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A bit of background: The junior bridesmaid (in the rust dress) is explaining to the flower girl that you can't just pick up the money off of the floor and keep it! If you look through this set, you'll notice that in another photo, the girl in cream was participating in a similar scenario too! (This photo was taken at a Greek wedding, where a tradition is to throw money at the bride and groom to help them begin their lives together.)
Yes- it's a bit fuzzy... but, I love the composition and the facial expressions here!
freshly stuffed. drying a bit before it goes down in the basement. #italian #sausage #drycure #curing #salumi
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mcbossycold: @eatatjoes2 that's a lot of tomatoes
eatatjoes2: @mcbossycold those are empty, like in any good red sauce joint.
joejoejoe_m: Looks awesome
rafiqelarculli: Send me some!
eatatjoes2: @rafiqelarculli it's pork... i'm working on something all beef.
The seats inside 377 were removed before sale from TransAdelaide. However, some seats were still inside the tram in pieces and the owner hopes to put them back together and use them inside the tram perhaps in conjunction with a table of sorts...
Scenes from the Flea market. I always enjoy going to those, to find new things and watch others doing the same
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Long overdue, here is the first roll out from my new Contax G1 with the 35/2. I really love this camera, more than I would have ever guessed. I never wanted a autofocus compact, and yet here we are.
Emerging from the forest is the typical architecture of Helen, Georgia, of which Füssen, Bavaria, Germany, is its sister city.
Bit blurry, sorry. A stroll through Chee Dale in early January. I had underestimated how much rain had fallen and how bad the trail would be. Thankfully the waters had receeded to the point that the path was no longer under two feet of water, but a couple of the stepping stones still were and the path was extremely muddy. Great fun
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An 8-Bit character in an analog world / Anime Central 2011
This is a stereographic (3D) image in 'cross-view' format.
To see it in stereo you point your nose at the line dividing the two images, then slowly cross your eyes.
When you see them fuse together in the middle as a third image you'll be seeing it in stereo!
I have two tattoos and this one is my second.
Michael De Feo's Flower for Eleanor's birth in 2006.
Some say very girly (mostly folk in work) but what does their opinion count ?
we didn't have much snow this winter so far. There was a bit coming down in Black Forest last weekend, here's some impressions form the mouintain's outskirts.
100x project - #8of 100 bw shots in 2015
bit of a blurred and badly composed, one as was hurrying to snap it before he took the bucket off his head ;-)
scanned photo ---On board 1930's vintage train that travels through century old citrus and avocado groves in the beautiful Heritage Valley.
St. Patrick’s Day , March 17, 2005 - - - Not a Good Day
The day before St. Patrick’s Day, Dad started chopping, cutting, cooking, preparing our St. Patrick’s dinner because he was scheduled for a biopsy the following day. I went over after school to decorate a bit, and he asked if I would come over early on the following day, the 17th, to warm up the food since he and Mom would be returning from the hospital around 5:00 PM.
Unfortunately on the following day I had track & field duty so I wasn’t able to leave school until 4:30 PM which worried me because I wanted to have everything ready upon their return. I got to their place by 4:45, was the first one there, and started warming up the food.
Finally everyone arrived --- my younger brother, his wife and their two sons; my younger sister, her husband and their two children; my single sister, and even my single brother stopped by for a while --- and the food was ready, but no Mom or Dad.
I called Kaiser Hospital to track them down. After many transfers and redials I was speaking to Mom who told me to go ahead with dinner without them because they would be getting home very late. Well, we didn't want to eat without them, but after an hour and a half of waiting we started our St. Patty's meal. Then we sat around talking and worrying about what could have prevented them from being with us.
At 9:00 PM we heard the car pull up and the door open. Dad came in, didn’t greet us at all and went directly into the bedroom. Mom came in after him, talked with us for a bit and then went into the bedroom. When she returned she told us that Dad was very tired and we all needed to leave. It was weird. We just looked at each other in disbelief and I’m sure that we all had horrible thoughts running through our minds. She said goodbye to us then headed back into the bedroom. Everyone took off, but me.
I always ate dinner with my parents so I remained. I was cleaning up the kitchen when Mom came out and said, “You too Ginger, you need to leave.” I was shocked. It was horrible to hear those words. I knew something awful had happened at the hospital and she didn’t want to talk about it so I took off.
We all suspected for some time that something was wrong with Dad because he did not look well, he would fall asleep frequently in his chair during the day, and he had lost quite a bit of weight, but he had been seeing his doctor regularly and having blood work and tests.
When I got to my house I decided that I would take the following day as a personal necessity day so I could be with my parents. I called for a substitute teacher, and on Friday morning I was up at 5:00 AM doing the lesson plans for the sub. I dropped the sub plans off in my classroom and was at my parent’s by 7:00 AM.
