People -- Now Is The Time To Upgrade -- From Windows 8 to 8.1:

Please read all of this before proceeding.

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I was mildly curious when I noticed that a new laptop I had ordered will arrive with Windows 8.1 So ... I said -- “Self. If that one will arrive with Windows 8.1, why have these others using 8? What is the difference?” So, I investigated and decided to upgrade now; before the next laptop arrives.

I was none too happy with Windows 8, and by now most of the planet knows why. I guess a lot of people just have to find out the hard way that something is really bad. I have been telling people about the Five Evils and the Monkey Lawyers and the Monkey Judges (and how horrible it all is) for decades now; and still, many people just do not get the message until it happens to them too. In the case with the Deviates; by then it is too late, and the things are claiming your soul, life, children and possessions.

My problem is -- I cannot in all good conscience allow so many people to be damaged and exposed to such lying perversions -- just to prove a point, and for my messages to be seen as the Truth that they really are.

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Windows 8, is surely an example of that. It is too bad that so many people have had to suffer from Windows 8, just to find out that I was right about what I said before -- about the Never-ending Windows Scam.

But, this message is not about scolding Microsoft. What I want to do here, is to urge all of you to upgrade to Windows 8.1 -- and to tell you how to do it.

Yes -- Windows 8.1 -- IS BETTER!

Follow these simple steps. Please do it my way, because I know this works right.

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ONE. On the Internet, locate the website at Microsoft that is the download page for Windows 8.1. Mark it. Bookmark it. DO NOT USE IT NOW! Write down the web address if you have to -- you will return to it later.

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TWO. Turn off all applications that you are running, and keep on your Internet browser. Put on some innocuous page like the Google homepage; something that will just be there, and not actively cause traffic. Minimize that while it is still on. Get it off your desktop, but still running (so, you are still connected to the Internet).

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THREE. Go to your Control Panel. Inside the selections of the Control Panel you will find 'Windows Update'. If it is not there for some reason, you have other issues to correct before you can do all of this.

Open 'Windows Update', and make it search for all possible updates. The results will come in two parts -- Important, and Optional.

To properly upgrade to Windows 8.1 -- you must first update all of the important items for Windows 8 -- which includes an update of the Update Service itself, which you might see first. You may have to restart the computer after that.

Update Windows 8 with all of the available Important Updates for that. This will take time. Hours maybe. You will have to watch over it, while the update process happens. You will want to know if the computer gives you any strange messages or warnings or says something is missing. Usually, the computer will download the Important Updates and then automatically start to install them. The install process, can make the computer restart several times -- sometimes giving you messages that only a percentage has been installed, and then it restarts again. When all of the restarts are done, the update process is finished.

[[You should not have to go through the Log On screen each time, but if for some reason you do -- just do it. This is one reason why you must watch over it.]]

It is very wise for you to leave the Internet on (Hotspot, modem etc) and cycle the computer several times manually after this.

That means, when the computer says it is finished; turn it off. Make things so when you turn the computer on again, it will connect to the Internet automatically (if you can, otherwise you will have to do it manually). When the computer reboots, and you have logged on, and after it has gone back to stasis; invariably it will start to do some more adjustments to the updates that have just been loaded -- PLUS -- a bunch of programs in your computer will start to update themselves via the Internet. You have to let that all happen.

You should have some kind of Internet Monitor like 'BitMeter' to show you what is happening (traffic wise). You MUST also have an operational Internet Firewall on at the same time. The firewall should not interfere with these processes, but it will keep assholes out of your computer. Keeping your computer non-political.

When the computer seems to have gone through all of those updates and is happy -- and BitMeter shows no more Internet Traffic -- shut off the computer again. Repeat this cycling process until the updates no longer occur.

