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IR Filter Hoya 72R, HD Filter x6, ISO 200. exposure 30 sec, f4. / ....and horses are standing still for 30 sec..
All hyperactive and then I feel worse aftrwards, but who doesn’t love a fresh cheeseburger?...
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I took this today at work we have had so much rain and more coming the frogs are loving it:)
Abstract fractalization of a bridge over Halifax harbor at night
sunrise over lake macdonald cooroy queensland
Got this idea when I saw a group of 4-10 year old kids sitting at Macca’s stuffing their fat bodies with corporate control.
Find me a cheekier beef horse than this, and I’ll gladly give you my favourite teapot. Detail, colour, taste and pure cheek – this cheeky cow’s got the lot. To quote what she said to me just after I took the picture: “Moo”. And you can’t argue with that. Proud of your kitchen? Imagine this beauty on your wall. As a picture, I mean. Not the actual cow. Look at my lovely shop: http://baddoggy.redbubble.com/ Taken on the cliffs above Robin Hood’s Bay, near Whitby, North Yorkshire. I could’ve cropped it conventionally, but I couldn’t bring myself to chop out that sky.
This photo was taken up the Upper Macdonald River (that runs off the mighty Hawkesbury River). In early settlement many of my ancestors married into families that once lived up this river – I often shake my head when exploring these ‘out-of-the-way” places as to why or how they ended up there. I know the rivers were stronger in those days and they travelled by river or horseback but it is so remote! Today unfortunately the Macdonald River is heavily silted and nothing like it was in days of old. I recommend a trip up the river to at least St Albans to the old pub there – the Settlers Arms – great lunch and full of history. /
I decided to photograph this small group of determined seagulls trying to snatch a Macdonald’s chip out of my hands. After a few attempts they succeeded.
Just a simple reflection of the sandstone bank of the MacDonald River taken from one of the sand banks just near the Settlers Arms (best pub in the WORLD) at St Albans NSW. The mid afternoon sun plays magic with the reflection of these magnificent bolders in the calm pools of the river.
The Inn was opened in 1836 in St.Albans, to the NW of Sydney NSW Australia. / It stands on the banks of the Macdonald River, which flows into the mighty Hawkesbury. Less than 50 years after settlement by the English, Inns (or Pubs as we call them here) were springing up in the footsteps of the explorers. Shows where the priorities lay…and still do today! ;) For many buildings, I find the use of minimal Poster Edges in my lowly PSE3 / enhances the texture of the stonework.
This is my most favourite pub in the world … or at least in my world. The Settlers Arms is situated in the quaint village of St Albans on the Macdonald River (a tributory of the mighty Hawkesbury River). Visiting here is like a step back in time and the pub is well worth a visit with its dim lit rooms, solid timber bar and old fireplaces. This site has held a licence since 1836 however this building was built during the 1840s and was owned and operated for over a 100 years by the Jurd family. The walls are adorned with photos of early pioneers and rusted iron implements. It makes for a very interesting afternoon if sitting at the outside tables to observe the many dogs that sit faithfully waiting for their masters to have their fill and return to their faithful friend waiting … and watching there!
SHE IS one of the bravest and most romantic characters in Scottish history, immortalised in the Skye Boat Song for the selfless deed of helping Prince Charles Edward Stewart flee from Hanovarian forces after Culloden. / Flora MacDonald dressed the fugitive prince as a lowly maid, named “her” Betty Burke and helped make good his escape over the sea to the Isle of Skye after the second Jacobite uprising of 1745.
Don’t you love McDonalds!!!...47 million customers a day can’t be wrong..choke!!
