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Jökulsárlón (literally "glacial river lagoon") is a large glacial lagoon in southeast Iceland, on the borders of Vatnajökull National Park. Situated at the head of Breiðamerkurjökull, it evolved into a lagoon after the glacier started receding from the edge of the Atlantic Ocean. The lake has grown since then at varying rates because of melting of the Icelandic glaciers. The lagoon now stands 1.5 kilometres (0.93 mi) away from the ocean's edge and covers an area of about 18 km2 (6.9 sq mi). It recently became the deepest lake in Iceland at over 248 metres (814 ft) depth as glacial retreat extended its boundaries.[1] The size of the lagoon has increased fourfold since the 1970s.[2][3][4][5] It is considered as one of the natural wonders of Iceland.
The lagoon can be seen along Route 1 between Höfn and Skaftafell. It presents a picturesque parade termed as “A ghostly procession of luminous blue ice-bergs through the 17 km2 (6.6 sq mi) (18 km2 (6.9 sq mi) as reported in other sources) Jokulsarlon Lagoon”.[3]
Of course...
Gotham News reports multiples homicides, all involving bite marks and scratches on an Arkham Asylum security guard and multiple other citizens, and Manbat's cell just so happens to be in pieces and empty.
I knew it wouldn't be long until he broke out, but i expected it to be longer than a week. Oh well, that's Arkham. No time, for that right now, though. Alfred says i need to get out of the house. Says people are starting to worry that something's happened to me. He's not wrong. It has been a while since I've been in public. Alot longer than the usual amount of time that people mourn a death. But i haven't been mourning...I've been seeking vengeance. Joker's going to pay for his crimes against Gotham, and against me. Oh right, gotta smile for the cameras.
When i get outside, the flashes are almost blinding. So many of them all at once. Alfred holds them back to the best of his ability as i walk to the Black Bentley that's waiting in the driveway. The chauffeur starts driving once i get situated.
After a couple minutes, when we are driving through a wooded area, the car slows down to a stop and three guys get in the car.
"What are you you doing?! Who are you guys?"
"Shut up," one guy says.
And before i know it, i get sprayed with something...crap...it's c-it's chloro--chlorof.....
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I wake up in complete darkness, when a bright screen lights up in front of my face, about 20 feet or so away. I can now see that I'm in a giant concrete box, sitting in a metal chair, with my hands locked to the arms by metal cuffs. And then i realize that I'm in an electric chair.
On the screen, i see a man in a white smiley face mask with spiked shoulder plates and tech body armor. I can only see that far down. And then i notice the symbol on his chest. A cracked red skull. Anarky.
//"Hello Mr. Grayson. Or should say Nightwing?"//
"What do you want Anarky? I don't have time for this."
//"Aw, no time for me? That hurt my feelings. You need to be taught a lesson about manners!"// Suddenly i begin to feel extreme volts of electricity shocking me. The pain is unbearable.
"AAAAAGGGHHHH!!!"
//"Now, have we learned some manners?"//
"..."
//"HAVE WE learned some manners, Mr. Grayson?"//
"Yes, sir."
//"Good. Now I'm going to tell you where you need to go, and you-"//
"If you think I'm going to listen to a word you say, then-"
//"I WAS TALKING!"//
There's that shock again. "AAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!!!"
//"As i was saying, I am going to tell you where i want you to go and you will go there."//
"And why the heck would i do that?"
//"Because i left you a little...present there. *chuckles* The location of your gift is Gotham Bank. You better get there fast because there isnt much time before someone else gets it!"//
*Video turns to static*
Suddenly, the cuffs unlock and I can get up from the chair. Just then, a piece of the floor opens up in the far left corner of the room and a metal latter rises to the ceiling, leading to a manhole cover. I climb out of the room and find myself in the middle of a street. The bank is two blocks away. Great. So, i run the whole two blocks to Gotham Bank.
When i walk up to the doors, i start hearing screaming. Not just one person, lots of people. But then i hear a sound that's out of the ordinary. Almost like a giant...bat. Then i realize, someone else got my present.
