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.... that wants to be filled and can not...
Si tu franchis le seuil de ma maison
Je t'offrirai
De partager mon pain
Pétri de bon grain
Récolté sur ma terre.
Je t'offrirai
De partager mon vin
Soutiré de la vigne
Plantée jadis par mon père.
Je te demanderai
De lever ton verre
A notre santé.
Je t'offrirai un toit
Pour te protéger de l'hiver
Grelottant sous la bise
Qui ravine les terres mortes.
Je te demanderai
De refermer la porte
Sur ton passé.
Je t'installerai
Devant un bon feu
Ouvert dans la cheminée.
La soupe pendra à la crémaillère.
Je te demanderai
De partager le peu
Que je possède.
Je te demanderai
De me donner la foi
De me donner la joie
Qui fait du pauvre un roi...
Lorsqu'elle est partagée.
Je te supplierai
De ne pas me quitter...
Jamais!
Cyrilla Delaunoit
If you cross the threshold of my house
I will offer you
To share my bread
Kneaded of good grain
Harvested on my land.
I will offer you
To share my wine
Extracted from the vine
Once planted by my father.
I will ask you
To raise your glass
To our health.
I will offer you a roof
To protect you from the winter
Shivering under the wind
Furrowing the dead lands.
I will ask you
To close the door
On your past.
I'll set you up
In front of a good fire
Open in the fireplace.
The soup hanging on the pot-hook.
I will ask you
To share the little
That I own.
I will ask you
To give me faith
To give me joy
Who makes the poor into a king ...
When shared.
I will beg you
Not to leave me ...
Never!
Cyrilla Delaunoit
In Memoria for CURLY CAROLINE (Caroline Fraser Beetham) 11/66-9/16
From her husband Andrew I learned that Caro died last September from a cancer she was carrying in her for many years. I met her when as a young woman she joined a holiday tour of the Alliance Française Exeter & Dartington (UK) and already in the train ride I realised that Caroline wasn’t just ‘another girl’. She blazed through the week with boundless energy, shiny eyes, an incredible smile, a head full of bouncing curls (I started – right at the beginning of the holiday, to give every participant not only his/her name but a ‘description’ of the person so that we would be able to learn all the names asap – and of course SHE had to be Curly Caroline!).
Caro wasn’t taking a French course with the AF, her mum did – but I thought it fitting to dedicate a French poem to her and our deepest feelings go to her wonderful and caring husband Andrew, her family whom we loved very much and sadly lost contact with, and all her friends.
The tulip of my picture is a ‘bought’ one – What I love about tulips is that they are so unpredictable. I often buy 3 bunches of different types and put them all together. The mauve ones usually open first although they have the closest heads when I buy them. Those with thick stems grow ‘wildly’ and within 2-3 days they all hang like trapeze artists all over the rim of the vase and in any direction they like. They change colour and structure, some curl their petals up, others dry out, yet others throw them off with reckless abandon… When I took this photo (amongst many others), I didn’t realise that in the back light the pistils of the inner side of this bloom would show up like a slightly open hand, holding a -shaped shadow. I tampered the heart ever so slightly to bring it out a tad more and I thought, it perfectly symbolizes this beautiful woman with a great heart and a loving character who knew that she wouldn’t live to an old age, and went to live every day in the knowledge that she ought to make the best out of it. She kept chickens and pets from animal shelters, she moved to a remote place in Scotland to help create and open a highly specialised bookshop, selling fishing books all over the world, receiving visitors from everywhere on the hunt for ‘that’ special book, map or print. She filled their home with happiness and love, everybody adored her, she made her Christmas cards herself, they were funny and totally collectable, and she made her husband a happy man although they knew that children were not ‘allowed’… And now she is gone forever. She leaves a great void in the shape of a place deep within us that wants to be filled and yet can not.
