#Alexandra Falls

[rabbitcruiser]

On a Walk

What do you think about my pic?

[aestum]

(by Alexandra)

[bob-belcher]

Anatomie d’une chute (2023) dir. Justine Triet

[rabbitcruiser]

Alexandra Falls, NWT (No. 5)

The Hay River (South Slavey: Kátå’odehche) is a large river in northern Alberta and southern Northwest Territories, Canada.

It originates in the muskeg of north western Alberta, flows west to British Columbia, then curves northward and returns to Alberta, where it follows a north-northeast course towards the Northwest Territories. After passing over two main waterfalls, the Alexandra Falls and Louise Falls, it flows through the town of Hay River and discharges into the Great Slave Lake. From there, its waters are carried to the Arctic Ocean by the Mackenzie River.

Hay River has a total length of 702 kilometres (436 mi) and a drainage area of 48,200 square kilometres (18,600 sq mi).

Source: Wikipedia

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Alex: Did you just take a picture of me? [The girl leapt to her feet, squinting at Robin as he emerged from the bushes; it was far too late to run away] Alex: You totally did, didn’t you? [Robin didn’t know what to say, or how to explain. Taking pictures of people whilst they were in their own world was just.. fun; whether they were appreciative of that, however, was usually 50/50] Alex: Can I see it? [Robin barely had time to nod before the girl skipped toward him, brazenly but gently angling the screen to see] Alex: It’s a good one though-.. do you always take pictures of people when they’re not looking? [Robin shrugged loosely; he was just glad that she didn’t seem offended] Alex: This camera is pretty fancy; did you steal it? [Robin blinked, shaking his head] Alex: Woah, your parents must be loaded! [Robin snorted, shaking his head again] Alex: Hm, I guess you wouldn’t be camping if you were loaded though-.. you’re camping, right? [Robin nodded, gesturing vaguely in the direction of his campsite] Alex: How long are you here for? [Robin held up his hand, five more days] Alex: Ugh, I’ve been here forever… [Robin raised a brow questioningly] Alex: My dad’s looking after this tower thingie for a friend whilst he’s on some show he won’t let me watch. Cool, huh? [Robin smiled, hoping to convey the fact that it did indeed sound cool] Alex: It was at first, anyway-.. now it’s kinda boring. [Robin wondered how long she’d been here for the forest to become boring, but he couldn’t bring himself to ask] Alex: You don’t talk much, do you? [Robin dug the heel of his shoe into the grass idly, offering the girl another shrug. He was starting to think that his choice to remain silent wasn’t always a choice at all…] Alex: My dad’s a bit like that sometimes, especially since-… [Robin frowned, she didn’t need to finish her sentence, though she couldn’t have known that…] Alex: Well, never mind-.. hey, do you wanna see the tower? [Robin widened his eyes as if to say, really?] Alex: Sure! Dad isn’t home so it’ll just be us. [Robin lifted his sleeve to check his watch, there was plenty of time until curfew] Alex: It’s super neat inside, c’mon!

[padmedefencesquad]

Take Padmé Amidala, for example, whom I trusted to craft her own tragedy, and so she did. Even the virtuous will compromise their ethics in moments of fear. The question is never if they will betray themselves, but when, and how soon. Thus, a life spent fighting tyranny still launched an empire; how ironic that the legacy of the Republic's greatest champion would be my reign.

From "Then Fall, Sidious" by Olivie Blake in From a Certain Point of View: Return of the Jedi

[rabbitcruiser]

Alexandra Falls, NWT (No. 1)

The Alexandra Falls (Slavey: Hatto deh Naili) is a 32 m (105 ft) waterfall located on the Hay River in the Northwest Territories. The falls, the third highest in the NWT, form part of the Twin Falls Gorge Territorial Park and has its own day use area with a 3 km (1.9 mi) trail to the main campsite at Louise Falls (15 m drop), the second of the Twin Falls. Situated on the Mackenzie Highway the falls are about 10 km (6.2 mi) southwest of Enterprise and 43 km (27 mi) southwest of Hay River.

Both Ed Lucero and Tyler Bradt, whitewaterkayakers, have successfully gone over the falls in kayaks. Traditional Dene lore says that the two falls are two spirits, Grandmother and Grandfather, who protect the area.

Source: Wikipedia

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Alexandra Falls, NWT (No. 6)

Tributaries of the Hay River are the Chinchaga River, Meander River (in South Slavey: Tahchee), Steen River, Melvin River and Little Hay River. The Hay River effectively flows through the Hay-Zama Lakes. Rainbow Lake is a widening of the river itself.

Communities in the Hay River basin include Rainbow Lake, Zama City, Steen River, Indian Cabins (in South Slavey: Dzêtú) in Alberta and Enterprise and the homonymous Hay River in the Northwest Territories. There are two first nations communities in the river basin: Chateh and Meander River.

At the Alberta – Northwest Territories border, the annual discharge is 3,630,000 cubic decametres (2,940,000 acre⋅ft).

Source: Wikipedia

[safficranger]

Fake Scenarios In My Head #23

Over time, Casey and Alex had really gotten to know each other, including all the little quirks that made them unique. Casey had picked up on Alex’s special food preferences that changed with the seasons. Alex always believed that some foods just tasted better at the “right” time of year. Strawberries were for spring, watermelon for summer, pumpkin for fall, and hearty stews for winter. It wasn’t just about flavor, it was about the whole experience, the connection between the food and the season. Casey also knew that her girlfriend had a special love for fall because with it came the promise of all things pumpkin-flavored.

A few days earlier, Casey had been going through her calendar and realized that the first day of fall was coming up on Sunday.

So, on Sunday morning, Casey woke up early, careful not to wake Alex, who was still sound asleep. She tiptoed into the kitchen, eager to get started on her little surprise. She mixed flour, sugar, and eggs, then added a good sprinkle of cinnamon and nutmeg, letting the warm scents fill the room. As she stirred the batter, she pictured Alex’s smile when she`d wake up to a homemade treat she’d made just for her. She made quick work of pouring the batter into the baking dish and sliding it into the oven. While it baked, she cleaned up the kitchen and set the table.

By the time Alex wandered into the kitchen and sat down at the counter, the room was filled with the comforting aroma of spices, freshly baked goods, and hot coffee.

Alex inhaled deeply, a sleepy smile spreading across her face as she tried to wake up. “Did I sleepwalk through the rabbit hole into a fall wonderland?” she joked, her voice still soft and a bit groggy.

Casey stood by the counter with a bright smile, ready to slice the fresh pumpkin bread she’d just pulled from the oven. “Happy first day of fall, love,” she said, handing Alex the first slice.

Alex’s eyes lit up with delight as she took a bite, savoring the rich, warm flavor of the pumpkin bread. “Oh God, Casey, this is perfect. I love it!” She leaned over the counter and gave her girlfriend a loving kiss. “I love you! And thank you for making me feel so special!”

Casey smiled as she poured two cups of coffee, adding a dash of cinnamon to each. “It’s because you are special, Alex. And I love seeing you so happy.”

[novaksupremacy]

You know, even with all the power suits, I'm still convinced this is the gayest thing Alex Cabot ever wore

[taryo88]

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