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The pumping station Zeldert is a former steam pumping station in the Eem Valley. The pumping station is located on the municipal border of Baarn with Amersfoort. It was built as a steam pumping station in 1896, after it was washed away at a dyke breach. In 1926 the steam pumping station was replaced by an electric pumping station.
Pumpjacks extract petroleum products on a peninsula of the Big Mineral Arm of Lake Texoma at North Texas’ Hagerman National Wildlife Refuge.
I received an AWESOME gift from the owner of Rotten & had to do a quick snap showcasing her talent!
Featuring the "Cold Baby" gacha @ Epiphany!
Worn:
Frostbitten Fingers (rare)
Blistered Cheeks
Bleak Contour
Discolored Eyes
Our Autumn leaves have fallen.
I don't know the story of the water pump in the forest but made an interesting photo.
Edited in Topaz Studio
On Nic:
Faye hair by Magika
Poke Top + Pinch Pants by Neve @ Uber
Joana Animation Set by Lyrium @ Equal10
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Jack hair by Vango
Trey facial hair by Rake
Khons*::Earrings by L'Emporio&PL
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Mad tattoo by Corazon
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Photo taken at Alpha Gym
Along Highway 33 near McKittrick, California. Huge oilfield.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/McKittrick%2C_California
How did I miss this?
This is the view over the pump at the station where I get gasoline. For the first time this week I realized how surreal it is.
A large and well-organised pile of timber in the corner of the pump station grounds.
On closer inspection, the top edges of each piece if bevelled off nicely, so we surmised that they are actually posts (eg fencepost, marker posts, etc) waiting to be deployed.
It is that time of year where things might go bump in the night, the chill starts to set in, and the Pump-King awakens. Imagination and senses go wyld. He is coming for you Barbra.
Mood: I'm Your Boogie Man (Dance Remix)
Swanbourne Pump House, Arundel, West Sussex.
The 1846 Pump House was restored through joint efforts by Arundel Castle Estates and the Sussex Industrial Archaeology Society. Official opening - 21st June 2001.
A rusted water pump without a handle greets occasional visitors to this multi-faceted barn that has several additions to the original structure. Few youngsters today can identify with pumps like this and an older adult has to explain to them what purpose they served years ago.
Before we got electricity on our farm in 1949, our farm place had a couple of these and one of them was a shorter version standing on the edge of a white tin sink in our kitchen and was the source for water in our home. There was no switch on our kitchen pump and if you wanted a cool drink on a hot summer day you had to grab the handle and pump up and down until the pump “caught” and started to bring up water.
I was too young at the time to understand the physics behind how a pump could bring up water by simply pumping the handle but I learned not to feel badly about my ignorance as I realized my mother who was 38 at the time didn’t understand it either. She would often have to go outside and yell for my dad to come in and she would advise him the pump was dry probably needed new rings as it would not work anymore.
Dad would snort and find some water to pour down the pump shaft and then give the handle some strong action and it wasn’t long before water would once again gush out.
Our outside pump near the hog shed was another matter. Sometime my dad would have to start a small fire in the winter time to thaw it out before it would work. My older brothers who fancied themselves aspiring Red Skeleton comedians would encourage me to lick the pump handle, telling me the sub-zero winter temperatures made it taste sweet.
(Photographed near Stark, MN)