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Here's a dope shot to make up for my absence. Aka my failed Stuckinplastic entry.

Fårö, Gotland, Sweden

© Stephanie Fysh 2006; all rights reserved

Any foliage you see in this picture is three weeks old or less. This trunk was probably already on the ground when the fire came through. The forest was eerily quiet because the animal, bird and insect life was all destroyed or left.

Once a sprawling of green Pine, Birch Trees and shrubs cause by a bizarre freak of nature that left only ruins of dead burn trees and shrubs. This devastation was cause by lightning which is very common in the US.

 

Note: This photo is part of a set (>>Click Here<< "Yosemite Pix Set")

   

An upload! Just a small mod I made yesterday.

He was the life of the party, until...

Highest position: 69 on Thursday, July 12, 2012

  

I had a particularly bad Sunday night and the kitchen took quite a bit of cleaning up. Mental illness is so glamourous in the films...they don't smash up kitchens, and if they do they certainly don't have to clean it up themselves afterwards.

The Nor'easter finally blew itself out early that afternoon. The subsequent clearing brought some interesting atmospherics. Bogue Banks North Carolina.

View On Black

 

Hello

Is there anybody in there?

Just nod if you can hear me

Is there anybody home?

 

Scissor Sisters - Comfortably Numb

(Yes, shoot me, I prefer this version over the original of Pink Floyd...)

 

Skin & Corselet > a.C. Store

Tattoo > Aitui

Primfeet > SLink

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Rodinal

Ondu 6X6

Another image reflecting on the resilience of Mother Nature after a fire. Pond reflections with snow-capped mountains, reeds and burned tree trunks, Route X-904, Tortel, Patagonia.

29/04/2021 www.allenfotowild.com

 

 

pose - UD - The AfterMath (*edited a little)

  

He's wearing:

Halo - +Dreamcatcher+ Halo with gems

halo - Aii (gift)

outfit - PFC - Atlas

 

I'm wearing:

crows - CKit Falconry

hair - Yomi - Sora

bindi - Wicca's Originals - Lita Bindi

dress - DL - BiteMe

gloves and boots - CF - Marry Sexy Nun

  

We are both wearing the tattoo Mort from Corazon.

Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river

You can hear the boats go by, you can spend the night forever

And you know that she's half-crazy but that's why you want to be there

And she feeds you tea and oranges that come all the way from China

And just when you mean to tell her that you have no love to give her

Then he gets you on her wavelength

And she lets the river answer that you've always been her lover

 

And you want to travel with her, and you want to travel blind

And you know that she will trust you

For you've touched her perfect body with your mind

 

And Jesus was a sailor when he walked upon the water

And he spent a long time watching from his lonely wooden tower

And when he knew for certain only drowning men could see him

He said all men will be sailors then until the sea shall free them

But he himself was broken, long before the sky would open

Forsaken, almost human, he sank beneath your wisdom like a stone

 

And you want to travel with him, and you want to travel blind

And you think you maybe you'll trust him

For he's touched your perfect body with her mind

 

Now, Suzanne takes your hand and she leads you to the river

She's wearing rags and feathers from Salvation Army counters

And the sun pours down like honey on our lady of the harbor

And she shows you where to look among the garbage and the flowers

There are heroes in the seaweed, there are children in the morning

They are leaning out for love and they wil lean that way forever

While Suzanne holds her mirror

 

And you want to travel with her, and you want to travel blind

And you know that you can trust her

For she's touched your perfect body with her mind

 

-Leonard Cohen

I don't think that I'll ever understand why everybody is so keen on welcoming the new year tired and with a headache. Is it for the feeling "it can only get better"? The last two years should have taught us that it will get worse, regardless how bad you feel this morning.

Oh well, here we are again, on the morning after the party.

Happy New Year 2022

 

Toy Project Day 2347

Aftermath of the storm along the beach in Ocean City Maryland, U.S.

Elise Capalini doesn't get any farther than the DT box. She stops, just staggered by the whole thing. Linds... The touch on her shoulder draws her back--so does the scent of a wolf nearby. She looks up, but doesn't see the beast. "She just told me--" She breaks off, thinking on the comment about Damian and Rena. She presses a hand to her forehead and bends in two, feeling sick.

