L1280752-ust-chulasa2018 | Ust-Chulasa, Arkhangelsk region, Russia 2018: photo by Emil Gataullin, 22 March 2018
L1200367-sokolovo2017 | Near Sokolovo villlage, Arkhangelsk region, Russia 2017: photo by Emil Gataullin, 17 February 2018
L1250640-koynas2018 | Koynas, Arkhangelsk region, Russia 2018: photo by Emil Gataullin, 14 March 2018
A yellow spot is seen where the tree planted by Emmanuel Macron and Donald Trump stood, on the South Lawn of the White House.: photo by Yuri Gripas/Reuters, 29 April 2018
Donald and Melania Trump participate in the tree-planting ceremony with Emmanuel and Brigitte Macron.: photo by Jim Watson/AFP/Getty Images, 25 April 2018
Tree planted at White House by Trump and Macron appears to have vanished: The tree was a gift presented by the French president as part of his state visit to Washington: Martin Pengelly, The Guardian, 29 April 2018
Pictures taken by a Reuters photographer appeared to show that a tree planted at the White House this week by Donald Trump and Emanuel Macron has vanished.The tree, an oak sapling from the site of a pivotal first world war
battle involving the US marines, was a gift presented by the French
president as part of his state visit to Washington.
The tree came from Belleau Wood, north-east of Paris, where 1,811 Americans died in a ferocious battle in June 1918.
In a tweet, Macron said: “100 years ago, American soldiers fought in France, in Belleau to defend our freedom. This oak tree (my gift to [Donald Trump]) will be a reminder at the White House of these ties that bind us.”
100 years ago, American soldiers fought in France, in Belleau to defend our freedom. This oak tree (my gift to @realDonaldTrump) will be a reminder at the White House of these ties that bind us.: tweet via Emmanuel Macron @EmmanuelMacron, 24 April 2018
Macron and Trump planted it on Monday, using golden shovels and with wives Brigitte Macron and Melania Trump looking on.
The planting ceremony prompted jokes and speculation on social media, particularly about whether the French president had been “trolling” Trump over his environmental policies and withdrawal from the Paris climate accord.
Photographs taken by Yuri Gripas of Reuters on Saturday showed only a yellow patch of grass in the spot on the White House South Lawn where the tree was planted.
French media were quick to take notice. The French edition of Huffpost quoted a French government official as saying the oak was “doing well” but was under quarantine.
The White House did not immediately respond to a request for comment.
Asylum seekers from Central America climb the border fence at Tijuana after a month-long journey north. Photo @eye4light: image via Getty Images News @GettyImagesNews, 29 April 2018
The Voice of AmericaVerified account @VOANews
Asperatus clouds over Cedar Rapids, Iowa: photo by Jane Wiggins, 2006
(1975)
Pink moon rising #pinkmoon: image via Luna Weaver Kaebisch @lkaebs, 6.25 PM 29 April 2018
The Hobo: Charles Burchfield, 1931 (Hirshhorn Museum and Sculpture Garden, Washington, D.C.)
the night coming down
pink moon rising
The East Wind: Charles Burchfield, 1918
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The Voice of AmericaVerified account @VOANews
White House Mystery: Where is Macron's Gifted Oak Tree? http://dlvr.it/QRBbFB
Replying to @Reuters #WhiteHouseTree: image via Carol Hunter @FairlyFae, 29 April 2018
Emilie Retweeted The Voice of America
Emilie added,
Emilie added,
Seriously you’d think that the @WhiteHouse could at least make up some gibberish about a bio security threat
...foreign species ..it’s not that hard ..but maybe Trump just couldn’t
take being upstaged. #WhitehouseTree #MacronsTree
image via Emilie @paintsandsings, 29 April 2018
Oak sapling, seeking political asylum, detained at Canadian border. #WhiteHouseTree: tweet via Dan Hasselius @DHasselius, 29 April 2018
image via Emilie @paintsandsings, 29 April 2018
Oak sapling, seeking political asylum, detained at Canadian border. #WhiteHouseTree: tweet via Dan Hasselius @DHasselius, 29 April 2018
Asperatus clouds over Cedar Rapids, Iowa: photo by Jane Wiggins, 2006
Realism
The smashed weirdness of the raving cadenzas of God
Takes over all of a sudden
In our time. It speaks through clouds and the voices of talk show moderators.
