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In Gangtok Sikkim India to teach a course on landscape planning & conservation for Indian Forestry Department a few days before the Pang Lhabsol festival. Pang Lhabsol a festival unique to Sikkim and is celebrated to offer gratitude to Mt Khanchendzonga, the Guardian Deity of Sikkim and to Yabdu, the Supreme Commander. As a result of the festival there was a lot of activity in the area - during a break in the training managed to visit a few monasteries - caught this shot of the modern world encroaching into this remote place - interesting!
At the rear of the services on the M6 Toll road. There is a path which climbs a knoll overlooking the service area and where people are encouraged to walk their dogs. As we passed through yesterday there was a digger on the mound putting in the foundation of a new monument to the air ambulance crews. Despite all the noise I took the path and was astonished to see these deer to the rear of the site where the new housing has been built. Although it was wonderful to see it is perhaps another indication of just how far we have encroached on wildlife habitat.
There was a time, a century and more ago when most of the land in Vermont and this part of neighboring New York was cleared for grazing and crops. Over time, farming dwindled, the forest encroached to reclaim its acreage. Now there’s a handsome mix of farm and forest with its own ecology and appeal.
Light texturing from Topaz
Perched in the open on the juniper tree branch, this Townsend's Solitaire's white eye ring is highly visible.
A number of these birds found an abundant supply of overwintering juniper berries at the park, and each individual had quickly established and defended its productive patch. It was entertaining to see that it would actively chase away other birds that tried to encroach on its territory.
Taken on: Jan 2022, Hermitage Park, Edmonton. Alberta.
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Lightroom 6.0
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Newport, Rhode Island gained a reputation as a playground for the rich and is home to some of the most impressive mansions from America's gilded age, but the area has always been home to a working maritime industry, as well, with a rich nautical history. Castle Hill Light is small at only 34', and far from opulent, but it performs its duty with the steadfast resolve of a New England waterman, regardless of the conditions.
Remotely located at the end of Ocean Drive, this granite guardian is an active navigation aid for all vessels entering the East Passage of Narragansett Bay between Conanicut Island (seen in the background) and Aquidneck Island.
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Dunes slowly moving east into the forest and mountains at Great Sand Dunes National Park and Preserve.
A blast from the past. Fangbang Road (方浜路) back in 2005 before all of this was redeveloped with modern highrise apartment blocks. An archive shot, re-edited with sepia tone and reposted.
These are the (as of 2005) undeveloped parts of Fangbang Road, from Henan South Road (河南南路) to South Tibet Road (西藏南路). In the background one can already see the modern highrise apartment buildings, slowly encroaching this historical area.
Fangbang Road is a narrow road in Huangpu District, in the northern half of the pre-colonialisation old Shanghai. The easternmost parts of the street in the vicinity of Yu Yuan are developed for tourism as "Shanghai Old Street" (上海老街).
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SL Pictures that touch us contest for May: Dance, Dance, Dance
Dancing in the tune of Lindsey Stirling's - Guardian
A Light exists in Spring
Not present on the Year
At any other period –
When March is scarcely here
A Color stands abroad
On Solitary Fields
That Science cannot overtake
But Human Nature feels.
It waits upon the Lawn,
It shows the furthest Tree
Upon the furthest Slope you know
It almost speaks to you.
Then as Horizons step
Or Noons report away
Without the Formula of sound
It passes and we stay –
A quality of loss
Affecting our Content
As Trade had suddenly encroached
Upon a Sacrament.
‘There is a light in spring that isn’t present the rest of the year. No sooner has March arrived than there is a distinctive colour on the horizon, on the distant hills, which can’t have its magic destroyed by science, but which we, as humans, feel. This light lingers on the lawn, and reveals to us trees that are far away on distant slopes; the light is so powerful it almost seems to speak to me. As time passes, this light silently passes away, leaving us behind. The loss of the light affects the level of contentedness we feel, much as trade or business, if it intruded on the religious sacrament, would rob it of some of its divinity.’ interestingliterature.com/2017/03/a-short-analysis-of-emi...
Smoke from a camp fire rather than mist I think...either way, it was making a beeline up the lake...
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Deadvlei is a white clay pan located near the more famous salt pan of Sossusvlei, inside the Namib-Naukluft Park in Namibia.
