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A happy façade, this life. A show of colors,festivities, and positive thinking. Just a veil to hide the growing cracks underneath.
What other way is there anyway? If you drop the pretence, won’t the cracks inside you break others too?
Inside Lincoln Memorial: Lying between the north and south chambers is the central hall containing the solitary figure of Lincoln sitting in contemplation. The statue, finally stood 19 feet (5.8 m) tall from head to foot. The white marble sculpture weighs 159 tons.
There. I said it. So sue me.
There's goings on occurring. And someone somewhere ain't telling the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. In fact, they're telling anything but the truth.
Ok, understood. We've had some wretched weather. Not in this particular corner of the rock, but some have suffered. But the so called 'Beast from the East' is regressing into memory. The big thaw is on. In my back yard the snow is gone, replaced by puddles, there's a little light drizzle in the air and it's a balmy 7 Centigrade.
And Arriva's excuse for not operating a service from Chester to Manchester for the fifth day in a row?
Severe weather conditions.
I'd suggest that if the good people of Helsby, Frodsham and Runcorn East don't see their Club train looming large on the horizon in the morning, and ATW play the weather card, there might just be considerable upset.
And you need not look smug either, Network Rail. Why have you not instituted some form of single line working around the damaged points 'somewhere' on the Marches? Ah yes, of course. It's in the file marked 'Too Difficult'. Meanwhile the line has no service again for the fifth day in a row.
My involvement with the railway is now roughly evenly divided, half in the BR era, half in the brave new privatised world. And in those 20 odd years since, I've yet to see one shred of evidence that now is better than then. And the current goings on tell just why.
As and end to this, for now at least, I've just looked on Arriva's own website. The service indicator for the Chester and Holyhead is red. Severe delays. Realtime trains tells me the latest a train has been at Rhyl this morning is, wait for it..., 6 minutes.
So, Arriva Trains Wales, Network Rail. Fancy coming clean?
Yeah right...
Manwag at Flint, 25 July 2017, DVT 82308 with loco 67022.
oro del Münsterland
Dein Lied Laith Al Deen
Wenn es dich irgendwo gibt
dies ist dein Lied
ich hoffe du kannst es hören
Bist mir so vertraut obwohl ich dich nie gesehen hab
Und was du empfindest weiß ich ganz genau
Kenn deine Gedanken nichts an dir scheint mir fremd zu sein
Es ist wie wenn ich in den Spiegel schau
Ich hoffe du hörst mich
Wenn es dich irgendwo gibt
Dies ist dein Lied
Ich hoffe du weißt es
Wenn man es irgendwo spielt
Dies ist dein lied
Ich hoffe du kannst es hören
Ich weiß das du irgendwo da draußen bist
Wäre es nicht so wärst du mir nicht so nah
Wir werden einander erkennen wenn es so weit ist
Und schnell vergessen wie es vorher war
Dein Lied auf youtube
La tua canzone
Se esisti da qualche parte
questa è la tua canzone
spero che tu possa sentirla
Mi sei così familiare anche se non ti ho mai visto
e quello che provi lo so molto bene
Conosco i tuoi pensieri, niente di te mi è estraneo
è come quando guardo allo specchio
Spero che tu mi senta
se esisti da qualche parte
questa è la tua canzone
Spero che tu lo sappia
se da qualche parte la suonano
questa è la tua canzone
spero che tu possa sentirla
So che sei da qualche parte là fuori
se non fosse così non mi saresti così vicino
ci riconosceremo quando sarà il momento
e dimenticheremo presto come era prima
Keiko : "Hey little girl. What are you doing in this forest alone? Are you lost or something?"
Anna : "(growling)"
Keiko : "Wow... easy kid. What's your name little one?" :)
Anna : "..."
Keiko : "It's okay... I won't bite." :D
Anna (whispered) : "Ann..a."
Keiko : "That's a beautiful name... Anna. I like it. By the way, where is your parents? Why are you here alone?"
Anna : "I...don't...re...mem...ber."
Keiko : "It's alright Anna, now hold my hand. Don't be shy... I'll get you out of here." :)
Anna (holding his hand while whispering) : "Avguai Mosle Faux, Nos Bhuna Max Feaus Lux. I call thee, the mortal one, to served me more than anyone. Seven times I pierce thy heart, today the magic of Oblivion starts. I bind thy heart and soul to me. As I do will, so let it be."
Keiko : "Wait...!!! WHAT THE!!!! Let go of me!!!! AHHHHH!!!!!"