Now -- one more time -- shut off the computer and turn it back on (use cold boots, not restarts for the cycling). Watch what your computer does; if it just starts normally, you are ready to upgrade to Windows 8.1

[[Keep in mind the difference between 'Updates' and 'Upgrades'. You are performing 'Updates' in order to gain an 'Upgrade' to Windows 8.1]]

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FOUR. You are ready to upgrade to Windows 8.1

Be on the Internet, and go back to that page that you marked -- the Microsoft one -- where you can upgrade to Windows 8.1

Start the Upgrade Process. Again, the computer will download from Microsoft for a long time; then it will automatically start to install Windows 8.1

This is very similar to the Update Process that you just went through. The computer will restart several times. Keep track of what your computer is doing -- in case you are needed for Log Ons.

When the Upgrade Process is all done (completely, after restarts) -- begin to cold cycle the computer again -- making sure that the Internet connection will come on again too. Once more, the programs in your computer will want to download updates -- let this all happen -- do not shut down the Internet.

When BitMeter (or something like it) says there is no more traffic -- cold cycle the computer again.

When all of the automatic adjusting and downloading by programs is done -- and BitMeter shows that everything is normal. There is one more thing to do.

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FIVE. Cold cycle the computer again. When everything is normal -- and you have the Internet on again, with your web browser on ...

go to your Control Panel again. Go back to 'Windows Update'. Make it find more updates -- THIS TIME for Windows 8.1!

Make it download all of the Important Updates for Windows 8.1

For the last time, watch over the download process. Watch the computer restart several times. When all of the Windows 8.1 updates have been installed, cold cycle the computer again (manually) several times. Allow the programs to update again -- readjust.

[[In situations like updates and upgrades, not everything adjusts with one cold cycle. I use the term Cold Cycle, because some people confuse 'Reboot' with 'Restart'.]]

When it is all done -- cold cycle the computer one last time. Turn it off manually. Turn it back on manually. Log on.

You should be looking at a new 'Lock Screen'. Later, you can change that Lock Screen picture to anything else -- by going to 'PC Settings' and then 'Personalization'. In there, you will find the Lock Screen controls.

For now, after you log in -- you will be facing your Desktop. In Window 8, you had to call up the desktop from the Start Tiles screen.

Now, they are gone. You have a Start Tile in your upper right corner (if you are vertical) and when you hit that, it takes you to the tiles.

This makes your computer operations much more coherent than with Windows 8. Windows 8.1 also seems to be quite stable and a bit faster.

Before, in Windows 8, my computers used to flash about. Screens would change for no apparent reason. That is gone now.

You must go to 'PC Settings', and calibrate them to your desires again.

Also -- 'My Computer' is now called 'This PC'. Maybe, to denote that you are now in Windows 8.1

[[Depending upon the condition and speed of your computer, and Internet connections, this whole upgrade could take from two to six hours. I suggest that you have an Internet Traffic Monitor like BitMeter installed before you start all of this.]]

Good Life -- and Happy Upgrading!

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Markel Peters

http://www.voices-of-iowa.blogspot.com/

http://www.voices-of-iowa-concise.blogspot.com/

http://www.better-boys-of-america.blogspot.com/

Break The Brainwashing:

Ok, no sense putting in a link to the concise site; since you will only want to read this one anyway.

(sniffle)

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Every time I put out a new message, good people look happy the morning of the day after I put out the message. There must be some telekinesis working across the Species, since I doubt if all of them read that message -- even though they should have. If ever there was a website that should be read by all Humans, it is this one. They are probably just reading reports about my messages anyway, they being so busy all the time that there is no chance to read the entire messages. Such is a shame, because these messages really are important and what report can give to you all of what is in an original message?

For instance, one of the two projects that I am working on presently is going to be more than 300 pages (on my word processor) and I will have a hard time keeping it below 400 -- and because of how it is written (structure) it will be impossible to make anything more than a brief report about it. It will have to be read in total, due to being different in hundreds of ways throughout the work.

Reading it will be quite interesting to Humans who can think. Scotland will not be able to read it. Scotland cannot think. Scotland votes instead.

