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I couldn't find a common name for this one.
While shooting last Sunday I found (a first for me) this one growing on a cut log end. It was in a very dark area and I was shooting hand held so it could have been a better shot. My book says its edible but I will take there word for it. LOL
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A view along the western edge of Combs Moss. The stone wall follows the entire 7 miles of the edge of the hill, making navigation skills virtually superfluous.
After the holy dip at the river , getting refreshed up and this beautiful lady was combing her lovely hair at sosale.
Comb.
Bone/antler.
The comb is made out of two pieces of bone that have been fastened with small bronze rivets.
Björkö, Adelsö, Uppland, Sweden.
SHM 5208:772
Description: Comb grave of Nancy T. Bratton in Perkins Cemetery, Franklin Co., Tenn.
Date: November 3, 2011
Creator: Dr. Richard Finch
Collection name: Richard C. Finch Folk Graves Digital Photograph Collection
Historical note: Comb graves are a type of covered grave that are often called "tent graves." The length of the grave was covered by rocks or other materials that look like the gabled roof or comb of a building. They were popular in the 19th and early 20th centuries. It is conjectured that these graves were covered to protect them from either weather or animals, or perhaps both. While comb graves can be found in other southern states, the Cumberland Plateau in Tennessee has the highest concentration of these types of graves.
Accession number: 2013-022
Owning Institution: Tennessee State Library and Archives
ID#: Winchester Q - Perkins Cem 9
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Comb.
Bone/antler.
The comb has an animal-shaped head, perhaps that of a horse.
Björkö, Adelsö, Uppland, Sweden.
SHM 5208:824
Comb.
Bone/antler.
The comb is decorated on both sides.
Björka, Adelsö, Uppland, Sweden.
SHM 5208:564
A crazy comb story...
(Taken by iPhone 4)
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At the end of Val Veny, a small wild valley below Mt. Blanc, there is this beautiful lake. Actually it is a series of rivers rather than a lake, since it is drying. The peacks far in the center of the photo are the Calcareous Pyramids.
Next to the place where I shoot this photo there is the refuge where we had the whorse hot chocolate ever!
Alla fine della Val Veny, una stretta e selvaggia valle ai piedi del Mt. Bianco, c'è questo bellissimo lago. In realtà si tratta più di una serie di fiumi piuttosto che un lago, perché si sta prosciugando. Le cime in fondo al centro della foto sono le Piramidi Calcaree.
Vicino al posto dove ho scattato questa foto c'è il rifugio dove abbiamo bevuto la peggiore cioccolata calda di sempre!
:10 things: April #1
When my mom died on Christmas day, just 3 months ago, after an 18 month battle with ovarian cancer it was hard to make the thousand mile drive with the family down to Alabama, knowing what I'd be facing. The loss of my mother.
As we drove for almost 17 hours, my mind flashed over the years of my childhood and my adult days of going "back home." And oddly enough, the one thing that was part of all of that was this pink comb that belonged to my mom.
We are not sure of its origin. Mom thought she got it from my dad's mom (her MIL)... Dad thinks they may have bought it when they first got married. No one is quite sure. But what I do know is that its older than I am. Its combed my hair thousands of times. I have vivid memories of sitting in the floor on Sunday nights after a bath, eating grilled cheese sandwiches in the living room floor (picnic!!!!). I would nibble, we'd watch Wild Kingdom and the Wide World of Disney (70s!!) as a family and my mother would comb out my long blond hair.
I asked Dad for the comb just a couple hours after we got down the day after Christmas... the day after mom died. And it came back to Pennsylvania with me. It now combs the hair of my family. Its had long service and shows signs of miscoloring and a couple broken and bent teeth. But its my treasure. Its my mom.