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This image looks west from underneath an automobile bridge in Janesville, Wisconsin (USA), through three bridges, downstream past the old Monterey Dam site, where a power shovel is working to remove the old dam's earth footprint. To me, the bridges seem to cut off the outside world, giving a sense of isolation, a little like being in a cavern. Geekspeak: There is a little foreshortening due to the focal length, but at 55mm, it's not really all that much. The 35mm equivalent (that's the old film camera) is only 88mm with the 1.6 crop factor of my Canon T7i camera, where 50mm would theoretically give an eyeball's equivalent view. There's an additional modest post-processing crop to get rid of the foreground bridge railing and a little peek at the sky. It's less than 20% of the original image area. That's enough to enhance the illusion created by the overhead bridges though, and the river directs the eye underneath them in what I think is a pleasant way.
This pretty marsh is drying out. I guess the reeds and cattails will die. Janesville (Wisconsin, USA) removed the Monterey Dam in the Rock River, which had flooded this area. It's all part of the big civic improvement project to revitalize the downtown area. The odd color of the sky is due to smoke from all the fires on the west coast. It arrived in Wisconsin yesterday via the Jet Stream.
With the sun peeking through the smoky sky, rusting, corrupt and poisonous infrastructure, and the apparent, although false resplendence of a dying marsh, there's sort of a post-apocalyptic revival feeling to this one, so here's some post-apocalyptic poetry to go with it: Hopeful: “I am like the water that runs over me, immune to permanence, recycling endlessly. I am water; I am life. The form may change, but the substance stays the same. Strike me down and I will rise again. Vincit qui patitur.” -- Rick Yancey Not so much: “I like living in my head because in there, everyone is kind and innocent." --J. Cornell Michel, Jordan's Brains: A Zombie Evolution “Forget the suffering You caused others. Forget the suffering Others caused you. The waters run and run, Springs sparkle and are done, You walk the earth you are forgetting. Sometimes you hear a distant refrain. What does it mean, you ask, who is singing? A childlike sun grows warm. A grandson and a great-grandson are born. You are led by the hand once again. The names of the rivers remain with you. How endless those rivers seem! Your fields lie fallow, The city towers are not as they were. You stand at the threshold mute.” -- Czesław Miłosz