When the climate changed, drought hit the area, and sand dunes encroached on the pan, which blocked the river from the area.
The trees died, as there no longer was enough water to survive.
The remaining skeletons of the trees are now black because the intense sun has scorched them.
Though not petrified, the wood does not decompose because it is so dry.
Angkor Wat, translates as City of Temples, in Khmer dialect. Built in the 12th Century, this is widely seen as the largest religious temple complex in the world. Originally a Hindu temple it soon became established as a Buddhist temple, and although it was never abandoned, the surrounding man made moat system, helped preserve it from the encroaching jungle surround, for centuries.
Stepping back into reality again. My lovely neighbors are so tolerant of me and my camera encroaching into their territory. They get the best butterfly visitors.
This double-master rested serenely on her moorings under the cover of darkness and fog. Unable to make out more than a dim silhouette of the vessel through the thick fog and encroaching darkness, this image easily qualified as one of - it not the - most challenging images I've taken. Even so, it was a lot of fun working out the details while a few folks stood around wondering why on earth someone would aim a camera at something hidden in mist and night. Taken at Winchester Bay RV Resort. The vessel was moored in Salmon Harbor immediately across from where our motorcoach was parked.
The Old Jewish Cemetery in Prague is an amazing sight to behold due to its densely packed gravestones, with trees slowly encroaching on some of them.
The cemetery is one of the largest in Europe; the first burial in existence is 1439 and the latest is dated 1787. The variety of shapes and styles is enormous. The density of tombstones is explained by the fact that there are as many as twelve layers of burials, with tombstones from older burials raised to the surface each time.
The marine layer (also known as fog) threatened to engulf the coast. It adds a nice touch to this coastal image taken at the Mendocino Coast Botanical Garden in Fort Bragg. And yes, it did create heavy fog as the afternoon progressed.
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How far has time crept,
past these now dark shores?
A land once known,
eerily familiar yet gone from my mind.
Foaming at my feet, the tide rises,
To pave a path for the lurking beasts.
But, having wandered into this cold Winter,
I shall find my way once more.
It's time to get back to my journey on the Boneyard at Driftwood Beach on Jekyll Island, Georgia. I was the only person anywhere in sight on this cold Winter morning. The tide was high and I had never seen the water encroach so far up the shore. The sea foam was cold and somewhat like snow. Everything had been scattered and re-arranged since my last visit. A land truly unknown and waiting to be rediscovered. Wishing everyone a great day ahead and thanks for taking the time to visit along on this journey. Continuing the "Boneyard Journeys."
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For Rachel
Down by the seashore
My thoughts turn to you
Safely in your bed
Are you dreaming of me?
Like I do of you?
I watch as the sun slowly sets
Fresh sea air against my face
Power-lines overhead encroach
But nothing can spoil my view
or my love for you
- L. Magic
Taken @ Lost Lagoon
This is part of a short series dealing with the same concept and kind of place. Of the first, I wrote: There was a time, a century and more ago when most of the land in Vermont and this part of neighboring New York was cleared for grazing and crops. Over time, farming dwindled, the forest encroached to reclaim its acreage. Now there’s a handsome mix of farm and forest with its own ecology and appeal.
As the darkness encroaches the weapons of war is light, backed by color, do you see the colors?
Green is the color of a life that is new.
Gold is the color of the morning sun that shines so freely on everyone.
Blue is a heart sad and cold, that needs the morning light to warm the heart of stone.
Red is the color of the blood that flowed down the face of the one that loved us so.
Trestles on Tuesday. Hauling upgrade out of Anderson with today's cars off the CSX and NS interchanges. The next frames had a large truck encroaching the scene from the left.
South Fork Snoqualmie River, North Bend, Washington
Does light make a sound as it splashes into a flowing river and briefly transforms the green into drops of liquid gold?
This question popped into my head when I came around a bend near the end of my hike, as the sun was dropping behind the trees along the river bank, and this patch of beautiful light on the water caught my eye. Once thus captured, I was drawn into the moment as if enchanted. I stood in the one small spot where this magical scene was visible, as the light danced and the river sang.
And there I stayed while the water sparkled and shimmered, until it spoke in a fading voice with quiet promises of unwritten poems and unheard songs, and the gold slowly dissolved into the encroaching dusk.