I must say that the ridiculous behavior of Scotland has shown everyone elsewhere just how ludicrous it is to vote. Certainly ludicrous, when the voters are nothing more than media brainwashed hogs in a pre-slaughter confinement building; and what they are voting on is the one thing that their Masters will never allow -- FREEDOM.

Do you think that there is even one Hog Owner of one hog plant that will accept a vote by the hogs for Freedom? Certainly not! That would get him in trouble with the Law. In the case of Brainwashed Scotland, it would get the Owners in trouble with the Queer Laws of Queer England.

The solution for the Idiot Owners in Blighted Scotland is to play the old 'Vote you see it, Vote you do not!' trick on the brainwashed stupes under their control. Deflect their reduced brains! Create a diversion! Divide them with a Voting Game! Then, conquer them with bullshit, by claiming that the entire matter of Freedom From Perversions has been decided by THE OWNER'S VOTING GAME!!!!

I can just imagine how many megatons of Queer Propaganda was dropped on the heads of those People of Scotland -- as soon as they fell for the Voting Game Trick. Which, proved to Queer England that they were stupid enough to believe any lie that the Deviates put out on the Queer Medias over there. In the end they must have voted just to get it over with, and get out from under the Queershit that was being poured on them. Unless, they are too stupid to know when they are being lied to. That would seem to be the case, since they voted. Idiots Vote.

As I said in my last message -- no one votes in a Revolution -- particularly not the next one. What is absolutely required for the next revolution is thinking, non-squeamish, courageous, and determined agreement. Zero Voting. If anyone is so stupid that they believe they have to vote in order to stay alive as a person, and as a Species -- ship them off to Scotland -- the Land of Idiot Voters.

Well, at least we know now, where to send all of the Imbeciles, and the 'Idiots That Have Been Lied To' that are over here -- I was having a problem with that one.

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When I saw that Mitt The Rat Romney was elected as the RepuCrap Candidate for Resident in the White Outhouse back in 2012 -- I knew that the Political Machines that rule Planet Sinister would never allow the Human Species to be Free again -- unless those political vermin are all dead.

Freedom for the Human Species demands as a prerequisite, the absolute absence of every political c**ksucker that breathes anywhere near the Human Species. That most certainly applies to all ModoRats who want to be the Owners of our Species; and lead the propaganda campaigns to derail any effort for Human Independence with the Voting Game.

We now know where to send all Imbeciles and 'Idiots That Have Been Lied To' during a Revolution -- Scotland, where stupidity is treasured above all other things.

However, what will we do with the ModoRat C**ksuckers? These are the kinds of decisions that I have to make. Right now, as far as the ModoRats are concerned, I favor feeding them. Their own body parts, starting with their lying murdering killer mouths. Then, making them vote about what part of their vile lying murdering bodies will be cut off next for them to eat. If they do not vote, they die. When they stop voting, they die.

That is about the most fair and equitable means of elimination I can come up with so far, for ModoRats. I have to consider satisfying the Human Species, after all. But, I am still working on it.

By the way, if previous to this news you did not know how horrid the ModoRats are, and what their punishment must be like -- you must have just dropped in from Mars or Saturn.

ModoRats -- are BUWIs.

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Voting can only exist as a substitute for Reality, providing enough brainwashing has already been applied to the person, or group, or society that is the target of the voting. Therefore, erasing from their brains all perceptions of the Reality -- the Reality that in this world if a Human wants Freedom, he or she takes it! By any force necessary! In a political world, that has already declared itself to be non-Human and anti-Life to all Humanity.

Voting -- targets the voters. Voting, does nothing for the voters themselves. Instead, it makes them vulnerable to the claims (by the Owners and Masters) that since they voted, they must now pay the consequences -- and remain enslaved, duped, jerked around, and bred for complacency.

