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Fishtail was given its name because the peaks represent the split tail of a fish. It is traditionally seen in the highlands of Nepal, but only at dawn, because the cloud cover causes it to "disappear" after sunrise. The mountain is frequently photographed at dawn, hence the dark sky and the glinting sunlight.
During the waning of the Pleistocene in South America, human populations had to deal with the harsh rigors of the prevailing climate and, perhaps as a consequence, occupied different parts of the great continent at intervals. In some regions, the occupants coexisted with such soon-to-be-extinct animals as mastodons and giant ground sloths, and the tools they used were of wood, bone, and stone. Parts of what is now Chile were inhabited, with living sites at Monte Verde (10,500–9500 B.C.) in the south-central region and Fell's Cave (9000–8000 B.C.) in Patagonia.
Fell's Cave, a rock shelter in the valley of the Río Chico not far from the Strait of Magellan, was initially occupied by hunters who left behind an impressive layer of refuse. Sealed by hundreds of pounds of debris from the fall of the shelter overhang, the hunter's refuse included firepits with the broken bones of native horse, sloth, and guanaco as well as stone and bone tools. Among the stone tools were fishtail spearpoints, a form of stone point found in many places in South America. Fishtail points are flaked bifacially (that is, worked on both sides) and have pronounced shoulders above a clearly shaped stem. Some are fluted with small channels removed from the bottom. In 1936–37, the discoveries in Fell's Cave represented the first evidence of early humans in South America. Since then, older sites such as Monte Verde have been identified.
My trusty old M51-copy from Ben Sherman drew it's last breath during Mods vs Rockers in Stockholm this weekend. Luckily enough I came home with a genuine reissue american military M65 in size small (I've been searching for one that's reasonably priced for a while now). I got it from a friend. Almost unused too.
I've got the requisite rolled-out-of-bed look down pat, but my hair's still not long enough for the big lush braid.
1870-1879
Soft Bustles and Fishtails.
Fashions by the 1870were softer and more delicate,with pastel coloring and frivolous trimmings and decoration. Bodice necklines were square,with exposed décolleté for evening.Dresses had sleeves with lace cafes.Fabric was draped and layered around the hips,creating an overskirt with iron and panniers that was supported the small of the back by a straw or horsehair undersrtucture,called a soft bastle.
DK Fashion het definitive history of costume and style
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This 1970 Plymouth 'Cuda AAR had been purchased used by this owner when it was thirteen years old and relatively inexpensive.
Downtown Flint, Michigan.
Friday, August 16, 2024.
Frond detail. Brisbane botanic gardens, August 2012.
The only fishtail palm native to mainland Australia. Grows only on the Cape York Peninsula, in Mungkan Kandju and Kutini-Payamu (Iron Range) National Parks, and similar patches of lowland rainforest and vine forest from there northwards. Altitudinal range from 60-300 m.
Saturday May 19th 2012
Some time towards the end of next week we hope that the long days of sitting will have paid off and that Mrs and YV will be blessed with the patter of tiny claws in the nest. It has not been an easy incubation period with May being the coldest for a hundred years and YV having young and thoughtless moments. There have been a few times when the eggs were left exposed for nearly 20 minutes, putting them at risk from chilling. As in all years we can't count our ospreys before they are hatched.
However, compared with his first week or two Young Victor has slowly been improving, particularly in the fishing department. No longer does Mrs have to keep her 'bait' in bed beside her in case he forgets her. Whereas previously he was catching really only enough for himself and then ignoring Mrs.' cries of hunger he has slowly got the hang of sharing. Just in the last few days he has cottoned onto the fact that if he procures something large then there is more than enough for both of them AND she stops nagging.
For example, a group from the Calvert Trust were down by the Lake at St Bega's Church during the week when they saw him stoop for a fish. They couldn't see what sort it was but said it was so big that he could scarcely pull it out of the water. Yesterday a gurt perch was wrestled into the nest, its red fins and stripes clearly visible. Today saw him catch 3 fish, the last being so cumbersome that it nearly wrenched him off his favourite perch in the alder. In the manner of adult male ospreys he subdued it enough to eat its head and then brought the bulk of the body up to Mrs. It's all looking good for the future of young hatchlings.