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The eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month marks the signing of the Armistice, on 11th November 1918, to signal the end of World War One.
At 11 am on 11 November 1918 the guns of the Western Front fell silent after more than four years continuous warfare.
Many countries were involved in these wars and have been mentioned in history over the years. But I feel not much has been said about the men who fought for Great Britain who were not British.
Nearly 1 million Indian troops fought for the British Empire in Europe and Mesopotamia during the conflict.
But some veterans believe the role played by volunteers from India and the rest of the Empire in both world wars is relatively unknown.
In World War I alone, more than 50,000 Indians died fighting for Britain.
India later became India/Pakistan/Bangladesh. So men from all these coutries served in the wars.
Please note that this image has no connection to the wars of today. I have different feelings about them!
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Storm Cloud Night Before Storm Katie On Easter Sunday.
Photo taken from Brooklands view in Seacroft, Leeds 14.
Date of impact 28 March
Maximum wind gust 106 mph (171 km/h)
The Needles Old Battery, Isle of Wight
Power outages 100,000
Katie, the eleventh storm of the season, was named by the Met Office on 25 March. During the first half of 28 March strong winds were experienced widely across southern England with coastal gusts of 70-80 mph and inland gusts of 50-70 mph in many places. The peak gust of 106 mph was recorded at the exposed site of The Needles Old Battery. Impacts were widespread across southern England including trees felled, wall, fence and roof damage, scaffolding collapses, bridge closures, flights, ferries and train cancellations and power outages
Hazards
Lightning; these clouds produce lightning.
Wind; these clouds may produce strong winds especially during a downburst
Hail; these clouds can sometimes produce hail
More severe storms; The Cumulonimbus Calvus can further grow larger if the updraft is strong. it can form into a cumulonimbus incus, and bring more severe storms.
Cumulonimbus calvus is a moderately tall cumulonimbus cloud which is capable of precipitation, but has not yet reached the tropopause, which is the height of stratospheric stability where it forms into a Cumulonimbus Capillatus (fibrous-top) or cumulonimbus incus (anvil-top). Cumulonimbus calvus clouds develop from cumulus congestus, and its further development under auspicious conditions will result in cumulonimbus incus.
This cloud consists mainly of water droplets. By definition of cumulonimbus cloud, at its top water droplets are transformed into ice crystals, but for cumulonimbus calvus content of ice crystals is small and freezing is in early stage, so cloud top still looks round and puffy.
Cumulonimbus calvus is characterized by distinctive (between other types of cumulonimbus cloud) rounded shape and relatively sharp edges of its top area, unlike cumulonimbus incus or cumulonimbus capillatus, which have cirriform tops. Developing cumulonimbus calvus loses sharp outlines of the top as more water droplets transform into ice crystals. Strong updrafts may form pileus or thin vertical stripes protruding upwards out of the cloud. When upper part of the cloud freezes to greater extent and clearly visible cirriforms appears, cumulonimbus calvus turns into another species of cumulonimbus.
Cumulonimbus calvus arcus is a sub-type of cumulonimbus calvus, which has arcus cloud ahead of cloud's front.
Species
cumulonimbus calvus: cloud with puffy top, similar to cumulus congestus which it develops from; under the correct conditions in can become a cumulonimbus capillatus.
cumulonimbus capillatus : cloud with cirrus-like, fibrous-edged top.
In the eleventh century Zutphen was a royal residence for a number of years; a pfalz was built, together with a large chapter church, the predecessor of the present St. Walburgis. The counts of Zutphen acquired a lot of power, until the line of counts became extinct in the twelfth century. After the death of her father and her brother, Ermgard, the heiress of Zutphen married the count of Guelders; her son Henry I, Count of Guelders was the first to wear both titles.
The settlement received town rights between 1191 and 1196, making it one of the oldest towns in the country. This allowed it to self govern and have a judicial court. Only Utrecht, and Deventer preceded it in receiving town rights. Zutphen, in turn, became the mother town of several other towns in Guelders, such as Arnhem, Doetinchem, Doesburg, Lochem, Harderwijk, Venlo and Emmerich. It also became part of the Hanseatic League, a group of towns with great wealth; this league was the economic centre in that part of Europe.
Clusone, Bergamo Italy-Town Hall, Clock Tower.
Dates back to a period between the eleventh and twelfth centuries and was, more than a palace of lords, the last defensive bulwark of the Clusone village.
Clock tower, with the clock made by Pietro Fanzago that indicates the movements of the stars, the earth, the sun and the moon, which are still reported today with great precision.