Hence, voting is a crippling event. Mental cripples vote. Voting reinforces and sustains the disability. Cripples vote, and they vote to be cripples! Which pleases the dirty rotten ModoRats to no end.

And yet, that cycle of dementia and disability and deception can be broken -- by never voting. The entire Queershit Scam of 'politics' depends entirely upon having enough pre-treated mental cripples available to stage an election with.

Without that, you will suddenly see how rancid and violent and vicious and genocidal all politicians really are. When you take away the games and scams that they need, so they can fool populations of people into elevating scum and sewer dwellers such as themselves to places of elected office, they will turn on you -- they will kill you -- they will order their QueerSwats to terrorize you -- they will order the Queer and Armed Fart-Forces of Heinrich 'Himmler' Reid to burn your cities and capture the non-compliant populations -- they will reveal their true selves.

Monsters, that the Queers were counting on; to ride to the top on. To eliminate Humanity with.

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And, it all hinges on the brainwashing (from non-Humans) that voting is necessary, and voting is what makes a free society for Humans -- when exactly the opposite is the Truth, and voting only perpetuates the political game of population slavery.

So ... how do you break out? How do you break out of the Voting Prison? Well, how do you break out of any prison? You quit playing by the 'rules', and you get a gun!

Do not even try to think for yourself, and try to escape the Voting Prison, without weapons.

BECOME AN EXPERT ABOUT FOUR THINGS ...

1. YOUR OWN THOUGHTS

2. YOUR OWN ABILITIES AND TALENTS

3. WHAT THE REALITY IS WHERE YOU ARE

4. WEAPONS AND HOW TO USE THEM

And, never vote again. If you do, you might as well commit suicide; after the slaughter of your own bloodline.

Then you can listen to Glenn Beck -- babbling in Hell.

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Do you think the Queer Masters of Queer England would have accepted a vote against them by Scotland? Get real! They would have denounced and refused the vote, and sent their Killer Queers -- the SAS -- to Scotland to exterminate the Independence Leaders and terrorize the country. Ever hear of Northern Ireland, or the Irish Rebellion? Get some kind of grip on Reality, even if it is only with your fingertips. Queer England -- IS QUEER! Duuhhhh ...

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Do not feel sympathy for the ModoRats. Those POS know exactly how hideous they are, and how much they want us all dead. Every lie out of their mouths-for-hire, is a bullet in your heart.

Gloating, is a big joy to all ModoRats. If the ModoRats ever get a deathgrip on our Species, all of you will be existing in Concentration Communities; reduced to fighting like naked cats and dogs over your 'Rights' to crap in the dungpits of your choice -- from those allowed to you, by your ModoRat Masters. Whipped, of course. You will always be whipped.

The audience will be Laughing Queers -- and Gloating ModoRats.

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Markel Peters

http://www.voices-of-iowa.blogspot.com/

http://www.voices-of-iowa-concise.blogspot.com/

A Concise Message Has Been Sent Out Entitled -- A Scotland Of Cogs:

A concise message has been sent out at ...
http://www.voices-of-iowa-concise.blogspot.com

entitled 'A Scotland Of Cogs:'

Thank You

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Markel Peters
http://www.voices-of-iowa.blogspot.com

http://www.voices-of-iowa-concise.blogspot.com

http://www.better-boys-of-america.blogspot.com

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Ok, I will repeat it here for the lazy ones.

Imagine, an entire nation reduced to the poverty of playing the political games of jackals called 'politicians' -- and failing, of course -- as was planned by those politicians. And, now thinking that they have lost their chance and they must remain slaves of Queer England. When all they have to do is to boil the politician liars in oil, and take their independence!!!! Pathetic. Sickening pathetic.

I think it was this Wednesday that I was listening to a radio station briefly, and I heard a trained liar yapping about something. I just listened long enough to identify it as the vermin Glenn Beck, and then I realized it was squealing about how the world was going to die if Scotland declared independence from Queer England. I was about to turn it off, when the vermin mentioned that voting was somehow involved. I laughed, of course, and went about my business.