It tells us in a ringing anthem, like heavenly hosts uplifted,
That the rhapsody of the pastoral is out to lunch.
We can take it from there.
We can take it to Easy Street.
But when things get tough on Easy Street
What then? Is it time for realism?
And who are these guys on the bus
And who are these guys on the bus
Who glide in golden hats past us
On their way to Kansas City?
(1975)
Pink moon rising #pinkmoon: image via Luna Weaver Kaebisch @lkaebs, 6.25 PM 29 April 2018
The Hobo: Charles Burchfield, 1931 (Hirshhorn Museum and Sculpture Garden, Washington, D.C.)
There's all of everything still
absent the automotive hell
the forever fur traffic coming and going
the lights going out
the night sinking in
the landfill slowly sliding
That long thin pink strip of dying
the forever fur traffic coming and going
the lights going out
the night sinking in
the landfill slowly sliding
That long thin pink strip of dying
day off filling the western sky above the bay and mount tam
city lights beyond
the night coming down
pink moon rising
over albany hill
2018-77 | Burney Falls, CA: photo by biosfear, 20 April 2018
The East Wind: Charles Burchfield, 1918
East Wind over Weehawken: Edward Hopper, 1934 (Pennsylvania Academy of Fine Arts)
Old Alley, Magic Hour [Millvale, Pa.]: photo by David Grim, 27 February 2018
Old Alley, Magic Hour [Millvale, Pa.]: photo by David Grim, 27 February 2018
Old Alley, Magic Hour [Millvale, Pa.]: photo by David Grim, 27 February 2018
Westmoreland Museum of Art, Greensburgh, Pa.: photo by William Real, 14 April 2018
Mall Landscape | An extension to the Edgewood Town Centre Mall includes lots of strange new transitory landscapes. {Pittsburgh]: photo by William Real, 19 April 2018
Mall Landscape | An extension to the Edgewood Town Centre Mall includes lots of strange new transitory landscapes. {Pittsburgh]: photo by William Real, 19 April 2018
Old Alley, Magic Hour [Millvale, Pa.]: photo by David Grim, 27 February 2018
Old Alley, Magic Hour [Millvale, Pa.]: photo by David Grim, 27 February 2018
Old Alley, Magic Hour [Millvale, Pa.]: photo by David Grim, 27 February 2018
Up Against It [Sharpsburg, Pa.]: photo by David Grim, 25 February 2018
Westmoreland Museum of Art, Greensburgh, Pa.: photo by William Real, 14 April 2018
Westmoreland Museum of Art, Greensburgh, Pa.: photo by William Real, 14 April 2018
Westmoreland Museum of Art, Greensburgh, Pa.: photo by William Real, 14 April 2018
Westmoreland Museum of Art, Greensburgh, Pa.: photo by William Real, 14 April 2018
Westmoreland Museum of Art, Greensburgh, Pa.: photo by William Real, 14 April 2018
1 comment:
I saw it written and I saw it say
Pink moon is on its way
And none of you stand so tall
Pink moon gonna get you all
It's a pink moon
It's a pink, pink, pink, pink, pink moon
Nick Drake: Pink Moon (1972)
Volkwagen 'Pink Moon'
... for Burchfield's murky Hobo...
Tim Buckley: Morning Glory, Lee Underwood guitar, Danny Thompson bass, Carter Collins percussion | BBC Late Night
I lit my purest candle close to my
Window, hoping it would catch the eye
Of any vagabond who passed it by,
And I waited in my fleeting house
Before he came I felt him drawing near;
As he neared I felt the ancient fear
That he had come to wound my door and jeer,
And I waited in my fleeting house
"Tell me stories," I called to the Hobo;
"Stories of cold," I smiled at the Hobo;
"Stories of old," I knelt to the Hobo;
And he stood before my fleeting house
"No," said the Hobo, "No more tales of time;
Don't ask me now to wash away the grime;
I can't come in 'cause it's too high a climb,"
And he walked away from my fleeting house
"Then you be damned!" I screamed to the Hobo;
"Leave me alone," I wept to the Hobo;
"Turn into stone," I knelt to the Hobo;
And he walked away from my fleeting house
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