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Ramona Falls softly showers the rocky surface of its cliff, cascading and caressing the surfaces in the lifeblood of the world.
A long exposure, landscape image of creels stacked up on Portknockie harbour in Morayshire, Scotland, at sunset.
The bustling Dubai Creek has been the lifeblood of locals for generations, as the favoured site for early settlers and where the city’s first port and pearling industry thrived. Today, it is still a lively spot, continuing to attract visitors year-round. For just AED1 (US$0.27), you can hop aboard one of many traditional ferry boats, known as abras, to cross the creek that separates Bur Dubai from Deira, Dubai’s city centre; the journey is one of the most affordable yet authentic experiences in the city.(www.visitdubai.com)
I was a highwayman
Along the coach roads I did ride
With sword and pistol by my side
Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade
Many a soldier shed his lifeblood on my blade
The bastards hung me in the spring of '25
But I am still alive
The Rialto Bridge is the oldest and most famous of the four bridges spanning the Grand Canal. Boat traffic is the lifeblood of Venice moving both people and goods
The next set of photos are from Venice in April - Venice is one of the most photographed cities in the world and trying to be original is difficult. My approach was to shoot people free and 100% between 2-6 AM to give a unique perspective of this ancient and visually spectacular city.
Thank you to all who view my work and to those who have commented on my condition, I am deeply touched. I retired five years ago and moved to Savannah from New York City. I am no longer capable of taking on assignments and get very moody about it because of my chronic pain. But in the end its my photography that matters to me. To be able to photograph is my lifeblood, and I will continue the best I can. - Thank you all for your faves and comments.
Mekong River Phnom Penh, Cambodia. The world's twelfth longest river, the Mekong's length is 4350km (2,700 miles). From a source in the Tibetan Plateau the Mekong flows through China, Myanmar, Thailand, Laos, Cambodia and Vietnam. Just as the Nile is to Egypt and the Yangtze is to China, the Mekong River is the very heart and soul of Southeast Asia.
Howe Sound is a Fjord not a lake.
The fjord, a deep, narrow sea inlet flanked by high cliffs, is a testament to this glacial legacy. Turquoise waters, most vibrant in the spring and fall, are fed by the Squamish River and flow into the Pacific [Ocean] via the Strait of Georgia. This waterway is the land’s lifeblood, supporting a diverse marine and terrestrial ecosystem that teems with life. Google
Porteau Cove Provincial Marine Park, BC, Canada
A glimpse of Bordeaux from the Garonne River. On the right side of the photo, you can see the famous Cité du Vin, a wine museum. “Whether you’re arriving by boat, car or tramway from the Bordeaux train station, you’ll gape at the bold landmark on the banks of the Garonne. Designed by Paris-based XTU Architects to resemble “the swirl in a wine glass,” the shimmering aluminum-clad structure also recalls the currents of the river that’s been the lifeblood of Bordeaux for millennia.”
This was taken on what was to prove to be one of our last visits to Cornwall - at least for some time.
Portwrinkle is a former fishing village on the south-east Cornish coast in Whitsand Bay. The harbour dates back to the 1600s when pilchard fishing was a major industry in Cornwall and provided the lifeblood of the county. Wooden barrels of the salted fish were exported to as far as the Mediterranean. The pilchard industry eventually declined and by the middle of the 20th century it had virtually collapsed due to over-fishing and foreign competition.
The harbour is now mainly silted up although it is still used by the occasional small boat or canoe. Pilchard fishing has made a come back in recent years, though not from Portwrinkle. Pilchards are now known as Cornish sardines.
