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Am 23.Februar 2022 wollte ich den Blick von oben auf den kleinen Ort Lorchhausen am Rhein im Rheingau an der rechten Rheinstrecke (KBS 466) endlich mal wieder mit klarer Wintersonne umsetzten:
Der nächste Güterzug gen Süden gefiel mir dann noch besser:
Die ÖBB 1293 075 kam mit dem mit bunten Containern voll beladenen DGS 41943 von Rheinhausen nach Linz Vorbf. West in Österreich für das Tochterunternehmen Rail Cargo Carrier.
Der Zug hatte gerade die markante Pfaarkirche Kirche Sankt Bonifatius passiert.
Links davon der Turm ist die alte St.-Bonifatius-Kirche die seit 1879 als Wohnhaus genutzt wird.
The tectonic plate/land mass containing Southeast Queensland moved over a hot-spot between 30 and 23 million years ago, when volcanic formation appears to have been the most active.
In the Fassifern district the Main Range Volcano erupted probably from a line of craters in the centre of the valley around 24 million years ago.
It was built up by numerous basalt lava flows, but there were also some flows of trachyte that were more resistant to erosion, forming vertical plugs of hard rhyolite and trachyte, which remained as peaks after the surrounding soft rocks are eroded away.
These rocks contain many dark minerals rich in calcium, magnesium, and iron, and weather to deeper, reddish brown soils of reasonable fertility which has been the basis of these productive farmlands.
www.qld.gsa.org.au/Boonah%20Rocks%20and%20Landscapes%20le...
You can see one of these odd outcrops here, on the side of the mountain, the remnants of an ancient volcano.
We call it the Pulpit, or Pulpit Rock.
It has been popular with climbers, but it is on private land.
Permission can be obtained from farmers, but has been a little bit taken for granted by inconsiderate groups climbers, making lots of noise, damaging property, leaving rubbish behind, even the odd accident here and there, leaving the poor landowner in the unexpected position to be sued ... so farmers are now restricting stranger access, and can you blame them, I say…
Here is one rock climber's blog of his climb there.
Grant Edser at the Pulpit
www.rockclimbing.com/photos/Sport/Grant_Edser_at_the_Pulp...
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PS, Has anyone tried the links I included?
I used to be able to click on them, to check if they'd take you to a related site that I'd found, and it would work just fine…but now, if i do that, it just wants to edit my commentary :(( ..
I just copied & pasted these links in my browser to see if I could get around this new glitch, and it comes up as an error…
This was also a great way to store these links for my own future reference..
Will have to "Provide Feedback"..
Not happy..
Seems this New Beta version is still not an Alpha experience !
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"The Metropolitan Museum of Art of New York City, colloquially "the Met", is the largest art museum in the Americas. Its permanent collection contains over two million works, divided among 17 curatorial departments. The main building at 1000 Fifth Avenue, along the Museum Mile on the eastern edge of Central Park on Manhattan's Upper East Side, is by area one of the world's largest art museums. A much smaller second location, The Cloisters at Fort Tryon Park in Upper Manhattan, contains an extensive collection of art, architecture, and artifacts from medieval Europe.
The Metropolitan Museum of Art was founded in 1870 with its mission to bring art and art education to the American people. The museum's permanent collection consists of works of art from classical antiquity and ancient Egypt, paintings, and sculptures from nearly all the European masters, and an extensive collection of American and modern art. The Met maintains extensive holdings of African, Asian, Oceanian, Byzantine, and Islamic art. The museum is home to encyclopedic collections of musical instruments, costumes, and accessories, as well as antique weapons and armor from around the world. Several notable interiors, ranging from 1st-century Rome through modern American design, are installed in its galleries.
The Fifth Avenue building opened on March 30, 1880. In 2021, despite the COVID-19 pandemic in New York City, the museum attracted 1,958,000 visitors, ranking fourth on the list of most-visited art museums in the world.
New York, often called New York City or NYC, is the most populous city in the United States. With a 2020 population of 8,804,190 distributed over 300.46 square miles (778.2 km2), New York City is also the most densely populated major city in the United States. The city is within the southern tip of New York State, and constitutes the geographical and demographic center of both the Northeast megalopolis and the New York metropolitan area – the largest metropolitan area in the world by urban landmass. With over 20.1 million people in its metropolitan statistical area and 23.5 million in its combined statistical area as of 2020, New York is one of the world's most populous megacities, and over 58 million people live within 250 mi (400 km) of the city. New York City is a global cultural, financial, and media center with a significant influence on commerce, health care and life sciences, entertainment, research, technology, education, politics, tourism, dining, art, fashion, and sports. New York is the most photographed city in the world. Home to the headquarters of the United Nations, New York is an important center for international diplomacy, an established safe haven for global investors, and is sometimes described as the capital of the world." - info from Wikipedia.
The fall of 2022 I did my 3rd major cycling tour. I began my adventure in Montreal, Canada and finished in Savannah, GA. This tour took me through the oldest parts of Quebec and the 13 original US states. During this adventure I cycled 7,126 km over the course of 2.5 months and took more than 68,000 photos. As with my previous tours, a major focus was to photograph historic architecture.
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Black-capped Chickadee (Poecile atricapillus)
“A bird almost universally considered “cute” thanks to its oversized round head, tiny body, and curiosity about everything, including humans…. Chickadees may be found in any habitat that has trees or woody shrubs, from forests and woodlots to residential neighborhoods and parks, and sometimes weedy fields and cattail marshes. They frequently nest in birch or alder trees…. Chickadees are active, acrobatic, curious, social birds that live in flocks, often associating with woodpeckers, nuthatches, warblers, vireos, and other small woodland species. They feed on insects and seeds, but seldom perch within several feet of one another while taking food or eating. Flocks have many calls with specific meanings, and they may contain some of the characteristics of human language….. Most birds that associate with chickadee flocks respond to chickadee alarm calls, even when their own species doesn’t have a similar alarm call.”
Status : Least concern
Source : Cornell University Lab of Ornithology
Brown Acres – Jackson County – Oregon - USA
Lok D 9 schiebt einen mit Containern beladenen Wagenpark
in den Frankfurter Osthafen bzw. zum dortigen Containerterminal.
The "Gartner" Train, hauled by the Taurus RailJet Loco 1116 227 westbound in Transit at Vienna-Hütteldorf Yard.
www.gartnerkg.com/servicessolutions/intermodalerverkehr/
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Hawaii Volcanoes National Park contains Mauna Loa and Kilauea, two of the world’s most active and accessible volcanoes where ongoing geological processes are easily observed. This property serves as an excellent example of island building through volcanic processes. Through the process of shield-building volcanism, the park's landscape is one of relatively constant, dynamic change. Source: whc.unesco.org/en/list/409
The building's residences contain floor to ceiling windows.
Units in this high-rise offer spectacular views over the Atlantic Ocean, downtown Miami, and Biscayne Bay.
The 29th floor is was designed for amenities, including a health spa and gymnasium.
This residential tower contains one to four bedroom floorplans.
The unit prices range from about US $500,000 to $8,000,000 as of summer 2005.
The building contains an impressive four story lobby.
The tower was designed with laminated glass windows in order to protect residences from extreme atmospheric conditions.
All of the glass used in the construction of the tower underwent wind tunnel and missile impact tests.
This structure surpassed La Gorce Palace in 1997 as the tallest building in Miami Beach, and was the city's tallest until completion of Blue and Green Diamond in 2000.
Credit for the data above is given to the following website:
www.emporis.com/buildings/128241/portofino-tower-miami-be...
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so set a fire down in my soul,
that I can't contain,
that I can't control..
I learned a whole lot today while shooting with Jobi at the river. I, for the first time, spent some serious time in front of someone else's camera and let me tell you - if you haven't done it, you should. It's humbling. I began to understand what it is to be in front of my camera; How it feels and how confusing or easy we can make it with the words we use and the way we approach a shoot. I find, now, that I have words for why I love photography.. just from spending time in front of one. I partook in the vulnerability and sometimes awkwardness that can occur and It got me thinking. I love photography because it's a portal to the soul. I love that when you put someone in front of a camera you get a glimpse into who they are - and that is special. I feel privileged to be able to see people the way others may not get the chance to. I gained words to be able to express that I want people to be who they are in front of my camera. I have never liked posing people.. because it defeats what I see as the purpose of photography. To capture who someone is at that moment in time. We have enough masking in this life, can we, if not just for one moment, be raw and true to who we are? even if it's awkward?
This shot is a milestone for me. I have been wanting to do a real conceptual piece with someone besides myself (this is what happens when two photographers go out for a shoot and can't find any available models..) for a long time now and we finally had the chance. It was freeeeeezing out there, but totally worth it. I love how it turned out and I love how this photo even speaks to who Jobi is. One of my favorite things about art is that it can be so many things to so many different people. This photo for me is a lot of things. It speaks to the Wild in me, the fierce and passionate flame that burns in my soul. It's also a reminder of sorts. To me it represents a sacrifice, a marking point, an alter for all the things God has done in me over the last year. I hope you too find meaning in the depths of this image.
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Five wildfires – the biggest of which are the Palisades and the Eaton fires – are still currently burning (as of 10 January 2025) in areas of north Los Angeles. At least 10 people are known to have lost their lives and many more properties have been burnt to the ground.
This image, captured by the Copernicus Sentinel-3 mission on 9 January 2025, shows the Palisades fire at lower left and the Eaton fire at upper right, with smoke seen reaching Catalina Island and the Santa Barbara reserve to the south of the fires.
See also the image of 7 Jan just after fires broke out.
Copernicus Sentinel-3 measures Earth’s oceans, land, ice and atmosphere to monitor and understand large-scale global dynamics. It provides essential information in near-real time for ocean and weather forecasting.
Credits: contains modified Copernicus Sentinel data (2025), processed by ESA, CC BY-SA 3.0 IGO
The dogwood tree contains both male and female reproduction organs which allows it to self-pollinate and produce seeds on its own!
Andalucia
The Setas de Sevilla, also known as the Metropol Parasol, is a modern architectural structure in the Spanish city of Seville. It was designed by German architect Jürgen Mayer and was completed in 2011.
The Metropol Parasol is the largest wooden structure in the world and consists of six large umbrella-shaped elements placed on a rectangular platform. The platform also contains an archaeological museum, terraces and restaurants.
San Luis Valley, Colorado
The park contains the tallest sand dunes in North America
FujiFilm X-H1
FujiFilm FUJINON Lens XF16-80mmF4 R OIS WR
f/11 1/160 ISO 400
Vikram was one of many people I photographed during last year’s visit to Gujarat in India.
