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Barmouth in Gwynedd, North Wales.
It lies on the estuary of the River Mawddach and Cardigan Bay and is located in the Historic county of Merionethshire. The Welsh form of the name is derived from "Aber" (estuary) and the river's name, "Mawddach".
The town grew around the shipbuilding industry, and more recently as a seaside resort. Notable buildings include the medieval Tŷ Gwyn tower house, the 19th century Tŷ Crwn roundhouse prison and St John's Church.
William Wordsworth, a visitor to Barmouth in the 19th century, described it thus: "With a fine sea view in front, the mountains behind, the glorious estuary running eight miles inland, and Cadair Idris within compass of a day's walk, Barmouth can always hold its own against any rival."
Dinas Oleu (Citadel of Light), which is located east of the town on the adjoining hillside, was the first tract of land to be donated to the National Trust.
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The unwritten rule is, if you leave someone, you must leave them all behind. You must take everything with you so there is nothing left for them to keep going back to. If you're going to rip something, let all the pain hurt at once so they can be left alone to heal without your interruption. No one wants to get caught when they have gotten so far.
And, if someone is leaving you behind, remind yourself that you are not falling behind but merely learning and moving forward. You leave their suitcases in what you used to call home and run. You run as fast as you can before they take it back. You don't turn around for them to open old wounds with new hands; because they are leaving you, you must be left, and you get up to leave as well.
#NoteToSelf
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Some nights, I miss you, but I've stopped wanting you.
I found myself reminiscing about the moment i couldn't stop laughing, how free I was when I ran into the sunset behind your building, and the serenity of midnights in your room.
Some days I think about the person you could have been, the people we could have been if timing wasn't a factor and circumstances weren't so strange.
It's made me realize that it was never just you I missed-it was me. I missed the boy I was before you, the one who believed in himself, one without long nights and romance without false hope.
Some nights, I still miss him, but I've stopped wanting him back when I found myself after you.
There is no limit to a Mother's Love. Although I have no verification that this is in fact the mother, Females are usually larger and I'm "assuming."
Explored.
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I am just another empty body.
Fingertips grasping at what they can not find stretching out to pull at your light, chasing the shadows and the ashes your flames left behind.
Now, I have to learn how to love cold, love hollow, love dark, love everything that destroyed me and somehow rise as worth more, fingertips grazing my own rosebud lips, blooming.
I am just another empty body,
but I am going to fill myself with promises that can't be broken and love letters to myself and all the things you never gave to me, then i won't be empty, i'll be so so full.
The estuary of the 28-mile Afon Mawddach (River Mawddach) which runs alongside the town of Barmouth, in Gwynedd, North Wales.
The Mawddach has been the site of significant industrialisation and land management. Gold mining and subsequently gold panning have had major impacts but forestry, the preparation of animal skins, the storage of old munitions and the use of hillsides as artillery ranges have all added to the legacy of pollution.
The river is also very flashy - prone to very rapid rise and fall in level depending on rainfall. Rainfall can also be very heavy, and it falls on very base-poor soils leading to episodes of strongly depressed hydrogen. Despite this, the river sustains an important salmon and trout fishery and the countryside through which it flows is some of the most spectacular and scenic in the UK.
The southern bank of the Mawddach estuary, along which used to run a section of the GWR branch line from Ruabon to Barmouth, has now been designated the Mawddach Trail, an 8-mile cycle path running from Dolgellau to Morfa Mawddach, at the south side of the Barmouth railway bridge. It is managed by the Snowdonia National Park Authority as a leisure route for walkers and cyclists and is part of the Sustrans Cross-Wales Cycling Route.
The estuary of the Mawddach was a great centre of ship building in the 18th century and probably for some centuries before. There is no evidence remaining of this activity in the estuary today.
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The first photo always gotta be a bad one. Definitely the best way to reflect upon yourself throughout the rest of this journey once again.
And yeah. Another 365, cause my professor is "encouraging" my class to shoot every day for 100 days, but a 365 seems more suitable. So here we are.
