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High desert landscape with rock cairn, Harney County, Oregon, 2020.
#landscape#desert#grassland#fence#rock cairns#harney county#oregon#2020#photographers on tumblr#pnw#pacific northwest
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Denio Cemetery, Harney County, 2024.
Although the hamlet of Denio is in Nevada, its cemetery is just across the state line in Oregon.
All Souls Day
#cemetery#landscape#high desert#harney county#oregon#denio#nevada#2024#photographers on tumblr#pnw#pacific northwest
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Big Open Spaces - Harney County, Oregon - July 2015
"I like to be in big open spaces with high skies." Bruce Grobbelaar
#harneycounty#oregon#the great pnw#photographers on tumblr#pnw#oregonexplored#original photography#the old west#the high desert#storm clouds#open space#harney county#oregon outback
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Watering Hole Near Burns Oregon 1910
#oregon#eastern oregon#harneycounty#the great pnw#the old west#oregonoutback#pnw#oregon outback#burns oregon#harney county#the pacific northwest#the high desert
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White-faced Ibis (Plegadis chihi)
"flood-irrigated ranchlands in the Silvies River Floodplain in Harney County, near Malheur National Wildlife Refuge, support large numbers of bird species, most notably waterfowl and other waterbirds during the spring and fall migration periods." [source]
I recently saw a small flock of these ibises feeding in an irrigated field a few miles from my home. Until then I wasn't even aware that Oregon had a native ibis species.
#white-faced ibis#white faced ibis#ibis#waterfowl#malheur county#harney county#oregon#bird photography
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They make amazing milkshakes too
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Talia Hope by Brendon Burton
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I grew up just a few blocks away from a crossing where this train passed. It always headed out early in the morning before the sun came up to Seneca for log loads that they would bring back to Hines, Oregon where the Hines Lumber Mill would turn them into pine lumber and then ship it back out via Union Pacific. When this photo was taken I was seven and had already been a long time train fan.
When I was still a toddler I would hear the train whistle in the wee hours of the morning and I would wake up my dad to get him to take me to the crossing and see the log train. He was older and slept in a union suit. Those full body underwear things that had button flaps at the back. Some people call them long john’s. He would load me up in the VW bug we had at the time and drive me down to watch the train amble by. Mom finally got tired of it and said that we couldn’t drive down but I still remember my dad standing in front of our place with me on his shoulders on cold frosty mornings watching this train pull empty log cars north through town.
Here’s an obscure fallen flag. It’s an Oregon & Northwestern Baldwin AS616 switching some log cars in Burns, OR, in 1974, 10 years before the railroad shut down.
#oregon#oregon and northwestern#baldwin#blw#diesel#diesel electric#locomotive#rails#train#railroad#burns oregon#eastern oregon#oregonoutback#oregon outback#hinesoregon#burnsoregon#harneycounty#harney county#the great high desert#pacific northwest
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Cattle King of Southeast Oregon
Cattle King of Southeast Oregon
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Peter Skene Ogden State Scenic Viewpoint, OR (No. 6)
The Crooked River is a tributary, 125 miles (201 km) long, of the Deschutes River in the U.S. state of Oregon. The river begins at the confluence of the South Fork Crooked River and Beaver Creek in southeastern Crook County. Of the two tributaries, the South Fork Crooked River is the larger and is sometimes considered part of the Crooked River proper. A variant name of the South Fork Crooked River is simply "Crooked River". The Deschutes River flows north into the Columbia River.
The South Fork Crooked River originates in an area called Misery Flat, along the Deschutes County, Lake County and Harney County boundaries, north of Glass Buttes. The South Fork's tributaries drain Hampton Buttes to the west and Mackey Butte to the east. The South Fork Crooked River flows north for 76 miles (122 km), collecting tributaries including Buck Creek and Twelvemile Creek before joining Beaver Creek to form the Crooked River proper near Paulina in Crook County.
