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coiour-my-world · 7 months
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"Ominous Light" | Skagit Valley, WA || Chris Williams
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gonkaccino · 2 months
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HAVING A NORMAL ONE OUT HERE IN THE OLYMPIC EXCLUSION ZONE
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demoness-one · 2 months
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indescribable feeling you get barrelling towards the gateway. its so beautiful but you cant help but feel somehow like its going to kill you
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redeemedguardian32 · 2 months
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pamietniko · 4 months
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Photo Diary: The last 100 days
Days 91 - 92
The state of Washington got hit with a Polar Vortex so we ended up canceling our plans in the city and stayed in at the cabin. The temperature in the mountains dropped to zero degrees...which is pretty crazy.
In spite of the blizzard we did eventually brave the storm and walked to the closest market to get some fresh air and snacks.
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I miss storms.
Growing up in the Midwest, I was scared of them. Tornado drills in school from a young age brought home the fact that one of these destructive maelstroms could come through and wipe an entire town off the map in minutes. Twister came out when I was in high school, fueling both fascination and fear when we watched it in a science class so we could pick apart the fact and fiction. And I was terrified of getting caught out in one if I had walked too far from home, and up from the southwest came dark clouds, wind, and a growl of thunder in the distance. Yet I also felt security as the winds blew around the house, tucked into my bed in the dark; so long as a tornado didn't snake down from the sky, I could rest amid the thunder and lightning, watching the trees blown back and forth by the wind.
But when I moved to the Pacific Northwest in 2006, I found after a few years that I began to miss them. It wasn't just that their relative infrequency had defanged them. Rather, I found that the part of me that curled up while the wind howled and the sky rumbled missed the feeling of safety amid the chaos. Sure, there was always the chance that factors would align to bring a powerful spiraling juggernaut racing across the land, but the vast majority of the time things passed without incident, other than perhaps a few small branches and leaves washed into the storm drain by a sudden torrent.
The few true thunderstorms that raged when I lived in Portland, and then on the coast, became special occasions. Unless I was absolutely uninterruptible, I would stop whatever I was doing, turn off the lights if it was dark, and bear silent witness to the passing of the flashes of light and their resultant chorus. Sometimes there would be no more than one or two distant disturbances to the south or the north; other times we would get a few minutes that almost--but not quite--felt like being back in the Ozarks on a muggy summer evening. These times became so special to me that if my partner were awake later than I was as was often the case, and a storm rolled in, he would gently wake me and sit with me while we enjoyed the show together, before I drifted back to sleep.
So now that I come back here a couple of times a year, I always hope that there will be a storm or two. And as I write this, the southern edge of a storm brushes past Rolla, following I-44 toward St. Louis. It's not an especially wild beast here; the leaves barely move, the rain drops sluggishly, and the thunder only occasionally speaks a ways away. But I am curled up in my old bedroom, blinds open to watch the lightning flash, listening to spatters against the windows.
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thattripleabattery · 5 months
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Ok now I’m hyper fixated on both xmen evolution, the xmen movies, and Pacific rim if anyone wants to give me asks
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(I also really like moon knight, werewolf by night, Lego monkie kid)
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ardiebeaphotography · 7 months
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Titahi Bay through a rain-streaked windshield.
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vox-anglosphere · 11 months
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Storm clouds brew over an iconic prairie landscape in Bulyea, Sask
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lonestarbattleship · 8 months
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USS NEW YORK (BB-34) battling a storm on her Hawaiian cruise.
Date: 1932
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bettergeology · 4 months
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Clearing storm over the rolling hills of Central Oregon.
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redrcs · 1 year
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Watching the days go by
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blue-kyber · 1 year
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Took some photos of the beach this evening after a storm came through.
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This bird flew into my shot!
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dgalevisuals · 2 years
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Marymere Falls - Washington, June, 2021
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alteredstatesstuff · 8 months
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Rainy day
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deadpresidents · 1 year
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Every minute of my 2023 has been spent without electricity so far.
But at least there's nothing going on that would interest a historian like, say, a Papal funeral being presided over by another Pope for the first time in historical memory. Or a rare contested election for Speaker of the House that is not only a disastrous, newsworthy mess for the incoming Republican majority (as I immediately predicted following Election Day in November), but has featured the added bonus of spineless Kevin McCarthy having his ambitions crushed and getting publicly humiliated over-and-over again.
It's a good thing I'm not missing anything like that, right?
I guess I should feel lucky since Pacific Gas & Electric's legendary incompetence and notorious customer "service" hasn't killed anyone this time around. But there's plenty of time for that to still happen if PG&E's repairs continue at their current pace.
Happy New Year!
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