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When I got up this morning, I found a dead rabbit in the road. Here, I am burying it in my BACKYard.
I'm having a very busy day. More pictures later...
Perhaps another reaction to the news of Idaho's senior senator, who is not resigning and who has never met an interest group he didn't like unless it benefited wildlife, the environment, minorities or poor people...Photo by Frank
Fontana Beach during our trip to Lake Geneva.
Camera: #Canon #PowerShotG7X
#kids #family #vacation #FontanaBeach #LakeGeneva
The Dinorwic quarry is a large former slate quarry, now home to the Welsh National Slate Museum, located between the villages of Llanberis and Dinorwig in North Wales. It was the second largest slate quarry in Wales, indeed in the world, after the neighbouring Penrhyn quarry near Bethesda.
It covered more than 700 acres (283 ha) consisting of two main quarry sections with 20 galleries in each and a number of ancillary workings. Extensive internal tramway systems connected the quarries using inclines to transport slate between galleries.
I saw this kid digging in the sand when we went to Vancouver to watch some random fireworks. He seemed to be making some irrigation canals. It's good to see the young taking an interest in agriculture.
Rochdale is currently undergoing central works. It has claimed to be home to the widest bridge in Europe after the industrial Roch was covered in the town centre in 1908.
Now work is afoot to allow the now clean river to be seen in the Town Centre (at The Butts).
This summer evening shot shows the Town Hall to advantage. The pretty colours in the foreground are, of course, not flowers but reinforcement bar markers. I knew you'd like it!
Once upon a time, these were standard operations in the field.
I'm an outsider so I was just watching, but the staff is different.
You don't get dirty, they don't get dirty, but they lose a lot of time.
Can we call it equality?
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Digging to America by Anne Tyler
This book begins as the story of two infant girls adopted from Korea and evolves into a story of one of their grandmothers, which is really a story about learning who you are and where you belong.
Jin Ho and Susan are the children, adopted into two families in the USA. The families become close through the shared adoption/arrival experience, celebrating "Arrival Day" as well as various other conventional and non conventional holidays. Not only do the immediate families attend, but siblings and their families, grandparents and other relations. Susan's adoptive family is of Irani origin and Jin Ho's family is long time American, which leads to interesting gatherings and interactions. Through a series of events, Susan's grandmother and Jin Ho's grandfather become involved, which causes much questioning of identity: self, woman vs. man, expectations and assumptions, land of birth, land of adoption.
I found much to identify with in this book: the adoption of an Asian child, growing up in America, emigrating to a new country and the difficulty of fitting in and the questioning as to why, and the ultimate surrender to being a part rather than apart. I loved it.
The title comes from something one of the little girls says when they are digging and the old cliche about "digging to China" is said. She wonders if right then there are little girls in China "digging to America."
... is great fun. If you have found the first, you can't stop picking them up from the beach. And another and another and another and so on ... :-)
Am Strand nach Olivinen zu suchen, ist ein großer Spaß. Einmal angefangen, kann man nicht mehr aufhören. Und noch einen, und noch einen, und noch einen, und so weiter ... :-)
Pvt. Kristopher Orr, tank driver, Company C, 1st Battalion, 8th Infantry Regiment, 3rd Armored Brigade Combat Team, 4th Infantry Division, uses a pick mattock to dig a trench, Aug. 19. Orr helped build one of three log crib walls, or retaining walls, to help prevent sediment and debris from traveling down the stream during heavy rain and potentially clogging water channels in Manitou Springs. (Photo by Staff Sgt. Henry W. Marris III)