#underground reservoirs

[completeoveranalysis]

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Chapitre 219 - Magic Passed Down, or Inherited Magic

The splash text reads something like All this time she has lived a distant path, All for the sake of this moment

In which HOW DARE YOU. I will never recover. 

I don’t think we’ve seen such an unfiltered look at the heartbreaking side of Yuuko’s existence before. Even just the emotion on her face is enough to wreck me, but the rest of it makes it even worse!

She is reclining in her sakura tree - technically, but not really. The strands of her hair stretch out behind her, looping endlessly over the branches until she is tied there. Just like her inbetween-place in reality, she is fixed here and unable to move. Add in the wings on her kimono and the overall effect is that of a butterfly caught in a spider web. She is frozen, head caught at an unnatural angle, and stuck here until she dies. She can’t even look up at the moon shining in the sky behind her. All she can do is look sadly down. 

Fun ;_;

I also really enjoy how her right hand is half in shadow, but the blackness of her fingers melds into the visual effect of the butterfly shadows on the fabric. It has a touch of that “moving between existence and non-existence” that many of the xxxholic covers had leading up to this, but I think this steers a bit away from that and lands her squarely in the 'non-existence' side of things. The living butterflies don’t overlap or get confused into the pattern of the fabric like they used to - now they are cleanly distinct, a separation between real and not real,  and Yuuko herself is the one fading into the side of the shadows, the reflections, the imitations. Her existence is ending. She will soon no longer be real - and to some, will never have existed at all. 

But she paid this price willingly, to save the future. 

[turbomnstr]

ALPHA 2 OUT NOW !!!!

[tilbageidanmark]

Inside the Underground Cisternerne Space.

[oppaihun]

People chanting we need tourism like okay yes I get it but also can we get the fuckin water reconnected first?

[yeehawpoorcryptid]

Help me decide what podcast to listen to next!! :D

These are all shows I’ve had saved for a while, but haven’t gotten around to listening to. They’re also relatively short, so getting caught up with them will be pretty easy for me!

Feel free to defend your pick in the replies/comments/tags. If you don’t recognize any of them, you can pick based on which title sounds coolest, or just show results if you want :) I’ll also put my favorite shows in the tags so you can get a sense of what I like!

[coldpenguintaco]

Water Storage Systems Market to Surge: Steel, Fiberglass, Concrete, and Plastic Solutions Lead the Way

The global Water Storage Systems market is poised for significant expansion in 2024, driven by increasing demand for efficient water management solutions, climate change concerns, and rapid urbanization. The Water Storage Systems Market size is projected to reach USD 25.1 billion by 2027 from USD 16.5 billion in 2022 growing at a CAGR of 8.7%. The market encompasses various technologies designed…

[oscargender]

Friend has gone home ☹️

[sheltiechicago]

In The Secluded Grandeur Of Copenhagen’s Former Underground Water Reservoir, Japanese Architect Hiroshi Sambuichi Unfolds A Contemplative Installation Entitled ‘The Water’

[reasonsforhope]

As relentless rains pounded LA, the city’s “sponge” infrastructure helped gather 8.6 billion gallons of water—enough to sustain over 100,000 households for a year.

Earlier this month, the future fell on Los Angeles. A long band of moisture in the sky, known as an atmospheric river, dumped 9 inches of rain on the city over three days—over half of what the city typically gets in a year. It’s the kind of extreme rainfall that’ll get ever more extreme as the planet warms.

The city’s water managers, though, were ready and waiting. Like other urban areas around the world, in recent years LA has been transforming into a “sponge city,” replacing impermeable surfaces, like concrete, with permeable ones, like dirt and plants. It has also built out “spreading grounds,” where water accumulates and soaks into the earth.

With traditional dams and all that newfangled spongy infrastructure, between February 4 and 7 the metropolis captured 8.6 billion gallons of stormwater, enough to provide water to 106,000 households for a year. For the rainy season in total, LA has accumulated 14.7 billion gallons.

Long reliant on snowmelt and river water piped in from afar, LA is on a quest to produce as much water as it can locally. “There's going to be a lot more rain and a lot less snow, which is going to alter the way we capture snowmelt and the aqueduct water,” says Art Castro, manager of watershed management at the Los Angeles Department of Water and Power. “Dams and spreading grounds are the workhorses of local stormwater capture for either flood protection or water supply.”

