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My contribution to the Brickworld Vic Viper missing man formation organized as a tribute to nnenn.
It's a GHL ship, but this time, it's going to be serious - no funny backstory, sorry.
Keith was so incredibly kind as to re-build this on the other side of the ocean for BrickWorld (an image can be found here)
Missing middle homes, like ADUs, backyard cottages, mother-in-law suites, duplexes, triplexes, low-rise apartments or townhouses, have long fit into urban neighborhoods, often providing more affordable rental and purchase options than single, detached houses.
Sightline Institute Middle Homes Photo Library: www.sightline.org.
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Missing middle homes, like ADUs, backyard cottages, mother-in-law suites, duplexes, triplexes, low-rise apartments or townhouses, have long fit into urban neighborhoods, often providing more affordable rental and purchase options than single, detached houses.
Sightline Institute Middle Homes Photo Library: www.sightline.org.
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Missing middle homes, like ADUs, backyard cottages, mother-in-law suites, duplexes, triplexes, low-rise apartments or townhouses, have long fit into urban neighborhoods, often providing more affordable rental and purchase options than single, detached houses.
Sightline Institute Middle Homes Photo Library: www.sightline.org.
This work by Sightline Institute Modest Middle Homes Library is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International License.
Missing middle homes, like ADUs, backyard cottages, mother-in-law suites, duplexes, triplexes, low-rise apartments or townhouses, have long fit into urban neighborhoods, often providing more affordable rental and purchase options than single, detached houses.
Sightline Institute Middle Homes Photo Library: www.sightline.org.
This work by Sightline Institute Modest Middle Homes Library is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International License.
got this in a shop for antique books in Schwabing, the university quarter in Munich, Germany -- very cheap because the title pages were missing. "1752" was handwritten ... and it sure looks and feels like it!
It says "Satyrische Briefe" ("Satyrical Letters") on top of each page and this book contains the most bizarre letters indeed.
16-02-2008 giornata triste
è scomparsa Minù a Niu Crobu, Flumini di Quartu.
Chiunque la trovasse o vedesse ce lo faccia sapere.
Grazie di cuore,
Francy e Nico.
Have you ever bothered to realize
how much you mean to me?
I care so much for you inside
and miss you so deeply.
My mind is always curious about
the way things might have been.
As days go by and time goes by,
I look back once again.
All the time I held you in my arms,
I had the whole world right there.
There you were, comforting me with
all of your charms.
Every little kiss from you
was like a dream come true.
This love that I have inside my heart,
it all belonged to you!
It's funny, all those little things
I never thought I'd miss,
Like all those conversations we had,
or the first time we kissed.
I guess that what I'm trying to say,
is I miss and love you more each day!
It hurts me not to see you,
or not to know if you're ok.
I want you to understand
that I loved you from the start.
And I want you to know,
no matter how many miles
we may be apart,
you'll always hold a special place
in my heart.
Deriek Ellis
One from last summer. I am very concerned about my water lilies, the plants are usually back by this time of year but so far I see no signs of them. I am hoping they are just late or I will be heading to the garden center to replace them.
14/08/2013. Ladies European Tour. The Solheim Cup, Colorado Golf Club, Parker, Colorado, USA. 16-18 Aug 2013. Europe's Jodi Ewart-Shadoff reacts to missing a putt during the Wednesday practice round. Credit: Rebecca Hudson
Corinna Slusser, missing from Queens, NY, since September 20, 2017.
Missing poster seen at the Cobequid Pass rest area along Nova Scotia Highway 104 (Trans-Canada Highway) on June 24, 2021.
$10 for the set. The washer is missing its lid and the sink is missing the faucet, there is rust, but dang, they are so cute!
Vietnam veteran Don Dorsey of Austin wears bracelets in honor of his friends killed in action or are missing in action during the Vietnam War. Dorsey, a Marine Corps sergeant in Vietnam in 1969-70, is now president of the Texas Association of Vietnam Veterans. He attended the arrival ceremony for "The Wall That Heals" at the LBJ Presidential Library on Friday, April 22, 2016.
“The Wall That Heals”is a half-scale replica of the Vietnam Veterans Memorial in Washington, D.C., on display 24/7 at the LBJ Library through Thursday, April 28, 2016 as part of the Library's Vietnam War Summit. The Wall is offered by the Vietnam Veterans Memorial Fund so local communities and Vietnam veterans can experience the memorial to the fallen, which lists 58,307 names.
The opening ceremony included the Posting of the Colors, the battle cross ceremony and the playing of taps provided by the Texas Association of Vietnam Veterans.
LBJ Library Photo by Marsha Miller 04/22/2016
Missing middle homes, like ADUs, backyard cottages, mother-in-law suites, duplexes, triplexes, low-rise apartments or townhouses, have long fit into urban neighborhoods, often providing more affordable rental and purchase options than single, detached houses.