RIP Caroline
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PLEASE do NOT just add an icon - I delete those - If I just wanted to plonk pictures to 'fave' I'd use Instagram, but that's not how I function - I wish to speak with you, to laugh or cry in your company, to interact as friends!
I want your opinions, views, your participation! If you THEN wish to invite or fave, I am all the happier... THANK YOU
I won't try to pull the wool over your eyes by claiming to have read Plato, but I was reading in one of the late John Michell's articles, collected as Confessions of a Radical Traditionalist (Vermont, Dominion, 2005) that, at the end of The Republic, the soul of Ulysses is one of a number gathered together to choose their future lives. After all the lives of wealth and luxury have been taken, Ulysses finds, discarded in a corner, the life of a quiet, retiring country gentleman, which is exactly what he'd have chosen if he'd been given the pick of the bunch. Ulysses and I are of one mind on this matter, although my modest circumstances permit me to reproduce the situation of a "country gentleman" only, as it were, in microcosm. My mind's natural mode of functioning is to observe, contemplate and understand. It is possible, of course, that when I say this I am merely making excuses for my habitual sloth and procrastination. Naturally I regard my own understanding as correct, but another chap, approaching Life from a different point-of-view, might arrive at a different, erroneous, understanding. I've never had an ounce of ambition and I've never been able to understand why anyone would wish for a "career". Just having a job is bad enough. So here I am, enjoying a ruminative plug of Old Setright Waybill Ready-Rubbed, in surroundings conducive to the thinking of great thoughts.
As yet unfinished, but It gives an idea of how it will come out.
Yes, Technical problems meant that day 21 is missing, but I will get there in the end.....
that has been misunderstood.
Form and function should be
one, joined in a spiritual union.
- Frank Lloyd Wright
(This is probably my favorite photo from Saturday's trip.)
One in a series of images titled 'Form minus Function'.
It's fair to say that type and ink only ever meet on a printed page. In this series of images, the two elements are presented to us in a way that is a little more unusual. Images of black and white ink in water are accompanied by small typographical letters to generate strange yet captivating forms that appear to float effortlessly in the air.
A contemporary tribute to traditional methods of print.
Best viewed large!
Just a little (and probably incorrect) mock-up of Storm Beast's function. It's very clever and yet simple. However I have to admit I'm a little disappointed with how far you need to move the tail to get the full rotation, which is pretty small 90 degrees anyway. In the video I activate the function slowly, trying to make the arms swing faster means flailing the tail around all over the place like a maniac. All in all it's fun but it feels more similar to controlling a stringed puppet more than a function. It requires a certain carefulness to use or else to becomes too chaotic.
**Missouri State Capitol Historic District** - National Register of Historic Places Ref # 76001109, date listed 6/18/1976
Bounded roughly by Adams, McCarthy, Mulberry Sts. and the Missouri River
Jefferson City, MO (Cole County)
Jefferson City was organized around the Capitol complex. The topography is a series of river bluffs and rolling hills. The bluff promontories were selected as sites for the Capitol Building and the Governor's Mansion to lend prominence to these important structures. The town was oriented parallel to the Missouri River which at this point flows from northwest to southeast.
The district contains more than 100 structures of various ages, designs, and functions. It represents a consolidation of five existing entries on the National Register of Historic Places and the incorporation of adjacent commercial, religious, and governmental structures and grounds to form a historic district at the heart of Missouri's seat of government.
Carnegie Public Library. 210 Adams Street, 1901. A good example of turn of-the-century architecture, this stone structure was designed by Frank B. Miller. Threatened with demolition to make way for a parking lot, it is one of the few surviving Carnegie library buildings in Missouri. (pg 5) (1)
References (1) NRHP Nomination Form catalog.archives.gov/id/63818680
Though the prospect of the newly-designed Fujifilm X-Pro3 is intriguing, I’m really enjoying the combination of this X-Pro2 rangefinder-styled camera, coupled with a very fast f/0.95 Mitakon Speedmaster 35mm lens. In this case, form definitely follows function.