After the monsoon, much of the area of the 'Little Rann of Kutch' is under about a metre of water. When it subsides, Vikram arrives with his solar panels for power to work the pumps, and materials for building makeshift huts. They construct the salt pans to contain the water they pump from underground.
The salt farmers will live out in the desert working from October until March when the heat becomes almost unbearable.
The Little Rann of Kutch, Gujarat.
India January 2024. © David Hill
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London | Architecture | Night Photography
EXPLORE # 281
We had another wet night and day in London, it just didnt stop! i just managed to take a couple of reflection shots in London at night in Covent Garden ;-)
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Covent Garden (pronounced /ˈkɒvənt/) is a district in London, England, located in the easternmost parts of the City of Westminster and the southwestern corner of the London Borough of Camden. The area is dominated by shopping, street performers, and entertainment facilities, and it contains an entrance to the Royal Opera House, which is also widely-known simply as "Covent Garden", and the bustling Seven Dials area.
The area is bounded by High Holborn to the north, Kingsway to the east, the Strand to the south and Charing Cross Road to the west. Covent Garden Piazza is located in the geographical centre of the area and was the site of a flower, fruit and vegetable market from the 1500s until 1974, when the wholesale market relocated to New Covent Garden Market in Nine Elms. Nearby areas include Soho, St James's, Bloomsbury, and Holborn
In 1913, responding to political feeling against large holdings of real property, and wishing to diversify his investment portfolio into less politically sensitive fields, the Duke of Bedford agreed to sell the Covent Garden Estate to the MP and land speculator Harry Mallaby-Deeley for £2 million. The following year Mallaby-Deeley sold his option to buy to the pill manufacturer Sir Joseph Beecham for £250,000. After delays caused by the First World War and the death of Sir Joseph, the sale was finalised in 1918, the purchasers being Sir Joseph's two sons, Sir Thomas and Henry. The transaction included the market, 231 other properties, and sundry other rights. The property was part of Beecham Estates and Pills Limited from 1924 to 1928 and from 1928 it was owned by a successor company called Covent Garden Properties Company Limited, owned by the Beechams and other private investors. This new company sold some properties at Covent Garden, while becoming active in property investment in other parts of London. In 1962 the bulk of the remaining properties in the Covent Garden area, including the market, were sold to the newly established government-owned Covent Garden Authority for £3,925,000.[3]
By the end of the 1960s, traffic congestion in the surrounding area had reached such a level that the use of the square as a market, which required increasingly large lorries for deliveries and distribution, was becoming unsustainable. The whole area was threatened with complete redevelopment. Following a public outcry, in 1973 the Home Secretary, Robert Carr, gave dozens of buildings around the square listed building status, preventing redevelopment. The following year the market finally moved to a new site (called the New Covent Garden Market) about three miles (5 km) south-west at Nine Elms. The square languished until its central building re-opened as a shopping centre and tourist attraction in 1980. Today the shops largely sell novelty items, though street performers can be seen almost every day of the year, both on the pitches within the market, and on the West and East Piazza's/James Street outside. More serious shoppers gravitate to Long Acre, which has a range of clothes shops and boutiques, and Neal Street, noted for its large number of shoe shops. London's Transport Museum and the side entrance to the Royal Opera House box office and other facilities are also located on the Piazza.
In August 2007, Covent Garden launched the UK's first food Night Market. Fresh produce from over 35 different stalls included Neal's Yard's specialist cheeses, Spore Boys' mushroom sandwiches, Gourmet Candy Company, Ginger Pig sausages and Burnt Sugar fudge. The aim of the Night Market was to bring Covent Garden back to its roots as the "Larder of London". Organisers are hoping to make it a permanent event in 2008 as part of a wider initiative to regenerate interest in the Covent Garden area.
Covent Garden Market and Piazza was bought by Capital and Counties in August 2006 for £421 million.[4] In March 2007 Capco also acquired the shops located under the Royal Opera House.[5] The complete Covent Garden Estate owned by Capital and Counties consists of 550,000 sq ft (51,000 m2). and has a market value of £650 million.[4]
Covent Garden Market reopened as a retail centre in 1980, after the produce market was moved to its current location in Nine Elms. Currently one of the most famous and popular parts of the covered Covent Garden market is Apple Market, a small subsection of the main market. [6] Street entertainment at Covent Garden was first mentioned in Samuel Pepys' diary in 1662.[7] Today Covent Garden is the only part of London licensed for street entertainment with performers having to undertake auditions for the Market's management and representatives of the performers' union and signing up to timetabled slots.
Currently performers operate in a number of venues around the market, including the North Hall, West Piazza, and South Hall Courtyard. The courtyard space is dedicated to classical music only. There are street performances at Covent Garden Market every day of the year, except Christmas Day. Shows run throughout the day and are 30–40 minutes in length.
In March 2008, Capital and Counties proposed to reduce street performances by approximately 50%. In the Courtyard, shows currently run back to back from 10:30 am to 7:00 pm, with short breaks in between each show, allowing for two shows each hour. Under the new proposal, performances would be cut to one 30-minute show each hour. The musicians and performers staged a demonstration "busk" in the Piazza against these cuts on 27 March with the opera singer Lesley Garrett who is supporting their campaign.[8] They have organised a petition which so far has over 5,000 signatures including Ken Livingstone, Brian Paddick, Vasko Vassilev, Brian Eno and Victoria Wood.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Covent_Garden
London Rain at Night ....in Covent Garden ~~~~
La provincia de Guadalajara y a pocos kilómetros de Sigüenza es digna de visitar por su interesante románico rural, algunos le han denominado como el románico del silencio, sitios destacables como Sáuca, Jodra del Pinar y Carabias, además de la citada Sigüenza.
La iglesia de Nuestra Señora de la Asunción en Saúca (Guadalajara) – Spain; datada a finales del siglo XII o principios del siglo XIII, contiene una pila bautismal con la copa decorada con arquillos de medio punto que apoyan en dobles columnas, con similitud a la existente en la iglesia de Pozancos (Guadalajara).
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The province of Guadalajara and a few kilometers from Sigüenza is worth visiting for its interesting rural Romanesque, some have called it the Romanesque of Silence, remarkable sites such as Sáuca, Jodra del Pinar and Carabias, in addition to the aforementioned Sigüenza.
The church of Our Lady of the Assumption in Saúca (Guadalajara) - Spain; dating from the late 12th or early 13th century, it contains a baptismal font with the cup decorated with semicircular arches supported by double columns, similar to the one in the church of Pozancos (Guadalajara).
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Wat Suthat Thepphawararam is a royal temple in Bangkok, Thailand. It is a royal temple of the first grade, one of ten such temples in Bangkok. There are 23 in the whole of Thailand. Construction was begun by King Rama I in 1807. Further construction and decorations were carried out by King Rama II, who also assisted, but the temple was not completed until the reign of King Rama III in 1847. This temple contains the Buddha statue Phra Sri Sakyamuni, which was moved from a temple in Sukhothai province. Sukhothai was the capital of the first kingdom of Siam in the 13th and 15th centuries. Twenty-eight Chinese pagodas are placed on the lower terrace of the base, signifying the twenty-eight Buddhas born on this earth. In 2005, the temple was submitted to UNESCO for consideration as an addition to the World Heritage List. The viharn of Wat Suthat is one of the oldest surviving buildings from the Rattanakosin era. It contains the main Buddha statue of the Wat. The Phra Si Sakyamuni is an eight meter high bronze Buddha statue. The temple is beautiful and is not inferior to the Grand Palace. The big advantage that you can take pictures inside and it is wonderfully quiet.
The temple complex officially called Wat Suthat Thepphawararam is one of the largest in Bangkok and covers 10 hectares. The viharn of Wat Suthat is one of the oldest surviving buildings from the Rattanakosin era. It contains the main Buddha statue of the Wat. There is an 800 year old Sukhothai Buddha statue standing 8 meters high in a demure Mara pose. It was cast in Sukhothai some 800 years ago and was brought to Bangkok by riverboat from an abandoned temple in Sukhothai. The Phra Si Sakyamuni is an eight meter high bronze Buddha statue. Photo of one of the entrances of Wat Suthat Thepphawararam.
Wat Suthat Thepphawararam is een koninklijke tempel in Bangkok, Thailand. Het is één van de tien eerste graadstempels in Bangkok. In heel Thailand zijn het er 23. De bouw werd begonnen door Koning Rama I in 1807. Verdere bouw en versieringen werden uitgevoerd door koning Rama II, die ook zelf heeft geholpen, maar de tempel werd pas voltooid tijdens het bewind van koning Rama III in 1847. Deze tempel bevat het Boeddhabeeld Phra Sri Sakyamuni, die werd verplaatst van uit een tempel in de provincie Sukhothai. Sukhothai was de hoofdstad van het eerste koninkrijk Siam in de 13e en 15e eeuw. Op het onderste terras van de basis zijn achtentwintig Chinese pagodes geplaatst, die de achtentwintig geboren Boeddha's op deze aarde betekenen. In 2005 werd de tempel voorgelegd aan de UNESCO ter overweging als toevoeging aan de Werelderfgoedlijst. De viharn van de Wat Suthat is één van de oudste nog bestaande gebouwen uit het Rattanakosin-tijdperk. Het bevat het belangrijkste Boeddhabeeld van de Wat. Er staat een 800 jaar oud bronzen Sukhothai Boeddhabeeld van 8 meter hoog in een ingetogen Mara-houding. Het werd zo'n 800 jaar geleden in Sukhothai gegoten en werd per rivierboot vanuit een verlaten tempel in Sukhothai naar Bangkok gebracht. De tempel is prachtig en doet niet onder aan de Grand Palace. Het grote voordeel dat je hier wel binnen mag fotograferen en heerlijk rustig is.
Norwegen / Nordland - Hinnøya
Raftsundet - View to Austvågøya
Raftsund - Blick nach Austvågøya
Hinnøya (Norwegian) or Iinnasuolu (Northern Sami) is the fourth-largest island in Norway, and the largest outside the Svalbard archipelago. The 2,204.7-square-kilometre (851.2 sq mi) lies just off the western coast of Northern Norway. The island sits on the border of Nordland and Troms counties. The western part of the island is in the district of Vesterålen, the southwestern part is in the Lofoten district, the southeastern part is in the Ofoten district, and the northeastern part is in Troms.[3] As of 2017, Hinnøya had a population of 32,688. The only town on the island is the town of Harstad. Some of the larger villages include Borkenes, Lødingen, Sigerfjord, and Sørvik. The island is split between several municipalities: Harstad, Tjeldsund and Kvæfjord in Troms county, as well as Andøy, Hadsel, Lødingen, Sortland, and Vågan in Nordland county.