A little dog with big thoughts, looking for any sign of wild turkeys encroaching on her territory on the other side of the pond.
Photo taken November 3, 2021
As tourism increases and population centers encroach, these beautiful geologic formations are slowly being degraded by some peoples' willingness to disregard the signage that explicitly states not to climb on the formations. There have been indications that tourism to this park may soon be regulated, because of the few people that can't temper the compulsion to climb upon and take pictures on the formations.
Aldbar chapel, is built into a small, steep slope, is set within a small graveyard situated in the secluded and heavily-wooded Den of Aldbar. A passageway was dug behind the building, presumably to keep the damp earth off the rear wall
The mortuary chapel is now in a ruinous state, and being encroached by vegetation and trees. The slated roof may completely collapse shortly, as the timbers appear rotten and unstable.
Description (exterior)
The medieval chapel had become very ruinous when it was rebuilt as a mortuary chapel in c1850. This was carried out by the Chalmers family and R W Billings, and apparently the 'exact dimensions' of the old chapel were used when the mortuary chapel was built, using as far as possible the existing stonework.
The chapel was built using mostly ashlar and tooled sandstone blocks. It is reported that a lot of original masonry was used in the rebuild into a mortuary chapel. The roof is slated, although now is in a state of collapse.
The east face of the chapel forms the frontage. A round-arched doorway gave entrance to the chapel. Alongside are two rectangular windows, their glass now gone. The south gable has two tall rectangular windows with thick mullions. Above is a small sub-triangular windows with simple tracery. At the gable head is a detailed heraldic or family panel. The north gable has a rose window near the gable head, but this is now hidden by vegetation.
There is documentary evidence of this chapel's existence in the 13th century. In 1433 it was granted to the College of Methven
Description (interior)
The interior of the chapel is now devoid of any fittings and furnishing. The structure of the roof timbers can be seen however, with a whale bone-style curved beam pinned together and supported on decorated stone corbels.
A number of Pictish stones and a cross, repositioned inside the chapel in the later 19th century, are now located in Brechin Cathedral
As we left camp before sunrise, we saw two hot air balloons rise above the desert as the sun rose. While I concentrated on photos of the sunrise, Ruby used my phone to take shots of the balloons. It took some work to rescue this photo; it scrubbed up well in the end thanks to the magic of Photoshop.
For those who are interested, an extract from this day's Journal.
"I was awake at 3 this morning and didn't get back to sleep. An early breakfast and on the road to Sousousvlei before sunrise. Along the way we saw two hot air balloons rise above the desert, way off in the distance. I so wanted to be on one of them; perhaps tomorrow, I thought.
We drove for about half an hour to a locked private gate that connected Kulala Game Reserve to Namib-Naukluft National Park . From there it was a short drive to a paved road connecting Sesriem to Deadvlei, beyond Deadvlei the road became tracks in the sand, all leading to Sousousvlei, a vast salt pan and waterhole at the foot of a massive red sand dune.
The road to Deadvlei was flanked by towering sand dunes that created a stunning landscape. This was an incredibly beautiful place, I had Ruby stop many times while I took photos of this amazing place. When we reached Deadvlei I declined to do the 3km return walk through sand dunes to see Deadvlei.
Deadvlei is a clay pan characterized by dark, dead camel thorn trees contrasted against the white pan floor. The pan was formed when the Tsauchab River flooded and the abundance of water allowed camel thorn trees to grow. Over time the climate changed and the sand dunes encroached on the pan, blocking the river from reaching the area. The trees are estimated to be around 900 years old, however they have not decomposed due to the dry climate.
I sensed some tension from Ruby at my decision to skip the walk to Deadvlei, but I had to make a realistic decision and knew such a walk through sand would not be possible for me. Advancing old age sometimes limits us and one needs to be realistic."
A hundred year old barn and a venerable white oak tree that was probably a sapling when Abe Lincoln was president, silently await their fate as victims of encroaching suburban sprawl.
Magic happens at sunset on the flood plains of Chobe Park. The animals can almost hide in the encroaching darkness, but there is always a hint of their presence.
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Where I live, as in many affluent countries the sight of people in numbers comes with cars in almost equal numbers. So natural, attractive places get squalid and polluted.