Sightline Institute Middle Homes Photo Library: www.sightline.org.
This work by Sightline Institute Modest Middle Homes Library is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International License.
A human skull was found during a search for shipwrecked sailors on the remote Auckland Islands on 11 November 1865.
Resourceful sea captain Commander Norman turned his skills to forensic science when he and his crew unearthed the skull which was buried in a shallow grave on the island. He stated there were no signs on the skull to suggest its owner had met a violent end. Having diligently searched the island the captain and his crew were certain no sailors were there and neither was there any sign of a shipwreck. The mystery of the missing sailors seems never to have been solved.
Shown here is part of Captain Norman’s account of the voyage and subsequent search of the island.
ACGO 8333 IA1/274 1865/3233
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this photo was taken near the end of a four-day hut-to-hut hike from Mitzpah to Lake of the Clouds to Madison hut in the White Mountains of New Hampshire. The exit point was at the Appalachia trailhead near Gorham. Below is the story on the missing man, Eric James.
By Elizabeth Dinan
edinan@seacoastonline.com
August 25, 2009 2:00 AM
PORTSMOUTH — A body discovered in the ocean about a mile off the coast of Rye on Sunday morning has not been identified, but Darwin James thinks it may be his missing brother Eric.
"We're pretty sure," said Darwin, who told the Herald that a man recovered from the ocean by the U.S. Maine Patrol was wearing a T-shirt identical to one given to Eric, a Portsmouth resident, by a friend. "His name wasn't in it, but we're pretty sure it was his."
Eric's mother, Marie-Helene James, said Monday night that Eric's American dentist has no X-ray records for him. In Eric's native France, his dental records would be 12 years old and his French dentist reported that he disposed of them after 10 years, she said.
"DNA testing has to take place," she said, noting that the state crime lab estimated it will take a month to confirm the person's identity.
Darwin said he and his mother provided DNA samples on Monday.
One of the James' neighbors posted a notice on Facebook Monday night on the family's behalf reading, "I'm so very sad to report, and the James family wanted me to let you know, that with fair certainty the man whose remains were recovered yesterday from Rye Harbor is Eric. I spent some time with Eric's mom and brother and they wanted me to ... thank you for your tireless support; amazing gifts from hundreds of wonderful, caring people. ... And, lastly, bless you dear Eric, with heaving heart I wish you peace."
Marie-Helene said the notice was posted to notify the many people who helped assist with the search for Eric, "to keep the weekend for themselves."
Darwin said if the person is confirmed to be his brother, he will be buried in France.
"We still don't know what happened to him and probably never will," he said.
James, 33, was afflicted with bipolar disorder and often behaved younger than his age, according to his family.
U.S. Coast Guard spokesman Paul King told the Herald on Monday morning that the body was recovered from the ocean before noon on Sunday, following a report from a fisherman about "a body in the water."
Coast Guard personnel were assisted by the U.S. Marine Patrol and the body was brought to the Coast Guard station in New Castle, he said.
"We don't know who it is," said King.
An autopsy was conducted Monday and the state medical examiner's officer is charged with determining the cause of death, as well identifying the person, said Rye Police Chief Kevin Walsh.
Eric has been missing since July 18 and was last seen on the Rye coastline where his kayak and paddle were later found.
A Rye police officer is the last known person to have seen him and reported that he was wet and said in his French accent that he was "taking a break from kayaking." An hour earlier, witnesses on a University of New Hampshire research boat saw him, warned him about the dangers of kayaking after dark and James responded by asking twice, "Are you Christians?" according to the witnesses.
The following Sunday, Eric didn't show up at the New Hope Baptist Church as usual. According to his family, the church pastor received a letter from Eric, postmarked two days earlier, which was "very religious" in nature and included a $2,000 check with a note thanking the pastor "for everything."
Walsh said his department has not heard of any other missing persons in the area.
"The Sun shines through the open window
The empty side the shadow's shallow
My arm circles nothing at all
My fingers reach to touch the wall
Missing you when I'm away, think of things I'd like to say..."
For the first time in probably over a year, a new Madness reference, this time to their track 'Missing You.'
I believe it was penned by Suggs (lead singer) who was inspired by his yearning for loved ones while constantly on tour with the band. It's a nice upbeat song with crashing drums (not usual for Madness songs) and a crazy sax solo bridge. It almost sounds like rock and roll but rather makes me think of warm coffee shops in the winter for some reason.
The image I used is an old one from the 23rd of December 2011, back when I was in a long-distance relationship, so it plays to the lyrics of the song; my ex is on a webcam on the Mac in real-time but we're not physically together in person (we never were other than in high school before the actual relationship started).