Etymology
The Old Norse form of the name was just Hinn (the suffix -øya meaning "the island" was added later). The large island is almost divided in two parts by the Gullesfjorden and Øksfjorden, and the old name is probably derived from an old verb with the meaning "cleave", "split", or "cut".
Transportation
Hinnøya is connected to the mainland by the Tjeldsund Bridge across the Tjeldsundet strait. To the west, it is connected to the island of Langøya by the Sortland Bridge, and to the northwest to the island of Andøya by the Andøy Bridge. It is connected to the Lofoten islands by the Lofoten mainland connection which opened on 1 December 2007. That connection is part of the European Route E10 highway. The highway runs near Møysalen National Park. There is also a ferry connection in the southeast between the village of Lødingen and the village of Bognes on the mainland, crossing the Vestfjorden.
Geography
Hinnøya is dissected by several fjords, and two very long ones, Gullesfjorden in the northeast and Øksfjorden in the southwest, almost sever the island in half. There is a five-kilometre-wide (3 mi) isthmus between innermost parts of the two fjords. Tjeldsundet sound divides Hinnøya from the mainland and from Tjeldøya; the narrow Raftsundet strait divides Hinnøya from Austvågøya and between Hinnøya and Andøya goes Risøyrenna strait. The island contains a mostly rugged and mountainous terrain, especially the southern part. There are also valleys and lakes, the largest lake is Storvatnet at 6,67 km2. The treeline lies close to 400 m above sea level, but varies from 250 m to nearly 500 m above sea level.
The best agricultural area is in the northeast, in Harstad and Kvæfjord Municipalities. The southern part is the location of Møysalen National Park, which includes the highest mountain on the island, the 1,262-metre (4,140 ft) tall Møysalen. In the northwestern part of the island, near the village of Forfjord, there is a nature reserve containing a valley with forests and bogs, including the oldest pine trees in Norway, more than 700 years old.
Climate
The climate of the southern coast of the island is warmer and wetter in winter than the northern coast. Harstad, situated on the northern part of Hinnøya, has all-time high 31.7 °C (89 °F) recorded July 2014, and record low −16.1 °C (3 °F) recorded in February 2010.
(Wikipedia)
Raftsundet (Norwegian) or Ráktanuorri (Northern Sami)[1] is a strait in Nordland county, Norway. The 25-kilometre (16 mi) long strait runs between the islands of Hinnøya and Austvågøya, mostly in Hadsel Municipality, but the southern end is in Vågan Municipality. The strait is crossed by the Raftsund Bridge near the northern mouth of the strait. The Trollfjorden is a small fjord that branches off the strait to the west and it is a well-known tourist attraction. The island of Stormolla lies at the southern mouth where the strait joins the Vestfjorden.
(Wikipedia)
Hinnøya ist mit 2.204 km² Fläche die größte Insel[1] vor der Küste Norwegens. Mit Ausnahme der Inselgruppe Spitzbergen ist sie die größte norwegische Insel. Hinnøya ist bewohnt, neben der größten Siedlung Harstad gibt es einige kleinere Dörfer. Sie ist eine der einwohnerreichsten Inseln in Norwegen.
Der Ort Digermulen am Südende der Insel übte eine starke Anziehungskraft auf Kaiser Wilhelm II. aus. Er reiste ab 1890 mehrmals hierhin und bestieg die Bergkuppe Digermulenkollen, die eine großartige Aussicht auf den Vestfjord und auf den Raftsund bietet. Er errichtete hier eine Varde. Die Bergkuppe heißt seitdem Keiservarden. Zahlreiche deutsche Touristen folgten seinen Spuren.
Geografie
Die Insel im Europäischen Nordmeer wird von mehreren Fjorden geteilt, und zwei besonders lange, der Gullesfjord im Nordosten und der Øksfjord im Südwesten, schneiden sie beinahe in zwei Teile: nur 5 km trennen ihre Enden voneinander. Die Landschaft ist bergig. Im Süden der Insel liegt der Møysalen, mit 1.262 m Höhe ihr höchster Berg. Die landwirtschaftliche Nutzung ist im Nordosten um Harstad und Kvæfjord konzentriert.
Die Verbindung zum Festland wird durch die 1007 m lange Tjeldsundbrücke über den Tjeldsund hergestellt. Im Westen führt die Sortlandbrua auf die benachbarte Insel Langøya und im Norden die Andøybrücke auf die Insel Andøya. Diese drei Inseln gehören geographisch zur Inselgruppe Vesterålen. Im Südwesten führt die Raftsundet bru zur Insel Austvågøya, die zu der Inselgruppe Lofoten gehört.
Politische Einteilung
Hinnøya liegt ungefähr zur Hälfte im Fylke Troms (Harstad, Kvæfjord und Tjeldsund) und zur Hälfte in Nordland (Andøy, Hadsel, Lødingen, Sortland). Der Westen von Hinnøya wird der Inselgruppe Vesterålen zugerechnet, die südwestliche Spitze gilt als Teil von Lofoten, weil sie früher nur mit dem Boot von Svolvær aus erreichbar war.
(Wikipedia)
Der Raftsund ist die Wasserstraße zwischen Lofoten und Vesterålen. Entlang des Sundes liegen mehrere Häuser und ehemalige Handelsplätze, die zumeist nach dem Ausbau des Straßennetzes ihre einstmals zentrale Lage und Funktion verloren haben. Die Natur entlang des Raftsundes ist dennoch ein großes Erlebnis. Besonders eindrucksvoll ist der Trollfjord.
Der Raftsund wird im Norden von der Raftsundet bru überspannt, die ein Teil der Festlandsverbindung der Lofoten ist. Die Brücke wurde am 6. November 1998 eröffnet.
Die Schiffe der Hurtigruten verkehren auf ihrem Weg zwischen Svolvær und Stokmarknes durch den Raftsund. Bei schönem Wetter machen sie dabei in den Sommermonaten einen Abstecher in den Trollfjord.
In der Nacht zum 22. September 1954 lief das nordwärts fahrende Hurtigrutenschiff D/S Nordstjernen bei Hanøy im nördlichen Raftsund auf Grund und sank innerhalb von 20 Minuten, wobei fünf Menschen ihr Leben verloren.
(Wikipedia)
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"Salt & Light" is my new monograph softcover book, containing the first installment of my "Mojave Monochrome" Project.
These are often called, "Zines." However, calling this publication a zine sells it a bit short. This is a genuine softcover portfolio book, or "monograph." What is a monograph? A monograph is a collection of images and writing from an artist that strives to tell a cohesive visual story through art and writing. It is usually a "project," or series of images created around a central theme.
Why would you want to buy something like this? You view images all the time for free on the internet. However, they rarely fit together to tell a story, much less through creative art. The writing that accompanies most online images is rushed and very brief. This writing is long-form literary prose and is designed to be read slowly and in print. Likewise, my images are created to be seen in person, not on a screen. There is no substitute for holding a printed work of art in your hands in real life. Further, none of the nearly 6000 words of writing in this book is available online, as it was all authored specifically for print. All the images were made on black & white medium format film using the camera in this picture, specifically for this project.
If you would like to join in on my adventures or see a little behind my creative process, this book is an easy and affordable way to do that, and support my work in the process. It is an inspiring, uplifting, and beautiful piece of work that can become a part of your personal library and art collection. I hope you will consider buying one for yourself, and for anyone in your life who may appreciate art and literature.
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Vivía con miedo al mañana y un día aquello que tanto temía cobró vida... con el tiempo pensó que necesitaba de él para vivir. La costumbre se convirtió en necesidad y la necesidad en obsesión. Permaneció sumisa, sujetando los temores que en cualquier momento pudo apartar. Era una acumulación de miedo que terminaría por estallar.
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She lived in fear of tomorrow and one day what she feared came to life ... over time she thought needed that to live. Custom became necessity and necessity became obsession. She remained submissive, holding the fears that at any moment she could push away. It was an accumulation of fear that would eventually explode.
Sand dunes border the beach at The Pinery Provincial Park in Ontario, Canada.
Pinery Provincial Park was initially reforested with red and white pine trees giving the park its name. However, the area is not naturally a pine forest; the natural ecology is a very rare oak savanna. Only later was the true value of the natural ecology recognized, and the health of the oak savanna is now promoted.
Check out an album containing more of my photos shot in 2000.
Canon FTb
Shot on 135 format Kodak Royal Gold 400 Generation 2 colour negative film.
Scanned using a Nikon Super CoolScan 9000 ED with the FH-835S 35mm strip film tray.
This picture contains so many of my passions.
First of all - the photography itself. I love to take pictures of beautiful, impressive landscapes. Especially in the mountains.
And my newest but by now most intense passion is mountain biking. I'm a newbie, but I have fun riding trails and learn how to manage my fears about falling down ;-).
And because all of this I visited Whistler in August. And I definitely have to come back. With my bike. And with friends. And then I will not only copy the mountains, I will defeat them by bike!
(more details later, as time permits)
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Sometime in 2014, I created Flickr album for photos that I had started taking with my iPhone5s; and a year later, in the fall of 2014, I started a new Flickr album for photos that I’ve begun taking with my iPhone6, and iPhone6+. But progress doesn’t stop (at least with Apple): as of October 2015, I’ve upgraded once again, to the iPhone6s and 6s+ (yes, both of them) and this new album contains photos created with those camera-phones
In last year’s Flickr album, I wrote, “Whether you’re an amateur or professional photographer, it’s hard to walk around with a modern smartphone in your pocket, and not be tempted to use the built-in camera from time-to-time. Veteran photographers typically sneer at such behavior, and most will tell you that they can instantly recognize an iPhone photo, which they mentally reject as being unworthy of any serious attention.
“After using many earlier models of smartphones over the past several years, I was inclined to agree; after all, I always (well, almost always) had a “real” camera in my pocket (or backpack or camera-bag), and it was always capable of taking a much better photographic image than the mediocre, grainy images shot with a camera-phone.
“But still … there were a few occasions when I desperately wanted to capture some photo-worthy event taking place right in front of me, and inevitably it turned out to be the times when I did not have the “real” camera with me. Or I did have it, but it was buried somewhere in a bag, and I knew that the “event” would have disappeared by the time I found the “real" camera and turned it on. By contrast, the smart-phone was always in my pocket (along with my keys and my wallet, it’s one of the three things I consciously grab every time I walk out the door). And I often found that I could turn it on, point it at the photographic scene, and take the picture much faster than I could do the same thing with a “traditional” camera.
