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walk in a good New Year 2014 !!!

  

These Boots Are Made for Walkin'

 

You keep saying you got something for me

Something you call love but confess

You've been a'messin' where you shouldn't 've been a'messin'

And now someone else is getting all your best

Well, these boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll doe

One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you

 

You keep lyin' when you oughta be truthin'

You keep losing when you oughta not bet

You keep samin' when you oughta be a'changin'

What's right is right but you ain't been right yet

These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do

One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you................

Louis-Thibaud Chambon – Photographie

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Ella encontró su manera de hacerle frente a la lluvia en Salta

 

(Salta: Día III [que ni empecé a escribir])

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Scotland ...opportunities abound

A drake Mallard (Anas platyrhynchos) rinses off on a bitterly cold day in southeast Michigan.

The plug that mustn't be lost, this does everything my new underwater camera requires apart from taking the actual picture!

Prueba de maquillaje waterproof

Modelo: Leyre

MUA: Azucena Ferrer

Part 12

Today we packed up our camp to begin the hike back to the trail head. We made our way back down to lake 3, then along the shore of a no name lake, where we discovered a old shack, erected just inside the tree line, with corrugated metal siding. In the metal was scratched names and dates going all the way back to the 1940s so far as I could see. Debbie and I found an empty spot and scratched our names as well and dated it Aug. 20, 2023, my birthday, which was tomorrow but it was close enough.

 

Then we continued to Lake 2, then up the hill. From here we could see dark menacing clouds rolling in from the south so we took precautions to waterproof us and our gear. Soon we reached the meadow that surrounded the lowest of the South Fork Lakes and met up with a small foot path that led us to a junction with the main trail that we should have taken up had we not lost it. From here we could look out over the tumbling cascades of South Fork Creek and the meadows below. Beyond the meadows lay an endless blanket of forest draped over ever softer mountains turning into distant, rolling hills.

 

We followed the trail down, alongside the cascades and into the forest. The trail never entered the meadow, merely it clung to to it's fringes. We hiked through the seemingly endless forest for miles and hours, under a monochromatic sky that cast no shadows. This trail eventually merged with another and still the forest pushed in on every side. Deep, barely audible booms and rumblings seeped through the trees and I suspected that there many be a thunderstorm somewhere beyond the hills.

 

We only met two hikers on our way out. We greeted each other and their first words after where, “Did you hear about the hurricane?”

“No, what hurricane?” We replied.

They told us that a weak hurricane was going to make landfall in Southern California tomorrow, a very rare and unusual event, the first in almost a century.

We thanked them for the info and continued on, in awe of the information they gave us.

 

After making it back to the trail head we got in my car and drove down the steep road to the town Lone Pine. We discovered the rumbling that I had heard was in fact a thunderstorm over the Owens Valley down into which we were headed. We had to stop to take in the view of the storm hovering over the landscape far below. A wide curtain of rain was draped across the valley with jagged tendrils of lightning poking through, like the tentacles of some mythical sea beast grasping for wooden vessels to drag to the depths.

 

We drove the rest of the way down the mountain entering the storm. Big heavy drops fell and lightning split open the sky. We stopped for lunch and gas before heading back to Jan's house.

The hurricane arrived that night its projected path put it right up the center of the Owens Valley where we were staying. Rain started that night and didn't stop for 2 days. If it hadn't been for Debbie I would have been in the wilderness for 2 straight weeks and would have had no clue what was happening with all the rain.

 

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This keeps dry when playing golf in Bonnie Scotland!

look like leather pants, but made of waterproof material

not from the rain

....but morning dew

took in the plant nursery

 

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...and to our Glorious ...NHS

THANKS A MILLION NHS HEROES

any one facing danger serving the public

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More than Ever..

One of negatives of having the mobile in a waterproof case was that it put a haze on the photos - lesson learnt.

La luz que nos ofrece nuestro satélite natural nos proporciona imaginación para lograr este tipo de imagen. Es una combinación de B&N con trazos de estrellas y una leve nubosidad ingresando . La verdad que me siento super contenta de llegar a esta clase de imágenes ojala les guste!

 

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