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Hochwasser auf der Rheinaue Zonser Grind (Dormagen), Pappeln halten die feuchten Wurzeln gut aus
Dormagen Zons, Germany, floodwater plain of the river Rhine, poplars know how to cope with that.
December 2023
An empty CSX grain train grinds upgrade at Afton, Virginia along the Buckingham Branch Railroad bound for Clifton Forge and points West
Das Monatsthema unserer Fotogruppe lautet "Insekten".
Um Fotos von Insekten zu machen bin ich mit dem Fahrrad in die Rheinauen, das Zonser Grind, gefahren.
Leider habe ich keine Insekten gefunden, die ich fotografieren konnte.
Die einzigsten Insekten, die mir begegneten waren sehr klein, summten und haben mich angegriffen. Ein paar größere Insekten hatte ich zwischen den Zähnen hängen, was mich als freundlichen, lächelnden Radfahrer outete. 😋
Dienstag der 12.Januar 2021
Ein Spaziergang durch die Rheinauen des Zonser Grind. Nach zweieinhalb Stunden Fußweg ging die Sonne unter und es wurde Feuchtkalt.
A walk through the Rhine meadows of the Zonser Grind. After two and a half hours of walking, the sun went down and it got damp and cold.
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grind, Grind, GRIND!
Uhmm, could you please make a grumpy face? The "daily grind" is about the daily chores you don't like, but just have to do. Something like...
coffee, Coffee, COFFEE!!!1
I thougfht more along the lines of "work, work, work..."
Yeah, and where do you drink your coffee?! work, Work WORK!
You are crazy!
No, just a coffee addict!
Toy Project Day 2312
With conditions being rather grey and murky, I decided to concentrate on the waterfalls in Grindsbrook Clough rather than head up to Kinder and 0 visibility.
These coffee granules are being fed into the coffee grinder for Gulliver by a Lilliputian Barista.
The scene is 38 mm from the Barista's elbow to the handle of the wheelbarrow.
Macro Mondays, theme # Granules
It was one of those golden late mornings where the sun wasn’t just shining it was flattering. Yazerine, feeling herself in her brand new “GIMMIE DAT” set from Catarsis, slid into the driver’s seat, keys in hand and edges laid to perfection. Her mood was set: a quick drive, good coffee, and hopefully a little treat or two...
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Espresso bar in Soho, London. Apparently there's a cocktail bar in the basement if coffee's not your thing.
An empty grain train emerges from Jarrett's Tunnel deep in the mountains between Old Fort and Asheville, NC on the 'Southern Loops'. Through trains were removed from this route in May of 2020, in favor of longer but less-mountainous routings. However in the last 3 months or so once a blue moon Norfolk Southern will send a "mainline train" up the loops to Asheville and on to Knoxville. Something once done many times per day is now done, at best, a few times per month.
I've been looking for good light to photograph this in.
Carri Sosa, you're a jerk.
Bodie State Historic Park, California.
A northbound freight grinds up the grade at Nobleford, bound for Calgary. The two GE's are in notch 8 and have their work cut out for them, as the trailing SD60 is dead and isolated, after failing on the previous day's Coutts Local.
A UP manifest grinds up the western side of the Tehachapi Mountains and into the setting sun between Caliente and Bealville.
There are many little waterfalls on the brook in Grindsbrook Clough above Edale in the Peak District.
Canadian Pacific;s train 277, grinds out of Watertown as the sizzling summer sun slowly recedes into the western sky.
In the dark old mill, sunlight gently filters in and bathes these old grinding mill tables in its warm light.
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In the grind ...
Poema dedicado ao meu primo Paulo, que gosta das minhas fotos, e eu gosto dele.
Hoje eu faço parte do sistema
e eu nao escrevo nada, nem uma peça,
nem vou ao cinema.
Passem me no rolo compressor,
sinto esmagado com o peso do mundo,
talvez tao opressor.
Preciso de sangue
de uma nova peça
de um pouco mais de amor.
Amassem meu cerebro
como um relógio distorcido de Salvador,
ondulem uma tela plana.
Hoje
Preciso
que amassem
meu cérebro,
com um rolo compressor
ou com o rolo de fazer pastel de minha vó
Sinto o peso do mundo, tao imundo
e queria passar o meu lixo para o cosmos
mas felizmente, sinto. (Graças a Deus eu sinto, e vc?)
Sinto muito, preciso sair pro mundo
ver o sol lindo la fora
e o sistema, tao compressor
existira somente quando eu nao acreditar mais,
que o ser humano ainda tem um pouco de pudor
que o sangue que suja a rua
a puta que trabalha, sobrevive e sustenta os seus amores,
liberte meus preconceitos e os seus,
Que eu veja na tela distorcida e plana,
um quadro, uma foto, um algo sobrenatural e belo,
que mude do real, pra fantasia,
e faça o mundo belo, e nao pintado
de suco esmagado de cor de uva.
Eu preciso de um plano.
Me. Aqui. num lindo dia la fora de 2023