Dad was in the bedroom, Mom in the kitchen. Mom wouldn’t tell me anything about Dad. She said that he wanted to tell me. He wanted to speak with each of us. There was a knock at the door a little later and a neighbor told my mother that he had heard about Dad and that he was very sorry. He asked how much time Dad had. That’s when my suspicions were confirmed. I cried and cried. I am very thankful I never had to hear those words from my dad because I don’t know how I would have reacted.
When my younger brother came by around noon I left so that he and Dad could be alone. I was later told by Mom that my brother took it horribly, lost his composure and really broke down. I was so thankful that I wasn’t there to see/hear that. It affected my younger brother very differently than my sisters and me. He dealt with it by staying away, but my two sisters and I spent three hours every night for the next nine weeks sitting around at my parent’s place in the evening. I can’t remember a time when my sisters and I spent so much time together. Growing up we didn’t have the same circle of friends because of the age span. I’m three years older than one sister and six years older than the other. It was really good for the three of us to spend that time together with Mom and Dad.
So getting back to the St. Patrick’s Day that was not a good day:
On March 17, 2005, my mom and dad drove to Kaiser Hospital in the morning because Dad was scheduled for a liver biopsy. He was 85 years old. They waited and waited all day long. Finally in the afternoon Dad was wheeled downstairs, but just prior to giving him the anesthesia one of the doctors or technicians said, “Why are we doing a biopsy of your liver when we know you have it? It’s conclusive.”
Dad responded, “You know I have what?”
Shocked, the doctor or technician responded, “Hasn’t anyone told you?”
Bewildered, Dad asked, “Told me what?”
The doctor/technician excused himself saying that he was going to check on something.
A little while later a doctor came by and told my dad that he had pancreatic cancer so it was not necessary to do a biopsy of his liver. At this point Dad was shocked, confused, sad and very mad that he hadn't been informed previously and that he had wasted his day in the hospital waiting and waiting. In no uncertain terms he told them that he had waited around all day long for a liver biopsy and that they had better give him a liver biopsy because that's what they had told him to come for. With that he was under the anesthesia.
I miss my dad SO MUCH. I learned a lot from him, and he helped me a great deal. When life is difficult I think of Dad and what he would say or what he would do, and that helps me. I also learned a lot about Dad’s childhood and teen years through his writing. After buying a computer in his early 80s he would sit there for hours typing away. “What’s he typing?” everyone would ask.
“I’m writing a book,” he would answer, “a book about my life.”
And he did.
When I return to the room foam soap dispensers have been installed - one next the basin (as pictured) and another in the shower.
But what is this left on the shelf?
Ahh! A free gift from the installers! A broken drill bit (and their rubbish left on the floor! Thanks chaps!
Still, beats a small of soap I suppose.
No expense spared on hotel lodging for this years trade exhibtion... Travelodge London Excel. We even paid in advance months ago. £45 per room per night. Not bad for London prices.
Branded simply as Travelodge, it is the second largest in the budget hotel sector (behind Premier Inn) and third biggest hotel chain in the UK by number of bedrooms (31,600 at the end of 2010).
www.travelodge.co.uk/hotels/553/London-Excel-hotel?gclid=...
Another Hoverfly on a Devils-bit Scabious, Hand held with my Sigma 150mm f2.8 EX DG HSM APO MACRO. Picture has been recropped form portrait to landscape format
"The Abbey of St Peter and St Paul's at Monkwearmouth-Jarrow.
The double monastery of St Peter and St Pauls was one of the most influential Abbeys in Europe. The height of its fame was in the 7th and 8th century, when the Venerable Bede was a monk here. But the Abbey itself is a little bit older then that, as it was founded in 674. A Northumbrian nobleman called Benedict Biscop who lived from 628 to 690 went on a Pilgrimage to Rome were he was inspired to build a monastery. When Benedict returned home he went to the King of Northumbria King Ecgfrith to ask him for permission to build a monastery and for some land to build it on. The King agreed and Ecgfrith first gave Benedict some land in Wearmouth near present day Sunderland and then some land in Jarrow near present day Newcastle-upon-Tyne. Benedict Biscop decided that he would build a monastery decided to St Peter at Wearmouth and a monastery decided to St Paul in Jarrow. It is believed that between the two monasteries they owned most of the land between the rivers Tyne and Wear.