The estuary of the 28-mile Afon Mawddach (River Mawddach) which runs alongside the town of Barmouth, in Gwynedd, North Wales.
The Mawddach has been the site of significant industrialisation and land management. Gold mining and subsequently gold panning have had major impacts but forestry, the preparation of animal skins, the storage of old munitions and the use of hillsides as artillery ranges have all added to the legacy of pollution.
The river is also very flashy - prone to very rapid rise and fall in level depending on rainfall. Rainfall can also be very heavy, and it falls on very base-poor soils leading to episodes of strongly depressed hydrogen. Despite this, the river sustains an important salmon and trout fishery and the countryside through which it flows is some of the most spectacular and scenic in the UK.
The southern bank of the Mawddach estuary, along which used to run a section of the GWR branch line from Ruabon to Barmouth, has now been designated the Mawddach Trail, an 8-mile cycle path running from Dolgellau to Morfa Mawddach, at the south side of the Barmouth railway bridge. It is managed by the Snowdonia National Park Authority as a leisure route for walkers and cyclists and is part of the Sustrans Cross-Wales Cycling Route.
The estuary of the Mawddach was a great centre of ship building in the 18th century and probably for some centuries before. There is no evidence remaining of this activity in the estuary today.
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Recognize that there are people in this world that do not care how big your heart is.
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There are people you forget to remember and people you have to remind yourself to forget.
You find someone who takes the thunder, strikes you with lightning, and feel tsunamis on their lips as they cause an earthquake in your soul.
You hear their laughter in your dream and wonder if this is it.
But soon, you see their face in your nightmares and they’ll haunt you when you’re awake too. They start to play games of hide-and-seek, but when they leave they are gone, and nowhere to be found.
Still, you continue to search for their smile, their eyes, and their touch in these streets, in this town, in this city - and whoever else you meet, you continue to search for them in strangers.
Asistente: Diego Urrea.
Agradecimientos por locación: Alejandro Pérez.
Fotos del fondo: También mías. Diana Sandoval :)
Photos at the background also are mine :)
The Grade II* Listed Pont Abermaw (Barmouth Viaduct) a single-track wooden railway viaduct which carries the Cambrian Line across the estuary of the Afon Mawddach near Barmouth, Wales.
The longest timber viaduct in Wales, and one of the oldest in regular use in Britain, Barmouth Bridge was designed by and constructed for the Aberystwyth and Welsh Coast Railway on its line between Aberystwyth and Pwllheli. Work was authorised in 1861, commenced in 1864 and opened in 1867.
Following the discovery of severe corrosion on underwater sections of ironwork, an intensive restoration programme was performed between December 1899 and late 1902. By 1980, the viaduct was under attack by marine woodworm, which led to concerns that it would have to be closed and demolished. Because of its value to tourism, it was repaired between 1985 and 1986, a closure of six months; a weight restriction and ban on locomotive-hauled trains were also introduced. These restrictions have been relaxed since 2005.
The viaduct, between Morfa Mawddach and Barmouth stations in Gwynedd, is used by rail, cyclists and pedestrians and is part of the National Cycle Route 8. Tolls were collected for foot and cycle traffic up to 2013 but this has been voluntary since 2017. To allow the passage of tall ships, the bridge incorporated a drawbridge, which was replaced between 1899 and 1902 by a swing bridge, which is no longer operational due to a lack of use.
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And maybe we're all just looking for someone who cares enough to try. Someone who has never had the best memory, but remembers the little things about you. Someone who has always been a little shy, but opens up to you. Someone who has never been good at keeping a conversation going, but can't shut up around you. Someone who hates driving on the highway, but spends hours on it to get to you. We're not hoping to change them, no. We're just hoping to matter enough to them.
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My God, I missed you. I missed you to the point where I settled for other people i hoped would take your place. They never did. But I kept them around, and I let them take me to the places I wish I could have went with you. We would arrive at our destination and I'd still be thinking about where you were.
Barmouth in Gwynedd, North Wales.
