@/girlglimmer (x) // @/christmas-winter (x) // fireflies - suzanne siegel // “orange and blue” - sarah jarosz // beautiful night - momcilo simic // christmas eve - julia andreevna petrova // @/hunting-brother (x) // @/bluecapsicum (x) // suzanne siegel
You mentioned years ago that you once worked on a project restoring former coal mine land, trying to get plants to grow and break up the compacted soil and so on. Do you know how the site is doing now? I hope you don’t mind me asking, but it sounds like a very cool project and I would love to know if it worked!
Oh, extremely well! The trees are about a third of the height they should be for their age, but there's a little woodland there now. This year my uni is taking over the lease for the site, so investigations continue. We got a lot of papers out of it. Plus, we proved that if you get the trees to grow in, you increase other biodiversity, like birds and earthworms and small mammals and lizards (the place is alive with lizards every summer, actually. Sometimes they sit on your bag.)
The main project site is here, if you want a gander.
by Alexey Martyshkin
When architect Richard Kaplan, an ardent conservationist, found the structure, he decided to keep as many of the beams and rafters as possible. The floor boards are pine stained dark. An antique table serves as the bar.
Living Barns: How to Find and Restore a Barn of Your Own, 1984
oops! it seems i tripped and dropped several million free books, papers, and other resources
https://annas-archive.org
https://sci-hub.se
https://z-lib.is
https://libgen.is
https://libgen.rs
https://www.pdfdrive.com
https://library.memoryoftheworld.org
https://monoskop.org/Monoskop
https://libcom.org
https://libretexts.org
http://classics.mit.edu
https://librivox.org
https://standardebooks.org
https://www.gutenberg.org
https://core.ac.uk
photos taken by @anngunnfoto
The Grim Reaper, sculpture by sculptor August Schmiemann at Melaten Cemetery in Cologne, Germany
We followed a strange road today, where the surrounding landscape seemed to be getting more desolate and desaturated with every step we took. It may have had something to do with the sky getting progressively cloudier, but the way the colours seemed to be fading more and more the farther along we walked really gave rise to the thought “What’s wrong with this road?”