Today, Thursday, I read that the political machine in Scotland (which is Big and British by the way, and has been for a very long time) had duped the population there (nothing new about that) into thinking that they had been given a chance to be independent -- and they had turned it down. By, of all the absurdities in the universe -- voting!!!!

Voting.

The one most infamous single act of complete stupidity and obedience to your own destruction that can be committed on this planet. Voting!

I had to laugh. Such dogshit! Another country of fools had swallowed the lie that the political machines that enslave them are all-knowing and all-caring and all-important in their lives. Another country of fools had played the twisted game of the rancid bastards and bitches of history -- politicians -- and had committed population suicide by voting!

This is the kind of twisted and imbecilic 'politics-as-usual' that makes mini-nation builders like Glenn Beck as happy as a whore with two assholes. I did not listen to that pervert today, of course, but you can bet that it was yapping to its mini-nation of brainless listeners that the world has been saved, because the people of Scotland were shit-stupid enough to vote! To vote for something that is theirs already!

When the Queer Masters began to give orders to their minions for the creation of the Hideous Boston Horrid Zone, and the resulting poisoning of this continent, one of the reasons why they said it could be done was because they knew that POS like Glenn Beck were out there; waiting to take advantage of the chaos and the calamities that the Queers would create -- by trying to build their own mini-nations (land-grabbing) out of the turmoil and the confusion. I wouldn't doubt if the so-called Homosexuals have stock in Glenn Beck Inc.

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If you are new to this poor planet you may wonder how so many people can be so unbelievably stupid. The answer is simple -- TV, FM, queer newsrags, propaganda, and political machines. If you really are new, I will explain what a political machine is. Most nations begin with good intentions driven by necessity. Most nations are created in order to escape a state of being disorganized and/or enslaved. The 'founding fathers' of such nations are usually pretty smart, and altruistic to the people whom they represent. Once the government is established, however, that is when those people are slated for extermination and replacement; by scum who are not good enough to eat their feces. The scum, have zero regards for the people and want to create a power game of politics that legalizes itself, declares all of its edicts and rules as legal (regardless of what the stupefied people say), and fabricates judicial and administrative regulations that forbid its political machinery (of self-serving purposes, and only self-serving purposes) as inviolable and impossible to remove or replace. It then gives itself the power (in legalese bullshit) to declare war (foreign and domestic) upon any population that opposes its games and its domination and its tyranny and its oppressive rule. In short, gangsters. Thugs with legislation.

And, the key factor in all of it -- that is constantly used by the political chimps to keep the populations mollified and confused and fooled and reduced -- is voting.

Voting, is the ruination of any nation that is dictated by a political machine. Voting, is literally saying -- “I give up. I am inferior. I am a Stupe for the Machine.”

Glenn Beck is another aspiring dictator that wants its own mini-nation, and thus its own Political Machine. Therefore, it is overjoyed to see someone else use a Political Machine to make chumps and retards out of any population. Of course! It, is making chumps and retards out of its listening audience -- which it intends upon making into a mini-nation of its own -- ruled by its own Political Machinery -- of course!

To see any Political Machine make total idiots out of any population anywhere -- just thrills POS like Glenn Beck to your death!!!!

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Do you remember what I said about Autonomy?

Autonomy, is the result of Revolution. It was not always that way. There were times in the past when political machines did not rule, and Statesmen really walked the Earth; and voting meant something. In those times, some lands of autonomy were created.

Now, however, the political machines have become so perverse and so dominant and so tyrannical that all such possibilities are gone. Deliberately. For the security of the politicians, and their nasty games.

These days, Autonomy is the result of Revolution.

There is no voting -- in Revolutions.

Revolutions happen when conditions become so horrible, minus the screens of lies and propaganda, that enough Humans get together with their guns and agree to fight. Especially to fight a Queer Government. No one votes. They all agree.