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~FANTXTIK
In 1965, RCAHMS* reported that "According to local information there was a causeway from the island to the eastern shore, but apart from a few boulders near the shore no further trace could be seen", however an earlier report stated "To the SE of the island, heading to the land, is a well-preserved causeway, less than 1m wide and 30-50cm under the present water level." The photo above settles the matter (as does the 1:25k Ordnance Survey map). A causeway, almost entirely under water, can clearly be seen running towards the bottom left corner.
Whether it was always under water is hard to say. It is certainly possible that the outlet has been partially blocked since, either by the hand-of-man or naturally. We are so close to sea level here and the water generally moves so slowly in consequence, that it is hard to imagine it happening naturally. Most, although not all of the causeways I saw in the outer isles were above water, however Nigel Tranter always maintained (in his novels) that causeways were often built crooked and under water, to confound enemies!
*Royal Commission on the Ancient and Historical Monuments of Scotland - now known as 'Canmore'.
Weather report called for some cloud coverage so brought the gear to work. Met up with Adam who had the same idea of capturing the bridge. It's been over a year since I shot from this spot so it was nice having the chance to return. With no other photographers in sight we had the entire area to ourselves. Water was very still with no boats steaming through. The thick clouds didn't look too promising at first, but with a large break towards the sunset there was more potential then expected. As I was capturing this shot I had no idea the sunset glow was slowly spreading towards this direction (more to come later).
As for this shot the sky had yet to glow, but the bridge started to light up.I wanted to use my Rokinon/Samyang 14mm since it had very little time in front of the camera although it can make the bridge look extra small with these ultra-wide near/far perspective. Water level was lowering, but not enough to show more layers of the cool textures in the sand. Also being so low to the ground I had to cut the reflections short. Would be nice to shoot from this spot when river levels are just high enough to cover the sand to get full reflections throughout the frame. Will be back in the new year if all the elements line up for another sunset run.
Sacramento, CA
There's a sort of Forest Gumpian function to our lives. A lot of stuff that happens is not probable. If you rewind, stuff that happened seems unbelievable. This is about the past.
Finding a place to live has been a life-long problem in California made worse today by rental housing being converted to short term rentals. In an upscale part of Silicon Valley, I was renting an industrial, former ambulance quarters: set back from the street and within walking distance of everything. A local government official who knew me had introduced me to the landlord. Window air conditioner? TV antenna? The owner could care less if I customized the place. Best of all, the rent was about half of the market rate.
Meanwhile, I stumbled on information about another local deal: a cottage on an abandoned estate (above). I told a friend who taught undergraduate classes. He reported the property had been foreclosed and was owned by a financial institution. The friend quickly moved in.
About a month later he had an opportunity which included relocation. He called me. "This place is tied up in a lawsuit. It's going to be vacant for years. You should move here," he counseled. "I already called the property manager and told them you're moving in." Well, then. I guess it's a done deal.
It was two and a half acre oak woodland in an area of 1-acre minimum lots. There were several buildings. The main house was over 8,000 square feet. You couldn't see the main house from the street. There was a functional, but cold, swimming pool maintained by a pool service. The place was somewhat overgrown and run down but also unreal. The original owner had been a retail chain tycoon. The garage had been built for carriages so my big Dodge would not fit inside the narrow doorways. I joked about it being a 'safe house.' In reality, it wasn't.
My neighbor had a Rolls Royce Silver something-or-other. Another neighbor had an elevator in their house and a diesel generator set that would light up whenever the power failed. There was a Ferrari in the neighborhood. The trappings of wealth were all over. Almost everyone was friendly.
I lived in one of several out buildings (not shown). The main house is shown. The only furniture in the main house was a table and recliner in the dining room used by me for reading. The dining room is the right portion of the building between the two chimneys. The restaurant-sized kitchen is out of frame to the right. The master bedroom is beyond the two-story portion of the home out of frame at left. There had been a lawn and irrigation at one time. These were weeds during the rainy season. I lived there for several years. At the end of my stay, the place was fully renovated. There was structural work. A note, "The leprechauns have been here and everything of value has been removed," was found behind fire brick during repair of one fireplace. Missing gargoyle heads were replaced. You get the picture.
There were many deer. A large, arthritic buck and I developed an understanding. There was a Great Horned Owl. Stellars Jays and Scrub Jays owned the place. Ravens? Yes. I found a fawn's head and vertebrae in the yard which I much later realized was a mountain lion kill.