Don’t you miss those carefree days
When life was full of color
And somehow through our winding ways
The world seemed so much fuller.
I sit here writing to remember
And can’t help but miss November.
I don’t know where to begin
This tale of love and glory.
The feel of moonlight on my skin
Could that begin my story?
I sit here writing to remember
And can’t help but miss November.
Those days we played the music loud
And lost ourselves in daydreams.
When time stood still, and we were proud
To dance in in autumn's sunbeams.
I sit here writing to remember
And can’t help but miss November.
Our golden days of clear fall sunshine
That we look back on with praise.
I thank my stars that they were mine
Those fine November days.
Missing November by ~mangolady
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Texture courtesy of Azazelle
Me and my son Ísar had a great walk in the woods today, I can´t wait for the spring to come and the green color around this pond.
The sunglasses frame cracked after Burning Man, 2004. I was determined to save them, however--and applied super glue. However, the glue couldn't withstand the sun yesterday! Sigh.
An officer of the Specialist Search Unit of Greater Manchester Police’s Tactical Aid Unit conducts a security search of one of the harder to reach areas of the Manchester Central Convention Centre prior to a major political conference.
The unit, which is equipped with a wide range of specialist equipment, can provide officers to plan and conduct searches and other tasks in hazardous environments. These may range from areas considered dangerous due to height such as radio masts, crags, tall buildings or close to any unprotected edge. They can also advise on access into confined areas, whether a flooded cellar, silo, pit, culvert or other location that would present significant danger to other officers.
Officers of the unit also coordinate searches of major crime scenes and large scale searches for missing persons amongst a wide range of other duties.
For information about the work of Greater Manchester Police please visit our website.
Missing middle homes, like ADUs, backyard cottages, mother-in-law suites, duplexes, triplexes, low-rise apartments or townhouses, have long fit into urban neighborhoods, often providing more affordable rental and purchase options than single, detached houses.
Sightline Institute Middle Homes Photo Library: www.sightline.org.
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Postings to the Themed Alphabets group during the "Missing Letters" theme.
a. mag3737, b. Eva the Weaver, c. mag3737, d. Eva the Weaver, e. cutesmallfuzzy, f. Eva the Weaver, g. mag3737, h. Monceau, i. Eva the Weaver, j. cutesmallfuzzy, k. TooFarNorth, l. mag3737, m. Eva the Weaver, n. TooFarNorth, o. cutesmallfuzzy, p. mag3737, q. Eva the Weaver, r. designwallah, s. mag3737, t. Eva the Weaver, u. TooFarNorth, v. Eva the Weaver, w. mag3737, x. Eva the Weaver, y. mag3737, z. urbanmkr
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I'm an amputee – in only the most technical sense, because I'm missing the least that anyone could. Most of us have closed our hand in a door once or twice, and though that hurts well enough, it usually won't cause much permanent damage. But when I was crawling around behind a door, a little after my first birthday, I somehow slipped my finger in the hinge side. My sister slammed it without looking, and I was suddenly a centimeter shorter.
I grew up fascinated by scars and other human oddities, the marks that show we've lived enough to pick up a few points of damage. You can get used to your unusual attributes, it just takes time. That thought meant a lot when I was a teenager, caught up feeling awkward and not wanting to see myself in pictures. I'd look at my missing fingertip, and think that, if meant nothing now, maybe my new anxieties might mean nothing later.
It took me well into my twenties to not mind myself, and a big part was getting out on the other side of the camera. I slowly saw me from an outside perspective, avoiding the mirror, which is always a little bit backward by nature. Every anxiety is a little scar, context for getting over the next one. All my memories are fair game, and there's nothing I'd rather forget.
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St Margaret, Stoven, Suffolk
The Stoven war memorial is a brass plaque with six names on it.
Here's a good storyline for The X-Files. In the second half of the 19th century, a group of aliens decides to take over the Earth. Sensing the authority of the Church of England, they decide to use this institution to disguise themselves. They will build apparently medieval churches to use as cover for their headquarters on the planet they hope to conquer. One alien finds a book of medieval architectural styles. Norman looks nice. They decide to build Norman parish churches so that the populace will think they are Vicars and choirboys, not aliens.
Of course, it all goes hopelessly wrong. By choosing the Norman style they have blown their cover wide open. They can just about get away with the doorways. But the collonaded windows begin to raise suspicion, and once you get inside the churches it is all pretty hopeless - the Norman stone pulpits, Norman stone lecterns, Norman pews, they are all sad and laughable. The aliens are exposed, and sent packing.
19th century restorations in the Norman style are almost uniformly horrible. By the early years of that century, many of Suffolk's churches were in a poor state, but to rebuild some of them in the Norman style was a dreadful mistake, and nowhere in Suffolk was the mid-century rebuilding as comprehensive as here at Stoven. Nothing looks less organic than a mock-Norman building. Here, the fine Norman south door has been used as an inspiration for the rest of the building, as if a new body had been cloned from a single cell.