“Meanwhile, smartphone cameras have gotten substantially better in the past few years, from a mechanical/hardware perspective; and the software “intelligence” controlling the camera has become amazingly sophisticated. It’s still not on the same level as a “professional” DSLR camera, but for a large majority of the “average” photographic situations we’re likely to encounter in the unplanned moments of our lives, it’s more and more likely to be “good enough.” The old adage of “the best camera is the one you have with you” is more and more relevant these days. For me, 90% of the success in taking a good photo is simply being in the right place at the right time, being aware that the “photo opportunity” is there, and having a camera — any camera — to take advantage of that opportunity. Only 10% of the time does it matter which camera I’m using, or what technical features I’ve managed to use.
“And now, with the recent advent of the iPhone5s, there is one more improvement — which, as far as I can tell, simply does not exist in any of the “professional” cameras. You can take an unlimited number of “burst-mode” shots with the new iPhone, simply by keeping your finger on the shutter button; instead of being limited to just six (as a few of the DSLR cameras currently offer), you can take 10, 20, or even a hundred shots. And then — almost magically — the iPhone will show you which one or two of the large burst of photos was optimally sharp and clear. With a couple of clicks, you can then delete everything else, and retain only the very best one or two from the entire burst.
“With that in mind, I’ve begun using my iPhone5s for more and more “everyday” photo situations out on the street. Since I’m typically photographing ordinary, mundane events, even the one or two “optimal” shots that the camera-phone retains might not be worth showing anyone else … so there is still a lot of pruning and editing to be done, and I’m lucky if 10% of those “optimal” shots are good enough to justify uploading to Flickr and sharing with the rest of the world. Still, it’s an enormous benefit to know that my editing work can begin with photos that are more-or-less “technically” adequate, and that I don’t have to waste even a second reviewing dozens of technically-mediocre shots that are fuzzy, or blurred.
“Oh, yeah, one other minor benefit of the iPhone5s (and presumably most other current brands of smartphone): it automatically geotags every photo and video, without any special effort on the photographer’s part. Only one of my other big, fat cameras (the Sony Alpha SLT A65) has that feature, and I’ve noticed that almost none of the “new” mirrorless cameras have got a built-in GPS thingy that will perform the geotagging...
“I’ve had my iPhone5s for a couple of months now, but I’ve only been using the “burst-mode” photography feature aggressively for the past couple of weeks. As a result, the initial batch of photos that I’m uploading are all taken in the greater-NYC area. But as time goes on, and as my normal travel routine takes me to other parts of the world, I hope to add more and more “everyday” scenes in cities that I might not have the opportunity to photograph in a “serious” way.”
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Okay, so now it’s October of 2015, and I’ve got the iPhone 6s/6s+. The the camera now has a 12-megapixel lens (instead of the older 8 MP version), and that the internal camera-related hardware/firmware/software is better, too. Obviously, I’ve got the newer iOS9, too, and even on the “old” phones, it now supports time-lapse videos along with everything else.
I’ve still got my pocket camera (an amazing little Sony RX-100 Mark IV, which replaces the Mark III I had last year), and two larger cameras (Sony RX-10 II, and Sony A7 II), but I have a feeling that I won’t even be taking them out of the camera bag when I’m out on the street for ordinary day-to-day walking around.
That will depend, obviously, on what kind of photos and videos the iPhone6s/6s+ camera actually capable of taking … so I’m going to try to use at leas one of them every day, and see what the results look like …
Like I said last year, “stay tuned…”
ELL 193 243-3 mit einem Containerzug nach Hamburg Altenwerder auf der KBS 110 zwischen Lüneburg und Winsen in der Nähe von Sangenstedt
ELL 193 243-3 with a container train to Hamburg Altenwerder on the KBS 110 between Lüneburg and Winsen near Sangenstedt
Tilted red tower marks entrance to Polish war museum by Kwadrat, Gdansk
An angled tower wrapped in red concrete panels and glazing contains the entrance to this second world war museum, which is mostly housed beneath the surface of a public plaza in the Polish city of Gdansk. A jury headed by Daniel Libeskind awarded Studio Architektoniczne Kwadrat the project for the Museum of the Second World War following an international competition in 2010. The studio, which is based in the nearby town of Gdynia, said it put forward a proposal that was "a bit risky", but also "something unusual, very distinctive and memorable".
A tower rising 40.5 metres above the new public square provides the dominant feature of the building, which is located next to a canal in a district called Wiadrownia that was destroyed during fighting in 1945. "The idea behind the design is simple enough," said the architects, "to position the main part of the museum underground so as not to completely use up the small plot of land intended for investment. We have concealed the other functions in a sculptural form. In this way, it was possible to find space for a vast square, and the whole premise became symbolic."
The project comprises three distinct but connected parts, with the underground spaces dedicated to the past, the plaza representing the present, and the tower symbolising the future. The monolithic tower features surfaces set at angles as much as 45 degrees from the vertical, lending it a dynamic appearance that alters when viewed from different directions. Three of its four trapezoidal facades are clad in terracotta-red panels, while the fourth side and kinked roof are filled in with glazing that allows natural light to flood into the interior.
"This simple sculptural form, devoid of literal meaning, evokes various associations," said the architects. "It has already been likened to a bastion, a barrier, a crumbling house or a bunker, and when illuminated at night, it resembles a burning candle. At the same time, it fits in with the city image and the geometry of shipyard cranes – the symbol of the port of Gdansk."
The glazed facade of the tower incorporates an entrance at its base, which is situated at basement level and is reached by a wide set of steps leading down from the plaza. The tower contains a library, lecture halls and a restaurant with a viewpoint looking out across the city skyline. The majority of the 23,000 m2 building is located beneath the paved public square, which aims to provide people with a place to meet, socialise and relax. Staircases descend from the entrance through a large void to the level of the ticket office, cloakroom and exhibition spaces dedicated to telling the story of the war in Poland. A corridor with a narrow skylight at its apex guides visitors through a series of austere exhibition rooms featuring a palette of concrete, steel and oak details.
In addition to digital displays and physical exhibits, the spaces include several recreations of places such as a pre-war shopping street, ruined buildings surrounding a Soviet tank, and the interior of a Warsaw apartment reflecting different stages of the conflict. At the level of the plaza, a bridge connects the tower with a long, narrow volume containing offices. A walkway that passes beneath the bridge is lined with gabion cages filled with red brick and rubble from Gdansk. A further wedge-shaped structure that emerges from the square contains the entrance to an underground parking garage. Both this volume and the offices are clad in the same red tiles as the tower to create a consistent aesthetic across the museum's different spaces.
The house was built in 1795. In the middle of the 1800s the manufacturer Anders Jönsson lived in the house. He bought yarn and gave to home weavers who then delivered fabrics to him. He sold on to salesmen and eventually he became the sole owner of the textile factory Borås Wäfveri AB.
In 1950 the house was moved to the open-air museum Ramnaparken in Borås city.
The red house is typical for Sweden. The traditional red paint contains pigment from the copper-mine in Falun, Dalecarlia.
Ponto-chō (先斗町) es un distrito Hanamachi de Kyoto, Japón, conocido por las geishas y hogar de muchas casas de geishas y casas de té tradicionales. Como Gion, Ponto-chō es famoso por la preservación de las formas tradicionales de la arquitectura y el entretenimiento.
El nombre Ponto-chō se dice que es un acrónimo del inglés palabra "punto" o el portugués la palabra "ponto" (también con el significado "punto") y la palabra japonesa "-cho" cuyo significado es ciudad, bloque o calle.1
Ponto-chō se centra en torno a un largo y estrecho callejón empedrado que va desde Shijō-dori a Sanjo-dori, una calle al oeste del río Kamo (Kamo-gawa). Este es también el lugar tradicional del inicio del kabuki, y una estatua de Okuni sigue en pie en el lado opuesto del río.
"Las geishas han existido en Ponto-cho por lo menos desde el siglo 16, al igual que la prostitución y otras formas de entretenimiento. Hoy en día, la zona, iluminada por lámparas tradicionales por la noche, contiene una mezcla de restaurantes muy caros, a menudo con comedor al aire libre junto al río en los patios de madera; casas de geishas y casas de té, burdeles, bares y restaurantes baratos.
El área es también el hogar del Teatro Kaburenjo al final de la calle Sanjo-dori. Este teatro funciona como una sala de prácticas de geisha y dos veces al año desde 1870, las geishas de Kyoto efectúan el Kamogawa Odori, un baile del río Kamogawa, una combinación de danzas tradicionales kabuki, como el teatro, el canto y la interpretación de los instrumentos tradicionales; ofreciendo una rara oportunidad para la gente común para ver las actuaciones de las geishas reales."
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japonismo.com/blog/el-hanamachi-de-pontocho-en-kioto
Ponto-chō (先斗町) is a hanamachi district in Kyoto, Japan, known for its geisha and maiko, and is home to many of the city's okiya and traditional tea houses. Like Gion, Ponto-chō is famous for the preservation of forms of traditional architecture and entertainment.
The name "Ponto-chō" is said to be a portmanteau of the Portuguese word "ponte" (bridge) and the Japanese word "-chō", meaning town, block or street.
Ponto-chō as a district is for the most part constructed around a long, narrow alleyway, running from Shijō-dōri to Sanjō-dōri, one block west of the Kamo River. This location is also known as the traditional location for the beginning of kabuki as an art form, and a statue of kabuki's founder, Izumo no Okuni, stands on the opposite side of the river. The district's crest is a stylized water plover, or chidori.
Geisha (known locally as geiko) and maiko have existed in Ponto-chō since at least the 16th century, as have prostitution and other forms of entertainment. Today, the area, lit by traditional lanterns at night, contains a mix of exclusive restaurants — often featuring outdoor riverside dining on wooden patios — geisha houses and tea houses, brothels, bars, and cheap eateries.
The area is also home to the Ponto-chō Kaburenjō Theatre at the Sanjō-dōri end of the street. This theatre functions as a practice hall for geisha and maiko, and has functioned as the location for the annual Kamogawa Odori — a combination performance of traditional dance, kabuki-like theatre, singing and the playing of traditional instruments — since the 1870s.
In the 1970s, American anthropologist Liza Dalby visited Kyoto for a year as part of her doctoral studies into the institution of geisha in modern Japanese society, eventually unofficially becoming a geisha as part of her research. Dalby later wrote a well-received book, Geisha, about the experience.
Churlish Stories for Curious Children
The Remisier Caper
Acte Two
Quickly the two women move from the kitchen and up the back stairs, moving past the locked, still-silent, study, reaching the dimly lit corridor in the wing where the guest bedrooms are located
Lightening flashes outside, adding an ominous feeling to the already electric air.
