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Tonight marks the night that Illinois (and many other locales) closes all of its bars and restaurants for at least 2 weeks to try to avoid the spread of COVID-19. I assume this is unprecedented.

 

I have found myself thinking over the last couple of years, living in Chicago in a pretty good economy, "Given the number of empty storefronts now, things are going to look terrible the next time a recession hits." Right now nobody can predict how fast we'll come out of this and whether the economy will get back on track quickly at that time, but the restaurant industry is going to have a tough slog for the foreseeable future.

Hawaiian Volcanoes National Park, Island of Hawaii, Hawaii. Scanned from an Ektachrome slide.

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Busy. Colorful. Lots of boats. In summer. No leaves now. Desolate. Foggy. And winter is on the way.

This area of largely abandoned warehouses is one of my favorite spots on Fort Meade.

Warsaw, Central Station, some time ago

Glacier's end - Flaajokull

Desolate tree sunlit in field against blue sky

Dunes and beach near Kijkduin.

 

View On Black

Belgo Demolition Site, Shawinigan, Qc, Canada

"everything is so keen when you come down from solitude, I notice all Seattle with every step I take . . ."

-Kerouac, Desolation Angels

Somewhere in Kyrgyzstan

What's out there up further? It's like walking the path full of uncertainties in life and yet you can't do anything about it, but to confront it.

These stark shots are taken at the border of State of Selangor and Negeri Sembilan, Malaysia.

Eclipse & Roses Halloween Photo Contest

 

taxi to Desolation:

maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Deadlands/194/136/42

 

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You lie, silent there before me

Your tears, they mean nothing to me

The wind howling at the window

The love you never gave

I give to you

Really don't deserve it

But now, there's nothing you can do

So sleep, in your only memory

Of me, my dearest mother

Here's a lullaby to close your eyes

Goodbye

It was always you that I despised

I don't feel enough for you to cry, oh well

Here's a lullaby to close your eyes

Goodbye

Goodbye

Goodbye

Goodbye

So insignificant, sleeping dormant deep inside of me

Are you hiding away, lost, under the sewers?

Maybe flying high, in the clouds?

Perhaps you're happy without me

So many seeds have been sown in the field

And who could have sprout up so blessedly

If I had died, I would have never felt sad at all

You will not hear me say 'I'm sorry'

Where is the light, wonder if it's weeping somewhere?

Here's a lullaby to close your eyes

Goodbye

It was always you that I despised

I don't feel enough for you to cry, oh well

Here's a lullaby to close your eyes

Goodbye

Here's a lullaby to close your eyes

Goodbye

It was always you that I despised

I don't feel enough for you to cry, oh well

Here's a lullaby to close your eyes

Goodbye

Goodbye

Goodbye

Goodbye

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Remnants of trees that were killed as an invasive species are still standing towering above the native flora along Stump Pass Beach's beautiful shoreline on the Gulf of Mexico. Along the mile stretch of beach, seashells and shark teeth wash up, swimmers frolick in the waves and anglers fish the surf. White snowy egrets, least terns, and magnificent frigatebirds are found along the coastline.

 

The park and its beach are situated at the southwest corner of Charlotte County in southwestern Florida. It is located at the south end of Manasota Key, accessible from off I-75 at exit 191. Don't park your vehicle in the parking lot at the park if you want to take sunset pictures--the parking lot closes at sunset and you may end up being fined!

 

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Lion cubs are born blind and don’t begin to open their eyes until around three to four days old. Their eyes are a blue-grey colour at first and begin to change to an orangey brown by the age of two to three months. Lion’s eyes are quite large with round pupils that are three times as big as a human’s. A second eyelid, called a nictitating membrane, helps to clean and protect the eye. Lions can’t move their eyes from side to side very well, so have to move their whole head when they want to look in different directions. At night, a reflective coating on the back of the eye helps to reflect moonlight. This makes a lion’s eyesight eight times better than that of a human. They also have a white patch of fur below their eyes which helps to reflect even more light back into the eye.

Info source: lionalert.org/page/Lets_look_at_lions

In a few moments of time: vapors, coughing, gasping for breath. Mortal agony! They stagger, trying to clear their lungs, clutching their chest with their hands. Lungs burning like fire: moaning, groaning, the doomed, the dying. Oh, the panic, the screams, the terror! Falling to their knees, they give a final cough, making one last attempt to get up from their knees. Face down they fall, still as death. Tears run down my face, as I realize the magnitude of our sins! I tremble and shake as these words run through my mind: Repent, for the kingdom of God is at hand!

 

Don’t you know that desolation upon desolation has been decreed? Nuclear warfare! Chemical warfare! Biological warfare! Look into the Holy Book, take heed.

  

Iona Island Bird Sanctuary near Bear Mountain, NY.

oil pump in winter ... central Illinois

Just as it was starting to feel like spring, winter made a very sudden, very cold reappearance. A nice day for a walk on the moors. Assuming you like gale force winds, stinging hail and scattered blizzards. I managed to get this in a brief moment of sunlight between the snow clouds.

 

Prints...

sad rainy eavening at Waltershof, Port of Hamburg

The place is desolate.

 

I'll let the oracle speak:

 

"At midnight all the agents

And the superhuman crew

Come out and round up everyone

That knows more than they do

Then they bring them to the factory

Where the heart-attack machine

Is strapped across their shoulders

And then the kerosene

Is brought down from the castles

By insurance men who go

Check to see that nobody is escaping

To Desolation Row."

 

- Bob Dylan, "Desolation Row, Verse 8" (1965).

 

Desolation Sound is a deep-water sound at the northern end of the Salish Sea and of the Sunshine Coast in British Columbia, Canada.

Howden Edge.

 

Peak District National Park, UK.

- Camera: half plate w/ 4x5 adapters

- Lens: Schneider 150mm 5.6

- Negative: Arista EDU Ultra VC RC Paper

- Exposition at ISO 6

- Developer: Caffenol C-M

Sony A850

Minolta 100-200mm lens

Amsterdam, April 2020

HDR I took in my region at sunset today, one of the first days of the season where it was sunny at sunset and there was snow... which fell last year! :)

Turnagain Arm, Alaska.

“The first thing I remember about the world...is that I was a stranger in it. This feeling, which is at once the glory and desolation of homosapiens, provides the only thread of consistency that I can detect in my life.”

Malcolm Muggeridge

Pentax 6x7 : SMC Pentax 67 105 mm f2.4 : Arista EDU Ultra 100 : PMK Pyro

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