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Learn how to make this Best Birthday Minion Cake for your kids birthday party or any other special kiddie occasion. Check out what makes it so special.
After all our exploring was done today, we ran a few errands and bought the girls a Slip-n-Slide. The three of them played all afternoon.
Upon launching herself at the slide, she would exclaim "Let Me Show You How its Done!"
A few weeks ago I met up with a couple of guys from flickr Voluntary Ranger & Steve Liptrot at Tarn Hows in the English Lake District. We had a great day out, the weather was kind and the views were amazing.
Tarn Hows is an area of the Lake District National Park, containing a picturesque tarn, approximately two miles (3.2 km) northeast of Coniston and about one and a half miles (2.5 km) northwest of Hawkshead. It is one of the most popular tourist destinations in the area with over half a million visitors per year in the 1970s and is managed by the National Trust.
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A close up look at how VMR have set their track up. Rail on a chair and then fixed into the plastic sleeper.
A visit to the Victorian Miniature Railway 08-09-2018.
The Sherwood Forest Faire is a smallish Renaissance Festival about 40 miles SE of Austin. Despite its size, it is a great event - excellent entertainment and a lot of cool people to shoot. These photos are from the last weekend of the 2014 season - it was a great day for the performers and visitors but very bad for photographers - very sunny; lots of harsh shadows and dappled lighting. Despite that, it was a great day - and I can't wait for the 2015 season!
How silly to have a update in the same day. I just added a LED Ped Crossing Signal to one of my Traffic Light. I added it right after the pictures this morning. I forgot to add it before I took the pictures.
Illustration from How The Leopard Got his Spots by Rudyard Kipling.
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05.12.2018 Action Hub. How One Schoolgirl has Inspired the World
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Dussehra commemorates the victory of good over evil. It is the day when Lord Rama killed the ten headed demon king Ravana. People throughout India celebrate the auspicious occasion of Dussehra in their own way. Each region has its own specialty. In several regions burning of effigy of Ravana and his subordinates takes place that symbolizes the power of goodness is above all kind of evil powers. As Lord Rama fought a battle of ten days with demon king Ravana to rescue his abducted wife, the day of his victory is called ‘Vijaya Dashmi’ which means the tenth day of victory. It is believed that it is not only the victory of Lord Rama over Ravana but it is the victory of mankind. So the day is celebrated with great religious fervor and believed that whenever evil power will try to rule humanity, God will appear to rescue His devotees.
HOW WE DO THINGS AT KEEN, N. DAK.
SUGAR BEETS
Date: 1909
Source Type: Postcard
Publisher, Printer, Photographer: Alfred Stanley Johnson, S. Langsdorf and Company
Postmark: October 24, 19??, Keene, North Dakota
Collection: Steven R. Shook
Copyright 2010. Some rights reserved. The associated text may not be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without prior written permission of Steven R. Shook.
The Boston event began at 9AM in Roxbury at the Madison Park Technical & Vocational High School, from where students and supporters marched down Columbus Ave through Boston's South End to Park Square, ending on Boston Common for a massive rally. While police estimated that 50,000 people marched, that doesn't include the many thousands who lined the march route, held signs, and cheered on the marchers, or the many people who attended the rally on Boston Common but did not march. Organizers estimated that more than 100,000 people marched and rallied on Boston Common, which is easy to believe seeing photos of the event.
#marchforourlives #marchforourlivesboston
This is how I 9shot stills & video of Kelly Slater winning the 2011 US Open at the same time with the 9shooter bracket!
Stills: www.flickr.com/photos/herosjourneymythology45surf/sets/72...
Video: www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ga7aj6rMKe4
I "9shot" the photos at the same time I was shooting slow-mo HD video which can be seen here: www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ga7aj6rMKe4
Enjoy!
Shot at the Huntington Beach pier in Southern California!
The slow-mo HD video was shot with a new Panasonic HDC-TM900K 32GB Internal Flash Memory High Definition Camcorder, 1920 x 1080 HD, which was mounted next to my Canon Ti3 via my 9shooter bracket, and zoomed out at 20x (which pretty much matched the Canon ti3 with the 150-500 zoom at 500 mm).
The HD video was then slowed down to 24p from 60p in post, using adobe premiere 5.5.
Kelly Slater was amazing! So cool to capture the Canon stills & HD video @ the same time wth the 9shooter. :) Rock on Kelly! He was simply super-human out there!
These actual pics of my 9shooter rig are HDR, shot with a Sony Alpha 550.
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this strange little bug was found on the kitchen floor at our pastor's house (jonathan is house sitting while they are away!)
jonathan quickly noted that it was a scorpion...