As the pair stalked down the hall, Emilee instructed her friend as to where Cecelia hides her jewelry case.
Her diamond tiara is locked in the hidden safe inside Sir Reginald’s study.
Much to her dismay, Emilee will not be helping rob this room. Cecelia must not be made aware the French maid has had any part in this.
So Emilee asked a favour.
“In the wardrobe, a long-sleeved white satin blouse with the ruffles. Please Mon Ami?”
The thief had winked, pulling out the torch from her kit.
Reaching the target, the maid stands guard outside in the hallway as the thief carefully opens the door and slips inside.
Inside the room, turning on her torch, the thief sweeps the interior.
Cecelia is fast asleep in her bed, elegant in a long white satin nightgown, as she lays out upon the purple satin sheets.
Her pretty evening gown is over a high-backed velvet-covered chair.
Fire flashed from the diamonds hanging around the sleeping girl's throat. The rest of her diamonds lay in blazing glory, invitingly sprawled out upon the room’s vanity.
The thief approaches the bed, and the wind outside shrieks as a crack of lightning illuminates the room, waking the sleeping girl.
Her eyes sleepily open, then go wide as she sees the masked intruder at her bedside. The thief puts a finger to her lips, and motions the girl to come off the bed.
Cecelia, still not fully awake, limply obeys, and the thief leads her to the chair. There, using one of her victim’s long satin gloves, she is gagged and with a rope, her satin-clad figure is quickly tied up.
As the victim watched, paralyzed with fear, the thief pulls off a satin pillowcase and going to the vanity sweeps off her glittering diamonds down inside it.
Then, as Cecelia whimpered, the masked thief leans down and opens the drawers of her vanity.
Of course, looking back at her captive as she does, not wishing her snooty victim to miss the show.
Reaching the bottom drawer, the thief see’s Cecelia uneasily struggling against her well-tied ropes.
Smiling, the thief quickly pulls out the silky clothes on top. At the bottom lies the prize.
Quickly several velvet-covered cases are extracted and opened with their shimmery contents dumped out inside the pillowcase. Then the cases are carelessly discarded off to the side, adding to the silky underthings already littering the floor.
Hearing the tied-up Celia trying to talk with muffled unclear words, the thief turns and faces the poor girl.
“Don’t worry luv, after I’m done cleaning you out, I’m sure that maid I saw in the dining room will be in to clean it up for you.
Turning back, the thief opens the last, and by far, largest velvet case, a royally dazzling display of large emeralds and diamond set jewellery almost blinds the thief’s eyes.
The case is closed and then added to the loot.
Holding the pillowcase, the masked intruder goes to the wardrobe. Opening it she reached and begins pulling out and checking over the designer dresses and gowns inside. Casually casting them off to the side as she goes do.
Coming to the white ruffled satin blouse she sees there is a black onyx pin holding the high-necked satin bow in place. Perfect.
She takes it to a full-length mirror and holds the blouse up, seeing Cecilia’s wretchedness reflected behind her in the mirror.
She doesn’t feel sorry for the bound and gagged lass.
The thief, in planning this little caper, had learned about the spoiled Cecilia’s tyrannical attitude towards, well, everyone and everything. Her personal servants, as well as her horse, and the family pets, have the scars, both real and emotional, to prove it.
Stuffing the blouse inside the pillow case the thief moves over to the tied-up girl and lifts the diamonds hanging down around her throat. The thief sees the pricy gems sparkling in Cecelia’s wide-open eyes.
The thief then reached back with her free hand and undid the clasp. Saying to her squirming victim as she pulls off the necklace.
“Very nice my haughty lady. I doubt any of the other guest rooms will have anything this nice. Hopefully, I’m wrong.”
She tweaks the poor girl's cheek, then pats thoroughly down her satin-clad, totally compliant figure, deliberately feeling along every bump and bulge for any more of the young lady’s valuables. Nothing is found, but the thief is by no means disappointed.
The thief cuts off the torch’s beam. Pulling off the satin pillowcase from a second pillow, the thief leaves the room as another flash of lightning ominously lights up the bedroom.
Giving poor Cecelia a backside view of the departing thief carrying away the pillowcase full of her heirloom quality jewellry.
The weak-minded girl finally passes out cold from all the anxiety.
The masked thief heads out the door into the hallway where Emilee keeps watch, standing along the wall beside the door.
The thief nods as Emily licks her lips looking at the small bulge at the bottom of the satin pillowcase.
The thief opens it up, and Emilee gives a squeal seeing the blouse she had so coveted while seeing Cecilia wearing it the day before, as well as the bewitching jewelry piled inside the pillowcase.
The thief gently chided her partner in crime, saying as she jovially rubs her shoulder.
“Quit your droolin lass, plenty of work ahead of us this evening.
Lightening again flashes as they begin to scurry down the hallway.
Quickly the pair then enters each of the occupied guest rooms located down the hallway. With a methodical determination, each room is picked clean of any jewels, money, and small valuable items.
It is quick work, with the upstairs maid Emilee pointing out where the lady guest’s better jewels are kept, they both make a fast, quite accurate, job of it.
Like Cecelia, Rose Buxton had her valuable jewels hidden away at the bottom of a vanity drawer full of lingerie.
Lady Susan Macready had her better baubles in a soft-sided jewelry case under her bed’s Pillow.
Diane, Spencer’s fiancé, had a private room, and her good jewelry was in a case conveniently left open on her vanity.
Mrs. Marlene Cabot—Hinny’s overly expensive ‘borrowed’ diamonds from the jewelry shoppe, were found tucked inside a suitcase hidden under the bed.
Emilee grins as the jewels are located and added to the growing loot being added to the satin pillowcase she is holding, her mind going to the ladies in the Parlour downstairs, totally oblivious as to the robbing of their valuables that is occurring above their high held heads.
Cases of sparking jewels are located and dumped into the satin pillowcase. Purses are riffled, bedside drawers checked, and looted of valuables.
Each room entered is left picked clean with expert prowess.
Finishing plundering the last guest room, the pair slink past the study, to the master bedroom next door.
Both enter the stately outfitted room.
Standing as the thief sweeps her torches’ beam. All the light touches conveyed a sense of glamour and very upper-class level wealth.
As with the guest rooms, the pilfering is methodically fast and easy with the Maid’s help.
Quickly the thief is shown the large jewelry amour, and it is opened, showing off a massive collection of jewelry in all styles, and shapes, made with pricey metals and some set with mesmerizing gems. No costume jewelry here. Two pairs of hands begin pulling off from hooks and emptying small drawers, brim full of expensive baubles.
Madeline’s good jewels are kept in the study safe. Next on the list.
The vanity is also ransacked.
A gold mirror, brush and several silver compacts are taken. Several wallets are found, then quickly emptied of cash.
Everything is placed in the same pillowcase.
Last is lord Reginald’s nightstand. Cases of watches, rings, and cuff links are found and emptied. A gold clip with folded notes is found, as well as four billfolds containing notes. All added to the growing pile of loot.
The thief looks around, itching to be done here and tackle the study.
The lightning flashes outside, coming a little more frequently, are adding a feeling of impending foreboding to the thief’s intoxicating “cat burglar’s dance” this evening.
“Anything else? what about the closets, worth it in this room?”
“Oh yes, I Bet there are Lovely things in there that were not in the others… Here
Let me show you”
Emilee opens a double door exposing gowns dresses and other fine designer apparel of all makes and material
Emilee starts on one end, her partner on yet other. Feeling for any broaches or pins. They are treated for their efforts by finding a solid gold broach set with dripping pearls and a pair of diamond clips from a very pretty satin evening gown.
“That’s it then?”
Emilee nods her head yes.
“The rest is in the study safe, mon ami”
Her partner grins…
“Not safe for long then…”
They leave and head to the study next door.
Emilee unlocks the study door, opening it. The pair blink in the brightness of the room as they survey the scene displayed in front of them.
The thief smiled, picturing Emilee and herself as a pair of vultures, eagerly waiting to pick through the carcasses that were the bodies of the sleeping rich men strewn about the room.
Emilee showed her partner where the safe was.
It was actually a small vault, a full meter tall and half that wide, hidden in the wall behind a sliding bookcase.
Crouching down, the thief began the task of opening it.
Emilee took the now weighty satin pillowcase and went to each of the passed-out cold gentlemen in turn.
She skillfully began searching their figures. Almost like using a practice dummy, slipping her hands inside theri breast pockets, extracting handsome leather billfolds.
So it was a rather enjoyable, as well as profitable, undertaking going through pockets and searching in their clothes. Taking anything else of value, along with wallets… watches, rings, precious metal cigar /cigarette cases, tie pins , and cuff links were also nicked from the knockout-drugged male victims.
Emilee quickly located with methodical precision all of the unconscious males valuables, reliving the items from their persons, and plopping them inside the pillowcase.
To the man who had ordered “tea”, Emilee went to last, taking extra time over.
She slid him from the chair he was on and dragged him over to the open part of the bookcase. She place one hand on the lever that opened the bookcase to access the safe. Then she unzipped his trousers and stuck his other hand (after removing a gold signet ring) deep down inside his boxers. He did not stir during the entire ordeal.
None of them did, the knock-out drops that had been added to the gift bottle of brandy would keep them all out for hours.
The thief in the meantime had opened the safe and was stacking the contents on the floor beside her. Piles of banded notes, bonds, and 2 score of jewellery cases. Including 3 that held gem-encrusted tiaras, had all been found inside.
Emilee came to her partner's side and began opening the cases and spilling the contents inside the pillowcase. The notes, bonds. And a few other selected items were added on top.
As she was working on this, the thief moved off Lord Reginald’s desk and pilfered the drawers.
From behind her Emilee instructed.
“Bottom drawer, right. “
That drawer was opened, exposing a black military pistol.
The thief unloaded the cartridges, keeping one loaded in the chambre. She then stuck it in her belt.
The thief looked at Emilee...
“Done?”
She nodded
“Done, for the now we have coup de grâce… we go downstairs to the kitchen, then to the parlour…”
The thief nodded.
Emilee licks her lips. Tossing the masters keys to her partner
Catching them, the thief turns out the lights and locks the study door behind them as they leave
They head to the servants' stairs. As the pair reached them, Emilee puts a hand on her partner's shoulders.
“Juste une seconde..”
Emilee scurried done the corridore. Reaching Cecelia’s room she gives a polite knock.
“Maid, Mademoiselle Ceceylia?, ne vouliez-vous pas plus de sherri ?… more sherri Mademoiselle?”
Emilee turns to face her partner waiting patiently by the stairs. With a smirk, she shrugs her shoulders and scurries back. Passed the thief with a grin, then headed downstairs.
