[Yuki Maru Hoshi]

Originally Posted by LeatherTrumpet

what make and model is the dslr?

Nikon D5600 /w 70-300mm f/4.5-6.3G... I'm glad I sprung the kit that had the telephoto.

[Christmas Dynasnow]

[Yuki Maru Hoshi]

Visited Navasota yesterday to my grandfather some Thanksgiving food from my grandmother. I took this at the entrance of the retired folk's home. I always stop to read this.

Reminiscing

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[Braden]

Originally Posted by Maru

Visited Navasota yesterday to my grandfather some Thanksgiving food from my grandmother. I took this at the entrance of the retired folk's home. I always stop to read this.

Reminiscing

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I love this! It's so sweet and creative

[Yuki Maru Hoshi]

These are from my family's house/farm. The kitten is a new addition.... the bigger one is named Callie and is a rescue from when her mother was killed by a car. She was too young (and too friendly) to be left out so they brought her into the porch...

The other is a dumped kitten from people who drive by and commonly dump animals... anyway, she was wailing at the fence in the backyard so my family took in. Callie has taken to her like a Mother Hen. One would think they were related, but the pictures are super sweet... they've been calling the kitten "Little Bits".

I couldn't get too close because the kitten is still a little skiddish around strangers, so I had to change lens to something bigger...

Tried to keep these in chronological order

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From inside my family's house. I didn't grow up here, but I lived here for a few years when I was in college when I was already an adult. It used to be a church long ago. (a small congreation I guess @ 2,000 sqft)

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[Christmas Dynasnow]

If you were up early (and it was clear like up here) you would have deffo seen Venus (162,000,000 miles away)

this is it shot hand held with a point and shoot from my front door

[Yuki Maru Hoshi]

Thanksgiving 2018

Originally Posted by LeatherTrumpet

If you were up early (and it was clear like up here) you would have deffo seen Venus (162,000,000 miles away)

this is it shot hand held with a point and shoot from my front door

Venus

[ChristmasNeeve]

Great pic LT, I like the one bit of colour in it

Gav took this one of me at the weekend when we were out walking the dog in the woods

[Christmas Dynasnow]

Originally Posted by Niamh.

Great pic LT, I like the one bit of colour in it

Gav took this one of me at the weekend when we were out walking the dog in the woods

lovely of the branches in silhouette, i would have cropped a little like this

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[ChristmasNeeve]

Originally Posted by LeatherTrumpet

lovely of the branches in silhouette, i would have cropped a little like this

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[Christmas Dynasnow]

still snow patches on the mountains past the valley, ususally they last (at the back NE facing till August)

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[Father Chris Mouse]

Being sucked up by the light, aliens i imagine.

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[Jessica.]

I love the colour of those flowers LT!

I took this yesterday

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[Christmas Dynasnow]

Originally Posted by Jessica.

I love the colour of those flowers LT!

I took this yesterday

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very pretty!

[FaLaLaLand]

Picture I took at sunset a while ago on my usual dog walk near Llangollen (the little structure you can see is Castell Dinas Bran [Castle] perched high on the hill). Really love this image considering it was taken just on my phone - love the yellow and the way the castle/hills are in silhouette slowly fading lighter into sky.

[Babayaro.]

A random selection of photos taken on my phone

[Babayaro.]

Some more!

[Babayaro.]

and more

[Ammi]

...some stunning photos, Babsy...they’re all precious memories...but I particularly love the one with you in it...(..I think it’s you...)...a lone person, so deep in thought and the incredible backdrop of the views ......

[Ammi]

...it’s the type of photo that creates a whole story in thought around it...

[Babayaro.]

Originally Posted by Ammi

...some stunning photos, Babsy...they’re all precious memories...but I particularly love the one with you in it...(..I think it’s you...)...a lone person, so deep in thought and the incredible backdrop of the views ......

Thanks Ammi!!

It is me But I think I was more focused on not stepping on sheep shit lol

[Christmas Dynasnow]

i took this on my lockdown dog walk today, sure its a bit artsy-poncy

sue me

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[James]

Some trees and a peacock butterfly from my walks recently.

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The two girls belonged to Wigtonshire, the daughters of Gilbert Wilson, a
committed Episcopalian. Despite this, the sisters were followers of the
Covenanters, an extreme Presbyterian group strongly opposed to the
Anglican reforms of Charles II. Margaret and Agnes, aged 18 and 13
respectively, were arrested for their beliefs and along with Margaret
McLauchlan, an elderly neighbour, tried for and found guilty of high treason.
All three were sentenced to death by drowning. Agnes’s father was able to
buy her freedom but despite a temporary reprieve the others were led to a
point below high water mark on the treacherous Solway Firth, tied to stakes,
and left to drown in the incoming tide. Margaret McLauchlan, by then in her
late 60s, had no resistance to the powerful current and soon succumbed to
its force. Margaret Wilson was offered her freedom, but refused to relinquish
her convictions and died for her faith on May 11th 1685.


The marble group was commissioned from Handyside Ritchie (the sculptor of
all the statues in the graveyard and of ‘Wee Wallace’ on the canopy of the
Athenaeum in King Street) by William Drummond, a brother of Peter
Drummond. It was erected in 1859, without its protective cupola. The cupola
was designed by John Rochhead, famous for his design of the National
Wallace Monument on Abbey Craig, and it was cast at the Sun Foundry in
Glasgow. It was put in place in 1867, necessitating the removal of a
symbolic marble lamb, which lay at the girls’ feet. Several other examples of
William Drummond’s munificence are to be found in the graveyard, each
with its own story. The story behind this one has no connection whatsoever
with Stirling, but is an eloquent indicator of Drummond’s obsession with
religion.