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Not chaos-like together crush’d and bruis’d,
But as the world, harmoniously confus’d,
Where order in variety we see,
And where, though all things differ, all agree.
- Alexander Pope (1688–1744) - Windsor Forest. Line 13.
0.6 sec., f/22, ISO 200, focal length 22 mm
So the road I was on became increasingly more and more bogged down. It was to the point where traffic was down to 5mph with so many chasers, spotters and locals coming up from the metro Oklahoma area to see the storms.
For my own safety I bailed south on some road that looked to continue over a small creek bed. About 15 others followed me!
Heading down the road which was paved, things slowly got worse and worse. The pavement turned to gravel, which then turned to Oklahoma clay and mud.
If you've never driven on a dirt road in Oklahoma, basically the instant it get's wet your stuck and not moving!
A random local who was in a rush to leave their house jumped out from a hidden driveway and slowed me down from 40 mph to 10 mph! This was bad!
We were not able to out run the moisture HP storm and a pocket of rotation went right over head!
Then the rain and hail started as we crossed the dry river bed that my GPS said there was a bridge over!!!
The driver river quickly became a wet hail filled river and only 5 cars behind me made it though, the other were trapped!
On the radio one of the chasers said that it was getting bad as baseballs began to take their car apart. I was just far enough south that I only had a few golf balls to worry about and then I made it into the clear.
These are situations that storm chasers should never find themselves in.
Complication's my claim to fame
And I can’t believe there’s another
Constantly just another
I can’t avoid what I can’t control
And I’m losing ground
Still I can’t stand down
And I know, yeah I know, yeah
I know you stay true when my world is false
Everything around's breaking down my chaos
I always see you when my sight is lost
Everything around's breaking down my chaos
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A sick crossover orchestrated by DATADUB. This is a character by Real x Head, sculpted by Lamour Supreme and retro-fitted to a Suckadelic Space-suit by the Sucklord.
JAPAN ONLY RELEASE!
I expect that I have carried this subtlety business as far as I am likely with this capture. And no, I have no idea about the tile and am pretty sure that it is not even right. Believe it or not, this is yet another pass of pond #2 for exercise but I am still looking for anything that can be found. My camera carrying arm is going to end up longer than the other because I hate the neck strap. It is nearly December and I am hoping for fat snow flakes to fall, but then Greenland could use some snow before it melts entirely. It is not strange that it consists of sky reflections on rippling water. The rabbit wire wrapped around several younger trees about the shores leads me to believe that beavers are at work here. I have not seen a beaver house but the area is abutting wetlands.
On this day of nice skies and water, I came back to this spot I've used before with the intention of expanding my catalog. My previous take was one of my favorites. I am still fighting to slow this autumn's slipping away and I made another loop of the path but there was little breeze and there were only a few ripples on the water that ushered in the fine sky and foliage colors. I got a couple of shots of the foliage in the distance but it has deteriorated. I guess this reflection scene just grabbed me emotionally for some reason. Later, I decided to recapture earlier shots. There was slight but productive rippled water scenes and skies with some mixed clouds, water but the foliage is gone.
I am out here at Golden Ponds, the Longmont, Boulder County, Colorado greenbelt and rec area and fortunately, the turn-off is only a half-dozen blocks down Hover St. I met Dan the Longmont Man puzzling about how to maintain the habitat here. I wanted to look for possible locations even though the sky has been the pits lately. I wandered the green space and took some detail shots that were available, Drying cattails surrounded the ponds and most cattails are seeding the next year's supply. I shot a few pictures and kept the sky and bare trees out of the frame but the presence shows in the water. I am again fascinated by the subtle tonalities. The colorful autumn foliage fell around the ponds and under the water. I love shooting stark scenes with this camera and lens. I have not used any of my old Nikkors even though I programmed them into the camera's computer.
Empires that are never meant to fall
catch the kings off-guard
among people who didn't know
they could crawl
Tegap
Chaos Theory.... an Observation : 73° 35' W: 45° 30' N: 10/10/05: 6:30 EST
In mathematics and physics, chaos theory deals with the behavior of certain nonlinear dynamical systems that (under certain conditions) exhibit the phenomenon known as chaos, most famously characterised by sensitivity to initial conditions (see butterfly effect). As a result of this sensitivity, the observed behavior of physical systems that exhibit chaos appears to be random, even though the model of the system is 'deterministic' in the sense that it is well defined and contains no random parameters. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chaos_theory
Le Chaos du Gouët.
Un corridor vert conduit au Chaos. Celui qui s'engouffre entre les hauts murs du chemin creux, cathédrale végétale de haies sombres, retourne dans l'univers minéral des origines. Il y a 300 millions d'années. C'était le rude temps du granit, de sa formation dans les profondeurs de la terre. Vint l'époque fracassante de sa fissuration, provoquant des failles, qui le disloquèrent pendant 200 millions d'années. Géant brisé, le granit apparu à la surface. Puis l'abaissement du niveau de la mer créa fleuves et rivières. Les premières eaux du Gouët se frayèrent un passage dans les fissures de la roche. Puissante et inlassable, l'eau s'attaqua aux éléments meubles du granit, creusa le lit de la rivière. Les puissants blocs de pierre s'effondrèrent les uns sur les autres: les CHAOS DU GOUET étaient nés.
Trégouat. Côtes d'Armor.