The panorama has been edited to make the landscape line up better and a seam has been covered using digital manipulation tools. See the "petals" at the bottom - the one to the right of the little Sojourner rover shows where the seam was. Original Image Credit: NASA
The flight clock. Squadrons didn't spend much time in the air. From takeoff to battle to back was on the order of seven to twelve minutes (although it probably felt longer for the person in the plane). A flight would be color-coded with the triangle closest to the minute hand when it took off. So, for example, a plane taking off now would be "yellow".
This is how the air component of a global war is managed. The commanders would use little clips that would attach to the board to mark the status of each squadron. I must say I am a bit surprised at this. Given the size of World War II - huge - I somehow expect everything to be to the same scale. This is a global armed conflict, for Christ's sake, you can't fight it in a tiny office with pen and paper!
In 1942, this was high-tech communications equipment. Thanks to the telephone switch, the air commanders could stay in constant contact with all the airfields on Malta and guide their planes away from threatened positions.
Gozo is in the distance to the left. The island in the middle is Comino, with the Blue Lagoon just about where the boat is seen. If the photo extended a bit more to the right, the northernmost tip of Malta would be visible.
I saw the greatest minds of my generation destroyed by madness and lust
I have no idea what the heart is for and who Basil is. The text is a modified version of the first two lines of Howl by Allen Ginsberg:
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by
madness, starving hysterical naked,
This oak is over 200 years old and has seen Hagsätra transformed from countryside to city suburb. It is the vårdträd of Hagsätra Gård. The vårdträd was, in the folk religion, a dominant tree that stood near the farm and on whose well-being the luck and prosperity of the family were dependent. Damaging the tree, or even breaking off leaves, was sure to result in disease or bad luck. The hustomte[v], or other mythical creatures, were said to live under the tree. While the mythical creatures lack any form of scientific basis, what does have a scientific basis is the fact that, as the highest point near the main building, the vårdträd would function as a primitive lightning-rod, and be hit before the main building was.
The whole piece, in all its glory. This shot is primarily intended for documentary purposes and is a 185 megapixel image that I assembled from five composite images. It is the first time I do a composite of composites, and this is the so far biggest image I've produced. Since the whole wall couldn't be seen from one spot, I moved between five different locations. The result is that some items (like the black column in the middle) are seen from both left and right, and nothing above the wall matches; as well as nothing surrounding the entrance to the youth club. I've not spent any time trying to get those bits to fit - I figure you're here for the piece and nothing else. The worst bit is the part behind the basketball basket. I stuck the camera in below the basket and then warped the resulting image into place, but at the top of the space where the basket used to be the image underwent considerable distortion. The sky is from a photo taken in Husby. The sky was horribly overexposed in the original, and I thought I would just cut it away - but that didn't work; the big empty area was too distracting. So I figured I might as well put some sky in there. It is a poor comp job, I know. But it's not the point of this image.
This is one of the most beautiful spots on the track. Not only does the forst open up a bit so you get a clear sky, when you passed this you knew that the goal was right up ahead. For real, this time.
The sign that you can see hanging up ahead is another "Forbidden Entry" sign; and as with the previous one, it appears to only apply to people going the other way.
Here the newest road cuts across the track. The big rock that is in the middle of the track a little bit back wasn't put there by the construction, but had slid down prior to this.
The sign on the tree says "Forbidden Entry" - strangely enough, it only applies to entering the track from this direction - there were no signs on the other end of this segment.
This section is remembered by me for not being remembered. Every time I'd run the track, I'd be surprised that this part was so much longer than I remembered. I would typically expect the goal to come up about now, and be equally disappointed every time.
This is where the track turns around and makes its way back up over Töjnanberget and back to the start point. Every time I ran the track, I would think of this as the half way point - and I'd be wrong every time. In reality, there's about 2/3rds left.
Here we have crossed Lagtingsgatan. If you look back across the road, you can see a small yellow sign near a birch tree. That's where the previous section of the track ended.
This is a small surviving part near Lagtingsgatan - and the only part that I thought was left on this side of the road. If you look ahead, down the slope, you can see the road cutting across the track.
This photo was taken approximately where the start of the track used to be, facing in the direction you'd run. The red brick building to the right is IBM's headquarters, which gave this area the nickname "The IBM-forest".