Herakles’ Eleventh Labor, the hero is seizing the fully human sea-god Nereus.
Nereus is represented as an older man of gentle disposition, he is very different from the monster we are used to see according the 6th century iconography transmitted by the vase painters using the black figure technique. He has undergone not merely a change of shape but also of personality, for the cunning suggested in the earlier representations is now lacking. He is of regal appearance, with staff or scepter, wearing a long chiton and himation. He offers more than a token resistance. Herakles is well equipped; he wears the lionskin and his club is in his right hand. The Hero advances upon Nereus arresting him with the left hand.
Side B, Peleus and Tethis
CARC – CAVI @ www.beazley.ox.ac.uk
Red figured bobbin
Attributed to The Pistoxenos Painter
Ca. 460 BC
Athens, National Museum - NM 2192
Eleventh in the series ‘Wild Bonsai’, this tree is fifty-four inches (137cm) in height and perhaps 400 years old.
Wild Bonsai is a numbered collection of photos of naturally occurring bristlecones (p. longaeva) generally less than five feet in height (158cm) and - as nearly as I can estimate - between fifty and five-hundred years old - some much older. Most will have sprouted and survived in tiny cracks and crevases or miniature basins of sand and gravel. Shaped by the elements, flourishing tenaciously in the most minimalist of conditions, their lives are measured not in the millennia of more robust bristlecones, but in centuries...often mere decades.
Duality, the cover photo for this album, is to me a matriarch of sorts and will remain unnumbered as a small token of a deeply intuitive and unapologetic respect that remains as transcendent and mysterious to me as it may seem odd to others. The essay that accompanies 'Duality' could, in many ways, apply as well to any other tree I may post in this series.
A perspective: Housed in the Tokyo Imperial Palace, the fifth oldest living cultivated bonsai in the world is something over 500 years old and is a designated National Treasure of Japan.
Eleventh picture of my series Reflections, all taken in the Albufera of Valencia.
(This time looking for the abstract lines and reflections of the canes and clouds over the water)
Albufera means, according to its Arab origin, small sea.
In some poems it was called the Mirror of the Sun.
On the technical side, say that I only used a neutral gradient three steps filter.
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A line-up of Ol49 Class 2-6-2s on Wolsztyn shed, Nos.23, 69. 85 and 111 at 11.00pm on 24th April 2006. What the future holds for regular steam working from this summer on remains unclear..........
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For me, the eleventh, of the eleventh, in Australia, is a day to remember.
The eleventh of the eleventh, is a day of observance for many in the commonwealth of nations, and l am one of them.
It is what l was taught to do, since l was a child.
A lot can be said about war, but it cannot be said, that there was not sacrifice, on a scale difficult to comprehend.
So today, l took an unorthodox approach, to my remembrance, l went to the park.
As far as my memory serves me, the lake was remodeled by returned world war one veterans.
Despite having under gone heavy alteration since then, l thought l would take some time out, and go for a walk with my camera, in a place, returned soldiers had help create.
A gentle way, to remind me, of an immeasurable cost, and what that cost helps create.
It is a place that has meaning for me.
I went to Lake Victoria in Shepparton, it was called the Lake when l was child.
Like everything in Australia, when l was growing up, it had a nick name.
When l was growing up, we used to go swimming there, we would watch woman sun baith, and watch speed boats pull, water skiers.
l have been watering skiing on this lake.
My mother went water skiing on the Lake, when she was pregnant with me.
One of Victoria’s first micro surgeries, was conducted on a young woman, who went swimming here. She was hit by a speed boat, the propeller hitting her arm.
People used to park together, and alone.
When my father was younger, young men would race through the twisting road at the back of the lake, in cars, and on bikes, some lost their lives.
I caught yabbies, or craw fish as a child, between the roots of the weeping willows, that used to line the lake side.
Here are some of the photos l took.
Thank you, www.bensound.com/, for the music.
... on the eleventh hour, on the eleventh day, in the eleventh month, the war to end all wars ended. Poppies were one of the few flowers that would grow on the barren battlefields.
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place, and in the sky,
The larks, still bravely singing, fly,
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the dead; short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe!
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high!
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
By John McRae.
Here's the other photo I took in KC at literally the "eleventh-hour" of the trip, right before driving back to STL. Props to Emily for spotting this beautiful & abandoned revolving door while joyriding around downtown, and thankfully we found the dress in complete luck at a local thrift store! (which I spent far too much money at :X) Any thoughts are welcome!