No politician, no matter who or what it is otherwise, wants you to know that. No politician, no matter whose side it says it is on, wants you to know that. No politician, no matter what it looks like or what it says, wants you to know that.

The entire Queershit fakery of Mass Population Control depends upon that one hinge point -- to keep the idiots thinking that voting will somehow achieve something for them. Even to give them perks and make it seem like voting helps them sometimes, but not usually. To keep them addicted to the Voting Carrot, so you can rule them like they were rabbits.

Speaking of livestock, I was driving through Wisconsin today and I saw a herd of brown cattle in a wide grass field. I see such sights all the time in Wisconsin in the summertime -- but at this time I was chuckling about how ridiculous the People of Scotland have been made to be -- voting -- and I noticed that there were a lot of those cattle and the field was not that big (on a slope towards the road). There was no fence to keep them out of the road -- which they might travel down and escape by. Then, I noticed that near the ground were strung two strands of bare electrical wire, one about six inches above the grass and the other about eighteen inches above the grass.

Immediately the parallel hit me. The only thing that is preventing that herd of cattle from leaving that field and romping about the Wisconsin countryside is not a fence, and not a wall, and not guns -- it is two strands of electrified wires that will give the cattle a non-fatal shock if they touch the wires.

The cattle are literally enslaved by the simple threat of electric shocks if they try to escape. Any cow can easily step over the wires and escape, but because they are stupefied and forced to be placid -- they cannot think of what is possible.

Scotland is cattle. Scotland is dumb animals kept in cages by the Queershit Propaganda that they have to vote in order to get anything that they want. They have been bred to stupidity, and are now held in their 'allowed spaces' by devices of the imagination that are completely fabricated, and do not exist in Reality. Such as voting.

They might as well not have genitals, and stop breeding.

To think that millions of them have been reduced to such a miserable condition of servitude to Queer English Propaganda -- supported by every nation building asshole on the planet like Glenn Beck -- is enough to make anyone freak out and scream ...

if you have never seen it happen before.

I have seen it happen dozens of times, and I just laugh.

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Markel Peters

Here--Early Summer--2014:

I am still working on those special projects that I mentioned before. I have a lot of time involved in them, and they will require a lot more work before they are both completed. In the meantime, I am going to have to resort to smaller messages and photo journeys in order to keep putting out messages.

I went on a photo journey earlier this year. I drove for most of a day around Northern Iowa, and then I decided that I had taken enough pictures of that region; so I headed for the Mississippi River. My intention was to present a photo journey from Eagle Grove to the Mississippi River. I completed the first half of the photographs in one day, and due to circumstances I had to turn back. My intention was to continue from where I left off, and then photograph the rest of the journey to the Mississippi River. That would have (and will) entailed going into the river valley counties of Iowa, which are quite different from the central plains. Together, the journey would have been about 200-250 photographs.

I was going to complete the photographs the next time I had a day off, but then I became injured and I was not able to do any photography for ten weeks. Now, I am back to work and I am quite repaired again; so I will be trying to finish this soon.

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Eagle Grove from the south.

As you may know, I wander when I take pictures. There are conflicting philosophies about picture taking.

1. You can try to plan out an itinerary, and attempt to make it happen your way. That works well with furniture, gravestones, fire hydrants (but, not always), Sears department stores, church buildings, a bottle of Sun Tea in the backyard (in the sun of course), and Satan Tubers (which always sit frozen on furniture, and stare stupidly at TV with their mouths open). It does not work well with anything alive.

2. Since the subject matter(s) are very much alive, and could not begin to care about having their photographs taken -- be very mobile and flexible in your approach, and seldom plan anything. Maybe, you can decide which area or region you want to be in.

Eagle Grove the Island.

I almost always use the second method, which has me zooming about from township to township, or slowly trolling along at twenty miles an hour looking for pictures. I zoom, when I am trying to keep up with the clouds and the light. I troll, when I am in a good place for photographs.

