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For Macro Mondays - Members Choice - Musical Instruments.
With little time this week to prepare for MM I quickly took a shot of the Machine Heads on one of my guitars this morning.
Happy Macro Monday.
Sewing machine at Standen, a National Trust property near East Grinstead. No information on its provenance, I'm afraid.
It looks as if this machine comes from the early industrial era. Clearly electro plating was an important process needed in the railway workshops. This photograph is designed to reflect the grunge and grime of the period.
The Mystery Mansion @ DRD
DRD - MM3 - Mystery Mansion three
DRD - MM3 - Broken China Cabinet
DRD - MM3 - Rotting Bed
DRD - MM3 - Broken Floor
DRD - MM3 - Uprooted Tub
DRD - MM3 - Uprooted Sink
DRD - MM3 - Eowyns Hope Chest
DRD - MM3 - Morbids Rocking Chair
DRD - MM3 - Chandelier B
DRD - MM3 - Jaimys Sewing Machine
DRD - MM3 - Toy Elephant
DRD - MM3 - Toy Trike
DRD - MM3 - Dusty Carpet
Portrait of a stunning female Growling Grass Frog from the northern fringe of metropolitan Melbourne, Australia.
Canon 5D IV with the Laowa 100/2.8 Macro Dreamer.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=F7LrukFEYGY
Three Days Grace - I Am Machine
Lyrics
Here's to being human
All the pain and suffering
There's beauty in the bleeding
At least you feel something
I wish I knew what it was like
To care enough to carry on
I wish I knew what it was like
To find a place where I belong, but
I am machine, I never sleep
I keep my eyes wide open
I am machine, a part of me
Wishes I could just feel something
I am machine, I never sleep
Until I fix what's broken
I am machine, a part of me
Wishes I could just feel something
Here's to being human
Taking it for granted
The highs and lows of living
To getting second chances
I wish I knew what it was like
To care about what's right or wrong
I wish someone could help me find
Find a place where I belong, but
I am machine, I never sleep
I keep my eyes wide open
I am machine, a part of me
Wishes I could just feel something
I am machine, I never sleep
Until I fix what's broken
I am machine, a part of me
Wishes I could just feel something
It wasn't supposed to be this way
We were meant to feel the pain
I don't like what I am becoming
Wish I could just feel something
I am machine, I never sleep
I keep my eyes wide open
I am machine, a part of me
Wishes I could just feel something
I am machine, I never sleep
Until I fix what's broken
I am machine, a part of me
Wishes I could just feel something
The San Francisco Ferry Building. Designed in 1892, completed in 1898, architect A. Page Brown. The clock tower is 245 ft (75m) tall. The Ferry Building survived the 1906 earthquake and fire although most of this area was destroyed.
Parmi toutes les machines élémentaires qui font le Théâtre dans sa nature primitive, il y en a une que je n'avais pas encore songé à nommer: La machine à solitude.
Antoine Vitez - 1987
Details of the steam pumping station Hertog Reijnout . It is a piece of the Dutch industrial heritage. Nijkerk, 2021.
Again, I would like to thank everyone for your support, views, faves and comments!
See website: www.excitinghistory.com/location/nijkerk-stoomgemaal-hert...
ODC-Strength
Stu was out there after the snow stopped coming down to clean up the snow. This photo "really" shows how much snow is out there. We have 15 mph gusts of wind as well. I'm so happy we bought a Toro. It's a great snowblower and has the strength to do the job! We got around 13" of snow here today. Glad we got this size snowblower, a smaller one wouldn't have been adequate for the amounts of snow we get and the size of our driveway.
La notte ascolto le macchine
su per la salita e passano le ore.
Non ho altro da offrirmi
che il rumore dei motori
il raschio delle ruote
i tonfi sordi sui tombini.
E vanno, sono sempre andate.
C’erano i camion
dal di dietro largo,
alti, dopo la scuola,
con la nuvola di nafta,
i motocarri sporchi con la legna
i mobili i rottami.
Tutto puzza di olio e di benzina,
di gente che si muove,
di carcasse nei cimiteri
sotto la pioggia, dove l’erba
spunta cieca tra le gomme,
i radiatori, gli avantreni
sfondati, le portiere sghembe,
i fari spalancati.
È inutile pensarci, poi le schiacciano,
ne fanno altre. Ci sono degli oceani
di macchine. Paesaggi colorati.
Arrivano e si fermano,
la notte. Fanno compagnia.
Qualcuno scende e chiude.
Avranno il muso caldo per un pezzo,
nel silenzio. Un’alba le disegna
immobili con i sedili vuoti.
da 'In ordine alfabetico' P. L. 2005
Meet all your Ice needs with this months group gift. The Ice Machine avilable now at the main store.
The newest version of Grauland is finished finally. This one is called The Divinity Machine.
The Divinity Machine is located in an ancient black alien pyramid, on a world with no continents. Here there are just millions of rocky islands and mist.
And on this particular island lies the heart of dreams and mysticism, spirituality and power.
But is it really divine? Or is it deception designed to control any and all who come in contact with it? And how does one decipher the Law Stones? How does one control the Pillars of Power and the Celestial Mother?
Come on by and form your own opinion. maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Liberia%20Isle/31/181/27