But who knows, I may yet be swayed...
Built for DA4: The Hammer Falls, the Armored Limousine was required to have black windows, a functioning hood, trunk, and four doors, little flags, license plates, and a secret weapon.
We’ve crossed the border into Mexico on my Pan-American Trek using Google Street View. The border town of Nuevo Laredo, Tamaulipas, is very different from its cousin town of Laredo, Texas, but the cultural crossovers are still very evident. Nuevo Laredo is a key logistics hub in Mexico.
It’s been 8800 km from Dead Horse, Alaska, to Laredo, Texas, and it will be about 2400 km from Nuevo Loredo to Tapachula, at the Mexico-Guatemala border. Unfortunately, Google Street View isn’t available in the rest of Central America, so we’ll be doing a virtual flight from Mexico to Columbia, South America.
Some initial thoughts about the trip from Alaska to Texas:
* Google Street View is one of the most important photographic endeavors of history, and Street View drivers are photography pioneers. Really.
* A drive in Alaska can be the most boring imaginable or the most glorious.
* Alberta Highway 93, otherwise known as the Icefields Parkway, or Promenade des Glaciers, is heavenly.
* Towns really do have archetypal layouts; the “other side of tracks” is literally true.
* Decaying brick, wood, and metal are sustainable art.
* The US is a visibly Christian country.
* Grain and livestock businesses still exist in Grain Belt, but fewer people are needed for labor, so almost everyone has migrated, leaving modern ghost towns.
* Signage is often purposefully quirky, an artistic brand expression.
* No one is outside in the US, they’re only visible getting into, inside, or getting out of cars.
* Wall art falls into three categories – gang or random graffiti, “endorsed” wall art (by a town or business), and “unendorsed” wall art, the latter being typically the most intense and artistic.
* More old buildings exist as you go south, probably because of increased density and less harsh weather.
* The Texas Panhandle looks like it’s been standing up to a strong wind for a long time.
* Texans use trees purposefully to frame their houses.
* Mexican-Hispanic influence increases nonlinearly as a function of closeness to the Mexican border.
* Abandoned buildings are a luxury of a rich society; the US can afford to build structures that last and afford to leave them to decay without stealing their materials or re-using them in some intelligent way.
* Is it possible that there’s a “Law of Conservation of Interestingness”? In awesome landscapes the buildings are boring and aren’t made to last; in boring landscapes (dry landscapes?) the buildings are made to be more interesting and last a long time, which in turn makes them even more interesting.
* Is virtual photography a new field?
A new set of power transmission towers is being erected in central Alberta and I drive by one section of it every morning on my way to work.
I had planned on making a trip to Lake Louise today to get some shots of the ice festival, but I cracked a couple of ribs falling on the ice on Saturday. I guess I'll have to rely on my archives for a while longer. Hopefully I'll be able to get out there shooting again soon.
Lego animated Gym Thanks to Peter Reid (Legoloverman) for the inspiration.
Driven by Lego Power functions.
One in a series of images titled 'Form minus Function'.
It's fair to say that type and ink only ever meet on a printed page. In this series of images, the two elements are presented to us in a way that is a little more unusual. Images of black and white ink in water are accompanied by small typographical letters to generate strange yet captivating forms that appear to float effortlessly in the air.
A contemporary tribute to traditional methods of print.
Best viewed large!
Technic functional goodness!
Even though I grew up with LEGO Technic before my semi-dark ages, my skills in it are still rusty. I struggled for weeks trying to make the 4-wheel drive, pendular suspension, steering, double V8 engine, and working flatbed.