Grinning also, she follows Emilee down the back stairs to the kitchen.
Emilee takes the empty cart and heads down the hallway to the parlour
The thief lays the full pillowcase by the pantry door. With the other, still empty pillowcase, hanging on her arm, she leaves the kitchen and, from a distance, follows the maid down the hall.
The thief waits out in the corridor.
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Back in calm maid mode, Emilee wheels in the cart and starts to collect dishes
Lady Madeline is talking about how hard it’s been this weekend being down to just a cook and their worthless slag of a maid, due to the bloody holidays. The fact that Emilee was trained to be an upstairs maid and not a sever is completely not a considerate issue here.
The hostess looks up at Emilee, knowing full well the maid heard every word. She gives her maid a lecture before issuing a command:
“Emilee, I’ve rung you 3 times now. Clear the glasses Then tell the men we would like them to join us at the conservatory .”
“Yes Mum, and Sorry, I was checking on jeune femme Cecelia upstairs. ”
Lady Madeline is clearly still not happy…
“No matter. I think you should pack your things tonight. I probably will want you out of here in the morning. “
Emilee nods dejectedly, then begins collecting the empty wine bottles and glasses.
Lady Madeline’s mother Marlene then arose and says she needs to go to her room and get her wrap since she finds the conservatory chilly.
Marlene adds, looking at Emilee, as she walks out the door
“Your maid shouldn’t be bothering Miss Cecelia, I will check on her myself.”
Marlene no sooner walked out, than she came back in.
Walking backward, hands raised as the thief had the gun trained on the broach hanging from her shiny gown’s midriff.
Over Marlene’s head, The thief snarled a command to the rest of the occupants in the room.
“All right ladies, all of you line up against that wall…NOW!”
The startled ladies obey, their long gowns fluttering along their figures as they miserably line up along the far wall by the windows.
Here now, I’ll have that. Using her free hand the thief unfastened the heavy diamond broach wedged between Marlene’s bulging breasts.
She tried to protest, but in shock, words failed her, and she only managed a high-pitched squeaking noise.
Marlene is then boldly told to turn around.
Given no choice, with the pistol now poking her in the back, Marlene is pushed to go to the end of the line.
Outside lightning cracked, illuminated the gardens outside, casting an eerie light inside the Parlour.
The thief takes a step back into the center of the room, facing the elegantly dressed ladies wearing valuably shimmering jewels, lined up against the wall, all with their gloved hands stretched up.
“Now listen to me you miserable lot. I don’t want you on my tail as soon as I leave. So let’s begin by having all of you strip off those lovely frocks and only your frocks. You too maid, lose that pretty outfit.”
As a group, the ladies begin protesting, including Emilee. The thief points the pistol at the mirror over Marlene’s head and fires the pistol
The loud report, and cracking glass, made everyone jump.
“That was not a request, Strip out of the bloody things …now.”
Then, as if on a movie director’s cue, another bolt of lightning streaks outside, followed by a flash and loud retort, literally making every one of the victims jump again.
The ladies, getting the ugly message, begin undoing their luxurious gowns, letting them drop to their feet.
Emilee has to help a few of them unzip and undress.
Soon their elegant silk nickers, other rich shiny undergarments, as well as a bit of naked flesh, are all exposed.
The thief motions the pistol at the gawking maid stripped down to her bra and nickers.
“You, collect those gowns and pile them underneath the window. Move it.”
Emilee quickly moved to the beginning of the line, and reaching down begins to pick up the discarded finery. Taking the pile to the end of the room, she threw them all down on the floor in front of the window in a slickly shiny heap.
Emilee, then turned around to face the room.
Seeing the thief motioning to her with a finger, she hesitantly approached.
The thief tossed the empty satin pillowcase to Emilee, pointing her pistol at Susan, only wearing a two-piece thin blue see-through slip and top, and is first in line.
“Here maid, take this, stand in front of the bluebird.”
Emilee catches the case and goes to Lady Susan Macready, holding open the pillowcase.
The thief addressed all of her richly jewelled-up victims. Pointing the pistol with menacing intent at each of the semi-naked, satin glove-wearing ladies lined up against the wall in turn.
“ In case it has not seeped in, this, ladies is a robbery. I’ll be having your jewels handed over. This will be over quickly as long as you lot don’t quibble. Your maid is holding the bag in front of you, I want you each to remove all, and I mean all, of your valuables. I’ve been watching from outside. So I know what jewels each of you fine ladies is wearing. Keep your hands up where I can see them until the maid reaches you.”
The thief waves the pistol along the line of desolate, rich ladies, ending up back Susan.
“Go one bluebird, time to pluck off those glittery feathers. Stop that whining. Let’s get going!”
Hands shaking, Lady Susan Macready begins removing her splendidly shimmering sapphire and diamond set jewels. Ears, throat, and wrists are all soon bare. As her last of four rings are pulled off, she steps back as the thief looks her dead in the eyes, the ugly black pistol pointed at her.
The thief speaks, looking at Susan
“Nicely done lady, now get those hands back up.”
Next in line is ravishing red-haired, impossibly large, emerald green-eyed, Diane, who is now only elegantly clad in an ankle-length crimson red half slip…and nothing above!
Standing there, half-naked, she sighs deeply, her face crestfallen.
The thief looks at her as if just noticing her condition of being half-dressed for the first time…
“You now, my perky red-breasted chick, I’ll be having those pearls.”
Diane lowered her hands and began slipping off her ropes of pearls and sadly dropping them inside the pillowcase.
As she was removing her necklace and working off her long earrings, then bending down to let them plop inside the open satin pillowcase, her naked breasts put on a show worthy of any French burlesque tease.
“And what is it about real pearls against naked skin that makes them look so sensuous ?”
Undoing her pricey bracelet last, she miserably watched it disappear inside.”
The thief calls out, startling everyone.
“I thought I said everything. The ring hunny bunny, now.”
Sadly Diane struggled, then finally managed to pull free her vulgarly large diamond ring, letting it drop inside the bag.
Emilee managed not to let her glee show, keeping her mouth tight, her eyes emotionally empty.
As Diane reassumed her position, raising her hands back up, points high and perked. The thief then turned the pistol to Lady Madeline.
Madeleine, wearing a full mint green taffeta slip, started to protest but was abruptly cut off by the thief.
“Zip it, don’t start lady, or I’ll remove those delicious emeralds your so richly wearing me self…”
lady Madeleine, use to being the one giving orders, not being ordered about, feels insulted.
Thinking any minute the men should be coming to their rescue. She says with a snarly voice only the very rich seem to be able to pull off
“My husband will be down any minute, let’s see how Insouciant you will be then…”
Annoyingly, the thief does not answer, only gives her a haughty look, and motions to the hanging satin pillowcase her maid is holding.
So with a sigh, she drops her hands, then begins to unhappily remove her emerald bracelet and rings from her green satin opera-length gloves, huffily tossing them into the pillowcase Emilee is holding.
She then pulls out her earrings, and finally, reaching up behind her neck, unfastened her long dripping-down necklace, plopping them all inside the makeshift bag in turn.
The thief points the pistol at her head.
“The diamond hairpiece, please. “
lady Madeleine tried to reason
“But it’s not real, surely you can see that..”
“Then I’ll take a chance on being a fool by taking it. Be a good rich girl and it over…”
Reluctantly the expensively flashy real diamond hairpiece is pulled out and added to the unseen collection inside the pillowcase.
Lady Madeline pulls her fallen hair back with an evil glare.
Rose is next to last in line.
Her petite necklace of diamonds flashes with a beckoning brilliance as her figure is tightly outlined by her stylish blue thin silk lingerie, her thinly covered breasts heaved up and down with the anguish she is feeling.
Emilee moved in from of her, and the thief also moved in behind, keeping the pistol trained on Lady Madeline.
The thief then moved the pistol to point at Rose. She begins addressing Rose, though her eyes never leave the stern-faced Madeline’s eyes. Much like a teacher keeps an eye on an insolent child as she resumes her lecture after being rudely interrupted.
“Okay my lady, remove those delicious diamonds and make it quick now.
Rose lowers her hands and begins working off all her lovely precious jewels. Plopping them piece by glittering pieces into the open pillowcase.
As she does, The thief spied Lady Madeline taking a glance towards the door.
The thief points her pistol toward her.
“Lady, I told you, helps not coming.”
Then points the pistol back at Rose
“Let’s hurry off with those rings, trust me, you don’t want me helping you!”
With a sigh, Rose pulled off the last ring from her sleek blue satin dinner gloves, then steps back and puts her hands up.
The thief, with unabashed attention, looks over Rose, her figure perked, points nicely outlined by thin blue silk.
“Thanks, lady, it looks to me like you are feeling a bit chilled. No worries, it’s almost over.
The thief then finally points the pistol at Marlene, clad in a stretched-out purple bra and knee-length half slip.
“Now as for you my plump purple bird, ripe for the plucking, so let’s prune off some of your shiny trimmings shall we…”
Marlene desperately pleads.
“The other’s jewels are real, mine are not. You already have my broach, The rest is worthless. Can’t you see? Don’t you have enough already? You’ll let me keep them then?”
The thief grins:
“Like I told the green bird, I’ll be the fool then, now be a luv and remove them.”
Marlene snaps;
“You’ll never get away with this.”
The thief walks up to her, leaning over Emilee’s shoulder she picked up Marlene’s long shimmery necklace.
The yanks it off her throat, dropping it In the pillowcase as the thief hisses with a snarky tone of voice:
“I do believe mum, I already am….”
Whimpering, Marlene stands stone-still. Shocked to the core
The thief snaps out an order.
“You, Maid, help the lady off with the rest. That’s the girl…”
Then, struggling not to show her glee over doing this, Emilee reached up with one hand and pulled free each of Marlene’s diamond earrings, plopping them one by one inside the pillowcase. She then went for Marlene’s glittering bracelet, slipped it off, and dropped it into the pillowcase. Then taking Marlene’s white satin gloves hands, works off the lady’s rings. Some of which were actually her own, and not “borrowed”.
Emilee looks back to the thief as she finishes. Thinking to herself how she would have loved to have done a bit of poking and prodding along priggish Marlene’s figure while removing her jewellery.
The masked thief, still training the pistol on the whining Marlene, beckons to Emilee with a free hand
“Good girl, now Maid, hand over the bag.”
Emilee did a neat little act of not wanting to give it to the thief. She looks at Lady Madeline as if for instructions.
The thief clicks her tongue.
“Don’t worry about your mistress, Let’s be a good girl now, hand it to me.”
Emilee hands it over, her back is to the ladies, and she winks as she does.