At first sight, it isn't so bad. The graveyard on the north side is delightful, full of mature trees and 18th century headstones. The shape of the building is good, especially with the sun behind. It is only on approaching that the details make themselves known, and there seems to be no relationship between the styling and the proportions. And where did that tower come from? But there is a heart-warming story here that is worth telling.
In April 1987, this tiny parish was presented with a horrific £200,000 bill for repairs. The Diocesan architect, aware that this was an impossible demand, recommended that the church be partially demolished, enabling the parish to continue using a smaller, fitter building. Funding bodies and charities like English Heritage were unable to help, since the building was only listed at Grade II, and wasn't considered important enough for injections of cash.
Not surprisingly, the Parish Council decided instead to opt for making the building redundant. That way, they could move in with neighbouring Brampton, while the Redundant Churches Fund took over the headache of paying for repairs. The building would be lost to CofE liturgical use, but would be retained as a village landmark, and could also be used for community purposes.
The church was declared redundant in January 1989. However, there was bad news ahead. The Redundant Churches Fund decided that the 1854 rebuilding had been so drastic that they could not justify taking St Margaret on. Simply, there was just not enough medieval structure left to justify the expense. The Parish Council asked the Fund to think again. They did, and came to the same conclusion. So St Margaret was put up for sale by the Diocese, pending planning permission for residential or commercial use.
Unfortunately, nobody wanted to buy it. This should really come as no surprise, since few people would be prepared to splash out a six figure sum just to make a structure sound, before even thinking of converting it. The majority of churches sold off during the great wave of redundancies ten years earlier had mostly been in good condition. And now things got desperate, because included in the legislation that governs church redundancies is the clause that, if no no use has been found for a Grade II building within three years, it must be demolished.
Those three years went by, probably rather quickly in the eyes of the former Parish Council, and in May 1992 the Church Commissioners prepared the draft order for the demolition of St Margaret, Stoven.
This must have been a depressing time for villagers. They were presented with something of a fait accompli, but in any event a public meeting was held to discuss it, and representatives of national bodies like English Heritage and the Redundant Churches Fund attended. It was agreed that if there was any way forward it was through a thorough architectural examination of the church building.
Well, you may be able to guess what happened. It didn't take long to discover that to all intents and purposes this was a medieval building - rather than being demolished, the former church had been covered with a Norman skin. You can see this for yourself; the plaster has been removed in places on the south side, exposing the outline of the medieval window splays beneath.
As a consequence of this, the listed building status was raised by the Department of the Environment to Grade II*, and suddenly things looked a little brighter. In the short term, the new status qualified the building for English Heritage grant aid, and in the longer term the parish decided to refer matters back to the Redundant Churches Fund, which in the meantime had morphed into the Churches Conservation Trust.
And then something extraordinary happened. The survey for the newly-funded repair work showed that the total cost would be about £60,000, less than a third of the figure quoted six years earlier! You have to wonder quite how such a disparity occured, and if events would have been so traumatic if the revised figure had been quoted to the parish at the time. Suddenly, it seemed as if Stoven parish might be able to cope after all. At Easter 1996 the church opened for business again. The Redundancy order was rescinded, and a new Parish Council convened.
Since that time, work has continued on restoring St Margaret to former glories. And as an act of faith the door is open to visitors every day.
So you step in to an interior that is more pleasing than you have been led to expect, and not wholly mock-Norman in style at all. The chancel arch is more restrained than some 19th century confections, the east end of the chancel is elegant, the tiling polite and the benches plain and fitting. A bit of redecoration is needed, but there's the makings of a building seemly and fitting for Anglican worship here. Indeed, those aliens might have got away with it. They leafed through the book to the Early English section for the font and the pulpit, both of which are more imaginative than many in the style, and most people nowadays would find the intimacy of this narrow building more attractive than the usual wide-open spaces so beloved of the Victorians.
The people of Stoven must feel a sense of relief that they still have a parish church in the village, but the real irony is that it isn't how original the building is that matters at all. The Victorians restored in medieval styles to create a false sense of continuity, but the continuity is always there anyway. It lies not in the bricks and mortar but in the people of the parish who have used St Margaret as their touchstone down the long generations, both as Catholics before the Reformation and as Anglicans afterwards. Outside St Margaret, some of those people still lie in the ground.
Cardinal Newman defined tradition as the unending, slow process of development, and buildings like churches should always be changing to suit the communities that use them. Our understanding of God, the Universe and everything changes and develops from one generation to the next, and this will inevitably be reflected in the buildings in which we worship. If that sometimes involves razing them to the ground and then starting again, then so be it.