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The £4,675 'Father Willis' organ above the choir screen in Lincoln Cathedral, England, was originally dedicated on St Hugh's Day, 17 November 1898, before a congregation of 4700 people. It was to be the first British cathedral organ to be blown by electricity, but at the time of its inauguration, Lincoln's power station had not yet entered service, so it was pumped manually by soldiers of the Lincolnshire Regiment.
No changes were made to the organ until 1960, when Harrison and Harrison carried out a complete rebuild at a cost of £14,000. Six new registers were added, but the Willis pipework was left unaltered. The action and blowing equipment were renewed, and a new console provided. A further restoration was undertaken by the same firm in 1998, and the organ was rededicated on 20 November, just over a century after it was first played in public.
The superbly carved limestone choir screen, shown bottom right, dates from 1330. It is a marvellous example of Decorated Gothic architecture with crocketed pinnacles and arches with tiny carved animal heads. On the pillars are small carvings of saints. The Puritans knocked the heads off the statues but they were recarved by the Victorians who added bishops' heads. The walls of the screen are covered with carvings of leaves and flowers. Traces of red and blue medieval paint can still be seen on them. In the centre of the screen is a wrought iron metal gate which is used by the choir before a service.
Above the organ, you can see directly up the inside the central tower, which appears as the dark diamond shape just above left of centre in the image. Although the building of the cathedral started in 1072, the current central tower dates from the 13th century following the collapse of the original tower in 1237. Between 1307 and 1311 the central tower was raised to its present height of 271 feet (83 m). At this time, a tall lead-encased wooden spire topped the tower but this was blown down in a storm in 1548. With its spire, the tower reputedly reached a height of 525 feet (160 m) which would have made it the world's tallest structure at the time, surpassing the Great Pyramid of Giza, which had held the record for almost 4,000 years.
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Happy Father's day
My father gave me the greatest gift anyone could give another person, he believed in me.
Jim Valvano
Every father in this world tries to buy something for their child without thinking of the pocket. And of-course the connection between father and daughter is the most beautiful relation. This one is tribute to that relation.
This is for all those loving daughters in flickr. Take care of your father girls cause they are the best one who understands you the most.
This is a section of a small metal cup that has my father's initials (RCA) and birth year engraved on it - HMM!
Macro Mondays, theme: Father.
Glass paperweight, with a ship etched on the bottom of the paperweight.
Hasselblad/Zeiss Makro-Planar 135mm-f/5.6 manual lens, set to f/5.6. 12 image focus stack using a macro rail and Helicon Focus.
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Re-working some older images, taking advantage of new hardware and LR's Denoise feature.
Thanks very much for viewing :)
Don't always get along. Little guy wandered into dad's terrain and dad chased him away head down ready for a good bunt. Little guy eventually came back and dined on his dad's bush without a reprimand. Either short memory or a father/son moment.
Just realized i'm filling my pages with mountain goat pictures. I did take quite a few on the afternoon I spotted them. I will eventually move on but I thought I would share the more intimate pix.
The objective was simple: to capture the most famous nativity scene in the world in all its magnificence. But emotion often surpasses art and guides us elsewhere.
While I was looking for the perfect perspective, my attention was captured not by the miniatures, but by their gazes. Two figures imposed themselves on the scene: a father and his son, completely captivated by the magic of those lights which, like a miniature sunrise and sunset, made the nativity scene pulse with life.
In that instant, I realized that the most beautiful story was not that of the nativity, but that of this child, with wide eyes, who was discovering the wonder of the world. My photograph thus became a choice, a tribute to that genuine and universal emotion. I took it to immortalize not a work of art, but the enchantment of a soul, a memory of a precious moment worth more than a thousand figurines.
My father and his friends went to Al-Ra'is on the Red Sea for the weekend. It is a small city to the south west of Madinah. On the request of my father, I joined them on this trip.
Believe it or not: it was a real fun. They were all older than me, of course. In fact one of them was my teacher in elementary school.
This photo was taken while my dear father was calmly watching the sunset.
The very first job my father had after coming to the US was as a dishwasher. He was sent to be a window washer but took one look at the height of the skyscraper they sent him to and just about passed out. Here he is working as a body man sometime in the early 1950s.
Most of the focus is spent on the mother and her newborn baby because it was her who gave birth, nursed the baby, etc. But the father also has a very strong, yet different connection to their child.