In the 1880s the upper Snoqualmie Valley around Fall City, Washington the growing of hops for brewing beer was the mainstay of the Valley’s economy. In about 1888, George Davis Rutherford built this 20 foot square hop drying shed on his 1500 acre hop farm along the Snoqualmie River. The vented cupola created a draw for the heat generated by stoves used to dry the hops before shipping. Hops grown on Rutherfords and other nearby farms were loaded on ferries at the Falls City Landing and taken downriver to Seattle. From there the hops were shipped to San Francisco, England and Germany. In the early 1900s an aphid infestation along with the high cost of supplies and low prices led to the demise of the hop industry. Timber and dairy farming soon replaced it as the Valley’s economic lifeblood.This shed is the last remnant of the once thriving industry. The building was moved to its present location in 1904, and converted for use as a storage shed. The Fall City Hop Shed Foundation has been instrumental in preservation of the shed, and in 1966 supervised its restoration. The Shed sits in the Fall City Community Park.
New Hampshire Northcoast engineer Cory Fothergill expertly guides his trio of engines up the 2.5% grade out of the Ossipee Pit, and up to the small yard, where they will tie on to the other half of their train. Both of the NHN's spotless GP38-2s are bracketing their former Rock Island GP18, and will get a good workout later in the afternoon bringing a thirty-nine car train south to Dover, New Hampshire. Just above the train is the top of one of the sand piles in the pit, the lifeblood of the New Hampshire Northcoast, which primarily exists to move said sand from here to Boston Sand & Gravel, in Boston, Massachusetts.
The backwaters of Kerala are the lifeblood of the people that live in the area. All life is here. These images demonstrate some of the activities we saw during our cruise.
Here, a jackdaw makes sure that things are done right.
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Lyrics:
I was a highwayman
Along the coach roads I did ride
With sword and pistol by my side
Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade
Many a soldier shed his lifeblood on my blade
The bastards hung me in the spring of '25
But I am still alive
I was a sailor
I was born upon the tide
With the sea I did abide
I sailed a schooner 'round the Horn to Mexico
I went aloft to furl the mainsail in a blow
And when the yards broke off they said that I got killed
But I am living still
I was a dam builder
Across the river deep and wide
Where steel and water did collide
A place called Boulder on the wild Colorado
I slipped and fell into the wet concrete below
They buried me in that great tomb that knows no sound
But I am still around
I'll always be around, and around and around
And around and around and around and around
I'll fly a starship
Across the Universe divide
And when I reach the other side
I'll find a place to rest my spirit if I can
Perhaps I may become a highwayman again
Or I may simply be a single drop of rain
But I will remain
And I'll come back again, and again
And again and again and again and again
And again
No matter the season, hiking the Buttermilk Trail is always a treat. In spring, it really comes alive with wild flowers gracing every hillside and crevice. Yet, despite the season, there is always the river.
"The River" is the lifeblood of Nevada County, providing recreation, artistic inspiration, and spiritual sustenance to us residents. It flows steadily through the seasons, sometimes with fury, but mostly with grace. Regardless of one's political stripe, it is the one thing we all agree on. It brings us together--it is what makes us special.
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Portwrinkle is a former fishing village on the south-east Cornish coast in Whitsand Bay. The harbour dates back to the 1600s when pilchard fishing was a major industry in Cornwall and provided the lifeblood of the county. Wooden barrels of the salted fish were exported to as far as the Mediterranean. The pilchard industry eventually declined and by the middle of the 20th century it had virtually collapsed due to over-fishing and foreign competition. The harbour is now mainly silted up although it is still used by the occasional small boat or canoe. Pilchard fishing has made a come back in recent years, though not from Portwrinkle. Pilchards are now known as Cornish sardines.
There is an interesting history of pilchard fishing at www.cornwallgoodseafoodguide.org.uk/cornish-fishing/histo....
Howe Sound is a Fjord.
The fjord, a deep, narrow sea inlet flanked by high cliffs, is a testament to this glacial legacy. Turquoise waters, most vibrant in the spring and fall, are fed by the Squamish River and flow into the Pacific [Ocean] via the Strait of Georgia. This waterway is the land’s lifeblood, supporting a diverse marine and terrestrial ecosystem that teems with life. Google
Captured from Porteau Cove Provincial Marine Park
Hurley, Wisconsin/Ironwood, Michigan border
"A river is water is its loveliest form; rivers have life and sound and movement and infinity of variation, rivers are veins of the earth through which the lifeblood returns to the heart."