In this trip, I started by going here. This is the area just above Lake Cornelia. It is the rolling hills region of Wright County. The last time I showed a photograph from this intersection, this pond was not here. That is because it is not a pond. It is actually a cow pasture. However, just before I went out on this trip it had rained heavily. Indeed, one of the reasons why I went out that day was to take pictures of any flooding that was happening.

I stopped along the road to look north for signs of flooding. Then, I saw this curious bird and took a shot of it. Little did I know how much birds were going to be a part of this photo journey.

The road runs west to east, and this is looking back to the west. What I stopped for was the view from the trees that you see on the right (north) side of the picture.

 

I watched that bird for a moment, and then it chirped and three little babies appeared out of the grass; and they all ran off into the trees on the top of the hills -- like a family out of a Brother's Grimm Fairy Tale. [[Highly recommended reading by the way. Their 'fairy tales' are actually stories, legends and fables. And, there are no faggots in them at all!]]

Then, I decided to make a panorama out of that sight.

This is what I had actually stopped to see. It is one of my favorite views of Wright County, and it is typical of the county.

Further to the east, we come to the view of Belmond from the rolling hills. The pond there, is the one I have shown pictures of before. It is rich with wildlife, from frogs to deer; both of which are usually too quick for my camera.

The next eight photographs show the pond itself. If you know anything about ecology, you will recognize the richness of the environment there.

Looking north.

Looking north.

Looking east.

Looking west. There was a mommy duck and three small ducklings hiding in the reeds there. They saw me just as I saw them, and they scampered into the vegetation.

Looking northwest.

Looking down.

Local resident.

Looking up, I was surprised to see my arch enemies of Nature Photography flying in formation over my head. Yes, none other than the illustrious, elite, forever-primped, and aloof -- Great White American Pelicans. I had expected a few ducks. I had expected trying to get some long range shots of disappearing ducks. There were no ducks, not even Grand Dad Heron was there today.

These are the absolute most difficult birds in all of America to get pictures of. Period. You can always bait Hummingbirds. Nothing attracts the Great White American Pelicans, except other Great White American Pelicans.

Five of them soared about up there, high over my insignificant and lowly and unwinged head, for about fifteen minutes.

They showed no intention of landing, and I began to suspect that I was being lined up for target practice.

They came a bit lower, and I took this photograph. Notice the lower wing sections have broad black areas. The rest of the bird is pure white except for its long yellow beak. And, such a handsome beak. Maybe if I flatter them, they will let me take some closeups.

If they did, it would be the first time in the History of the Known Universe.

From the north appeared two more pelicans, and these were determined to land on the pond.

Well, I drove a bit to the east and circled around so I was north of the pond. This area has many small ponds and glacial pits. Plus, it had rained a lot recently. Not far away, I surprised the second most difficult bird in America to photograph. I stopped with a screech and snapped this shot. This is probably a grandson of Grand Dad Heron of the Pond.

Now, I began to roam about. I went over to Belmond and got some munchies at the supermarket, to sustain my further adventures. Then, I headed west out of town on a track that would take me further north and possibly into Hancock county.

At one of the farms along the road I saw these two standing under a tree. This is one of their favorite places, look at the ground underneath them. From there, they can watch all of the county go by in steel idiots.

Just a little ways to the west, I stopped again and took some panorama shots. As all of this is literally a photographic record of Iowa before it is killed by ButtUgly Windmills from New Jersey -- pictures such as this are priceless. At the far left of the panorama, you will see a black bird sitting on the telephone wires, minding its own business. Do not be fooled. That bird is watching every move I make. That, is the most intelligent and talented black bird in Iowa. Waiting for a chance to audition.

I stopped the Cashmere just beyond him, which I am sure disappointed him. But then, I bounced out of the car with my camera and began to talk to him and take photographs.