The chief of a police department inquired about having a bachelor party. Invite a dozen people with guns over for some heavy drinking and running around the swimming pool? No, thank you.
Whoever has the goods to allocate never forgets himself.
- Leon Trotsky
Journalism grade images.
Source: newly scanned grainy 35mm film negative scanned on 4,000 DPI scanner.
Please do not copy this image for any purpose.
Lieutenant Roanne Ria all set for action. Roanyer Ria mask, purple eyes, medium curves, and the glossy black Rose Sakura hosiery returns, albeit without boots this time.
Built in 1993, the United Kingdom flagged, 55,877gt 219.21m P&O passenger ship, the PACIFIC EDEN [IMO 8919245 ] departing F Passenger Terminal berth at Fremantle Port May 17, 2016.
At this time the PACIFIC EDEN was currently sailing regularly out of Fremantle during the southern winter sailing season according to reports in the West Australian newspaper. However since the mining boom came off the boil by 2017 I don't think she has visited Fremantle again.
Yesterday, while at work, I read a report about a bunch of these Avocets on the beach at one of my favorite metro parks. It was driving me crazy knowing I had two hours to go before quitting time. Once that hit, I couldn't get home fast enough to grab my gear and head out, I had texted a couple of friends of mine to give them a heads up before I left work and met up with them at the park. We counted 55 of these rarely seen birds here in Michigan.
What a very exciting treat this was for us...to be able to see and capture these gorgeous birds in their breading plumage. "Like a dream come true" as my buddy Mike put it! OK he didn't quite say it like that but you get my point....LOL
But Ill tell what , Its gonna be hard for me to top the excitement I had photographing these gorgeous birds for a couple of hours yesterday!!!
Progress report on the change of seasons. Spring is here between some grey & rainy days. Grow, my lavender, grow, the bees need you.
On 19 December 2022, the bipartisan United States House Select Committee on the January 6 Attack voted unanimously, 9 - 0, to refer former President Donald tRump to the U.S. Department of Justice for prosecution on charges of:
☞ Obstruction of an official proceeding;
☞ Conspiracy to defraud the United States;
☞ Conspiracy to make a false statement;
☞ Attempts to incite, assist, aid or comfort an insurrection.
▶ Introductory material to report: here.
▶ Full report: here.
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▶ After refusing to concede the 2020 U.S. presidential election and then perpetuating false claims of widespread voter fraud, then-President Donald tRump summoned a mob to the Capitol on January 6, 2021. The Committee received sworn testimony that tRump knew he did not win the election, identifying him as "the center of the first and only effort by any U.S. President to overturn an election and obstruct the peaceful transition of power".
▶ A terrible and sad moment in our history, but also a critical one, reaffirming that no one in America is above the law, including (especially) the president. That is, of course, pending action by the Justice Department.
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▶ Note the date of release on the cover of the report: "December 00, 2022." Obviously, the committee had sent the cover sheet to the Government Printing Office before the final report was completed.
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The Royal Blue Run 2021 took place over the summer solstice weekend in mid June and covered around 750 miles from Harlow in Essex, out to Southend, down to Southampton, along to Plymouth, then up through Truro, Newquay, Barnstaple and Taunton before finishing in Stroud in Gloucestershire!
With various Covid restrictions in place limiting numbers on coaches, the opportunity to take the White Bus centenary bus as additional capacity was too good to miss (thanks go to the White Bus directors).
12th Recon Company, 6th May 1903, 12 Miles outside the Capital
[Start of report]
It's been hard country for two days now, swamps and ruins in places we haven't seen them. A good third of us have either been born here or spend several years here, but to walk through it makes us lose our feet.
Buildings aren't just toppled about, they're addresses none of us have seen or known before, made worse by profane marks that dot the walls. Some of the men swear they're nauseous by looking at them, but that could just be the shock of all this. I'm not putting that idea in their heads.
Nightfall is worse for the men. One of the recruits saw something in the night sky and told the others; never got a look at what he saw, but the stars began to move. Circling about, joining or batting into each other before skipping off, leaving it absolute night. Pulled the lad aside and warned him never to speak of that again.
Today was a tipping point for us. We'd heard some kind of commotion in a nearby square. I brought our photographer to the front with us to capture this, because nothing I could write would be believable. We saw people dancing about, clothed in torn rags, their skin marked with blotches of what looked like blackness, were it not for the occasional glimmer or bit of debris.