Centuries of urban-planning dogma dictates using gutters, sewers, and other infrastructure to funnel rainwater out of a metropolis as quickly as possible to prevent flooding. Given the increasingly catastrophic urban flooding seen around the world, though, that clearly isn’t working anymore, so now planners are finding clever ways to capture stormwater, treating it as an asset instead of a liability. “The problem of urban hydrology is caused by a thousand small cuts,” says Michael Kiparsky, director of the Wheeler Water Institute at UC Berkeley. “No one driveway or roof in and of itself causes massive alteration of the hydrologic cycle. But combine millions of them in one area and it does. Maybe we can solve that problem with a thousand Band-Aids.”

Or in this case, sponges. The trick to making a city more absorbent is to add more gardens and other green spaces that allow water to percolate into underlying aquifers—porous subterranean materials that can hold water—which a city can then draw from in times of need. Engineers are also greening up medians and roadside areas to soak up the water that’d normally rush off streets, into sewers, and eventually out to sea...

To exploit all that free water falling from the sky, the LADWP has carved out big patches of brown in the concrete jungle. Stormwater is piped into these spreading grounds and accumulates in dirt basins. That allows it to slowly soak into the underlying aquifer, which acts as a sort of natural underground tank that can hold 28 billion gallons of water.

During a storm, the city is also gathering water in dams, some of which it diverts into the spreading grounds. “After the storm comes by, and it's a bright sunny day, you’ll still see water being released into a channel and diverted into the spreading grounds,” says Castro. That way, water moves from a reservoir where it’s exposed to sunlight and evaporation, into an aquifer where it’s banked safely underground.

On a smaller scale, LADWP has been experimenting with turning parks into mini spreading grounds, diverting stormwater there to soak into subterranean cisterns or chambers. It’s also deploying green spaces along roadways, which have the additional benefit of mitigating flooding in a neighborhood: The less concrete and the more dirt and plants, the more the built environment can soak up stormwater like the actual environment naturally does.

As an added benefit, deploying more of these green spaces, along with urban gardens, improves the mental health of residents. Plants here also “sweat,” cooling the area and beating back the urban heat island effect—the tendency for concrete to absorb solar energy and slowly release it at night. By reducing summer temperatures, you improve the physical health of residents. “The more trees, the more shade, the less heat island effect,” says Castro. “Sometimes when it’s 90 degrees in the middle of summer, it could get up to 110 underneath a bus stop.”

LA’s far from alone in going spongy. Pittsburgh is also deploying more rain gardens, and where they absolutely must have a hard surface—sidewalks, parking lots, etc.—they’re using special concrete bricks that allow water to seep through. And a growing number of municipalities are scrutinizing properties and charging owners fees if they have excessive impermeable surfaces like pavement, thus incentivizing the switch to permeable surfaces like plots of native plants or urban gardens for producing more food locally.

So the old way of stormwater management isn’t just increasingly dangerous and ineffective as the planet warms and storms get more intense—it stands in the way of a more beautiful, less sweltering, more sustainable urban landscape. LA, of all places, is showing the world there’s a better way.

-via Wired, February 19, 2024

[zooeytang]

These are our main products: rainwater harvesting system modular tanks.

[tewwor]

It's downright eerie, really, how similar this pint sized kid is to his father. Smooth down that tufted up hair and they'd be carbon copies. Especially when that knife sharp retort flies and, yeah — definitely uncanny. Usually, he'd be quick to step down on the blatant rudeness. Grind that shit down with the heel of his shoe. He doesn't have the fucking time or patience for it, but for him ...

A clipped chuckle slips out and he shakes his head, slow and disbelieving. Maybe even a little impressed. "Being stupid and a mind reader's different, kid." He'll let it slide this time — probably continue to do so, honestly. Kid's got it hard enough, doesn't he?

