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Backhoes going through rubble where the Kmart at Tri-Towne Plaza once stood. A group of apartment buildings are planned to rise in this section, to be called Residences at Renaissance Square. The back corner of the former Tri-Towne Plaza is at the far right, which will be called Shops at Renaissance Square.
Maybe somebody took playing in the backyard a little too seriously as a kid.
The Construction Yellow Ram might be a little over the top.
1:64 Norscot Caterpillar 75E Agricultural Tractor
1:64 Ertl John Deere Backhoe
1:64 Greenlight Collectibles 2014 Dodge Ram 1500 Tradesman with snow plow and salt spreader attachment
Blue Collar Series
Olympus OM-D E-M5 Mark II
Olympus M.14-42mm F3.5-5.6 II R
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now that the inside is done it's time to start work on the outside. This is the beginning of the riding ring. It will be official dressage ring size: 20 x 60 metres. This year we are flattening the area. it will settle over the winter and in the spring I will adjust whatever needs adjusting and add the footing (rubber and sand)
My latest creation. Hope u gonna like it.
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1987 JCB 3CX Sitemaster Extradig backhoe/loader.
Cheffins vintage and classic auction, Shudy Camps -
"Serial No: 3CX-332948/P/S Hours: 2,741 Fitted with 4in1 front bucket and 4no. digging buckets. A low houred example, with V5."
After the press conference we walked around the side of the building to watch the start of the demolition. With a crash and some dust the backhoe takes the first whack at the building at a corner of the former Garden Shop.
I'm going back to sarandi this holiday(tomorrow). So I'm going there to make a ride exchange deal with the mayor for this awesome backhoe.
Hope I will get it!
Mattel Matchbox
2022 MBX Off-Road
29/100
MB1176
Found recently at our local Fry's Food & Drug as a "Power Grab".
Fidalgo Bay.
Phase III, 2019: Final phase of remedial action for approximately 10.4 acres of subtidal sediments; 4.7 acres of those sediments support eelgrass. The planned Phase III remedial action, as proposed, consists of:
Placement of a thin layer cap (between 2 to 8-inch thickness) over approximately 10 acres of subtidal sediments with dioxin concentration greater than 10 nanograms per kilogram (ppt) TEC (but less than 25 ppt) Dredging and backfilling 0.46 acres of sediment in excess of 25 ppt dioxins and wood waste accumulation greater than 1-foot below the mud line within eelgrass beds.
Eelgrass mitigation using advanced mitigation plantings from Phase II along with additional mitigation efforts to compensate for the loss of eelgrass bed due to dredging (0.38 acres out of 0.46 acre dredge footprint supports eelgrass)
Phase II, 2013: the Department of Ecology removed old creosote dock pilings and other in-water concrete and metal structures. Dug up and dredged about 10 acres of sediment contaminated with dioxins and wood waste. Disposed of contaminated sediment off-site.Improve the near-shore habitat by reshaping an existing spit and jetty. Connected Fidalgo Bay with the wetland area that was created in 2011. The site was vacant property (2013) with abandoned building remnants and debris. A sawmill and wood-box factory, and then a plywood mill, operated on the site for almost a century. Mill features included a hog-fuel boiler, drum storage tank area, transformer yard, above-ground storage tanks containing fuel oil, gasoline, diesel and/or propane, phenolic formaldehyde resin and caustic storage tanks (both used in making plywood glue), a machine shop, a metal shop, and an area for spraying paint and oil.
Phase I, 2011: work focused on cleaning up about 6 upland acres. It included removing pilings and other structures to allow excavation of about 33,600 tons of contaminated soil; off-site disposal of the soil, structures and pilings; and backfilling the site with about 39,000 tons of clean soil. Site soil contains elevated concentrations of arsenic, cadmium, chromium, copper, lead, mercury, nickel, selenium, silver, zinc, oil-range petroleum hydrocarbons, dioxins, and furans. Groundwater beneath the site does not meet drinking water standards. The water also contains elevated concentrations of arsenic, copper and nickel. Dioxins and wood debris contaminate Marine sediments are found to be contaminated with dioxins and wood debris.
Backhoe, frozen parking lot, UNC campus.
Lomo LCA+, Ilford HP5 PLUS b/w 35mm, commercial development.
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The nothingness of sleep.
I slowly drifted up from that. I first noticed a small tic in my breathing, the inhale didn’t perfectly align with the exhale. More tiny details of wakefulness trickled into my awareness. I became aware of an unusual coolness in my sinus cavity, as if there was empty space that I was unused to. I noticed a metallic taste in my mouth and the air, a taste and smell behind my eyes that were both part of each other. Part of me. Everything felt just a little strange.I was about to wake up.
I cracked my eyes open. I noticed some specks of red at the edge of my pillow. I do not get random nosebleeds, but I did not panic. I must have had one in my sleep. That explained the metallic taste. I wondered how bad the cleanup would be. I started to investigate, but as I started to turn to look closer and the adrenaline of waking up started to kick in, I saw that the specks were connected to a small puddle of blood. That was bad. I started to unwrap from my blanket and saw that the small puddle was just the edge of a larger deep red pool. This was a serious nosebleed that was actually… in progress. The smell of the blood was strong, and I knew then that I was in big trouble.
I squeezed my eyes shut and recoiled, the thought of coronavirus shot through my mind. Did I have it? I felt myself falling off the bed. What was happening?
Falling, but not off the bed, just falling. Falling down, ten feet, twenty feet. I was dropping through consciousness. And, I figured it out: I was dying. Right then and there.
My first thought was that it was urgent that I not fight it. Do not reach out, Do not try to stop the fall.
My next thought was that I was so very lucky. I was dying, and I knew I was dying. I could find my peace and say goodbye to the world. It was all going to be over soon. Very soon.
And I was fine with it. Nervous, but ready.
The feeling of falling drifted away. I was in nothingness, but conscious. I felt it was very important that I stay completely still. If I were to move, it would ruin everything. I wondered if I was tempted to try to stop it all, to try to live. To wake up? I didn't want to... I fought with myself.
Just. Stay. Still. Was this death?
My eyes opened, and even now I can not say that it was a conscious decision for me to open them. It must have been. I must have chosen to open my eyes. In my bed, completely safe. No blood.
How do I reckon with this?
Post Script: The preceding is a true story about a dream I had one night. The following day, I headed out on my bike with no goal, just looking to clear my head. I was drawn far from home. I came upon this majestic pink backhoe... digging a perfectly grave-sized hole. And, there was my shadow in the hole.
I can't comprehend the configuration of the universe. Then again, maybe it's just obvious.
Post Post Script: I got scraped up pretty bad crossing through a nasty fence to get this photo. It would be poetry were I to die of tetanus.
Post Post Post Script: "See That My Grave Is Kept Clean" by Bob Dylan : Youtube link