The thief keeps a stone face. Grabbing the dangling bag, she looks over the maid's head.
“Ok, Maid. Open that window.”
The thief, looking back down, spots the thin gold chain and cross the maid was wearing under her frock.
Come, come, now Maid…No holding out. I’ll have that gold crucifix of yours.
Unhappily Emilee removed it and reverently hands it over. The thief placed it on top of the loot inside the satin pillowcase.
Pouting, Emily turns and goes to open the window.
The thief then addresses them all, pointing the(now empty) pistol at the ceiling.
“Now maid, throw them clothes all out the window. And no shenanigans for the rest of you. I may or may not be a good shot. “
They all start to protest, but the thief waved the pistol at them, and they immediately shut up.
The Maid is forced to throw all the gowns and her outfit out the parlour window. The windows of the parlour are higher than the dining room windows, 3 full metres from the ground.
Everyone is watching Emilee. As the last shiny gown is dropped from the window sill, they all turn back to face the thief, only to discover she was already at the door, leaving the room with the pillowcase containing all of their nicked jewellery.
As the silent group watched. The thief turned off the lights, casting the room in darkness as she closed the door.
She then Locked the parlour door, turned, and made her way down the hallway to the kitchen.
In passing, she tossed the pistol and the keys on the cutting tables, then heads into the pantry.
She takes the empty Remisier brandy bottle, and adds it to the pillowcase she is holding.
Then picking up the first satin pillowcase, heavy with the upstairs haul, she heads outside into the yard. With the dark umbrella of rain-swollen clouds threatening overhead.
Outside by the door, the thief retrieved her rucksack.
Stuffing the pair of now full pillows inside she sprints around to the parlour window. Looking up she sees the shadows of her semi-naked victims moving about in the now-lit room above.
The thief quickly packs up the gowns, including the maid's costume, piling them inside her rut sack on top of the satin pillowcases. It fills up nicely.
Keeping an eye on the window as she does, but as earlier, no faces appear.
Flipping the happily full rut sack onto her shoulders she sprints from the shadows of the hedges and races across the yard as a bolt of lightning rips across the black swirling cloud-filled sky.
Rain starts pouring down as she reaches the treeline
The thief keeps a quick pace as she makes her way through the woods along the riding path she now knows by heart, having snuck up it several times over the last few months. Good thing too, since the dark sky and pelting rain are making visibility harder. She dared not lite up her torch. Going with the occasional lightning strikes to lite her way.
She safely made the almost 5-kilometer hike back to her hidden rental car without incident.
The journey of her escape had given the thief plenty of time to mull over the robbery…
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Little chance Emilee would be a suspect, she was a mere maid after all.
The thief thinks over the plan that had been put into motion for this evening, it had gone like clockwork.
She had bought the expensive Remesier brandy through a dealer and poured it into a secure decanter to celebrate with it later, just her and Emilee.
She had drugged a much cheaper high-quality brandy and poured it inside the empty Remesier bottle, resealing it. She wasn't going to waste good brandy on that lot.
Then had packaged it, written the note, and sent it to Sir Reginald.
They had also learned of how the unhappy upstairs maid was being treated by Lady Madeline and had paid her, through an intermediary, to give notice a week before the ball.
Emily applied and was accepted immediately.
She estimated that the entire takings from the robbery would be well over 8 mills.
By the end of the week, she would be out of the country, the mansion haul placed in her Swiss bank safety deposit box. Giving the hot ice time to chill.
As for the gowns, what she and Emilee didn’t want for themselves, would find their way to an OXFAM Shoppe Bin.
She was already planning on picking up a pretty leather skirt for Emilee to go with the lovely white satin blouse, imagining what a sexy outfit it would be as a distraction while on a future pickpocketing spree. That would be a delicious treat to help and watch her at “play” lifting fat wallets from leering males.
After Switzerland, the thief would then continue on vacation in Germany, Italy, and finally, France, where in a fortnight she and Emilee had already planned to meet up.
For it was in France that she had first met Emilee, actually more of an encounter…
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Our Thief, a few years before, had been in France to attend a wedding. The fact that she had not been invited was a trivial matter.
A few days before the weekend wedding, She had been walking down a street located in a busy shopping district. A well-dressed lady came out of a store carrying a large bag in her arm, talking to a female companion. On the wrist of the arm coddling the bag, was a fancy gold bracelet. As the lady’s head was turned to her companion, the thief had “bumped up against the lady, her fingers slipping easily up the long sleeve of her silk blouse, reaching the bracelet, and whisking it off her wrist in the process of apologizing to her in broken French.
As the thief had walked no more than a block away, a young long haired girl in a bohemian-style silk dress bumped into her. Realizing the trademark, the thief felt her pocket and realized the gold bracelet had been lifted. The stalker had been stalked herself.
The young stinker made her living robbing pickpockets.
The thief quickly caught up to the young girl, and keeping in step, began a guarded conversation, dropping enough hints to let this young version of herself know that there was a kindred spirit.
It worked and lunching over déjeuner woyj, wine, and Salade Niçoise, discussed their similarities. At first, the conversation was very guarded between the two, but by the end, it was one that fast friends would have.
Emilee had begun working the streets at a very young age. Using her looks and long fingers she found pickpocketing to be a pleasing and profitable profession to pursue.
Then she took it a level up and began robbing pickpockets of the items they had lifted from unwary victims. She soon was able to pick out the more professional thieves, accurately figuring out that they would be lifting from a richer class of persons.
Then she leaned the skills to be an upstairs maid. Using this to not only make a living but for herself to also level up into a better class of victims to use her nimble fingers on, discreetly of course.
For when a wealthy married male wanted a romp with an attractive, witty servant. Emilee played the seductress perfectly. And after a night satisfying the crétine (Pratt), if his wallet disappears, along with some of his wife’s jewels, well who was going to risk exposure by pointing a finger at her?
So over the course of a few months, as their lier (bond) grew, the thief introduced Emilee into her world of rich society, fancy dances, selections of wealthy victims, lifting of precious jewelry and wallets, as well as collecting information to rob mansions and other fancy dwellings of the ultra-rich.
Soon the pair as a team was doing quite well. Their adventure’s proving quite profitable. Emily only needed to work as a maid when the situation required it. Otherwise, she was the outside watcher for the inside cat burglar thief.
So how had tonight’s manor heist materialized?
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While out on her own devices one evening, Emilee had taken a liking to a gold pendant worn by a boorish old lady she had spotted while “working” a reception.
She got close and as she watched the mesmerizing pendant, overheard what the lady was loudly droning on about, not caring who listened in, as long as they were impressed.
It appeared that she was claiming to be closely related to royalty, though her clothes and manner did not entirely back her story up.
But, smelling an opportunity, Emilee rolled the dice, changed tactics, and walking past the lady, easily lifted the wallet from the boorish lady’s designer purse.
She had contacted her cat burglar friend from wales to look into this, to see if this was a lead into something big.
It turned out it was the whole crux that lit the kindling which flamed up into the manor robbery scheme.
The boastingly boorish lady wearing the gold pendant's name?
Marlene Cabot-Hinny
And that would be the rest of the story.
Fini
Pencils at the ready. Blueblockers for screen time. The crucifix keeps me in the right mind and the mug contains action scenes from Tam-O-Shanter!
Scarborough is a seaside town in the district and county of North Yorkshire, England. It is located on the North Sea coastline. Historically in the North Riding of Yorkshire, the town lies between 10 and 230 feet (3–70 m) above sea level, from the harbour rising steeply north and west towards limestone cliffs. The older part of the town lies around the harbour and is protected by a rocky headland.
With a population of 61,749, Scarborough is the largest holiday resort on the Yorkshire Coast and largest seaside town in North Yorkshire. The town has fishing and service industries, including a growing digital and creative economy, as well as being a tourist destination. Residents of the town are known as Scarborians.
The town is claimed to have been founded around 966 AD as Skarðaborg by Thorgils Skarthi, a Viking raider. There is no archaeological evidence to support this claim, which was made during the 1960s as part of a pageant of Scarborough events. The claim is based on a fragment of an Icelandic Saga. In the 4th century, there was briefly a Roman signal station on Scarborough headland, and there is evidence of earlier settlements, during the Stone Age and Bronze Age. Any settlement between the fifth and ninth centuries would have been burned to the ground by a band of Vikings under Tostig Godwinson (a rival of Thorgils Skarthi), Lord of Falsgrave, or Harald III of Norway. These periodic episodes of destruction and massacre means that very little evidence of settlement during this period remained to be recorded in the Domesday survey of 1085. (The original inland village of Falsgrave was Anglo-Saxon rather than Viking.)
A Roman signal station was built on a cliff-top location overlooking the North Sea. It was one of a chain of signal stations, built to warn of sea-raiders. Coins found at the site show that it was occupied from c. AD 370 until the early fifth century.
In 2021 an excavation at a housing development in Eastfield, Scarborough, revealed a Roman luxury villa, religious sanctuary, or combination of both. The building layout is unique in Britain and extends over an area of about the size of two tennis courts. It included a bathhouse and a cylindrical tower with rooms radiating from it. The buildings were “designed by the highest-quality architects in northern Europe in the era and constructed by the finest craftsmen.” Historic England described the finds as “one of the most important Roman discoveries in the past decade.” There are plans to revise the housing development layout, recover the remains and incorporate them in a public green area. Historic England is to recommend the remains be protected as a scheduled monument.
Scarborough recovered under King Henry II, who built an Angevin stone castle on the headland and granted the town charters in 1155 and 1163, permitting a market on the sands and establishing rule by burgesses.
Edward II granted Scarborough Castle to his favourite, Piers Gaveston. The castle was subsequently besieged by forces led by the barons Percy, Warenne, Clifford and Pembroke. Gaveston was captured and taken to Oxford and thence to Warwick Castle for execution.
In 1318, the town was burnt by the Scots, under Sir James Douglas following the Capture of Berwick upon Tweed.
In the Middle Ages, Scarborough Fair, permitted in a royal charter of 1253, held a six-week trading festival attracting merchants from all over Europe. It ran from Assumption Day, 15 August, until Michaelmas Day, 29 September. The fair continued to be held for 500 years, from the 13th to the 18th century, and is commemorated in the song Scarborough Fair:
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
—parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme...
Scarborough and its castle changed hands seven times between Royalists and Parliamentarians during the English Civil War of the 1640s, enduring two lengthy and violent sieges. Following the civil war, much of the town lay in ruins.