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The Dieppe Cross
The Canadian Forces College - Toronto
"This cross is constructed of stones from the beaches of Dieppe to memorialize the great Canadian and Allied sacrifice of August 1942"
Staff and Students
CSC 24
Reprocessed from an older image #43.
These beautiful tulips were left behind after several days of display. I wanted to immortalize some of their beauty before they were gone. After many takes, this is what I picked. Peace!
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Eleventh picture of the series Canes & Mud.
(Just the next day of previous photoshoot, I tryed another time for take longer exposures. For this shot I wanted to focus the orange light of dawn on the boat in the foreground)
Magical sunrise in this beautiful place that is the Albufera of Valencia.
The image title is because during the photoshoot, surrounded by all this beauty, calm water, boat, reeds, mud, tranquility, flying birds ... every moment reminded me a lot to the great novel "Cañas y Barro" of the great Valencian writer Vicente Blasco Ibáñez, set in rural Valencia (Albufera) of the early twentieth century, the novel observes and portrays the social reality of the time and place with absolute precision.
Would like to thank this picture to my friend Javier Girbés, which helped me a lot with the location and encouraged me to know this magnificent spot.
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The Eleventh Ion Prophecy - The First Evocation - The Bronze Emperor And The Festival of Illusions by Daniel Arrhakis (2023)
While the feast of chrysanthemums and the dance of the golden dragon entertains the spectators, the Emperor of Copper molds his terracotta warriors with a thousand faces.
Enquanto a festa dos crisântemos e da dança do dragão dourado vai entretendo os espectadores, o Imperador de Cobre vai moldando os seus guerreiros de terracota de mil caras.
The eleventh Doctor. Riding a llama. On the kitchen countertop. No wonder I get migraines, I tell you.
(I don't even know who posed him like this; I just found 'em this way....)
The Eleventh Ion Prophecy - The Silk Shadows by Daniel Arrhakis (2019)
With the music : Destroyer Of Worlds / Dark Age
by Rok Nardin
youtu.be/2k43Th9u2FU?list=RDB3IVwDYPXeg
The Eleventh Ion Prophecy - The Silk Shadows
And the ancient silk routes rose from the mists of the past, giving way to the Golden Dragon and the roads covered with gold, and the old kings swore loyalty, vassalage, and gave him new slaves.
And the winds brought the murmurs of the prisoners of conscience, but they were not heard, the tears of those who hide the symbols of faith that were not seen, the wounds of the hearts separated but not felt ... because of so much brilliance the world became mute, deaf and blind forever.
And the dragon that had once been humiliated reigned for a thousand years, corrupting the old kingdoms and the hearts of men, and their armies conquered the seas and lands beyond, until there were no more cries nor poems for freedom.
But in the labyrinths of the metropolis, in the hidden valleys and in the mountains of Buddha, in the sacred forests and in the paths of faith, others will arise with the courage to write, paint and shout again for Freedom, and then the Old Emperor will tremble and the lion's roar will echo so loud that the golden dragon will break into a thousand pieces.
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A Décima Primeira Profecia De Ion - As Sombras De Seda
E as antigas rotas de seda ergueram-se das névoas do passado dando passagem ao Dragão Dourado e às estradas cobertas de ouro e os velhos reis juraram-lhe fidelidade, vassalagem e deram-lhe novos escravos.
E os ventos trouxeram os murmúrios dos prisioneiros de consciência, mas eles não foram ouvidos, as lágrimas daqueles que escondem os símbolos da fé que não foram vistos, as feridas dos corações separados mas que não foram sentidas ... por causa de tanto brilho o mundo tornou-se mudo, surdo e cego para sempre.
E o dragão que um dia fora humilhado reinou durante mil anos, corrompendo os velhos reinos e os corações dos homens, e os seus exércitos conquistaram os mares e as terras para além, até que não houve mais gritos nem poemas pela liberdade.
Mas nos labirintos das metrópoles, nos vales escondidos e nas montanhas de Buda, nas florestas sagradas e nos caminhos da fé, outros surgirão com a coragem de escrever, pintar e gritar novamente pela Liberdade, e então o Velho Imperador tremerá,
pois o rugido do leão ecoará tão alto que o dragão de ouro se partirá em mil pedaços.
Work made with stock images from Pexels and others from mine. All elements modified for this work.
Eleventh build in my Ironbuilder against Jonas using the metallic silver pin thing . The seed piece is used 20 times.
You can see it sailing the high seas in the previous build
Credit goes to The Backward One for the hull shaping
Lovely View!!....taken from La Jolla Coves, San Diego, California, USA
Dear friends thanks a lot for your lovely title suggestions....I choose "Eleventh hour" b'cos it is different and interesting! thanks for the title Anuj!! :-)
Thanks a lot for your wonderful comments, favs friends!!