– Roderick Haig-Brown
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The lifeblood of so much of our planet. Mountains gather nourishment and store it for the melting as our earth tilts again for another season. These mountains in Nepal are unlike anything on the planet, scale is completely lost here. It's hard to fathom what 8,000 meters looks like standing before you until you see it with your own eyes. Mid-day photography becomes the only real possibility if you want light on your subject because these massive mountains block all light, even at 5-6,000 meters at the mountain passes.
is its loveliest form; rivers have life and sound and movement and infinity of variation, rivers are veins of the earth through which the lifeblood returns to the heart. ~ Roderick Haig-Brown
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Comincio oggi la pubblicazione del mio nuovo progetto, "Le Linfe Vitali", il terzo progetto surrealista dopo le "Porte e Finestre dell'Utopia" e "Le Volte Celesti", il mio mondo è ancora popolato di cieli improbabili :D
Spero possa piacervi anche questo lavoro :)
Insieme a questa serie, pubblicherò un progetto parallelo, legato al mondo concreto e reale, e altri ritratti...
Spero davvero vi piacciano :)
It's been two years since they were all together on InSilico. During a chance event they all came out of the woodwork and assembled for a group shot to commemorate the occasion.
This is one of the finest group of role players I've ever known. They kindled my love for cyberpunk and were the lifeblood of InSilico. Thank you all for the experience.
Pictured: Cara Salim, Nedrasi, Richard Hughes, Coraline Sirius, Adam Caine, and Tavros Nitram
Not Pictured: Eve Dimitriaski and Star Raven
Stora Hamnkanalen (Great Harbor Canal) was Gothenburg harbor for over 200 years. It began to be dug away at the city's foundation, according to the Dutch model, and with the Dutch labor management. The work was 1620-1622, when the port was opened. Around the Great Harbor Canal seethed with life, it was the city's lifeblood. Here were loaded and unloaded the boats, this was conducted lively open-air market on the main square next to the (now Gustav Adolf Square).
An iron gold ore mining cart in Grass Valley on a mine railway both preserved from the local goldmines that the town of Grass Valley grew around Gold Hill where gold was discovered in 1850 during the Gold Rush of California. It was the lifeblood of this gold rush town thus gold mining artifacts abound in and around the city Grass Valley. - [ ] #developportdev @gothamtomato @developphotonewsletter @panasonic #excellent_america #panasoniclumix @bheventspace @bhphoto @adorama @tamracphoto @tiffencompany #usaprimeshot #microfourthirds @nevadacountyca @cityofgrassvalley
On the MRL's 5th Sub, a ballast pit at Pipestone is the final industry. Traffic at Three Forks, Sappington and Harrison keep the northern end very busy, with the local making the long trip to Whitehall once a week as well. In the warm months, ballast trains are the lifeblood of the 5th Sub. On busy weeks, the loading crew might see 4 or 5 ballast trains. Owned by Washington Companies, this pit supplies all the ballast the MRL uses, both chips and road ballast, as well as large amounts for the BNSF. Once the Northern Pacific's famed Homestake Pass route, known for the North Coast Limited and its many trestles and sheer cliffs, now sees ballast trains as its furthest occupants. It's quite an impressive operation stuck in the middle of nowhere! It is interesting to see SD70ACe's operating on a line which will still turn up chipped NP china and relics from time to time.
Last week Evergreen Packaging announced that they would be abruptly closing the Canton, North Carolina paper mill. The mill employs 1,100 employees and is the lifeblood of the region, and WATCOs Blue Ridge Sothern Railroad. With this announcement the future of railroading as a whole in this part of western North Carolina has grown even darker. In the last years Norfolk Southern has basically given up the former Southern S line as a through route, with Asheville only served by a single local train to bring cars to the BRSR and other local industries. With the closing of the paper mill the BRSR will be left with just a few smaller customers west of Canton and alot of expensive to maintain track. It quite an open question now if long term some of these lines will even survive, or have a future of rust like Saluda. On a bright January day in 2016 all was right in Canton as the road power crosses the Pigeon River bridge while building their outbound train.
