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Um, goodness only knows what Mr. Hurley thought he was going to find in the mushier bits of the Weaver Navigation. But this wasn't quite what I meant when I said we'd be able to phot the Grids on the logs down by the water.
Nicely posed Mikey... :)
Frodsham, 20 September 2014.
They're not peacocks at all, but rather Three Chickens by NE sculptor Graeme Hopper — on temporary display at Durham Johnston School as part of its 2014 Festival of Culture (info). Pity about the vegetation — a hasty snap while the lorry was passing.
I heard a Cetti's Warbler singing in this bush. When I took the shot of the first bird I saw moving it turned out to be this female Blackcap. Never mind
RSPB Ham Wall, Somerset
Whilst at Acton Bridge to see 92 038 on its first post-Brush test run (photo here) there was an opportunity to also see sister GBRf Caledonian Sleeper-liveried Class 92, 92 014, running back from Garston Car Terminal to Crewe light engine on 0Z41. 014 was recessing to Crewe to await transfer to Brush to be the third Class 92 to receive the modifications to work the CAF Mk5 sleeper stock (including Dellner couplers).
The light was very reasonable for this time of year and I was in position to capture 014 coming through on the Up Fast (the line in the foreground) as locos/trains heading on to Crewe usually do. However, for whatever reason, 92014 was sent round the other side of the bay platform on the Up Slow so wasn't quite the shot I was hoping for!!
Today (4-3-10), I headed out to the Appalachian Trail in Monson, hoping to get some photos of the 70 foot waterfall on North Pond Brook during the current high water. It was not to be, as the AT is still blocked with snow, despite this year's mild winter and our recent record warm spell. It's very odd to be hiking in 70 degree weather under a hot sun, with three foot drifts of snow still underfoot.
So I went with a back-up plan. After shooting some snowy photos on upper Goodell Brook (to be posted later), I drove out the Elliotsville Road from Monson village, and bushwhacked upstream on what I thought was Peppermint Brook. Turns out this was actually Leeman Brook, the same stream that flows by the Leeman Brook AT shelter, three miles east of the AT trailhead in Monson.
In its nine mile reach from the Monson trailhead to Big Wilson Stream, the Appalachian Trail follows the approximate edge of a substantial section of uplands, which rise about 300-400 feet above the immediate area to the south and east. Every stream along this section of the AT - Goodell Brook, Leeman Brook, North Pond Brook, Bear Pond Brook, Little Wilson Stream and Thompson Brook - has one or more substantial waterfalls. In addition to a 20 foot cascade in the small gorge next to the Leemen Brook shelter, Leeman Brook also has a nice slide falls about 0.3 miles above the Elliotsville Road, with a decent ten foot cascade, pictured here, a short distance above. This looks like is would make a nice swimming and picnic spot in the summer, or a decent trout fishing stream earlier in the season.
I continued farther upstream, about a mile altogether, and found several smaller cascades along the way.
Taken in Monson, Piscataquis County Maine.
This is located at a gas station in Kentucky.
Can't Refund
your money
if you loose it
Don't belong
to us.
Sorry
Mar
Free inspired by Depeche Mode - Wrong's Lyric - "...I took the wrong road
That led to the wrong tendencies..."
Thanks Giacomo for location and posing
We were looking for a place to eat and ended driving up a dead end street. This was at that end which we just had to photograph!
Here's a Wrong Trousers themed cake I did last week. The recipient is obviously a fan of Aardman characters as I did a Shawn the Sheep one for her last year. The actual cake is quite plain as I figured that way the models would stand out more. I'm particularly proud of Wallace - he came out rather well. Can you spot the diamond?
Chocolate chip sponge cake
.( Thằng-đần :| )
.đây là một sai lầm - một sự lựa chọn tồi tệ đối với tôi
.chắc chắn sẽ không phạm thêm sai lầm nào lớn như cái sai lầm này nữa !
Douglas "Wrong Way" Corrigan was the man of the hour after he successfully flew from Brooklyn to Ireland in 1938. Although he tried to go through proper channels to obtain permission for the flight, the powers that be deemed his plane unsafe on several occasions and denied his requests. Unwilling to give up on his dream, Corrigan flew out of Brooklyn with a flight plan saying he was heading back to California, but he went straight east toward Ireland instead. After a grueling journey and a safe landing, Corrigan claimed that he made a navigation error and didn't realize he was going the wrong way until he was too far out to return. And that's how he got his nickname, Wrong Way.
I know that there was a huge ticker tape parade for him in NYC and one in Chicago, so I'm assuming that these photos were taken in one of those cities. Does anyone recognize the buildings?
I recently bought a bunch of 35mm negatives at a flea market, expecting them to be your standard photographic fare -- people lined up in front of a house smiling at the camera, a blurry car or two, maybe (if you're lucky) an interesting snap of a street scene or interior. But, this lot was gloriously different.
Every vintage 30's photo is a gorgeous delight, and, after looking at the first couple of scanned images, it was quite obvious that the photographer knew what he/she was doing. There are some great portraits, people working in an office, some great shots of NYC, and, even better, a big group of shots of the New York World's Fair (the most spectacular of them all, in my opinion).
Amino acids, built in MolyMod.
(Not) Tryptophan - I got the structure wrong...
Strobist info: SB600 from above, in home-made light tent. TTL.
Ha. "One of these things just doesn't belong here..."
Drove nearly an hour to shop at a Walmart I hadn't been to in years! And while checking out their doll selection, I was hoping to find either Clawdeen Wolf, or It's My Nature Katie (she's the only Nature LIV doll I plan to buy...and that's only if I like her 'in person'; I've yet to see her in-person!) an was tickled to see NOT an It's My Nature Katie, but a darn First Wave!
The other dolls asking: "How'd you get in here...?"
Sophie screams: Go back to the Clearance aisle!" ;)
Someone's knowledge of the countryside has rather let them down here, it seems. Even I know that a horse has more legs than that.
S.Berillo è un antico e fatiscente quartiere nel centro della città, ed è lo storico quartiere della prostituzione. Oggi è popolato da "professioniste" extracomunitarie e dei paesi dell'Est europeo, ma vi si trovano ancora abitanti anziane che sono una fonte di informazioni storiche sui trascorsi fasti del quartiere.
(foto digitale del negativo - ripetuta con illuminatore migliore)
Negativo con velo a causa di un errore di preparazione del Caffenol (25g. di soda anziché 15).
Ma forse - dato anche il soggetto - non tutto il male vien per nuocere.
Because a mistake in calculations the amount of soda in mixing Caffenol was 25 g instead of 15 g, This resulted in heavy fogging. The right recipe should have been 25g instant coffee + 15 g anhydrous soda + 7.5 g vitamin C for 600 ml of solution
A daytime landscape captured at Rikugien Garden in Tokyo during the peak of the koyo (autumn foliage) season.
This is the scene shortly before the guy at the top of the picture decompressed himself by floating to the surface. Eventually the divemaster got him back down and gave him the "We've just screwed up" massage.
I have no idea what the third guy is doing, but I imagine he's part of the same shambles.
It did occur to me however that I could have played an indirect role in this. If the novice diver had seen me ascending from his depth, he may have assumed he could/should follow, not understanding that I was freediving (though the lack of a tank should have helped). However, if this were the case, it's an absurd lack of preparation and I always keep a reasonable distance from divers when I'm freediving.