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Bottrop, Germany, 2020.
This is basically the same photo as the previous one, but this time as a long exposure. Choose your poison.
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Across the road and down the prairie trail, a lone tree greets you. There are not many more along this route.
Midwest, Great Plains, and Prairie
Barnes County, North Dakota
A dreary day during December 2018
Samsung Galaxy S8 Photo
This was my first port of call on "torrential tuesday" as I made my way around the Yorkshire Dales. It was actually dry on the walk in with icy ground conditions, but the rain started on my way back down The Valley of Desolation.
Again, I had never seen Posforth Ghyll Falls before until two of my Flickr pals, Terry Roberts and John Bleakley visited and posted some awesome winter shots from here before Christmas. It looked such a wonderful spot, I had to try it, so thanks guys for the information.
The weather went full monsoonal after this for most of the day as I made my way North to try a few more waterfalls I hadn't been too before. I had a new Mountain Equipment rain jacket which kept me dry and toastie above the waist, but my lower half ended up wetter than an Otters pocket!
The mountains and valleys near the Sheephole Valley Wilderness in southern California.
Five shot panorama.
''...Non c'è niente di inevitabile nel mondo com'è adesso. È solo una dei milioni di forme possibili, ed è venuta fuori sgradevole e ostile e rigida per chi ci vive. Ma possiamo inventarcene di completamente diverse, se vogliamo. Possiamo smantellare tutto quello che abbiamo intorno così com'è, le città come sono e le famiglie come sono e i modi di lavorare e di studiare e le strade e le case e gli uffici e i luoghi pubblici e le automobili e i vestiti e i modi di parlarci e guardarci come sono. Possiamo inventare soluzioni completamente diverse, fare a meno del denaro e dei materiali freddi e duri e dei motori e del potere, se vogliamo.
Possiamo riempire di alberi le città, far crescere foreste nelle piazze, rompere l’asfalto e restringere le strade e dipingere tutto a colori vivi, e chiudere tutte le fabbriche e inventare altri modi di lavorare, produrre solo cose che servono davvero e solo con materiali che danno piacere a chi le usa. Possiamo inventare altri mezzi di trasporto, costruire laghi e vie d’acqua e mettere musica nelle strade, possiamo trasformare la vita in una specie di avventura da libro illustrato, se vogliamo.
Non c’è nessun limite a quello che si può inventare, se solo usiamo le risorse che adesso vengono rovesciate per alimentare questo mondo detestabile...''
(Andrea De Carlo)
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These are the remnants of a forest that burned down about a decade ago. It's essentially located in the middle of huge moorland; giving it even more of a desolate impression.
The long path forward during a lonely hike. There is some sense of peace to be found in the tranquil desolation of the giant sand dunes on the eastern fringe of Lake Mungo. The winds over southern inland Australia have been blowing from the western quarter for millions of years and driven these ancient sands slowly east. Exploring places like this is a constant reminder of how short ones time is on this planet when confronted with the obvious impact such small geological forces such as the light breeze on your face has when compounded over thousands of millennia. The dunes originated from a lost inland sea many hundreds of kilometres to the west. The sand dunes in front of me are over 40m in height and stretch in continuous arc for approximately 40km. NSW, Australia
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Job 30:3 “Haggard from want and hunger, they roamed the parched land in desolate wastelands at night.”
The sorrows and anxieties of the world are relentless and never ending. I hope after my life God let the mortals be with their love .
Wishing for the ordinary life, walking alone and I feel both are burning and cold. Thanks to you for leaving a drop of warmth for me to enjoy. You can’t measure the torrents rushing through my heart. I bury my love and hate in to the earth to gain peace. My restless heart running towards the light of the lone flame.
The full moon desolate the night.