#marshlands

[tofreezetime]

the breaking of twigs

the only sound

[missedmilemarkers]

[herbalnature]

Catch the serene vibe of a Southwest Louisiana sunrise, where the sky kisses the marsh in a display of warm colors and crisp reflections. Just imagine the gentle lull of water against your boat as you set out for an early morning fishing adventure.

[scavengedluxury]

Reed harvest, 1975. From the Budapest Municipal Photography Company archive.

[photospin]

dark and ominous swamp.

polaroid sx-70 film.

adjusted in photoshop.

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a little bit about this photo here:

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this is another photo taken when my sx-70's pick-arm was malfunctioning. on top of that, it was a 90+ degree F day, which caused the film in the bay of the camera to expand.

as a result, it came out oddly exposed and partially damaged. the exposure ring on the camera was set to one stop lower than center, due to the extremely bright sunlight that day, but you wouldn't think that by looking at it. in reality, the sun was beating down directly on top of us (we were in an area of the swamp that had a clearing so there was no tree coverage/shade) and the scene was actually fairly well-lit.

when using a polaroid, if the sunlight is oppressive, i tend to set the exposure to a -1 to start. the sx-70 land camera has a dial rather than a slider mechanism that would be used on later polaroid cameras. but it's pretty clear what setting you're on because the dial has a small notch in it to show where "neutral exposure" is. mine was set just slightly less of neutral, and yet the picture came out so dark with a bright sky.

i'm chalking it up to the damaged film screwing up the pick-arm's calculations for the height of the exposure. the expanded chemicals probably made it a millimeter or two too high, thus the pick-arm was pressing the exposure up against the mirror, and in turn, making the rollers have to work harder to compress and spread the chemicals across the exposure. it certainly made a horrible mechanical sound when this picture was taken that scared the shit out of me lol.

furthermore, the sx-70 land camera has an entirely metal body and the film was newly purchased. why does that matter? well, present-day polaroid cannot make the exact same formula that was used from the 70s to the early 00s due to a bunch of regulations i won't get into. as a result, i do think whatever mixture they used was primarily developed with the assumption that it would be used in plastic-body cameras, which don't get as hot.

just a guess, though. i think the result is pretty interesting anyway.

[noonbeam-stims]

A dark green, brown, and black Tall Shadow (from Warrior Cats) stimboard, with things relating to pine forests and marshes and stuff

dark green, brown, and black tall shadow/shadowstar [warrior cats] stimboard with forests and marshes requested by anon! couldnt find any pine forests specifically so i hope thats alright HGDVFKLJN

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[oflights]

Marshlands

A thin wet sky, that yellows at the rim, And meets with sun-lost lip the marsh’s brim.

The pools low lying, dank with moss and mould, Glint through their mildews like large cups of gold.

Among the wild rice in the still lagoon, In monotone the lizard shrills his tune.

The wild goose, homing, seeks a sheltering, Where rushes grow, and oozing lichens cling.

Late cranes with heavy wing, and lazy flight, Sail up the silence with the nearing night.

And like a spirit, swathed in some soft veil, Steals twilight and its shadows o’er the swale.

Hushed lie the sedges, and the vapours creep, Thick, grey and humid, while the marshes sleep.

Emily Pauline Johnson

[acepumpkinpatrick]

Today, April 21st, marks the 32nd anniversary of the Ahwari Genocide

Ahwaris (more commonly known as Marsh Arabs) are the indigenous peoples of the marshlands. Their lineage goes back to the Sumerians (the world's earliest known civilization).

In 1992 the Ba'ath party in Iraq, led by Saddam Hussein, initiated a series of attacks and aggressions against the Ahwari people to quench the 1991 uprising that started in southern city against Saddam Hussein and his party.

Drainage, desiccation and destruction of the marshlands. Murdering & kidnapping 50 thousand people. Exclusion of Ahwari people from society and branding them as 'savages' that know nothing.

All that is not to say it started with Saddam, it began at least a century before that, wthen the marshes were divided into two parts by the Sykes-Picot Agreement.

The genocide of the Ahwari people is still ongoing till this day by the current government, with severe drainage and desiccation that Al-Hawizeh Marshes (Iraq's 2nd largest Marshelands) are facing since 2021.

Please also check these sources:

The Ahwari network

Mesopotamian Delta , Ahwari Voice , Ahwari Archive , Ahwar Collective on Instagram

Mustafa Hashim & Murtada Al-Janobi Ahwari citizens and activists

[tofreezetime]

where and when

is relative

[keep-looking-here]

Cracked mud in the samphire flats, Febuary

[tondiable]

Attempting to feel human recently.

[newhampshireofficial]

Rb to support our critically important marshlands

[christinageddinsswot]

Nature’s Muse von Christina Geddins-Swot

Nature’s Muse

⫸ Primfeed:

https://www.primfeed.com/81christina81.resident/posts/af80e233-1cf8-4b6a-b33b-adbc861cc060

⫸ Flickr:

https://flic.kr/p/2qCKr8Z

⫸ X:

https://x.com/ChristinaGeddi3/status/1873951072907370782

⫸ Deviantart:

https://www.deviantart.com/tina-geddins-swot/art/Natures-Muse-1140546962

[hiphuman2020]

Forget the controversy, put aside the astounding 12 million books sold and the 2022 movie, Where the Crawdads Sing by Delia Owens is a singularly beautiful novel.

Where the Crawdads Sing has much to teach us about our relationship to the natural world.

Kya lives in a shack set back in the palmettos in the marshlands of the North Carolina coast. Just before her sixth birthday, her mother leaves. She has lost track of when her siblings drifted away. Before she turns seven, her father is gone.  If there is any good fortune to be had by a child whose entire family has abandoned, it is that Kya lives in a shack set back in the palmettos in the…

[tofreezetime]

I'm not leaving; it is not possible

my soul is forever stuck here

wandering about the wetlands

listening to the wind through the grass

forgetting where my body went

[angelkoh-blog]

watermarsh