His chance at last! He had been waiting since January to show someone how well he could dance in the air! He swooped and dove and climbed and pirouetted and dove again and hovered while flapping his wings!

Then, he would land on the telephone wire again and wait for the applause. Bravo! Hurrah! “What a Great Bird!” I shouted and danced about in the middle of the road.

Seeing me dance, he shot up into the air again and swerved and spun and chirped often and dove and climbed and whirled about. Then, he would land and wait for me. I would shout approvals again and dance in the middle of the road. [[No one else on the road for ten miles in any direction, anyway.]]

The more I made sounds and danced, the more he flew about in a great display of his avian talents and chirped. Finally, I had about twenty pictures of him and I called it quits. He landed on the wire again and asked what was wrong. I just left.

I boosted all of the controls in this copy to see what he really looks like. He is literally solid black, including legs, feet, and beak.

This day was very mixed for weather. An area that was rained on one hour would get full Star Lux the next hour, as storms moved through rapidly. It was just the kind of day (and light) that makes for good photography. To the east, the skies were clear for awhile; so I headed towards Iowa Falls. Of course, when you say 'Iowa Falls' you naturally think of the Iowa River. This picture shows the Iowa River Greenbelt southeast of Dows. The water you see is flood water filling a field. The river itself is out of sight on the other side of the trees.

Now, I am strolling along the road that follows the greenbelt towards Popejoy. The Iowa River is far over its banks. These trees are usually on dry land.

As you can see, the greenbelts are where most of the forest in Iowa are.

You can see it better here. The Iowa is usually a small river at this point, but here it is about as wide as the Cedar is normally; because of the flooding.

This is flood stage for sure. The river is usually just a path of water between these trees, with grass covered banks.

Further east, towards Iowa Falls, I came across this small creek that is now up to flood stage. As I have mentioned before, this species of bird lives under the small bridges that cross the canals and streams.

Usually, that stream is only one sixth this size.

The birds are flying about because the Impala is parked on the bridge, which shakes the bridge and wakes them up. These birds are most active at dusk, when the bug activity is at its height.

This is the town of Alden, on the way to Iowa Falls. As you can see there is a considerable amount of water coming over the falls here. The next six photographs are of Alden.

This is Iowa Falls. The river runs right through the city, giving it an attractive atmosphere. I would rather travel twice as far to shop here instead of Fort Drudge.

East of Iowa Falls. This mouser looks well fed. He's a farm cat though. Otherwise, he would not look nearly so clean.

Well, one would expect that I would continue eastwards, but the weather often dictates my movements out here. This shot is far to the west again, back in Wright County.

At one of the branches of the Iowa River, this time in Hancock County to the north.

This could be a desktop background picture for someone. I use it that way myself.

I made a kind of a loop east and then north and then west again, and hit the same river further upstream. Here, I took this picture looking south and the next picture looking north.

 

So here I am, at one of my favorite lakes, thinking that this photo run is just about done; and I am going to go home and paint something in my garage -- when I walk out onto a pier and look down.

I took these pictures because of the interplay of light and water bugs and water patterns.

 

For a while, I continue west. However, as I travel I curve around again and start going east again. I cross I35 for the third time today and decide to make one big photo collection from Eagle Grove to Guttenberg on the Mississippi.

In the storm there are many downpours (cells). These are not all the same cell that you are seeing. At this small town of Aredale, with a few houses and this grain elevator, it was raining very much; because there was a cell overhead.

By now, I have decided to go home and continue this at Greene on my next day off -- which never happened. So, now I am driving southwest back to Eagle Grove and I am taking pictures of rain cells that I pass along the way.

Inside one more rain cell, and then I am clear of them and going home.

Over on Rt 69 near Clarion, I stopped and took a view of the storm system as seen from afar. From here, it looks like one single unit; but as we saw, it is actually subdivided into many cells within.

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Markel Peters 

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