"I'm going, I'm going." He crosses the distance and keeps pace with Megumi. Tries not to think about how routine it is for such a young kid to walk alone to and from school. Strikes a bit too close to home and horrendously personal experiences. "What sounds better today— pajeon, kimbap, or both?" Probably both, he reasons. Can always make some extra to tide them over for another day or two. "Even got enough to make some hotteok if you want."

megumi  crosses  his  arms  and  looks  at  siwoo,  his  brow  furrowed  in  a  mix  of  confusion  and  frustration.  the  sudden  appearance  of  siwoo  has  his  heart  twisting  in  a  way  he  doesn’t  want  to  acknowledge.  just  the  way  he  said  “happened  to  be  in  the  area”  makes  it  sound  like  some  kind  of  coincidence,  like  this  wasn’t  planned  at  all.  but  megumi  knows  it’s  not  that  simple.  he’s  heard  the  stories  about  how  siwoo  has  been  around  for  years—dropping  by  when  things  get  tough,  when  his  dad  doesn’t  show  up,  when  tsumiki's  mom  left,  when  tsumiki’s  been  trying  to  hold  everything  together.

but  megumi  doesn’t  want  to  admit  that  he’s  grateful  for  that,  or  that  he’s  been  hoping  for  someone  to  just...  show  up.  not  to  be  a  replacement,  not  to  fix  things.  he  doesn’t  need  that.  he  just  wants  things  to  be  normal  again,  even  if  he’s  not  sure  what  that  even  means  anymore.

"i'm  just  getting  off  school,  what  do  you  think? are you stupid?"  megumi  snaps,  his  words  coming  out  sharper  than  he  meant.  he’s  quick  to  try  and  shrug  it  off,  but  there's  a  tightness  in  his  chest  he  can’t  ignore.  the  fact  that  tsumiki  isn’t  home  yet  only  makes  the  whole  thing  worse—he’s  here,  alone,  as  usual.  it’s  just  him  and  the  empty  house.  siwoo’s  asking  if  they’ve  eaten,  but  even  if  he  says  no,  what  does  it  matter?  tsumiki  always  handles  things,  and  she’s  not  even  around.  the  thought  sits  uneasily  in  his  stomach,  but  he  won’t  let  himself  dwell  on  it.  not  with  siwoo  right  there.  he  forces  himself  to  look  away,  feeling  awkward  at  the  way  his  emotions  are  trying  to  creep  up.

"guess  it’s...  fine,"  he  mutters,  quieter  now,  as  he  stares  at  the  ground,  the  weight  of  his  words  settling  in.  "tsumiki’ll  be  happy,"  he  repeats,  not  looking  up  this  time,  as  if  saying  it  again  will  make  it  sound  more  true.  it’s  like  he’s  trying  to  convince  himself  that  the  fact  that  someone’s  here  for  them  matters.  but  deep  down,  he  knows  the  truth.  it’s  not  the  same  as  having  his  dad  show  up.  and  that’s  what  he  really  wants. 

but  he  won’t  ask. 

he  won’t  show  it.

“come  on,  then.  we  don't  have  all  day  to  just  stand  out  here,  old  man.”

[thedancingemu]

Twig Imps are a sort of "cousin" to Moss Mites. Budded from large old growth trees in areas with high levels of ambient magical energy (or from trees with roots deep enough to tap into underground reservoirs).

Less detritivorous than moss mites, young twig imps reconnect with the mother tree in the day time, sharing nutrients. As they get larger, they will eventually grow their own roots, which they bury in rich soil and photosynthesize during the day, emerging at dusk to wander the forest margins and glades. They rarely spend the day in the same spot twice.

Spooky luminous eyes and a nocturnal habit have given them a reputation as ill omens in some places, despite being generally harmless. Though they can be an inconvenience when they choose to root into roadways and garden plots. Most consider it bad luck to hurt them, so they are usually left alone. They will usually be gone and out of the way by nightfall anyway. They might knock some of your stuff over on the way out though. Or leave holes in your yard/garden. Or park themselves in the middle of the road all day...

They do not reproduce by dividing the way moss mites do, budding from mature trees is the only known method of bringing new twig imps into the world. They continue to grow very slowly though their lives, and rare specimens are said to become quite large. They are known to mimic humans and animals in the way larger moss imps do, but twig imps are more likely to be asymmetrical in shape.

[turbomnstr]

NEW RICH THE KID & QUAVO MUSIC VIDEO OUT NOW !!!!

[mutant-distraction]

Guelta d'Archei is an oasis, or rather a guelta, in the heart of the Sahara desert. A guelta is a peculiar type of wetland, typical of desert regions, formed when underground water in lowland depressions spills to the surface and creates permanent pools and reservoirs. Guelta d'Archei is located in the Ennedi Plateau, in north-eastern Chad, hidden behind a canyon.

Up on the cliffs are rock paintings, dating back to middle Holocene, that stand testament to the guelta’s long age.

[dinosou]

Reservoir Doggs💽

+++😎🤞🏾💣 squad fashoski.🐾