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While hiking along a road there in Yosemite, I could hear this flowing water off in the distance. Headed off into the woods and came upon this glorious scene.
Captured with the CPL filter only here in the low light of the woods.
CSX Transportation (that still doesn't sound right) train Sappi-4-23 crosses Martin Stream in Fairfield, ME on 10/23/2022.
In recent years, solid Guilford lash ups have been increasingly hard to get after the great purge of 2020. However, on occasion they do manage to get paired up and that is what happened on this day.
Who knows how much time these units have, but so far Maine has been (luckily) spared from the homogeneous CSX power. Most of the units being sent to Waterville have either been reactivated for use elsewhere on CSX, or have been parted out. So, for now the "old" stuff continues to hold down the assignments.
CSX Transportation
Train: Sappi-4-23
10/23/2022
Fairfield, ME
CSXT District 1 Hinkley Branch
There are some 240,000 miles of streams and rivers throughout the UK. Streams and rivers are sensitive habitats in terms of climate change, with cold water species being particularly at risk.
Trees clearly offer shade to rivers and streams and this is important in mitigating the effects of high temperatures. As water warms so the level of dissolved oxygen falls. However, trees also help the resilience of these freshwater systems by the input of energy rich material - in the form of leaves. It has been estimated that between 5 and 8 kg of leaf material falls into each metre of a woodland stream in the Autumn.
From the series "Forms of Water". I took this in March 2015 not so far from my home (edited 2016).
This is one of the photos from my exhibition "Luminance boréale".
By the time October rolls around the local small fishing streams have slowed up to virtual driftlessness!
This 'stair-step' stream is a tributary to Soco Falls, which is located just west of Maggie Valley, NC. The shot was taken during last fall's foliage trip
Laura and I hiked speckled mountain this past saturday. It's a beautiful mountain, and almost completely unpopulated. On the path up, we saw this river below and stopped to sit.
Wherever the stream, it does flow
Wherever your hopes, they do go
Wherever sweet fate, guides your hand
Travel to that secret land
Where does wait, your sweet love
My hand it does slip in your glove
My arms they hold you very tight
Through the day and all the night
As we share a beautiful dream
Bathing in the flowing stream
Where fate is found, so very sweet
Where your heart and mine will forever meet