It lies on the estuary of the River Mawddach and Cardigan Bay and is located in the Historic county of Merionethshire. The Welsh form of the name is derived from "Aber" (estuary) and the river's name, "Mawddach".
The town grew around the shipbuilding industry, and more recently as a seaside resort. Notable buildings include the medieval Tŷ Gwyn tower house, the 19th century Tŷ Crwn roundhouse prison and St John's Church.
William Wordsworth, a visitor to Barmouth in the 19th century, described it thus: "With a fine sea view in front, the mountains behind, the glorious estuary running eight miles inland, and Cadair Idris within compass of a day's walk, Barmouth can always hold its own against any rival."
Dinas Oleu (Citadel of Light), which is located east of the town on the adjoining hillside, was the first tract of land to be donated to the National Trust.
13/52.
That’s how it works. People leave, things end, we break, and eventually-eventually, we all die. I think that if I prepare myself for what’s to come, I won’t be surprised when it does happen.
You can never prepare yourself for tragedy. Just because you know how it’s going to play out, doesn’t mean you know how it will feel when it does. We, humans, are never ready no matter how many times we tell ourselves we are.
The estuary of the 28-mile Afon Mawddach (River Mawddach) which runs alongside the town of Barmouth, in Gwynedd, North Wales.
The Mawddach has been the site of significant industrialisation and land management. Gold mining and subsequently gold panning have had major impacts but forestry, the preparation of animal skins, the storage of old munitions and the use of hillsides as artillery ranges have all added to the legacy of pollution.
The river is also very flashy - prone to very rapid rise and fall in level depending on rainfall. Rainfall can also be very heavy, and it falls on very base-poor soils leading to episodes of strongly depressed hydrogen. Despite this, the river sustains an important salmon and trout fishery and the countryside through which it flows is some of the most spectacular and scenic in the UK.
The southern bank of the Mawddach estuary, along which used to run a section of the GWR branch line from Ruabon to Barmouth, has now been designated the Mawddach Trail, an 8-mile cycle path running from Dolgellau to Morfa Mawddach, at the south side of the Barmouth railway bridge. It is managed by the Snowdonia National Park Authority as a leisure route for walkers and cyclists and is part of the Sustrans Cross-Wales Cycling Route.
The estuary of the Mawddach was a great centre of ship building in the 18th century and probably for some centuries before. There is no evidence remaining of this activity in the estuary today.
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14/52.
Don't be a ghost, don't hang around like smoke, don't leave your afterglow like cigarette stubs at the bottom of my backpack. Give me something more than an echo of your voice through the car stereo, give me good grammar and smooth syntax. I know it's gonna be boring at the bar without you there, and that it's gonna be different when I go to the diner, and I know we're all gonna notice you're gone now. Sail your great sea; write me sometime.
Y Tai Crynion yn Heol Graigyrhelfa, Glyn-taf, a godwyd gan William Price yn 1838 fel porth i amgueddfa gwerin a derwyddaeth arfaethedig a fyddai hefyd yn ysgol i'r tlodion. Ni wireddwyd y cynllun oherwydd prinder arian.
Ganed Price yn Nhy'nycoedcae, plwyf Rhydri, sir Fynwy, yn 1800. Cofir amdano fel llysieuwr a noethlymunwr, ac ’roedd yn un o arweinwyr y Siartwyr a'u hymdrechion i ennill hawliau i'r gweithwyr a chodi safonau byw. Yn dilyn methiant y Siartwyr ym 1839, ffoes i Ffrainc
Codwyd adeilad crwn mwy o lawer ar ben y bryn fel cartref i'r amgueddfa - pedwar llawr ac wedi ei fwriadu i fod yn wyth - ond gwaetha'r modd, fe'i chwalwyd tua 1950.
cy.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Price_(meddyg)
wbo.llgc.org.uk/cy/c3-PRIC-WIL-1800.html
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Savet e voe an tiez-ront-mañ evel porzh d'ur mirdi pobl ha drouiziezh a vefe ivez ur skol evit ar beorien, ur raktres diechu gant an Doktor William Price eus Llantrisant.