Source: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Triberg_im_Schwarzwald
Triberg im Schwarzwald is a town in Baden-Württemberg, Germany, located in the Schwarzwald-Baar district in the Black Forest. In 2004, it had a population of 5,377. Triberg lies in the middle of the Black Forest between 500 and 1038 metres above sea level.
The Triberg Waterfalls, a series of waterfalls in the Gutach River, are among the tallest in Germany. With a total vertical drop of 151m (496 feet), the falls are shorter than the tallest waterfall in Germany, the Röthbachfall. However, the Triberg Falls are better known and have easier public access.
Elektrizitäts-Gesellschaft Triberg, a regional utility, was founded 1896 by Friedrich Wilhelm Schoen, Wilhelm Eduard von Schoen and the famous industrialist and inventor Carl von Linde. It is still active today and partially owned by local municipalities. Watchmaking was once a thriving local industry, but no longer plays a central role in the economy. A private hospital, Asklepios Klinik, is the town's major employer. The number of inhabitants decreased from 8,000 to 5,000.
Source: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_Forest
The Black Forest (German: Schwarzwald) is a large forested mountain range in the state of Baden-Württemberg in southwest Germany. It is bounded by the Rhine valley to the west and south. Its highest peak is the Feldberg with an elevation of 1,493 metres (4,898 ft). The region is roughly oblong in shape with a length of 160 km (99 mi) and breadth of up to 50 km (31 mi).
Source: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Triberg_Waterfalls
Triberg Falls is one of the highest waterfalls in Germany with a descent of 163 m (at between 711 and 872 metres above sea level), and is a landmark in the Black Forest region. Above Triberg, in the midst of Black Forest, the Gutach river plunges over seven major steps from a gently undulated high plain into a rocky V-shaped valley.
In Triberg, at the bottom of the falls, the deep valley forms a basin just wide enough for a small town. The steep basin and the waterfalls were initially formed by two faults in the granite and then by glaciers during several glaciations of the Pleistocene.
Triberg with its waterfalls is a popular tourist spot, attracting a large number of both domestic and foreign tourists each year. The upper part of the falls is less spectacular. Here the water is used by a small and very old hydroelectric power plant.
what lies beneath
mixed media on wood-acrylic paint, metallic paint, collaged paper, skulls, dental x-ray, stamps
24" X 24"
jennifer beinhacker
jenniferbeinhacker.com
art outside the edge
2019
EXPLANATION OF THE PAINTING:
PURGATORY/HELL- a place or state of suffering inhabited by the souls of sinners who are expiating their sins before going to heaven.
the abode, usually beneath the earth, of the unredeemed dead or the spirits of the damned. In its archaic sense, the term hell refers to the underworld, a deep pit or distant land of shadows where the dead are gathered. From the underworld come dreams, ghosts, and demons, and in its most terrible precincts sinners pay the penalty for their crimes. The underworld is often imagined as a place of punishment rather than merely of darkness and decomposition because of the widespread belief that a moral universe requires judgment and retribution—crime must not pay. More broadly, hell figures in religious cosmologies as the opposite of heaven, the nadir of the cosmos.
Model: Jenisea Phoenix
Photographer: Justin Bonaparte
Copyright 2019 by Justin Bonaparte. All Rights Reserved.
Revueflex 5000 EE (Rebranded Chinon CE Memotron)
Carl Jeiss Jena Flektogon 35mm f 2.8
Agfa Precisa CT 100 ASA Slide
Home Scanned, Epson V500
Model: Ioana
Please Press L
The Carnival Miracle, a Spirit-class cruise ship built in 2004, lies alongside the quays at Cobh. Though modest by today’s megaship standards, her flared bow, deep blue hull, and distinctive red Carnival funnel give her a powerful, almost liner-like presence when viewed from the waterfront. Designed for open-ocean cruising, she is very much a true Atlantic ship rather than a coastal visitor.
Cobh, on Cork Harbour, is one of Europe’s great natural deep-water ports. With wide, sheltered approaches and direct access to the Atlantic, it has served ocean-going vessels for centuries — from emigrant ships and naval convoys to the Titanic, which made its final call here in 1912. The sight of a modern cruise ship berthed so close to this historic town underlines Cobh’s enduring role as a gateway between Europe and the wider Atlantic world.
The new frigate 'Vondel' lying at the shipyard 'De Boot' in Amsterdam. This beautiful ship sailed under Dutch flag until 1905 when it was sold to Germany and renamed Schulau.