Source: Wikipedia
#Peter Skene Ogden State Scenic Viewpoint#Deschutes County#Jefferson County#Oregon#USA#summer 2023#Pacific Northwest#travel#original photography#vacation#tourist attraction#landscape#landmark#countryside#Terrebonne#Crooked River#Crooked River Railroad Bridge#architecture#engineering#Crooked River Railroad Bridge by Ralph Modjeski#flora#tree#nature#Crooked River Gorge#Crooked River High Bridge#Conde McCullough
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Wooden barn, eastern edge of Burns, Oregon, 2020.
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High desert with juniper tree, Harney County, Oregon, 2024.
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Poison Creek North of Burns Oregon - Harney County - September 2019
#harneycounty#harney county#highway 395#burns oregon#oregon#the great pnw#pnw#photographers on tumblr#exploreoregon#the high desert#the great high desert#pacific northwest#original photography#original photographers
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Where There's Water There Will Be Cattle In The Vast Sage Deserts Of Eastern Oregon. Near Frenchglen.
Photo by Charles Conkling.
Additional posts featuring Charles Conkling's photography can be found at the following link.
#oregon#eastern oregon#harneycounty#the great pnw#the old west#oregonoutback#pnw#oregon outback#harney county#cattle#Charles Conkling#frenchglen
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in the days since arriving to the city, natasha had adapted to her new situation, as she always did, and weaved a new web of lies. the woman she was currently pretending to be and the woman underneath the guise could not be more different. save for the common thread of drinking alcohol and smoking one too many cigarettes. old habits die hard.
with her suit jacket long forgotten on the back of the chair, the sleeves of her blouse rolled up and the first few buttons undone, she looked like a woman off work. she fits into her surroundings. but the same could not be said for the man across the bar, even if she had seen him the past few days. he looked disheveled in the way someone going through a rough patch does: like he wanted to forget. but this time around he ends up staring at her and after meeting him with an unwavering look of her own she finds herself taking her half finished wine and moving towards him.
"i've seen you here before. and i’ve seen them, too," @ashbalfour replies to her brazen greeting. but it is she who is intrigued by his reply. she's seen the man in question days prior but had thought nothing of him at the time. he was another regular patron, simple as that. however, upon further study by way of waving down the bartender, she notices the man's ill-fitting suit and the way he doesn't take an actual sip from his drink. it could be a coincidence. he could be waiting for someone. or attempting to gather up the courage to talk to her. but there's something about him that causes the hair on her arms to stand up. surely, they hadn't found her? not here in the city that never sleeps. taking a sip of her wine, natasha focuses her attention on the man before her, pushing away the unnerving thoughts as they would do her no good.
"do you always go about drunkenly looking out for women in bars?" she asks. this time it is amusement that laces her tone. a smile curls across her lips, even as her mind races to formulate a plan to get out because the last thing she wants to do is wait around and see if this stranger's assumptions are correct. natasha thinks back to the week old events that had transpired in oregon, of the unusual weather in chicago and detroit that reminds her of the unseen chaos still taking place. she mentally runs through the last few days in the city and of where she'd gone. nothing stood out but then again, she almost felt safe here—— insulated from everything that had happened and was happening. there was no way that man had any connection to the ranch in harney county she'd left behind. even if he did, in a city of eight million people, there was no way they'd found her so quickly. they didn't have the resources or connections for such a task. unless ... but the thought is pushed almost as quickly as it pops up. she isn't going to entertain what ifs. not here, not now.
"or is this your way of hitting on me? i thought englishmen were more charming than americans." natasha adds. a brow arching as if to say well, am i right?
#ashbalfour#if you want to plot or read the Thing in refering to my ims are always open (:#thank you so much for responding to the meme btw !
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Blue Mountains, Eastern Edge of Walla Walla, Washington, USA
The Blue Mountains cover ten counties across two states; they are Union, Umatilla, Grant, Baker, Wallowa and Harney counties in Oregon, and Walla Walla, Columbia, Garfield and Asotin counties in Washington.
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