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Open-air amphitheatre at the back of the Brutalist BT Tower in glasgow. Vandalised. In my head I can visualise the architect's drawing with the little people sitting about, reading their newspapers and eating lunch.
Early-mid 1990s slide.
Taken with Minolta MD Auto-Bellows I, Minolta MD Macro-Rokkor 50mm f3.5 and Slide Copier.
The sculpture's real name is supposedly, "Eternal Optimism," but almost everyone in Knoxville simply refers to it as "Rowboat Man."
This kinda makes me smile ... I tried a speculative shot of Jupiter and Venus in the night sky, it turned out to be nothing, but then I went in and fell asleep ... so this is it for the day I'm afraid.
Ha, I feel like the caption should say something like "Don't do meth".
This had been a terrible week.
Class 165s are notorious for their aircon failures, so the notice claiming it is an 'unlikely' event is galling!
232/365
Many moons ago - when I joined Marconi in 2000 - many of my colleagues were cock-a-hoop about the prospects of the company. Things were looking good. If the share price reached £16.03 everyone would get a shit-load of shares and it would be champagne all 'round.
Once 2001 came along it wasn't looking so hot. A few years later and there were a few tears being spilled into beers as the share price dipped into single digits. That's single digits pence.
A couple of more years further on and Ericsson bought us and saved the day. Optimism abounds! The year after: Beeston site closure, but at least they're building a brand new state-of-the-art R&D centre down near Coventry.
November 2009: hearts broken all over again. R&D engineers in China were breaking out the bubbly while us Brits took a swift kick to the googlies.
I found this today and I salute whoever has kept this all through the bad times. We've had a LOT of those over the last nine years.
It's onwards and upwards for me. I'm not taking this lying down, I'm going to get back up and do something positive. I'm going to do something better
While on an adventure along the river I came across what seemed to be someone's home camp. Deserted for the winter, I guess the person(s) traveled to a warmer place leaving behind the summer home until the warmth returns. There was a tent, clothing, tools, containers, cooking pots and pans, a old stove where fires were built in the oven to cook on the top, canned and jarred food in a cabinet and this coat and hat hung on this post as if it stood in the corner of a room somewhere.
What touched me the most was the presence of optimism here in this makeshift home for the homeless. In the background on the rock wall were written the words "Keep Lookin Up, Jake, 5/08".
There also seemed to be communication between 3 different people written on the barrel in the lower left. (view full size) Two of those being a father and son.(Jake & his Dad)
thanks for looking
Love and Peace Always
Every year our neighbor parks this trailer under the enormous Maple tree - I've been waiting years for the right weather & light conditions to get this shot.
Louisiana is reported to be losing 25 to 35 square miles of coastal wetlands each year – one football field of land per hour. The causes of the land loss are from natural causes and human interference, and include reduced sediment flow from the Mississippi River and its tributaries, land subsidence, and sea-level rise. To combat the diminishing and degrading coastal habitats, Jefferson Parish instituted a program that found a role for discarded Christmas trees to lessen wave energy and to combat erosion. Wooden cribs are constructed parallel to the shoreline to hold the trees. Volunteers, the Louisiana Air National Guard, the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service, and others have coordinated the collection and placement of trees in these pens to lessen the impact of waves and storms. The calm water between the cribs and coast traps sediment and allows for plants and aquatic life to establish. Jefferson Parish has been tracking the impact of this Christmas tree recycling project. Between 1998 and 2015, an unprotected area of shoreline lost over 23 acres of habitat, while a section protected by trees only lost 3 acres. The Christmas tree recycling program not only assists coastal habitats but generates awareness among Louisiana residents and provides an opportunity for participation in making a difference for the coast.
The quilt is to be viewed from the top to the bottom, representing a relative sequence over time as viewed at one location. No quantitative data is implied in terms of spatial or temporal patterns sewn. Each horizontal gray strip of fabric represents breaks in time. At the top of the quilt, one sees a wide strip of “plant” fabric representing a marsh coastline, and a smaller piece of “water” fabric representing the coastal water. As one moves down to the next row of plant/water fabric, there is less of the land fabric and more of the water fabric. This is to represent erosion occurring along the Louisiana coast, where marsh habitat is being lost from wave energy, subsidence, seal-level rise, etc. As one moves down the next several rows, there is a continued loss of the coast with an increasing encroachment of water. In the middle of the quilt, a Christmas tree crib appears. The successive rows show a reduction in loss of the marsh over time, reflecting the results shared by Jefferson Parish (still marsh loss but less volume when the Christmas trees were put in place).
This is my story of coastal optimism – a story of habitat loss and degradation that is slowed by the placement of discarded Christmas trees.
Hemerocallis 'Optimism', Red Violet Daylily, hem-ur -oh-KAL-iss, 23" E-M D Re Fr Perennial (Wild-G., 1998),Z3, 5.4" red violet self , V2.z07
I awoke yesterday morning to, once again, big fat snowflakes falling from the sky! No matter. I went to the greenhouse like I'd planned and got me some strawberry plants and I planted them anyway!
Take that, snowflakes!!!
I sure showed them - trying to snow on my strawberry planting day!
at or near the mid-point, the 2006 3-m half-marathon route entered a remarkable stretch-- one of the more hideous pavements in christendom-- Burnet Road from just north of Justin Lane to 34th St., about twenty long blocks of telephone poles, car lots, muffler shops, decaying strip centers and tattoo parlors