I guess Flickr puts a limit on how long videos can be. A longer video is on youtube here: www.youtube.com/watch?v=WQ74OXBN3Rw&t=8s
Hingol National Park or Hungol National Park (Urdu: ہنگول) is the largest of National Parks of Pakistan. It is on the Makran coast in Balochistan and is approximately 190 km from Karachi. The area was declared reserved in 1988.[1]
The park area covers parts of the three districts: Lasbela, Gwadar and Owaran of Balochistan province. It contains a variety of topographical features and vegetation, varying from arid sub tropical forest in the north to arid montane in the west. Large tracts of the NP are covered with drift sand and can be classified as coastal semi desert. The National Park includes the estuary of the Hingol river which supports a significant diversity of bird and fish species.
Currently, 20 staff members including 18 game watchers, two deputy rangers are responsible for the management of the Park under the guidance of the park Manager who reports to the Conservator and the Secretary Wildlife, Forest, Livestock, Environment and Tourism.
The shrine of Devi Hinglaj, the holiest among the 51 Shakti Peeths of Hinduism is situated in the park. It is a 15km trek from the main road. There is also a dirt track that leads to the site. Several thousand pilgrims visit the shrine each year.
Detailed inventories of wildlife were undertaken in 2006 and will be completed in the first half of 2007. Hingol is known to support at least 35 species of mammals, 65 species of amphibians and reptiles and 185 species of birds. Some 250 plant species were recorded in the initial surveys including 7 yet undescribed species. Many more species are yet to be collected.
The park forms an excellent habitat to wild Sindh Ibex, Afghan Urial and Chinkara Gazelle. Ibex is found in all steep mountain ranges and numerous in the Hinglaj and Rodani Kacho Mountain areas. Total population is estimated over 3000. The Urial populations are small and occur in isolated populations. The Machi and Upper Pachhri Mountains harbour the largest populations. Total population is less than 1000. The Chinkara occurs in good numbers along the great rivers (Nal-Hingol, Arra, Babro-Mar) in the Northern Plains and in the Harian and Maniji-Gurangatti valley areas. Elsewhere populations have been extirpated are very low. The total populations are preliminary estimated between 800-1200.
The Hingol River banks, estuary and mudflats forms an important habitat for migratory birds. About 40% of the bird species is related to water habitats. Migratory birds listed to visit Hingol include Dalmatian and Spot-billed Pelican, Sociable Plover, Spoonbills, Black Ibis, Black and White Stork. The Houbara Bustard (Chlamydotis undulata) visits the plains and valleys.
The River Hingol has been nurturing crocodiles for centuries. The Marsh Crocodile (Crocodylus palustris) occurs over large areas along the Hingol-Nal and some tributaries up to more than 100 km inland. The total population is about 50. There are several beaches along the more than 100 km coastline, however few tirtles visit the beaches nowadays. Historical records includes Olive Ridley (Lepidochelys olivacea) and Green Marine Turtles (Chelonia mydas). The vulnerable Spiny Tail Lizard (Uromastyx hardwickii) a mainly vegetarian lizard finds its most western distribution in Hingol.
Mammals in the park include Leopard, Jungle Cat, Caracal and Indian Desert Cat, Indian Fox, Bengal Fox and Sand Fox, Golden Jackal, Sindh Ibex, Afghan Urial, Chinkara Gazelle, Honey Badger, Indian Pangolin, Hedgehog (probably more than one species), Indian Crested Porcupine, Indian Grey Mongoose, Five striped Palm Squirrel, Wild Boar, Cape Hare and Desert Hare, Cairo Spiny mouse, Grey Spiny Mouse, Persian Jird, Indian Desert Jird and Libyian Jird, House Mouse, Roof Rat, and Mouse like Hamster. Wolf (Canis lupus pallipes) and Striped Hyena (Hyaena hyaena) are on the brink of extinction. The Leopard and Caracal populations are low.
The park has very few caves/ grottos, including one in the Dhrun Mountains with a bat population.
