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No Country for Old Menby *catch---22

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Whatcha got ain't nothin new. This country's hard on people, you can't stop what's coming, it ain't all waiting on you. That's vanity.


~ellis

no country for old men
©2011-2013 *catch---22
Category: Photography / Urban & Rural / Country Life

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July 24, 2011
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3779×2126
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Canon
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Canon EOS DIGITAL REBEL XTi
Shutter Speed
1/160 second
Aperture
F/9.0
Focal Length
31 mm
ISO Speed
100
Date Taken
July 12, 2011
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Adobe Photoshop Lightroom 3.4.1
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:iconrjet33:
~Rjet33 Aug 20, 2011
I love black and white photography. Doing this one in black and white gives it an eerieness that I love!
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*catch---22 Aug 22, 2011
it seemed to fit :)
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:iconrjet33:
~Rjet33 Aug 23, 2011
Indeed! :)
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*MJamesThompson Aug 8, 2011  Hobbyist Photographer
very nice. Is that rainfall on the left side?
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*catch---22 Aug 9, 2011
thank you and yes, it is rain :)
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~MaddieArt Aug 2, 2011
Come friendly bombs and fall on Slough!
It isn't fit for humans now,
There isn't grass to graze a cow.
Swarm over, Death!

Come, bombs and blow to smithereens
Those air -conditioned, bright canteens,
Tinned fruit, tinned meat, tinned milk, tinned beans,
Tinned minds, tinned breath.

Mess up the mess they call a town-
A house for ninety-seven down
And once a week a half a crown
For twenty years.

And get that man with double chin
Who'll always cheat and always win,
Who washes his repulsive skin
In women's tears:

And smash his desk of polished oak
And smash his hands so used to stroke
And stop his boring dirty joke
And make him yell.

But spare the bald young clerks who add
The profits of the stinking cad;
It's not their fault that they are mad,
They've tasted Hell.

It's not their fault they do not know
The birdsong from the radio,
It's not their fault they often go
To Maidenhead

And talk of sport and makes of cars
In various bogus-Tudor bars
And daren't look up and see the stars
But belch instead.

In labour-saving homes, with care
Their wives frizz out peroxide hair
And dry it in synthetic air
And paint their nails.

Come, friendly bombs and fall on Slough
To get it ready for the plough.
The cabbages are coming now;
The earth exhales.

xx M.
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*catch---22 Aug 9, 2011
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outstanding Maddie.
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:iconphilippel:
*philippeL Jul 28, 2011  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
I like the gloom in it. Very nice one!
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*catch---22 Aug 9, 2011
thank you much Philippe :)
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*philippeL Aug 10, 2011  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
You're very welcome :wave:
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