On the first of September 1910 the ship was left by her crew near Cape Horn and they survived and were landed in Ushuaia, Chile. The wreck of the ship later washed ashore but could not be salvaged.
Photo (detail) by Jacob Olie (1834-1905)
Collection Amsterdam City Archive
Thought I'd give y'all a better look at what I wore in the last picture I posted. I guess those x-ray specs really do work! 😘
P.S.: Sorry about the crack in the mirror 😞
Here in South Carolina, we call them "web weavers." They are yellow & black in color and harmless, nevertheless I used a zoom lens to take this shot. :)
I hate spiders.
Another shot of one of the elusive snow leopards of the zoo of Basel. This one was sitting in the shade of the entry of the cave, probably because it was cooler than outside but not really dark. Well, dark enough, I had a hard time getting a good shot and hat to photoshop it a bit more than usual to get a decent result!
Every storm has it's own personality. You can watch it on the radar, stare at the skies above, feel the wind gust but still have no idea what's in store for you.
As the storm started ramping up, the lightning did too. It wasn't nearly as crazy as the storm that tore through a few weeks ago when I was sitting in the Camden Waterfront though. Just minutes after this shot, the rain started. It started blowing in sideways, and it was like a hose that was turned on full blast. I won't lie, it was exhilarating being out in it.
he Burreken is a very hilly area with sharply incised streams, which have created narrow valleys and steep (20% and more) valley walls. The highest point of the central ridge is about 116 meters high. The lowest parts of the Burreken lie at about 50 meters altitude.
The typical Flemish Ardennes landscape in the Burreken consists of fields, woods and grasslands with many rows of trees and wood edges in between. The pronounced relief is accentuated by hollow roads and slopes. In this way, a panoramic mosaic of light deciduous forests, small source woods, humid and flowery meadows and numerous wooded small landscape elements has been created. This patchwork of woods and meadows is intersected by the meandering Krombeek with its deep bed.
High-standard orchards, cattle drinking pools and wooded edges used to be typical of the Flemish Ardennes. Unfortunately, due to intensive agricultural methods and scaling up, many of these small landscape elements have disappeared. Along the footpath there is a unique row of centenary oaks, which are very valuable as linear elements in the landscape. The footpath offers a beautiful view of the woods, meadows, hollow roads and spring brooks.
The name Flemish Ardennes was invented in the last century. Geographically it is meaningless. The only rock one finds here is ironstone on the hilltops. The real Ardennes are a western spur of the Rhenish slate plateau, part of the ancient Hercynian mountains.
The Gros Cap Reef Lighthouse (officially, the Canadian Coast Guard Gros Cap Crib Lightstation) at the Whitefish Bay entrance to the St. Marys River is 20 kilometers / 12 miles west of Sault Ste Marie. The Lightstation lies 3 kilometers / 2 miles offshore from the hamlet of Gros Cap, Ontario and lies 4 kilometers / 2.5 miles offshore from Michigan’s Point Iroquois lighthouse.
Built by the Canadian Government in 1953, it replaced a lightship anchored offshore. The three-storey tiered red and white square concrete structure (height above the water, 18 meters / 59 feet) rests upon a concrete crib / pier which in turn rests upon the shallow Gros Cap reef (reef water depth depth, 5-7 meters / 17-24 feet; the nearby shipping channel depth, 10 meters / 30 feet; water depth 1 kilometer / 1/2 mile northwest, 30 meters / 100 feet). To lessen the destructive impact of moving ice floes and/or storms, from Lake Superior, the lighthouse has a unique plow shape or “ice nose” at its front. Originally, the lighthouse required a staff of three keepers at any one time; in the 1980’s, the keepers were replaced when the lighthouse was automated and converted to a unmanned lightstation. A helipad was also added at this time. A tower mounted non directional approach beacon, connected to the Sault Ste. Marie Airport, has also been removed from the lightstation. Currently, the lightstation has a radio beacon, fog signal, and light; the light flashes every five seconds and is visible for 20 kilometers / 12 miles.
The coldest / harshest winter in 37 years has led to +90% ice coverage of the Great Lakes. Weather conditions at the time: temperature -11°C, wind 26 km/h, windchill -20°C; 12°F, 16mph, -4°F. Looking east towards the St. Marys River and the distant Ontario shoreline, as the sun sets in the west; four second exposure as night falls.