Danger is an odd thing. In our moments of sanity we all steer well clear of danger, but in those moments of exuberant insanity, we sometimes search it out in order to experience the thrill of the challenge. Why else would you get people sky-diving or sailing blindfold across the Pacific Ocean or cultivating nettles? But one man or woman's danger is another man's relaxing lunchtime drink. Here is a photograph from the Dextra photostream on Flickr Commons which I would really like to tell you more about but I am constrained by my lack of - I suspect - Norwegian. Given the international flavour of the Sepia Brotherhood (Sisterhood), I am sure someone will let me have a translation of the Flickr description. It doesn't really matter because we are concerned with images rather than words and what this image says to me is danger. So your challenge this week is to somehow link an old photograph with the concept of danger (or anything else you can find in the picture) - and, as usual, the links may be as direct or as obtuse as you wish. Post the image on or around Saturday 5th April 2014, say a little about it, and then add a link to the list below. Now there is nothing dangerous about that, is there?
But before you go hanging from the top of a skyscraper wearing a sack over your head and carrying a live hand grenade, here is a quick preview of what you will be up against during the next couple of weeks in the event of you surviving your ordeal.
223 - 12 April 2014 : I was quite taken with the idea of a quartet of photographs displayed together, but you might want to focus on home town or hotels or main streets or even Tasmania
224 : 19 April 2014 : After my confessions in a recent Sepia Saturday post, I was challenged to have a prompt relating to gardening and all things flowery and vegetably. Here it is.
But to take part in those future challenges, you have to survive your brush with danger this week. So get out your bubble wrap suit, strap on your parachute, and drop in to Sepia Saturday 222.
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Translation from Norwegian reads, "Photo of workmen taking a break on the roof of the Wilhelmsen Building in Vika; in the back ground the ferry station on the Town (City) Hall place."
Google's translation:
Photo by workers taking a break on the roof of the building Wilhelmsen Vika. In the background the ferry port call at the Town Hall Square.
Quick off the mark this week, ahead of all my A-Z April Challenge activity - with scary heights and views from Blackpool Tower.
Some horseplay and childsplay from me. My last offering for a little while, as I'll be away on holidays, but will try to contribute a blog on gardening for SS #224.
"Postcards from the Edge"
Danger in varying degrees with various people in a variety of ways.
Mettinks I've chosen the path less trodden
Being high, but, not in THAT way!
With danger I post...
Photos from my dad's Coast Guard days
A tale of poverty in 19th Century Britain and its consequences
This one was difficult, but I came up with 2 dangerous sites.
I just ignore the dangerous theme and finished up with ferries.
I'm way way way off-base though there might be an element of danger and risk. Musical of course.
Train wrecks, ponds, stairs, fireplaces, taxis...is there no end to the danger in life?
A sepia post card my grandfather wrote my grandmother in 1909 as he arrived in Detroit to start work on the Steamer Eastern States.
Danger on the roads, 1911 style.
A view from a height.
I am slower this week but have found something...will be posted in a couple more hours, it's only Sat AM here across the big pond.
I’m covering next week as well with this post, but raise
your glasses to all sailors who attempt a walk up the rigging or along the yardarm.
Danger reminded me of a post I made sometime ago. It is of a place I visited many times yrs ago when I was young and in school. The height was astounding and frightening. check it out.
Tales of my grandfather's training with machine guns and hand grenades
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