She took off running back down the hill, eager to return to her family.
The glass in the windows of the old café on Llandudno pier was that bubbly old rippled sort. The morning winter sun doesn't shine on the beautiful façade of the seafront hotels, but I loved the pastel shades I saw through the two panes of looking glass.
Glen Rosa Farm, near Knoxville, Western Maryland.
This will be the front part of my room, which has 4 windows and wonderful window seats.
(the ugly old curtains will be going)
The photograph was taken late in the day, but the room gets flooded with light in the mornings
Chernivtsi (Tschernowitz), Ukraine.
SLR Camera: Nikon N80
Lens: AF Zoom-Nikkor 28-105mm f/3.5-4.5D
Film: Kodak ColorPlus 200
Filter: Promaster Spectrum 7 UV
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-- focal length - 50 mm
-- aperture - 8
Film was processed and scanned by "Mark" Studio Lab. in Chernivtsi. I am happy with the results.
To see the pictures taken with this camera click here.
Thank you for your comments and Fav's.
A Prairie School art glass window with an elaborate thistle design by architect George W. Maher fetched a record $120,000 at Treadway-Toomey Galleries' 20th Century Art & Design Auction on May 7. Executed by stained glass master Louis J. Millet circa 1901, the triptych window was reclaimed from the James A. Patten house in Evanston, Ill. prior to its demolition in 1938. It had a presale estimate of $15,000 to $20,000.
collecting light.
places I've been, lights I've kept to myself. yes, it's been a long time..
lugares en los que he estado, luces que me he guardado. ha pasado mucho tiempo desde la última vez que visité mi fotodiario y a decir verdad, desde hace algún tiempo ya que me he sentido algo ausente,
absorta en una conversación conmigo misma que simplemente parece no llegar a una conclusión. darle tiempo al tiempo.
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