In 1626, Mrs Thomasin Farrer discovered a stream of acidic water running from one of the cliffs to the south of the town. This gave birth to Scarborough Spa, and Dr Robert Wittie's book about the spa waters published in 1660 attracted a flood of visitors to the town. Scarborough Spa became Britain's first seaside resort, though the first rolling bathing machines were not reported on the sands until 1735. It was a popular getaway destination for the wealthy of London, such as the bookseller Andrew Millar and his family. Their son Andrew junior died there in 1750.
The coming of the Scarborough–York railway in 1845 increased the tide of visitors. Scarborough railway station claims a record for the world's longest platform seat. From the 1880s until the First World War, Scarborough was one of the regular destinations for The Bass Excursions, when fifteen trains would take between 8,000 and 9,000 employees of Bass's Burton brewery on an annual trip to the seaside.
During the First World War, the town was bombarded by German warships of the High Seas Fleet, an act which shocked the British (see Raid on Scarborough, Hartlepool and Whitby). Scarborough Pier Lighthouse, built in 1806, was damaged in the attack. A U-boat assault on the town, on 25 September 1916 saw three people killed and a further five injured. Eleven of Scarborough's trawler fleet were sunk at sea in another U-boat attack, on 4 September 1917.
In 1929, the steam drifter Ascendent caught a 560 lb (250 kg) tunny (Atlantic bluefin tuna) and a Scarborough showman awarded the crew 50 shillings so he could exhibit it as a tourist attraction. Big-game tunny fishing off Scarborough effectively started in 1930 when Lorenzo "Lawrie" Mitchell–Henry, landed a tunny caught on rod and line weighing 560 lb (250 kg). A gentlemen's club, the British Tunny Club, was founded in 1933 and set up its headquarters in the town at the place which is now a restaurant with the same name. Scarborough became a resort for high society. A women's world tuna challenge cup was held for many years.
Colonel (and, later, Sir) Edward Peel landed a world-record tunny of 798 lb (362 kg), capturing the record by 40 lb (18.1 kg) from one caught off Nova Scotia by American champion Zane Grey. The British record which still stands is for a fish weighing 851 lb (386 kg) caught off Scarborough in 1933 by Laurie Mitchell-Henry.
On 5 June 1993, Scarborough made international headlines when a landslip caused part of the Holbeck Hall Hotel, along with its gardens, to fall into the sea. Although the slip was shored up with rocks and the land has long since grassed over, evidence of the cliff's collapse remains clearly visible from The Esplanade, near Shuttleworth Gardens.
Scarborough has been affiliated with a number of Royal Navy vessels, including HMS Apollo, HMS Fearless and HMS Duncan.
The town has an Anglican church, St Martin-on-the-Hill, built in 1862–63 as the parish church of South Cliff. It contains works by Dante Gabriel Rossetti, William Morris, Edward Burne-Jones and Ford Madox Brown. A young Malton architect, John Gibson, designed the Crown Spa Hotel, Scarborough's first purpose-built hotel. Notable Georgian structures include the Rotunda Museum, Cliff Bridge and Scarborough Pier Lighthouse. Victorian buildings include the Classical Public Library and Market Hall, the Town Hall, Scarborough Spa, the Art Gallery, the South Cliff Methodist Church, and Scarborough railway station. The architecture of Scarborough generally consists of small, low, orange pantile-roofed buildings in the historic old town, and larger Classical and late Victorian buildings reflecting the time during the 19th century as it expanded away from its historic centre into a coastal spa resort.
A notable landmark in the town is the Grand Hotel on St Nicholas Cliff. Designed by Cuthbert Brodrick of Hull, it was completed in 1867; at the time of its opening, it was the largest hotel and the largest brick structure in Europe. It uses local yellow brickwork with red detailing and is based around a theme of time: four towers represent the seasons, 12 floors the months, 52 chimneys the weeks and the original 365 bedrooms represented the days of the year. A blue plaque outside the hotel marks where the novelist Anne Brontë died in 1849. She was buried in the graveyard of St Mary's Church by the castle.
An amount of 20th century architecture exists within the main shopping district and in the form of surrounding suburbs. Buildings from this century include the Futurist Theatre (1914), Stephen Joseph Theatre, Brunswick Shopping Centre (1990), and GCHQ Scarborough, a satellite station on the outskirts of the town.
Seitdem ein regionales Sägewerk den Güterbahnhof in Wiesau erworben hat, herrscht dort reges Treiben. So kommt dort mindestens einmal werktags auch der Containerzug aus Hamburg an, wird entladen und beladen und fährt am gleichen Tag wieder in die Hansestadt. 223 143 hat den Zug in Hof übernommen und befindet sich nun auf den letzten Metern zum Zielbahnhof Wiesau.
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Tempel-Medinet Habu
The temple, some 150 m long, is of orthodox design, and resembles closely the nearby mortuary temple of Ramesses II (the Ramesseum). The temple precinct measures approximately 700 ft (210 m). by 1,000 ft (300 m) and contains more than 75,350 sq ft (7,000 m2) of decorated wall reliefs.[1] Its walls are relatively well preserved and it is surrounded by a massive mudbrick enclosure, which may have been fortified. The original entrance is through a fortified gate-house, known as a migdol (a common architectural feature of Asiatic fortresses of the time).
Just inside the enclosure, to the south, are chapels of Amenirdis I, Shepenupet II and Nitiqret, all of whom had the title of Divine Adoratrice of Amun.
The first pylon leads into an open courtyard, lined with colossal statues of Ramesses III as Osiris on one side, and uncarved columns on the other. The second pylon leads into a peristyle hall, again featuring columns in the shape of Ramesses. This leads up a ramp that leads (through a columned portico) to the third pylon and then into the large hypostyle hall (which has lost its roof). Reliefs and actual heads of foreign captives were also found placed within the temple perhaps in an attempt to symbolise the king's control over Syria and Nubia.
In Coptic times, there was a church inside the temple structure, which has since been removed. Some of the carvings in the main wall of the temple have been altered by coptic carvings.
This museum contains the works and personal effects of 3 of the most important Scottish writers - Robert Louis Stevenson, Robert Burns, and Sir Walter Scott. It's located in a square that is easily missed - Lady Stair's Close just off the Royal Mile at Lawnmarket.
The house was built in 1622 as a private home. Admission to the museum is free.
Boxes left the house and were put in the container. This container will now head back to Southampton and begin it's journey to meet us in the US. Safe travels to our big red box!
Isalo is one of Madagascar's most beautiful parks. It contains sculpted buttes, vertical rock walls and, best of all, deep canyon floors shot through with streams, lush vegetation and pools for swimming. All of this changes with the light, culminating in extraordinary sunsets beneath a big sky. Add all this to easy access off the RN7 and you understand why this is Madagascar’s most visited park.
At more than 800 sq km, it’s also a large park, so if you want to go off on your own there is plenty of room for exploration, with everything from two-hour to week-long hikes. There's also an excellent chance of spotting ring-tailed lemurs and Verreaux's sifaka around the Nemaza campsite.
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Isalo es uno de los parques más bellos de Madagascar. Contiene colinas esculpidas, paredes de roca verticales y, lo mejor de todo, profundos fondos de cañones atravesados por arroyos, exuberante vegetación y piscinas para nadar. Todo esto cambia con la luz, culminando en extraordinarios atardeceres bajo un gran cielo. Agregue todo esto al fácil acceso desde la RN7 y comprenderá por qué este es el parque más visitado de Madagascar.
Con más de 800 kilómetros cuadrados, también es un parque grande, por lo que si quieres ir por tu cuenta, hay mucho espacio para explorar, con todo tipo de caminatas, desde dos horas hasta una semana de duración. También existe una gran posibilidad de observar lémures de cola anillada y sifaka de Verreaux en los alrededores del camping de Nemaza.
L'Isalo est l'un des plus beaux parcs de Madagascar. Il contient des buttes sculptées, des parois rocheuses verticales et, mieux encore, de profonds fonds de canyons traversés de ruisseaux, d'une végétation luxuriante et de bassins pour la baignade. Tout cela change au gré de la lumière, pour aboutir à des couchers de soleil extraordinaires sous un ciel immense. Ajoutez à tout cela un accès facile depuis la RN7 et vous comprenez pourquoi c'est le parc le plus visité de Madagascar.
Avec plus de 800 km², c'est aussi un grand parc, donc si vous souhaitez partir seul, il y a beaucoup de place pour l'exploration, avec des randonnées allant de deux heures à une semaine. Il y a également de fortes chances d'apercevoir des lémuriens catta et des propithèques de Verreaux autour du camping Nemaza.
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Captrain 185 649-1 mit einem Containerzug auf der KBS 100 zwischen Hamburg und Büchen in Schwarzenbek
Captrain 185 649-1 with a container train on the KBS 100 between Hamburg and Büchen in Schwarzenbek
Contains 4 items:
• Minigun - in one of 20 colors
• Ray Gun - in one of 25 colors (including red, blue, light and dark chromes, and 24K gold (1:100)!)
• Tactical Sword - in one of 25 colors ((including red, blue, light and dark chromes, and 24K gold (1:100)! )
• Bloody Spattered Camo - on one of 8 different weapons - perhaps even 24k Gold! (1:100)
PLUS 1:100 packs will contain a prototype BrickArms weapon!
Available at most of my authorized resellers on 10/1.
MSRP: $10
Resellers get these in sealed cases (bags) of 25 sealed packs.
Within each case, exactly one of the packs will contain either a gold item (gold Ray Gun, gold Tactical Sword, or gold Bloody Camo) OR a prototype.
I must contain my anger, or I won't control my power.
But gods! How long I've waited just to see this very hour!
It's just as well I'm not the one who calls the storm of fire,
Or I would turn this battle plain into your funeral pyre!
The priests all say I must not hate, but I will not pretend.
I saw the wreck you made of her, my Herald and my friend.
The scars you left in flesh and soul will be so slow to fade.
Oh, would I had your coward heart beneath my naked blade!
My crown is on my brow, my naked blade within my hand.
My army like an eager hound lies waiting my command.
With how you tortured, killed and lied revealed to them this day,
By all the stars that ever shone,
By all the gods, known and unknown,
For Herald Kris and my Queen's Own...
I swear that you will pay!
The jumping spider family (Salticidae) contains more than 500 described genera and about 5,000 described species,making it the largest family of spiders with about 13% of all species.Jumping spiders have some of the best vision among arthropods and use it in courtship, hunting, and navigation. Although they normally move unobtrusively and fairly slowly, most species are capable of very agile jumps, notably when hunting, but sometimes in response to sudden threats or crossing long gaps. Both their book lungs and the tracheal system are well-developed, and they use both systems (bimodal breathing). Jumping spiders are generally recognized by their eye pattern. All jumping spiders have four pairs of eyes with one pair being their particularly large anterior median eyes.
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