I remember a moment like this with my own child; just being able to touch, feel and experience his breath on me and just being so proud. A wave of thoughts of teaching him to ride a bike, going hiking, telling stories at night, the adventures of parenthood, seeing him graduate, seeing him off to preschool, college… all in this very instant of holding him close to me. You realize that everything you’ve made of yourself, all of your possessions, all of your accomplishments… none of that is as important as this. Suddenly you feel a huge sense of responsibility and obligation to teach this child everything you know, to protect him and to see he has the best life possible in front of him.
I don’t know what Eddie was thinking here with his 9-day old son Enrique, but his subtle expression helped me realize that being a parent isn’t just a responsibility, it’s a privilege. And I thank God every time I get to see my kids and play with them, discipline them, and even wasting time with them is time well spent.
Located at 35 East Wacker Drive in Chicago, on the Jeweler's building. It's 5 feet tall and estimated to weigh 6 tons. It was a gift from the Elgin Watch Company, who had an office in the building.
© Web-Betty: digital heart, analog soul
Caro babbo,
Inutile discutere
D'accordo non saremo mai
Che cosa c'e di strano in cio
Trent'anni ci separano
O forse
C'e il timore in te
Di non trovare piu la forza
D'essere al mio fianco
Se gli ostacoli mi fermano.
Dear father,
It's useless to argue
We'll never agree
There's nothing strange with that
Thirty years separate us
Or maybe
You are afraid
Not to find the strength
To stand by my side
If the obstacles should stop me
(A mio Padre - Andrea Bocelli)
This is one of my favorite pictures of my father, strolling down the avenue-NYC? Newark? D.C.? It could have been one or the other, far from his homeland of Ukraine. I'm sure he went through some culture shock after emigrating to the States after WWII. Photo taken sometime in the 1950s.
On this day that would have been his 89th birthday, I've lit a candle in memory of my wonderful Pappa.
Вічная Память
www.youtube.com/watch?v=vdMPuMeTxzY
Father And Son
Father:
It's not time to make a change
Just relax, take it easy
You're still young, that's your fault
There's so much you have to know
Find a girl, settle down
If you want, you can marry
Look at me, I am old
But I'm happy
I was once like you are now
And I know that it's not easy
To be calm when you've found
Something going on
But take your time, think a lot
I think of everything you've got
For you will still be here tomorrow
But your dreams may not
Son:
How can I try to explain
When I do he turns away again
And it's always been the same
Same old story
From the moment I could talk
I was ordered to listen
Now there's a way and I know
That I have to go away
I know I have to go
Father:
It's not time to make a change
Just sit down and take it slowly
You're still young that's your fault
There's so much you have to go through
Find a girl, settle down
If you want, you can marry
Look at me, I am old
But I'm happy
Son:
All the times that I've cried
Keeping all the things I knew inside
And it's hard, but it's harder
To ignore it
If they were right I'd agree
But it's them they know, not me
Now there's a way and I know
That i have to go away
I know I have to go
Testo della canzone (Traduzione in italiano)
Traduzione a cura di Ermanno Tassi
Padre e figlio
Padre:
Non è tempo di cambiare
Rilassati, prendila con calma
Sei ancora giovane, questa è la tua colpa
Hai ancora molte cose da conoscere
Trovare una ragazza, sistemarti,
Se vuoi puoi sposarti
Guarda me, sono vecchio,
Ma sono felice
Una volta ero come sei tu ora,
E so che non è facile
Rimanere calmi quando hai trovato
Qualcosa che va
Ma prendi il tuo tempo, pensa a lungo
Perché, pensa a tutto quello che hai avuto.
Poichè domani tu sarai ancora qui
Ma forse non i tuoi sogni.
Figlio:
Come posso tentare di spiegarmi,
Se lui ancora una volta distoglie l’attenzione
È sempre la stessa vecchia storia
Dal momento in cui potevo parlare,
Mi fu ordinato di ascoltare
Ora c'è una strada e so
Che devo andarmene
So che devo andare
Padre:
Non è tempo di cambiare
Siediti, prendila con calma
Sei ancora giovane, questa è la tua colpa
Ci sono ancora molte cose da affrontare
Trovare una ragazza, sistemarti,
Se vuoi puoi sposarti
Guarda me sono vecchio,
Ma sono felice
Figlio:
Tutte le volte che piansi,
Tenendo tutto dentro di me
È dura, ma è anche dura
Ignorare tutto
Se avevano ragione, ero d'accordo,
Ma conoscono loro, non me
Ora c'è una strada e io so
Che devo andarmene
So che devo andare