 

Bailey Longcloth doesn't know what to say really but gently rubs Elise's back, "You know she didn't mean it. She's.. angry. She'll calm down as will you. You'll talk... calmly and set it right"

 

Elise Capalini looks up at Bails, shaking her head a little. "She doesn't understand me--and I don't understand her." Her head comes up sharply when Damian comes down the street, and as if in reflex, she curls a protective hand around her tail. No. Jesus, no. That wasn't how things were done. She didn't want to -look human.

 

Bailey Longcloth says, "Perhaps neither of you understand the other, maybe you never will, but you love her, she loves you. It's as simple as that." Seeing the Mayor she'd hug Elise and say softly, "She didn't mean it, you -know- deep down she didn't"

 

Elise Capalini shakes her head at Bails. "I don't know what she means anymore. She walked away from the Pride, Bails. She never would have done that. Ever. She--" She swallows hard. "She doesn't agree with me...thinks I'm taking the Pride in the wrong direction. Thinks..." She shakes her head. "I don't know."

 

Bailey Longcloth nods, "Then that's her choice. It doesn't mean we don't still care about her and won't watch out for her, whether she's in the Pride or not. We -have- to." she'd glance up the alley way and shrug "The Pride is yours Elise, the direction it goes is up to you. Whether someone stays or goes, that's on them. But we never turn our back on them"

 

Elise Capalini exhales and nods to Bails. She doesn't know what more to say; losing Laz and Linds in the same day...she wasn't sure what the lesson was here, but whatever it was, she felt only hollow. She looks down the street, toward Linds and Quen, but it's Eamon she sees, stepping out of the alley. She squeezes Bails' hand. "Thank you," she says softly.

 

Eamon Cale slowly approaches the pair by the newspaper box. "Everything all right here?" he asks softly.

 

Bailey Longcloth nods to Elise and squeezes her hand, "Your welcome" she'd take Elise's hand and put it in Eamon's "I think she needs you tonight" she'd smile and back away headed for home

 

Elise Capalini looks down at her hand as Bails places it in Eamon's. She looks up at him and shakes her head a little. "I don't know what just happened," she says softly. "I nearly threw myself at Linds."

  

One of two yachts aground in the normally sheltered Arisaig bay after their moorings failed during Storm Floris.

The ocean is behind me. The foreground here is sandy beach in summer and the seawall is about 4 feet high. This was the result of a very strong 2-day storm 3 years ago - can't remember the name of the storm.

Blown ashore in the normally sheltered Arisaig Bay after breaking it's moorings during Storm Floris.

Post plucking abstract.

 

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Photographed shortly after Hurricane Sandy skirted Maryland in in late October 2012. Maryland's northern neighbors suffered a more direct impact from the "superstorm" and fared much worse.

Quiet times for me on the photographic front at the moment, therefore I am looking through some older unpublished work.

 

One wave washes over as another builds up in the distance and a red glow shines just over the horizon. This is the aftermath of another sunset at North Beach in Perth, taken last year.

 

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Ein Rundgang über das Gelände des früheren Carlswerks an der Schanzenstraße in Köln-Mülheim. In der Vergangenheit wurden hier Drähte, Kabel und elektronische Komponenten für die verschiedensten Aufgaben hergestellt. Ein Teil dieser Werke hat in Form der "Drahtwerke Köln" bis heute überlebt. Der überwiegende Teil des Areals ist heute Heimat für Medien- und Kunstschaffende sowie bekannte Veranstaltungsorte wie "E-Werk" und "Palladium".

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A walk across the historic 'Carlswerk', a former production site for heavy duty wires and cables as well as highly developped electronic components. Up to now part of it survived in form of the "Drahtwerke Köln". Yet the largest part of the area today gives a home to artists, entertainers and media companies. Also some well known venues like the 'E-Werk' and 'Palladium' can be found here.

Haven't done an outdoor scene in a really long time so I decided to get out play in the mud.

 

I really enjoyed making that helmet. Imma try doing some more stuff like that.

The last time I hiked Wind Mountain (at least a year or two ago), the trail took twice as long to finish due to trees and debris scattered everywhere. Apparently a fierce winter storm had wreaked havoc on the hillsides in the area, which left hikers scrambling up, over and under limbs and trunks and demolished slopes. This scene, though, was still beautiful when the light filtered in.

 

Image made with my Holga.

A Coopers Hawk pauses after a morning meal.

(Not our kitchen)

a summer morning in the countryside. The combine harvester had been working late into the night.

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