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In the park near where I grew up, there are a pair of enormous, craggy, gnarly elm trees. They are called the Preston Twins. Thanks to the efforts of the council in the 1970s, Dutch Elm disease didn’t come to Brighton - so I grew up knowing its leaves, the feel of its bark, the smell of its sap. I grew up knowing they were precious. The Preston Twins are thought to have first put down their roots in about 1613; they are certainly over 400 years old, probably the oldest elm trees in Europe, possibly the world. Their trunks have grown to allow space inside them (one in a ring, which you crawl into through a gap in the roots, the other in a crescent shape, a slit the whole way down the middle) - and so as well as branches for climbing and hide-and-seeking, when I was little they were houses, fortresses, fairytale castles, dungeons and the dank brigs of pirate ships. •
This summer, Dutch Elm disease struck Brighton. And amongst the bark-stripped casualties that line the streets, is one of these ancient, magical, gnarled twins. It has taken months, and will take more months still, to extract all of its roots, and to remove it from its twin. Months for a slow, sickly death, and the disintegration of house, fortress, fairytale castle, dungeon, pirate ship. Sweet dreams old friend. May whatever you can safely leave behind grow into something as gloriously enduring.
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a serious mun - finishing up the last bits of music for the year with @theworldofbird 🥂
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Wow! The last 2 days in London has been incredible!
Our private evening viewing and open Saturday event were days to remember. We had so much fun with all the photographers and everyone who walked through the door!
A special thank you to everyone who joined us, we hope you enjoyed it as much we did. Also, much appreciation to everyone for the kind messages we’ve received and on your stories, and of course everyone including the photographers and suppliers who worked on the event to make it such an amazing success.
We’ll share some more photos with you in the next few days 🙏🏼
"We're altering the environment far faster than we can possibly predict the consequences. This is bound to lead to some surprises." Dr. Stephen Schneider, National Centre for Atmospheric Research.
One of the most current and widely discussed factors, which could lead to the ultimate end of existence of the Earth and Man, is global warming and its devastating effects. We all know that it is happening now and it is happening fast.
Although the government and the public acknowledge the problem as such, the scientists' view, on the other hand, is much grimmer. The idea of the project has been governed by the rather unhappy forecasts of the latter. If nothing is to be done in favour to change the direction of people's attitudes, then the result is what one sees in these photographs – desolated, neglected and derelict London (or any other city for that matter) with not much of a human life remaining. I wanted to show - primarily to the residents of the capital - what it would feel like to see their city reach the state of no return. No more people rushing to work in the mornings, no tourists walking around leisurely, no families enjoying their Sunday lunch in the park, no dogs barking, or trees blossoming in the garden. For there will be no gardens or parks left either. Void and empty. The only place left for sightseeing is ruins and emptiness ‘gracing’ every street and corner of the city.
The main context is also to give that extra thought about our future: to be or not to be. Reflections within the images should scare enough to stop irresponsible behavior on our part and bring together the effort on behalf of each one of us to change the course of a future crisis.
Quando eu e o Nathan conversamos pela primeira vez foi mais ou menos assim... Nathan: Eu queria uns lugares diferente
Lorran: Diferente como?
Lorran: Diferente é longe
Nathan: Pode ser
Lorran: Na Argentina?
Nathan: Fechou... Prático assim!
E lá fomos nós pra viagem mais divertida dos ultimos tempos, na divisa entre a Argentina e o Chile no Segundo maior Deserto de Sal do mundo.
guys, this is a struggle for me 😂 it’s bad but complaining has become a habit for me and even when i’m not in a bad mood, i’ll start off a conversation w a complain like “i’m so tired.” i lettered this verse awhile ago as a reminder to not “grumble” in my everyday. and that’s the story behind day 4 of #aaronlettersthrowbacks :)