A view of the raw and otherworldly landscape near the Lagunas Altiplánicas in the heart of the Chilean Atacama Desert. At over 4,000 meters (13,000 feet) above sea level, the terrain is a testament to nature's extremes.
In the foreground, the floor of a dry salt pan (salar) has fractured into intricate polygonal patterns. These are desiccation cracks, formed as the mineral-rich ground dries under the intense sun, leaving behind a crust of salt efflorescence that gleams white against the iron-rich, reddish earth.
In the distance, the majestic, snow-dusted peaks of the Andes rise sharply against an impossibly deep blue sky. The prominent conical peak is a classic stratovolcano, a reminder of the region's powerful geological forces. The snow, a stark contrast to the arid plain below, is the lifeblood of this high-altitude ecosystem, its meltwater feeding the hidden lagoons that give this area its name. This is a place of profound silence, stark beauty, and geological wonder.
Stora Hamnkanalen (Great Harbor Canal) was Gothenburg harbor for over 200 years. It began to be dug away at the city's foundation, according to the Dutch model, and with the Dutch labor management. The work was 1620-1622, when the port was opened. Around the Great Harbor Canal seethed with life, it was the city's lifeblood. Here were loaded and unloaded the boats, this was conducted lively open-air market on the main square next to the (now Gustav Adolf Square).
The lifeblood of the NSW outback, beautiful reflections along the Darling River belies the truth of a stagnant dying river. The result of both long term upstream drought and controversial water use policies, the Darling stopped flowing earler this year south of Wilcannia and the once great Menindee Lakes dried up. Like sentinels from another age, the ancient Red River gums that line the banks are in many cases over 800 years old. Paroo-Darling National Park, Outback New South Wales, Australia.
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Thundering up the grade near Garlock, the local has 60 cars for the Trona Railway at Searles. Utilizing the old SP Jawbone Branch (now the Lone Pine Sub), this train is the lifeblood of the Searles Valley, delivering and picking up everything Searles Valley Minerals needs to keep running.
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The mists swirl like silken scarves around the peaks of the Buddha Garden, clinging to the ancient stone and painting the air with a cool, ethereal light. Water, the lifeblood of this sanctuary, cascades down moss-covered cliffs, a symphony of sound that resonated through the emerald canopy.
A gentle breeze carries the scent of pine and damp earth, mingled with the faint, almost forgotten aroma of incense from a distant shrine. The air hummed with a quiet energy, a palpable sense of reverence that permeated every leaf, every stone, every drop of water.
Here, in the Buddha Garden, one could almost believe in the whispers of the wind, the secrets of the stone, and the unwavering promise of tranquility that echoes through the ages.
Jacume, Mexico as viewed by my Telephoto Lens from the the United States Side of The Border Fence. Jacume use to be a thriving town before the fence was erected, unfortunately for most residents the nearby town on the other side of the fence was the lifeblood of the town. The fence cut them off from family and livelihood . Recently Wind Farms have made their way to the area, hopefully bringing some money to the area.
This is a Murano glass perfume bottle with its stopper. Although I would love to say that I bought it in Murano - because I have been there - the truth is that I found it in a local shop a couple of years ago. :)
For this week's Smile on Saturday group theme, Portray a Book Title. The novel I chose is 'The Glassblower of Murano' by Marina Fiorato. Here's a brief synopsis of the story from the GoodReads website:
Venice, 1681. Glassblowing is the lifeblood of the Republic, and Venetian mirrors are more precious than gold. Jealously guarded by the murderous Council of Ten, the glassblowers of Murano are virtually imprisoned on their island in the lagoon. But the greatest of the artists, Corradino Manin, sells his methods and his soul to the Sun King, Louis XIV of France, to protect his secret daughter. In the present day his descendant, Leonora Manin, leaves an unhappy life in London to begin a new one as a glassblower in Venice. As she finds new life and love in her adoptive city, her fate becomes inextricably linked with that of her ancestor and the treacherous secrets of his life begin to come to light.