Sentences with phrase «by concrete plants»

30 % of all our CO2 is produced by cars, 40 % by the power industry, 10 % by concrete plants, and 20 % by all other categories.

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From top left: Concrete Planter by geo - fleur Wild Window Illustration by HB Illustration Monochrome Air Plant Pod by Pod Hand - pulled Succulents Screen Print by Mister Charlesworth Terrarium Necklace by Finest Imaginary Geometric Glass Terrarium by August Glass Designs

We're seeing farms stripped of their productive soils, replaced by concrete and glass structures — not to produce food, but rather plants for Walmart.

The land was polluted in the early 1900s by waste from the Solvay Process Co.'s soda ash production and later by a concrete batch plant and a metals scrap yard, as well as leaks from large oil storage tanks.

For safety and security all engineered safety features of the plant are inside containment protected further by the concrete enclosure structure.

To make this adorable little DIY concrete plant stand, start by measuring and cutting your dowel into thirds (each leg was 16 ″ long).

There's 88 - year - old Skip Gilson, who worked the last shift assembling Packard motor cars and was present in the theater, as well as modern - day associates from the Albert Kahn architecture firm unearthing hundreds of pages of designs, all done by hand in ink, and talking about how the plant was the first to use reinforced concrete.

For decades, it was just a little patch of concrete, but more recently the neighbors came together and created a lovely little garden there: a lushly planted mound of green surrounded by park benches.

So the retailers are being asked by their customers how to clean and control odors in other areas like dirt, gravel, grass, synthetic turf, concrete, wood and around plants.»

It is possible to walk for some distance along the waterfront on a concrete road, some stretches of which are being rendered quite attractive by plantings and the building of new amenities.

This is one of the largest kitchens on the island and opens out onto a timber deck area - Entertainment pavilion on lower level with ocean views featuring, an alang - alang thatched roof and Palimanan stone floor with billiard table, TV, DVD and stereo system, sofa polished concrete bar stools and washroom OUTDOOR LIVING: - 25m infinity swimming pool with spectacular ocean views and features shallow end for children - Poolside deck with sun loungers and daybeds - Large stone terrace featuring stone table seating 14 guests - Stunning landscaped gardens designed by one of Bali's premier landscape architects featuring manicured lawns, running water features, exotic trees and flowering plants.

After 70 acres of asphalt and concrete had been crushed and reused, 87,000 tons of hazardous material removed, and 130,000 plugs of salt grass planted by hand, we had created a gorgeous 100 - acre swath of national parkland — including a restored grassy field, revitalized marsh, new shoreline promenade, and an environmental education facility, the Crissy Field Center, to ensure our stewardship of the land endures in future generations.

Yet these metal fences and concrete buildings are interrupted by the anarchic sprouting of invasive plants, demonstrating the ability of nature to thrive in the most inhospitable environments — a metaphor for the pervasion of mankind's spirit in the least inviting of spaces.

, you are lying on the floor of your place looking up, a small draft runs through the room, between the door and the window, and all things seem perfectly still, wind only disturbs concrete in imperceptible ways, or it may take millions of years to be noticed and, as the air runs through the space, all your plants move and all is animated and all is alive somehow, and here are the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me, and that wind upon your plants is the common air that bathes the globe, and we have no ambitions of universalism, and I'm glad we don't, but the particles of air bring traces of pollen and are charged with electricity, desert sand, maybe sea water, and these particles were somewhere else before they were dragged here, and their route will not end by the door of this house, and if we tell each other stories, one can imagine that they might have been bathed by this same air, regrouped and recombined, recharged as a vehicle for sound, swirling as it moves, bringing the sound of a drum, like that Kabuki story where a fox recognizes the voice of its parents as a girl plays a drum made out of their skin, or any other event, and yet I always felt your work never tells stories, I tend to think that narrative implies a past tense, even if that past was just five seconds ago, one second ago was already the past, and human memory is irrelevant in geological time, plants and fish know not what tomorrow will bring, neither rocks nor metal do, but we all live here now, and we all need visions and we all need dreams, and as long as your metal sculptures vibrate they are always in the Present, and their past is a material truth alien to narrative, but well, maybe narrative does not imply a past tense at all and they are writing their own story while they gently move and breathe, and maybe nothing was really still before the wind came in, passing through the window as if through an irrational portal to make those plants dance, but everything was already moving and breathing in near complete silence, and if you're focused enough you can feel the pulse of a concrete wall and you can feel the tectonic movements of the earth, and you can hear the magma flowing under our feet and our bones crackling like a wild fire, and you can see the light of fireflies reflected in polished metal, and there is nothing magical about that, it is just the way things are, and sometimes we have to raise our voice because the music is too loud and let your clothes move to a powerful bass, sound waves and bright lights, powerful like the sun, blinding us if we stare for too long, but isn't it the biggest sign of love, like singing to a corn field, and all acts of kindness that are not pitiful nor utilitarian, that are truly horizontal as everything around us is impregnated with the deadliest violence, vertical and systemic, poisonous, and sometimes you just want to feel the sun burning your skin and look for life in all things declared dead, a kind of vitality that operates like corrosion, strong as the wind near the sea, transforming all things,

«A forest grows in Brooklyn: artist plants miniature redwoods in concrete jungle,» by Oliver Milman

«Today, at the entrance to the swank new replacement facility (in the same location as the old one), and surrounded by native plantings and an elegant molded concrete facade, is a commissioned, site - specific sculpture by New York City — based artist Jean Shin, titled Reclaimed.

Researchers have created an impressive new kind of concrete that's made out of waste products from coal plants — concrete that could both last for hundreds of years and reduce carbon emissions by 90 %.

IR photons tend to get absorbed well by soil and plants and concrete (the emissivity for IR is close to 1 for many IR wavelengths).

Next to the solar plant, which was recently put online by Birdseye Renewable Energy and United Renewable Energy, towers the concrete ruins of a nuclear power plant which began construction in 1978.