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Cut into the rock opposite the room is a large cistern; there are also worn water channels at various points along the siq.
The SU-100 rolls east on the CNYK near Hale Eddy, NY, skirting the bank of the Delaware River and NY-17.
There is a bridge as you get into the park. Two ducks were there. We gave them some food. As we left they came running behind us along the path.
Shot for Week 21 of my "52 Weeks of 2023" flickr group project given the theme "Go Low".
I went to the park to get pics of birds and ducks along the creek. I was tracking a duck walking in the grass. Then I heard a lot of quacking and rustling behind me. When I turned around, I saw this furry little duckling looking right at me. Such a cutie, and barely as tall as the blades of grass...
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Most plants cannot live in saltwater, since the water drowns their roots and the salt poisons their systems. Seaweed, however, is not a true plant and does not use systems that can be waterlogged. It has thick, rubbery stems that protect it from the corrosive ocean water, and uses simplified versions of roots and leaves to hold it in place and absorb sunlight. More complicated types of seaweed even have specialized bladders that allow it to float.
Die Wuppertaler Schwebebahn ist ein am 1. März 1901 eröffnetes öffentliches Personennahverkehrssystem in Wuppertal. Die Hochbahn gilt als Wahrzeichen der Stadt und steht seit dem 26. Mai 1997 unter Denkmalschutz.
The Wuppertaler Schwebebahn (Wuppertal Suspension Railway) is a suspension railway in Wuppertal, Germany.
Its full name is Anlage einer elektrischen Hochbahn (Schwebebahn), System Eugen Langen ("Electric Elevated Railway (Suspension Railway) Installation, Eugen Langen System"). It is the oldest electric elevated railway with hanging cars in the world and is a unique system.
A Solitary Sandpiper inspects the shallow waters of the Thames river in St.Mary's Ontario, looking for something good to snack on.
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This flat agricultural stretch on the French-Swiss border reminds me of the Fens in the UK where I grew up. It's a bit ugly compared with the spectacular grandeur of the mountains and lakes nearby, but it has its own charm.