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It's a caterpillar of the Tussock Moth taken at Orchard Road.
Find out more in my blog: Cutie Caterpillar!
Note: The quality of this pic is not good cos it was taken using my cellphone. What a pity coming across such beauty when I'm without my camera, but still, I think it's nice enough to be featured in here. xD
*Note: More pics of Butterflies and Moths in my Butterflies and Moths Album.
I am off today feeling very low. Looking through window with expectation of new energy and positive vibe. Looking at this dusk reminds new dawn to arrive tomorrow with new energy. Omen!!
People from throughout BC received the Province’s 2019 Medal of Good Citizenship for their outstanding service and commitment to helping others in their communities.
Launched in 2015, the Medal of Good Citizenship recognizes individuals who, through exceptional long-term service, have made outstanding contributions to their communities without expectation of remuneration or reward. The medal reflects their generosity, service, acts of selflessness and contributions to community life. Recipients were nominated by members of their communities.
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St. Aloysius Gonzaga rejected his family's expectation that he would join the military life; instead he decided on the religious life. He made a vow of chastity at the age of 9, and, to safeguard himself from possible temptation, he would keep his eyes persistently downcast in the presence of women.
He got a bit overzealous with self-discipline and self-denial, at one point beating himself with a leather dog leash, but when he joined the Jesuits, his spiritual director, St. Robert Bellarmine straightened him out, giving Aloysius regular hours of prayer and simple acts of self-control.
When the plague struck Rome in January 1591, the Jesuits were sent to work in the hospitals, which was tough for Aloysius since he was naturally squeamish. He overcame this, however, and went into the streets of Rome and carried the ill and the dying to the hospital on his back. Within a few weeks, he got the plague himself and died at the age of 23.
He is usually depicted with lilies and a crucifix, and sometimes with a crown at his feet.
This window is in St. Thomas More Catholic Church in St. Paul, MN
"This is the blissful striving of my heart's desire:
to carry the light of the spirit
into the cosmic winter night,
so that sparkling seeds of my soul
may take root in cosmic soil—
and that the Word of God may resound
through the darkness of my senses,
transfiguring my entire existence."
—Rudolf Steiner, translated by Tom Mellett,
one of the candles in an advent wreath made for me by Christine
out of the cave of the heart
a light shines
like a shining apple
star-light from the core
Ode to Five Boys Chocolate - Expectation
I wish i could go in the pub over the road
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Shot 17.06.2016 Bowness on Windermere REF 122-043
There are places where the reasonable expectation of personal space which your average American accepts, shrinks drastically.
Elevators are obvious places. But, what about wide open spaces?
How close can one approach a photographic subject, while they remain unaware and are simply carrying through with their habits?
We have expectations of privacy that are varied and staggered, but one thing that's absolute is that there are more photographic devices in the world than ever before.
Instead of studying a character from afar, for example with a telephoto lens, as if they are wildlife, what intimacy can you capture at a range normally not accepted, or even expected?
I am in your space.
I just got home from pottery class, the boys know the routine - out back for what ever and then a treat, They are looking for the treats.
St. Aloysius Gonzaga rejected his family's expectation that he would join the military life; instead he decided on the religious life. He made a vow of chastity at the age of 9, and, to safeguard himself from possible temptation, he would keep his eyes persistently downcast in the presence of women.
He got a bit overzealous with self-discipline and self-denial, at one point beating himself with a leather dog leash, but when he joined the Jesuits, his spiritual director, St. Robert Bellarmine straightened him out, giving Aloysius regular hours of prayer and simple acts of self-control.
When the plague struck Rome in January 1591, the Jesuits were sent to work in the hospitals, which was tough for Aloysius since he was naturally squeamish. He overcame this, however, and went into the streets of Rome and carried the ill and the dying to the hospital on his back. Within a few weeks, he got the plague himself and died at the age of 23.
He is usually depicted looking at a crucifix or holding lilies, and sometimes with skull, whip, or crown.
Window in St. Adrian's Catholic Church in Adrian, MN.
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TFL!
Bernie x
Smiley went rummaging through the back shed and found this wooden flute. He went looking with expectation for the sound of the flute.
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It's hard to grow up with your expectation....
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Lowaldie.