This is mostly why a small number of us have headed out in these early hours - to hear natural sounds; breathe air and get human space.
This weekend stretches of the sea road have been closed off to motorists. So most of these guys actually got to the sea under their own steam. A couple of months ago I was convinced I would never in my lifetime experience a reprieve from ever increasing and encroaching cars...
If this active approach caught on, I'm sure a bonus would be an increase in our apparently ever dwindling bird (hedgehog, etc) populations.
A view across Chesham to a 1960s housing estate. This housing estate in the north west part of town was the last time house building encroached into the green belt. All recent developments have been on brown field sites around the town.
Absolutely love trying to photograph Indigo Buntings, they are loud (always, always singing) and when two different males encroach on each other's territory sparks fly. This one was calling from a surprisingly low branch in the distance. I love the blue on green colour in this image.
You can climb up to a viewpoint that overlooks Moon Valley. The land is carpeted with pinnacles, densely packed into a relatively small area, urban development is encroaching on this impressive space, the city of La Paz is nearby. May be worth to have a look?
The little goldfinches can also get pretty feisty when someone encroaches on their space. They are packed with lots of energy for sure and especially when it comes to eating.
Wishing you a lovely and blessed evening !!
Kirkgate Lane runs between the villages of Appleton le moors and Spaunton with a branch to Lastingham in the North Yorkshire Moors National Park, England.
The sun was beginning to disappear as the dark clouds encroached and it rained just s I reached the car
The question usually is what is around the bend, well, this time it what is found behind me Located just to the north of the village of Appleton Le Moors on the western side of Kirkgate Lane is High Cross. All that remains is the large sandstone base and the remains of the shaft. Pastscape whose full description can be found Pastscape Monument No. 60186 surmise because of the large base the original cross may have stood some 3m high. It will have been a wayside cross marking the route to Lastingham where there has been a Christian place of worship ever since King Ethelwald of Deira founded a monastery there in 654AD.
The base and location is certainly not very photogenic
This cow was grazing outside our holiday house in the New Forest and was keen to get into the front garden - only a cattle grid stood in the way!
Like much of England, the site of the New Forest was once deciduous woodland, recolonised by birch and eventually beech and oak after the withdrawal of the ice sheets starting around 12,000 years ago. Some areas were cleared for cultivation from the Bronze Age onwards; the poor quality of the soil in the New Forest meant that the cleared areas turned into heathland "waste", which may have been used even then as grazing land for horses.
There was still a significant amount of woodland in this part of Britain, but this was gradually reduced, particularly towards the end of the Middle Iron Age around 250–100 BC, and most importantly the 12th and 13th centuries, and of this essentially all that remains today is the New Forest.
There are around 250 round barrows within its boundaries, and scattered boiling mounds, and it also includes about 150 scheduled ancient monuments. One such barrow in particular may represent the only known inhumation burial of the Early Iron Age and the only known Hallstatt culture burial in Britain; however, the acidity of the soil means that bone very rarely survives.
Following Anglo-Saxon settlement in Britain, according to Florence of Worcester (d. 1118), the area became the site of the Jutish kingdom of Ytene; this name was the genitive plural of Yt meaning "Jute", i.e. "of the Jutes". The Jutes were one of the early Anglo-Saxon tribal groups who colonised this area of southern Hampshire. The word ytene (or ettin) is also found locally as a synonym for giant, and features heavily in local folklore.
Following the Norman Conquest, the New Forest was proclaimed a royal forest, in about 1079, by William the Conqueror. It was used for royal hunts, mainly of deer. It was created at the expense of more than 20 small hamlets and isolated farmsteads; hence it was then 'new' as a single compact area.
The New Forest was first recorded as Nova Foresta in Domesday Book in 1086, where a section devoted to it is interpolated between lands of the king's thegns and the town of Southampton; it is the only forest that the book describes in detail. Twelfth-century chroniclers alleged that William had created the forest by evicting the inhabitants of 36 parishes, reducing a flourishing district to a wasteland; however, this account is thought dubious by most historians, as the poor soil in much of the area is believed to have been incapable of supporting large-scale agriculture, and significant areas appear to have always been uninhabited.