See extra large view here The day I travelled down Glencoe, it was dull and raining. As I stepped out of the car the towering mountains and eerie mists conjured up the history of the place, and the tragedies that had befallen some there. Of all the locations that I have visited in Scotland, I think that Glencoe tells it’s story, more than any other. The folk on the track, bottom rt corner, indicate the scale of the place. Canon 40D 18-55 IS tonemapped
Following the suppression of the First Jacobite Uprising, King William offered pardons to Jacobite clan chiefs, provided they swore allegiance to him by December 31, 1691. Although the MacDonalds of Glen Coe intended to do so, they delayed leaving until the 30th. They went wrongly to Inverlochy (now Fort William) and were further delayed by the weather. As a result they arrived late and took the oath five days after the deadline. William decided to make an example of the clan. He enlisted the Campbells, longtime enemies of the Macdonald to do so and the Massacre at Glen Coe was the result. The massacre had roots in the Campbell-MacDonald feud, which dated back to 1500. The Campbells were prosperous and ambitious – with friends in high places. The MacDonalds were notorious, particularly for their ability to make cattle “disappear.” In 1501 the Glen Coe MacDonalds (with others) captured the Campbell fortress on Loch Awe, rescuing Donald Dhu – the last Lord of the Isles. Donald Dhu had been imprisoned for more than 40 years by his Campbell grandfather. For years skirmishes and raids took place around Glen Lyon. In the early years of the conflict 36 Glen Coe MacDonalds were hanged by Mad Colin Campbell of Glen Lyon. In 1646 the MacDonalds attacked the Campbells after a wedding, killing 36. In 1685, when the Campbells’ power was at low ebb (two Earls of Argyll had been executed), the MacDonalds pillaged Campbell land and effectively ruined many families. Scottish leaders often took advantage of the longstanding feud as well. The Campbells fought with Cromwell and the MacDonalds fought with Montrose during the Civil War. At the time of the massacre, the MacDonald clan consisted of several hundred people in an area of approximately 10 miles. The clan was led by Alastair, 12th chief. He had fought with Bonnie Dundee and had a long career of raiding. He had been imprisoned in Inverary for either committing or allowing the murder of one of his clan, but escaped. He was well over six feet and had long white hair with a spiked mustache. Intensely popular with his clan, he was not as well regarded by many in the Highlands. The massacre was led by Captain Robert Campbell, the great-grandson of Mad Colin and one of those families who had been damaged by MacDonald raids in 1685. He was 60 and his niece was married to Alastair’s son. He was an alcoholic and gambler who had lost much of what remained of his estate due to incompetence and vice. Despite these facts, he may not have been aware of his mission when he first went to the MacDonalds. Campbell arrived at Glen Coe and asked quarters for two companies (approximately 120 men). They were housed and fed for ten days before Campbell received written orders from Major Robert Duncanson. They were ordered specifically to “root out the old fox and his cubs” and to put everyone under 70 “to the sword.” On February 13, 1692, the massacre took place as planned in various parts of Glen Coe. At Inverrigan, Invercoe, Carnoch, Achnacon and Achtriochtan, members of the MacDonald clan were killed. In all perhaps 38 were killed and 300 fled to the hills. Many died of cold and starvation. Incredibly two of the chief’s sons and a grandson escaped. Within two weeks news of the massacre was out and a pamphlet by Charles Lesley, an Irishman, turned the event into national scandal. It was particularly abhorrent to Highlanders, because it violated their strict code of hospitality and because of the government’s complicity in its genocidal intent. In spite of the outrage, there were no long term repercussions for the perpetrators. However, John, the 13th MacDonald Chief was given a pardon and rebuilt his home. Ironically John’s brother, Alastair fought in 1715 alongside John Campbell, who had led the massacre. As a result, both had their estates confiscated. This information is from various sources, primarily from the National Trust for Scotland’s Glen Coe publication. Canon 40D 18-55 IS
The once mighty MacDonald River branches off from the Hawkesbury River at Wiseman’s Ferry in NSW Australia. Like the Hawkesbury many early convict and free settlers took up grants along the edge of the river to grow crops and graze cattle. The area is incredibly beautiful and these poor folk from back then must have believed they had been transported to heaven. The river provided a highway for travellers and locals alike. As time went on rough horse trails appeared along the edge of the river until eventually roads began to be surveyed and provided for the horse and sulky and eventually the motor vehicles that used this area as a road to the north. It is in this area where you will find the convict built Great North Road with the 47 klm area between Wiseman’s Ferry and Bucketty now preserved and in the process of restoration by a dedidicated group of volunteers. On this particular trip we took the Settlers Road that follows the river to St Albans. This is just one of the many beautiful visions that awaited us and even though the sky was overcast it somehow provided the deep lush greens you will see in many of this series. / /
The truly massive and awe inspiring landscape of Australias’ center. nikon digital
With this composite, I am once again exploring my love of mirrors…and my love of high fantasy. George MacDonald – known as The Grandfather of Fantasy (he inspired such writers as C.S. Lewis and J.R.R. Tolkien) – said “All mirrors are magic mirrors”, and I have to agree. / / In his book Phantastes, George MacDonald wrote: ‘What a strange thing a mirror is! and what a wondrous affinity exists between it and a man’s imagination! For this room of mine, as I behold it in the glass, is the same, and yet not the same. It is not the mere representation of the room I live in, but it looks just as if I were reading about it in a story I like. All its commonness has disappeared… I should like to live in that room if I could only get into it.’ Yes, so would I… if only… Created in Photoshop using all my own photgraphs and textures. Me. My mirror. And, the castle in the background is part of a photograph I took in Bradgate Park of Lady Jane Grey’s House (she was queen of England for 9 days before they beheaded her). / FEATURED in the group Parallel Dimensions
Early evening at Lake MacDonald in Glacier National Park. 10/2/09 – Featured in the AMERICA’S NATURAL WONDERS Group. / 10/16/09 – Featured in the AMERICA’S NATIONAL PARKS AND WILDLIFE HABITAT Group.
This photo was taken at Glacier National Park. Another sunset, but I was fortunate to get the moon in this one, thanks to one of the guests at the Lake MacDonald Lodge, who told me that if I moved a few yards further down the shore I would get a better shot. Make: NIKON / Model: COOLPIX P80 / Shutter Speed: 10/150 second / Aperture: F/3.2 / Focal Length: 6 mm / ISO Speed: 64
Early morning while the mist was still hanging on the water of the MacDonald River. I liked the contrast of the “dead” tree with the soft pastels across the river. Nikon D90 18-200mm lens
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