Farmers took up land here in 1912 with the expectation of a rail siding on the Tailem Bend to Brown’s Well railway. Lowaldie siding opened in 1913 after protests to the railways as they had not planned for a siding at Lowaldie. Lowaldie station finally closed in 1974. A town of 72 allotments was surveyed in 1913 with parklands and suburban lands beyond. By 1916 only two allotments had been sold! The first building in town was a stone Post Office shed. One allotment was set aside for an institute and the locals began amassing money but very slowly. In 1919 they purchased the Post Office stone shed for an institute. It served this purpose from 1920 to 1925. In 1920 the institute was hired out for Methodist church services but this stopped with a year or so for want of a good sized congregation. The building was sold in 1927 to a new postmaster. It remained the Post Office until 1958. A school opened in the Institute in 1922 but closed at the end of that year. The Lowaldie School was then started up a few miles out of town in a rural location to the north of the town. It operated from 1930 to 1940 before final closure. Nothing remains on that site now except for a memorial cairn. In 1934 the residents began to plan for a second institute which was built of limestone and red bricks and it opened in 1935. Sporadic Methodist church services were held in the new Lowaldie Institute from 1936 through to 1970. From 1930 the town parklands and suburban lands were leased to broad acre farmers for cropping. Only two residential allotments were ever sold in Lowaldie.
"Here lyes in hope and expectation of the joyfull and disyred day of resurrection when the Saviour of the world shall appeare in power and judgment, to awake all those who have slept in Him, to be partakers of the everlasting happiness of the eternall kingdome, Sir Henry Sydney, knight, discended from the stemme of Viscount Lisle, Baron of Penshurst in Kent. Lorde Chamberleyn to the Queenes majestie and governoure of Flushing
His youth was seasoned with the feare of God, duty towards his parents and love to learning, his following aged yielded fruites of hospitality towards all the men of charitie, towards the poore, of faithfulness towards his friendes, and of peaceablenes amongst his neighbours. He and his end was concluded with piety, with patience and with a comfortable farewell at the tearme of 59 yeares, the 2d of November Anno Domini 1612
Here (joynd as well in ye safe hope of a joyfull resurrection as in all piety and conjugall love to the sayd Sir Henry Sidney) rests the body of Dame Jane his wife, daughter of Francis Jermy of Brightwell in Suffolk, esq, who after her peregrination of 73 yeares injoying 28 thereof in the happy society of her sayd husband and continuing his name and memory for 28 more (in a most chast and retired widowhood) upon the 9th of August 1638 departed this life . No lady lived more christiany nor dyed more happily, many daughters have done virtuously but thou excellest them all (proverbs 31.29)"
Henry Sydney 1612 was the son of Thomas Sydney 1585 & Barbara 1585 daughter of William Walsingham 1534 & Joyce Denny 1496 widow of John Carey & sister of Sir Francis Walsingham
He was the grandson of Agnes & Thomas Sydney 1544 who was employed by the townsmen to buy the priory lands for the town, but on paying £90 to the Crown, kept it for himself.
As the inscription says Henry was Lorde Chamberlain to Queen Elizabeth & Governor of Flushing.
He succeeded his brother Thomas husband of Mary Southwell who died without issue.
He m 1581 Jane (aged 16) daughter of Francis Jermy of Brightwell & Margaret heiress of Thomas Tey of Brightwell & Stutton
Having no children, Henry left all his properties to Jane, and on her death they passed to Robert Sidney, Earl of Leicester and thence to other families.
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Now lying under the west window, their monument once lay in the Sidney chapel here, but was damaged by the fire of 1961 www.flickr.com/gp/52219527@N00/t0K5f6 which also destroyed the jacobean font cover given by Jane www.flickr.com/gp/52219527@N00/o9LW8J She also gave 4 acres of land to support the church minister "for ever"! - Church of St Mary & All Saints, Little Walsingham Norfolk
BayLea looking out the window, expecting to see the North Pole very soon at the Polar Express Ride in Durango!
(I love the reflection in the glass)
Then tension of expectation is high, the moment to drop and join the scattering is nigh ,a scene illuminated by the sun, our star, that holds beauty in my heart; fascination of change, simplified by time, leaf and sunlit green.
In another scattering not far, another scene is set, its like an atoll in a still green ocean
Underneath the oak I see grass, short green and soft,
Underneath the oak I see beams echoed in shadows scattered and random, I see leaves of change, random colours that delight, crispy edges that crackle and crunch
The soft wind caresses the branch, asking the question, asking the question..............colour ,change, brittleness, gravity and random patterns, a mosaic of interaction.
Underneath the Oak, I feel.........................alive.
A scene captured in the grounds of 'Antony', National Trust, Cornwall, England