I don’t know when they disappeared, exactly. I suppose it’s been a few years. But from my earliest memories of flying, a clear standout wasn’t the sharp acceleration of takeoff, the strangely clogged and popping ears, or emerging into a gleaming orange sunset after climbing above dense clouds. It came via the speaker system.
On the way to one of the more unusual destinations on my trip, I took this shot out the open window of my sleeper car just after sunrise. The moon still high. The light still cool. Rumbling toward Belgrade, 10 years ago today.
On the 70th anniversary of the Allied invasion of Normandy, a shot from June 6, 2012. Major Henry “Duke” Boswell at the La Fiere Causeway. After first seeing combat in Italy, Boswell parachuted into Ste. Mere Eglise, the first town to be liberated in the campaign. He would later fight in Holland and Belgium, where Operation Market Garden and the Battle of the Bulge, respectively, were critical points in the war. By 1945, of the original 146 men in Boswell’s G-Company, only 13 remained alive and uninjured.
Looking up toward a westbound afternoon train.
Evening trains at Gare du Nord, as listed on the Departures board.
At this year’s celebration, a great day on the Mall.
A wider shot of the house from Wall and Door.
Thinking of Spring and the flowers for sale along Rue Mouffetard.
The Cité station, in the center of Paris, isn’t the last stop on the Metro’s Line 4. But after one year of daily photo posts, this shot is the end of the line for my yearlong project. 365 posts ago, I set out to try something different.
On the High Line Park.
Inside Santiago Calatrava’s Satolas train station at the Lyon airport.
As the cold and snow recedes for the year, a look back to an evening glimpse outside Archives station.
A cold afternoon at St. Clair West. Update: Just by chance I posted this on the 60th Birthday of the Yonge subway. Thanks for all the shots. Well, and all the transit.
At the Owen Sound grain terminal.
From a path along the Bruce Trail, near Big Bay, looking south.
The Coves of La Jolla on a cloudy summer day.
Along the Billy Goat Trail in Great Falls Park.
Out the window on the way to La Jolla.
An early morning arrival after a night train from Prague.
Looking up in Florida.