Two of William's sons died in the forest: Prince Richard sometime between 1069 and 1075, and King William II (William Rufus) in 1100. Local folklore asserted that this was punishment for the crimes committed by William when he created his New Forest; 17th-century writer Richard Blome provides exquisite detail:
In this County [Hantshire] is New-Forest, formerly called Ytene, being about 30 miles in compass; in which said tract William the Conqueror (for the making of the said Forest a harbour for Wild-beasts for his Game) caused 36 Parish Churches, with all the Houses thereto belonging, to be pulled down, and the poor Inhabitants left succourless of house or home. But this wicked act did not long go unpunished, for his Sons felt the smart thereof; Richard being blasted with a pestilent Air; Rufus shot through with an Arrow; and Henry his Grand-child, by Robert his eldest son, as he pursued his Game, was hanged among the boughs, and so dyed. This Forest at present affordeth great variety of Game, where his Majesty oft-times withdraws himself for his divertisement.
The reputed spot of Rufus's death is marked with a stone known as the Rufus Stone. John White, Bishop of Winchester, said of the forest:
From God and Saint King Rufus did Churches take, From Citizens town-court, and mercate place, From Farmer lands: New Forrest for to make, In Beaulew tract, where whiles the King in chase Pursues the hart, just vengeance comes apace, And King pursues. Tirrell him seing not, Unwares him flew with dint of arrow shot.
The common rights were confirmed by statute in 1698. The New Forest became a source of timber for the Royal Navy, and plantations were created in the 18th century for this purpose. In the Great Storm of 1703, about 4000 oak trees were lost.
The naval plantations encroached on the rights of the Commoners, but the Forest gained new protection under the New Forest Act 1877, which confirmed the historic rights of the Commoners and entrenched that the total of enclosures was henceforth not to exceed 65 km2 (25 sq mi) at any time. It also reconstituted the Court of Verderers as representatives of the Commoners (rather than the Crown).
As of 2005, roughly 90% of the New Forest is still owned by the Crown. The Crown lands have been managed by the Forestry Commission since 1923 and most of the Crown lands now fall inside the new National Park.
Felling of broadleaved trees, and their replacement by conifers, began during the First World War to meet the wartime demand for wood. Further encroachments were made during the Second World War. This process is today being reversed in places, with some plantations being returned to heathland or broadleaved woodland. Rhododendron remains a problem.
During the Second World War, an area of the forest, Ashley Range, was used as a bombing range. During 1941-1945, the Beaulieu, Hampshire Estate of Lord Montagu in the New Forest was the site of group B finishing schools for agents[18] operated by the Special Operations Executive (SOE) between 1941 and 1945. (One of the trainers was Kim Philby who was later found to be part of a spy ring passing information to the Soviets.) In 2005, a special exhibition was mounted at the Estate, with a video showing photographs from that era as well as voice recordings of former SOE trainers and agents.
Further New Forest Acts followed in 1949, 1964 and 1970. The New Forest became a Site of Special Scientific Interest in 1971, and was granted special status as the New Forest Heritage Area in 1985, with additional planning controls added in 1992. The New Forest was proposed as a UNESCO World Heritage Site in June 1999, and it became a National Park in 2005.
For further information please visit en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_Forest and www.thenewforest.co.uk/
Sossusvlei. Namíbia
Close to Sossusvlei, Deadvlei is a clay pan characterized by dark, dead camel thorn trees contrasted against the white pan floor. The pan was formed when the Tsauchab River flooded and the abundance of water allowed camel thorn trees to grow. However, the climate changed and the sand dunes encroached on the pan, blocking the river from reaching the area. The trees are estimated to be approximately 900 years old, however they have not decomposed due to the dry climate.
Text from: www.sossusvlei.org/attractions/deadvlei/
I'm working in the back field. it's pretty much jungly like this with field grass in between the planting areas.
this is the first backyard, i.e. the one in front of the back field.
I wanted to get a picture before Leon cuts everything down because the garden is wild and encroaching on us.
I like it wild.
bear in mind that there was nothing here when we moved in a little over 19 years ago. no landscaping. no fences. 350 plants in pots came with us.
and we brought up with us 4 dogs and 4 cats.
life was interesting until we got the fences in.
we've settled now into a different kind of interesting. : )
NO MORE WARS.
NO MORE SHOOTINGS/KILLINGS.