But now that Benedict Biscop had secured the land and got permission from the King all he had to do now was build two massive monasteries. Benedict sent for help he brought glaziers and stonemasons over from France along with locals they soon started to build the monasteries. They were the first building to be built in Northumbria out of stone since the Romans left Britain in 410. Modern day excavations have shown that the monastery of St Paul's would have had two churches, which were parallel to two larger buildings with a gatehouse on the rivers edge. Back in Anglo-Saxon times it was not odd to have a monastery with two churches as normally one would be used by the monks and the other would be used by the local people. As for the two large buildings excavations have shown that one was a refectory as food waste was found there like fish bones. While the other large building was most likely a communal hall for the monks, this hall even had a large stone seat probably used by the Abbot. And it is possible that each building had an upper floor which may have been used as living quarters. The gatehouse was next to the river and was elaborately decorated with plaster and coloured glass. Some of the metal work and glass was made by the Riverside, and there is evidence for a garden on the south facing end of the monastery. This garden would have been used to grow the food that the monks would have eaten. Life continued as normal for the community of monks, but there would soon be a monk that would go down in history as the father of English history, Bede.
Bede was born in either 672 or 673 around Jarrow in the Kingdom of Northumbria. Bede was born on land that belonged to the monastery of St Pauls. When Bede was around seven years old in 680 he was sent to Monkwearmouth to be educated and become a Benedictine monk. Later Bede went to Jarrow and become a student of the Abbot Ceolfrith. Bede spent his life at Monkwearmouth-Jarrow and he dedicated his life to study and learning. Over the years Bede wrote sixty books most notably his Ecclesiastical History of the English people. This was a history of the church in England up to Bede's time, the book lays the foundation that we are English in ethnicity not just Northumbrian, Mercian, Wessex, Essex or whatever we had a shared heritage, history and identity. Bede's book the Ecclesiastical History of the English people is still published and read today I have read it many times. But on the 26th May in 735 the Venerable Bede died at the age of 61 or 62 at Jarrow. Bede was buried in the monastery and his burial site soon became a shrine that Pilgrims went on Pilgrimage to see. But as for the double monasteries of St Peter and St Paul life went on for another century. However by the 9th century the monastic community and life here started to decline, although people still came on Pilgrimage to see Bede's shrine. In 1020 Bede's bones were moved from Jarrow and taken to Durham where they we put along side Saint Cuthbert, Bede is still at Durham today. But things would soon change in England as a invading army and a different cultural was about to arrive in England and put its mark on the country.
In 1066 Duke William Duke of Normandy invaded England with a Norman army and defeated and killed the last crowned Anglo-Saxon King of England King Harold II and most of the English nobility at the battle of Hastings. On Christmas day December 25th in 1066 Duke William Duke of Normandy had himself crowned King William I King of England at Westminster Abbey in London. In 1070 the monastery was re-established by the Prior of Winchcombe and Gloucestershire Prior Aldwin. Prior Aldwin seems to have been interested and inspired by the story of Bede and he took an interest in the double monasteries. Prior Aldwin got the backing of the Bishop of Durham to rebuild the Abbey. Aldwin completely changed the layout of the Abbey into a Benedictine style. There was now an enclosed cloister with walkways for the monks and spaces for silent prayer and contemplation. Prior Aldwin's plans for the Abbey were grand and elaborate and he never saw the Abbey completed, in fact it was never completed. The monks of the Abbey used what had already been built but they never finished Prior Aldwin's vision. The east wing of the Abbey was finished but the south and west wings were only particularly completed at best. In 1083 however Prior Aldwin accepted the post of Prior of Durham as well as Wearmouth-Jarrow, and the monks moved with the Prior to Durham. It was not until the 12th century that they returned to Jarrow.
In the 12th century the monks returned to Jarrow to continue were they left off and repair the decay that had set in to the Abbey. Although the Abbey was now dependent on the Cathedral and community of Durham. They were dependent as the community that went there was very small much smaller than the community that left, there was only one master and about two monks. They didn't stay for long though only about three years before they went back to Durham. By now Jarrow was one of Durhams poorest monastic communities. Although by the 13th century the Abbey at Jarrow was changed the south wing and the cloisters were removed. And from that moment on the Abbey operated more like a Manor House than an Abbey. The monks who continued to live there were supported by a farm, a windmill, Granary and other buildings of this type. But the small monastic community that lived here would soon face their biggest test, and test that would destroy both historic Abbey's.
During the reign of King Henry VIII King of England the King wanted to have his marriage to Queen Catherine of Aragon annulled so that he could marry Anne Boleyn and have a male heir. But the Pope refused to grant him an annulment so the King decied to split with the Roman Catholic Church and the Protestant Reformation started. The supporters of the Reformation soon turned their attention to the bastion of the Catholic church in England the monasteries. While the King just saw the vast wealth in money, jewels and land that they owned. Over 800 monasteries were dissolved during the Dissolution of the monasteries between 1536 and 1541. The Abbey's of St Peter and St Paul in Wearmouth-Jarrow were dissolved in 1537. At the Abbey in Jarrow only the eastern church was kept as a parish church the larger church and the remaining buildings were all destroyed." Ian Parker.
Bit chilly up here compared to the South . . . have to say at the moment not much of a fan of these temps. :) Still have a bit more North to go. . . . adding the layers as I go.
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