Bet ganet da dud dister o bed e kontelezh Mynwy, e teskas Price ar vicher mezeg e Londrez kent distreiñ da Gembre. Kemer a reas perzh en emsav ar Siartwyr (Chartists) dre ma krede e rankfe an holl kaout ar memes gwirioù. Pa c'hwitas an emsav-se e tec'has da Vro-C'hall. Dont a reas da grediñ ivez e oa-eñ tonket da zieubiñ Kembre diouzh renerezh ar Saozon.
Evel mezeg e nac'he Price ober war-dro ar re glañv ma ne baouzent ket a vutunat, erbediñ a rae an dud da chom hep gwiskañ loeroù, ha goude ma voe devet korf e vab marv gantañ war ar menez e oad deuet da zegemer an deviñ-korfoù gant al lezenn e Breizh-Veur.
Dre ziouer a arc'hant ne oa ket kaset raktres ar mirdi hag ar skol da benn. Un tour brasoc'h, bet savet gantañ war lein ar run, a voe diskaret e-tro 1950, siwazh.
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The Round Houses in Heol Graigyrhelfa, Glyntaff, by William Price, intended as the entrance to a folk museum and school for the poor. A taller tower on the hill which was also part of the plan, was sadly demolished c.1950.
As well as being a doctor, Price was a Chartist leader and an eccentric neo-Druid with strong opinions about many matters, including the equality of rights for all men, the need for Wales to be free from English rule, the benefits of vegetarianism and naturism, and the harm caused by smoking. His actions in burning the body of his deceased baby son led to the legalisation of cremation.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Price_(physician)
wbo.llgc.org.uk/en/s3-PRIC-WIL-1800.html
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Wedi ei ailolygu: 11/2016
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I heard boys outside my room toast to those words. I am locked up in here because my best friend and his friends decided it’s drinking night tonight. So, I’m stuck here listening to their tipsy-almost-drunk nothingness.
There’s a drunk boy on my bed. He’s drunk so he’s saying a lot of senseless things like “stay with me forever.” ; “I legit love you” ; “I want to hug you” and blah. But it’s just the alcohol in his blood and nothing he says tonight is real.
The boy is still on my bed and he is violent red. I lied down with him and he put his arm around me. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep despite a drunken body next to mine. We shared the same air as his face was inches from mine and I could smell the alcohol in his breath.
This boy put my hand on his chest and told me that his heart was beating fast. He intertwined his fingers with mine and kissed my cheek, my forehead, my nose. And I let him. In the morning, it will all be forgotten because in his drunken state, the alcohol will flood over his memories, his thoughts, his critical-thinking.
I fell asleep in his arms for a while and I felt secure and warm. And I thought in that moment, I fell in love with a drunk boy on my bed. But, then I realized that it was just the alcohol in his bloodstream. It rid him of all his common sense and sanity.
I hate alcohol.
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For every step he took towards them, he took two steps back. Every time he thought he’d made some sort of progress, that he’d finally gotten somewhat closer to them, they slipped away again, like a shadow, like the wind, like a ray of light, simply refusing to be captured.
So he decided to love them from afar.
Barmouth in Gwynedd, North Wales.
It lies on the estuary of the River Mawddach and Cardigan Bay and is located in the Historic county of Merionethshire. The Welsh form of the name is derived from "Aber" (estuary) and the river's name, "Mawddach".
The town grew around the shipbuilding industry, and more recently as a seaside resort. Notable buildings include the medieval Tŷ Gwyn tower house, the 19th century Tŷ Crwn roundhouse prison and St John's Church.
William Wordsworth, a visitor to Barmouth in the 19th century, described it thus: "With a fine sea view in front, the mountains behind, the glorious estuary running eight miles inland, and Cadair Idris within compass of a day's walk, Barmouth can always hold its own against any rival."
Dinas Oleu (Citadel of Light), which is located east of the town on the adjoining hillside, was the first tract of land to be donated to the National Trust.