Birds in the park include Houbara Bustard, Dalmatian and Spot-billed Pelican, Bonnelli's eagle, Imperial eagle, Tawny eagle, Golden eagle, Eurasian griffon vulture, Egyptian vulture, Cinereous vulture, Lagger falcon, Red-headed merlin, Kestrel, Close-Barred sandgrouse, Grey partridge, See See partridge, Stone Curlew, Indian sand grouse, Coronetted sand grouse, Painted sand grouse, Eagle owl, Sind pied woodpecker, Hume's chat, Brown rock pipit, Striped buning, Finche larks, Hoopoe, Shrikes and Wheatears.
The Marsh Crocodile, Olive Ridley and Green Marine Turtles, Desert Monitor lizard, Yellow Monitor lizard, and different species of lizard and chameleon have been found in the park.
The government is all set to slice land off the Hingol National Park, the country’s largest, as the Pakistan Air Force and another defence-related organisation eye the prized real estate near the estuary whose value is likely to increase phenomenally once the Gwadar port starts functioning.
Sources in the Balochistan revenue department told Dawn that while the PAF has asked for around 80,000 acres (320 km²), including 23,000 acres (93 km²) in the national park, Pakistan Space and Upper Atmosphere Research Commission’s demand is for eight mauzas. [2]
You may recognize this structure from some of my other photos, but I just really love the shape and the way it plays with light. This is the Tacoma Glass Museum whose interesting design serves to house the Glass Blowing Shop and observation area while allowing exhaust and cooling for the giant blast furnaces. fineartamerica.com/profiles/1-jason-jacobs.html
Neuburg Castle with Saint Nepomuk statue, Neuburg an der Donau, Bavaria
Some background information:
John of Nepomuk (born 1345 - died 1395) is a national saint of the Czech Republic. He was drowned in the Vltava river at the behest of Wenceslaus, King of the Romans and King of Bohemia. Later accounts state that he was the confessor of the queen of Bohemia and refused to divulge the confessional secret. On the basis of this account, John of Nepomuk is considered the first martyr of the seal of confession, a patron against calumnies and – because of the manner of his death – a protector from floods. Statues of him – just like this one on the Danube Bridge in Neuburg – can be found on many bridges in Germany.
The little town of Neuburg an der Donau is the capital of the Upper Bavarian Neuburg-Schrobenhausen district. It was founded in the 8th century as a bishop’s see. Later is became the main place of a pfalzgraviate. In 1505 the duchy of Pfalz-Neuburg was formed with Neuburg as its residential city.
In 1522 Ottheinrich became count palatine of Pfalz-Neuburg. In 1527 he started to transform the castle grounds from the Early Middle Ages into a great Renaissance castle, which nowadays still belongs to the major German castle grounds from the first half of the 16th century. At later times his successors added a renaissance west wing and a baroque east wing.
Count palatine Ottheinrich himself was a remarkable man: Not only did he live in the same time as Henry VIII, King of England, but also bore a close resemblance to him – regarding both the physiognomy as well as the life. Ottheinrich had similar craggy features and like Henry VIII he even suffered from obesity in his later years. Just like the King of England Ottheinrich also apostatised, converting from Catholicism to Protestantism. But unlike Henry VIII Ottheinrich only married once, although his marriage stayed childless.
The interiors of Neuburg Castle are open to the public. Besides some renaissance rooms, the chapel and the grotto an exceptional gallery of Flemish paintings can also
be visited - including artworks of Rubens, van Dyck, Jan Brueghel the Elder, Jordaens, Teniers and van Eertvelt.
Happy Easter to all of you!
Ryecroft Junction, which is directly to the north of Walsall and where the Sutton Park Line starts its southward orientation and the line to Rugeley, bifurcate. It was here on the North Road bridge that Jim Knight and myself, started our journey taking in spots on the afore mentioned Sutton Park Line, south to Water Orton.
66053, which had come from Felixstowe and was travelling to Burton, was the first train to appear in our lenses.
Ryecroft Function. Ryecroft Junction. Walsall.
18-03-2017.