They shouted and groaned in a language none of us knew, chanting while their profane dance continued. Others joined their group, but I didn't dare risk out secrecy. Shapes I couldn't describe and voices clear from the jungle or the mountains joined in.
Note: I'm ordering absolute secrecy for our unit, even in the case of civilians. I don't know if this is some kind of plague or infection, but there is a wrongness to the people here. I won't lose a man to it.
[End of report]
Excerpt from en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Choi_Hung_Estate:
Choi Hung Estate (彩虹邨; lit. 'rainbow estate') is a public housing estate in Ngau Chi Wan, Kowloon, Hong Kong. It was built by the former Hong Kong Housing Authority (屋宇建設委員會) and is now managed by the current Hong Kong Housing Authority. It received a Silver Medal at the 1965 Hong Kong Institute of Architects Annual Awards.
Choi Hung Estate is located in Ngau Chi Wan and is surrounded by several of eastern Kowloon Peninsula's major roads. To the north is Lung Cheung Road; to the south Prince Edward Road East; to the west Kwun Tong Bypass and to the east Clear Water Bay Road.
The Hong Kong government granted the land to the Hong Kong Housing Authority to build a large housing estate in 1958. The blocks of the estate were completed between 1962 and 1964. An opening ceremony was held in 1963 with the presence of then Hong Kong Governor, Sir Robert Brown Black. A signboard commemorating the ceremony is located in the estate's Lam Chung Avenue.
Accommodating nearly 43,000 people, it was the largest public housing estate at the time.
In November 2023 it was reported that Choi Hung Estate was earmarked for redevelopment meaning that 43,000 residents will require rehoming.
In October 2024, the redevelopment plan was revealed in the Wong Tai Sin District Council. It was proposed to demolish Tan Fung House, Pik Hoi House, Kam Pik House, Market and two former Sheng Kung Hui primary schools buildings in between 2028 and 2029 as the first phase, residents in the three blocks will be settled to the new blocks in Mei Tung Estate. Once the first phase is expected to complete in between 2035 and 2036, the blocks will settle the residents in Pak Suet House, Hung Ngok House, Kam Wan House and Kam Wah House when the next phase begins. The final phase is expected to begin in between 2042 and 2043, the residents in the last remaining blocks (Chi Mei House, Luk Ching House, Chui King House and Kam Hon House) will be settled to the new blocks in the second phase. The number of units will be increased to 9200 once the entire redevelopment plan is completed in between 2048 and 2049.
The estate has 11 residential blocks, one car park, and five schools, with various shops and restaurants on the ground floor of each block. Roads in the estate connect the blocks to each other and to major roads.
According to the 2016 by-census, Choi Hung Estate had a population of 18,435. The median age was 48 and the majority of residents (96 per cent) were of Chinese ethnicity. Cantonese was the predominant usual spoken language (93 per cent), followed by other varieties of Chinese excluding Mandarin (4.5 per cent), non-English and non-Chinese languages (2 per cent), Mandarin (0.5 per cent), and English (0.3 per cent).
The average household comprised 2.5 persons. The median monthly household income of all households (i.e. including both economically active and inactive households) was HK$15,290.
The estate is photogenic and has become a tourism hot-spot. The most photographed view of the estate includes the basketball court and rainbow apartments behind. Some journalists and researchers have been vocal against the growing Instagram popularity of the area, criticising that it is a shallow view of the complex social history of the council estate in Hong Kong, as well as driving away locals who want to use the space. Though some locals have also begun selling photos for profit to tourists. It has been suggested that the location is popular not only for the aesthetics, but also because it allows the photographers and selfie-takers to feel as if they are in the middle of the world - compared to the more detached equally-aesthetic Hong Kong skyline shots. In 2017, a photograph of the building was shortlisted for the Arcaid Award, an architecture photography prize.
I didn't think post processing would make a difference here. I was wrong. "Small colonies in California areas as follows; Malibu, Brentwood, Culver City, West Los Angeles, San Gabriel Valley, and Huntington beach. Other populations have been reported in Florida, Hawaii, Texas, New York, and Puerto Rico."naturali.
Report of the trip on www.herpetofocus.fr