Have a great day!! Cheers!! :-)
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The Bronze Emperor Of China - The Eleventh Ion Prophecy - The Second Evocation - The South China Sea Wars by Daniel Arrhakis (2022)
And the Age of the Bronze Emperor has finally begun... may the winds bring the drums of War and the tears cover the valleys and the great walls, for in the end only wailing will be heard in the holy mountains and in the temples of Buddha.
And his armies will be sculpted again from clay in evocations of old and new revenges from the past.
Strange will be the winds and tides dominated by the bronze barges as if they were taken to the backs of dragons, swallowing islets, islands and beaches.
From their towering island turrets, hordes of fiery horses will trot the serene seas in fierce and merciless clashes.
But when the stormy winds cease to blow, and the first rays of the sun melt the eternal snow, it will be born on the Holy Mountain the one that will once again unite the Kingdoms of Shangri-La.
And the temple bells will echo freedom with such force that the bronze emperor's kingdom will crumble into a thousand pieces.
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O Imperador de Bronze da China - A Décima Primeira Profecia de Ion - A Segunda Evocação - As Guerras do Mar do Sul da China
E a Era do Imperador de Bronze finalmente começou... que os ventos tragam os tambores da Guerra e as lágrimas cubram os vales e as grandes muralhas, pois no final só se ouvirão os lamentos nas montanhas sagradas e nos templos de Buda.
E os seus exércitos serão esculpidos novamente de barro em evocações de velhas e novas vinganças do passado.
Estranhos serão os ventos e as marés dominados pelas barcaças de bronze como se fossem levadas às costas dos dragões, engolindo ilhotas, ilhas e praias.
De suas torres insulares imponentes , hordas de cavalos de fogo trotarão pelos mares serenos em confrontos ferozes e impiedosos.
Mas quando os ventos tempestuosos cessarem de soprar e os primeiros raios do sol derreterem a neve eterna, nascerá na Montanha Sagrada aquele que unirá novamente os Reinos de Shangri-La.
E os sinos dos templos ecoarão a liberdade com tanta força que o reino do imperador de bronze se desfará em mil pedaços.
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Details best viewed in Original Size
The church, fronting La Plaza de Armas, was constructed by the Society of Jesus (The Jesuits) in 1571 on the palace of Huayna Capac, the eleventh Inca, and had to be rebuilt after the earthquake of 1650. The church was originally intended to be Cuzco's grandest church, but the Jesuits' plans were thwarted when the bishop insisted that it not surpass the grandeur of the Cathedral. This façade, however, runs counter to that secondary role.
A close look (best in "Original Size") at the left edge of this image will reveal a glimpse of one of the magnificent Inca walls still remaining in Cuzco. These Inca walls have survived the ravishes of time, weather, earthquakes, the vibrations cause by modern vehicular traffic and the conquistadors' drive to eradicate Inca culture and architecture.
The former LNER experimental 204hp Drewry 0-6-0 diesel-mechanical at Hither Green depot (73C) in June 1966 during its final years in BR service. In its green livery and with the Southern Region departmental stock number of D.S.1173 as a CCE shunter, it was a prized 'cop' to underline in any enthusiast's Ian Allan ABC, and I was no exception, departmenal locos always holding a fascination to both myself and any railway enthusiast alike. During its 'eleventh hour' in BR service it was taken into capital stock in March 1967 and renumbered D2341, but only to be withdrawn in December 1968. It was broken up by Pollock & Brown at Southampton in October 1969.
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One of only 12 known complete fossils of Archaeopteryx, a bird-like dinosaur from the late Jurassic (ca. 150 million years ago) that is considered to constitute an evolutionary step between feathered coelurosaurids and birds.
Seen in Senckenberg Naturmuseum, Frankfurt am Main, Germany
Camera: Canon EOS3
Lens: Canon EF 50mm 1:1.8 II
Kodak TMAX P3200 professional grade high sensitivity black&white negative film, shot at ISO 1000
Developed and scanned by www.meinfilmlab.de
My Eleventh year out on Flickr, I’ve never left and returned though occasionally some people have made me feel like it.. I still love (more) the times I’m my feminine self and being able to share that with you all. I’ve seen lots of people come and go then come and go again, I’ve made great friends and long forgot any negativity.. my advice is don’t hide in the shadows be who you’ve always dreamed of being do what’s best for you and makes you happy.. life’s too short..Melanie 💋xx