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Carol Stream is also home to a number of major church related activities. Carol Stream, Illinois. (Slide 69)
Mostly cloudy skies for the majority of the day ahead of the next system. Did have some occasional blue sky and sun peak through. While their wasn't a lot of color there were some decent patterns to be found.
Stream Adventures. Black Hill Nature Programs, Black Hill Regional Park. August 1, 2020. Photos by Marilyn Sklar, Montgomery Parks.
Shugaku-in Rikyu(Shugaku-in Detached Imperial Palace) was built by Emperor Gomizuno-o in 1629 as a retirement retreat. The most elevated garden (Kami no chaya) is best preserved. It surrounds a large pond (Yokuryuchi), Pond of the Bathing Dragon, that makes use of borrowed scenery, or shakkei, since it is located on the slope of a hillside at the foot of Mt. Hiei. It has a spectacular view of the surrounding hills and Kyoto below. The first view of the garden is usually from the Rinun-tei, or Cloud Touching Pavilion, from which one has an elevated view of the lake as well as the mountains beyond.
This is the third crossing of the day so far. The second actually had a bridge thankfully! We had two more stream crossings with one of those having a bridge too. So that makes five crossings for the day including three wet crossings!
I was a lot more comfortable with this one even though it was a long log. We went across another log to an island in the stream, then took this log that mostly went upstream, then crossed in knee deep water the rest of the way. The flip flops worked much better than barefoot in the water, hehe.
Notice the tent is about to fall out. It's a very good thing it didn't! You can also see my nice sock tan, or is it dirt? :)
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Another water shot. Me and my family was out for a walk when i saw this spot with streaming water. I liked the different colours in the stones so i choosed to give it a try.
Sur la ligne 5, entre les stations Austerlitz et Quai de la Rapée, le métro aérien enjambe de sa prothèse métallique tressée à même le ciel, une Seine colloïdale et flemmarde aux reflets verts de gris. L'espace d'un trop bref instant, le voyageur hébété, passif arpenteur de boyaux obscurs, se sent pousser des ailes mécaniques sous l'épais mille-feuilles de son vêtement d'automne.
Agacé, il cligne de ses paupières empoussiérées par les ombres, et ouvre sur les rives de béton mangées par les voies rapides, un iris dilaté et hésitant, rendu infirme par l'habitude.