On my blog is a description and how to make your own whiteboard soooo much better than those smudgy boring whitboards.
This morning, Ayumi woke-up with a new haircut ^__^
Everytime I cut my Blythe's hair, I'm scary to made something horrible!
I'm happy about the result this time!
I think she was already cute before... But now, she is Super Cute >____<
“How far can your plane go, 1,2,3,4?.. Shout it Loud!!!
Airplane paper flight at WFN Airport, was tested today.
The activity was great to enhance their motor skills and cognitive skills. These skills were put to work during the airplane paper flight.
Date trees, one of the symbols of UAE was planted today in their ‘World Wanderers’ class.
The day began with hopping on numbers, shapes and phonics called out to them. That was a review for what was done during the week.
The ‘Crazy Designers’ had buildings made out of card board papers with some primary colors on their the roof. The activity was to develop their creativity and to have an idea of Primary colors.
The day ended with kids coloring and tracing straight and side lines.
The Children enjoyed hooked pocket dance, matching phonics and popping balloons in search for numbers. That was to learn the number concepts.
Tracing and UAE soveinor craft was mind refreshing.
On the whole, the kids were busy focussing on their necessary skills and has a relaxed learning this week.
Happy Weekend to All…
When I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh. You called me your child, and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend. Whenever I was "bad," you'd shake your finger at me and ask "How could you?" -- but then you'd relent and roll me over for a bellyrub. My housebreaking took a little longer than expected, because you were
terribly busy, but we worked on that together. I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed and listening to your confidences and secret dreams,
and I believed that life could not be any more perfect. We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice cream (I only got the cone because "ice cream is bad for dogs" you said), and I took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home at the end of the day. Gradually, you began spending more time at work and on your career,and more time searching for a human mate. I waited for you patiently, comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments, never chided you about bad decisions, and romped with glee at your homecomings, and when you fell in love. She, now your wife, is not a "dog person" -- still I welcomed her into our home, tried to show her affection, and obeyed her. I was happy because you were happy. Then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement. I was fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I wanted to mother them, too. Only she and you worried that I might hurt them, and I spent most of my time banished to another room, or to a dog crate. Oh, how I wanted to love them, but I became a "prisoner of love." As they began to grow, I became their friend. They clung to my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked fingers in my eyes, investigated my ears, and gave me kisses on my nose. I loved everything about them and their touch -- because your touch was now so infrequent -- and I would've defended them with my life if need be. I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams, and together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway. There had been a time, when others asked you if you had a dog, that you produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me. These past few years, you just answered "yes" and changed the subject. I had gone from being "your dog" to "just a dog," and you resented every expenditure on my behalf. Now, you have a new career opportunity in another city, and you and they will be moving to an apartment that does not allow pets. You've made the right decision for your "family," but there was a time when I was your only family. I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal shelter. It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of hopelessness. You filled out the paperwork and said "I know you will find a good home for her." They shrugged and gave you a pained look. They understand the realities facing a middle-aged dog, even one with "papers." You had to pry your son's
fingers loose from my collar as he screamed "No, Daddy!
Please don't let them take my dog!" And I worried for him, and what
lessons you had just taught him about friendship and loyalty, about
love and responsibility, and about respect for all life. You gave me a good-bye pat on the head, avoided my eyes, and politely refused to take my collar and leash with you. You had a deadline to meet and now I have one, too. After you left, the two nice ladies said you probably knew about your upcoming move months ago and made no attempt to find me another good home. They shook their heads and asked "How could you?" They are as attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy schedules allow. They feed us, of course, but I lost my appetite days ago. At first, whenever anyone passed my pen, I rushed to the front, hoping it was you that you had changed your mind -- that this was all a bad dream... or I hoped it would at least be someone who cared, anyone who might save me. When I realized I could not compete with the frolicking for attention of happy puppies, oblivious to their own fate, I retreated to a far corner and waited. I heard her footsteps as she came for me at the end of the day, and I padded along the aisle after her to a separate room. A blissfully quiet room. She placed me on the table and rubbed my ears, and told me not to worry. My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a sense of relief. The prisoner of love had run out of days. As is my nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden which she bears weighs heavily on her, and I know that, the same way I knew your every mood. She gently placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear ran down her cheek. I licked her hand in the same way I used to comfort you so many years ago. She expertly slid the hypodermic needle into my vein. As I felt the sting and the cool liquid coursing through my body, I lay down sleepily, looked into her kind eyes and murmured "How could you?"Perhaps because she understood my dogspeak, she said "I'm so sorry." She hugged me, and hurriedly explained it was her job to make sure I went to a better place, where I wouldn't be ignored or abused or abandoned, or have to fend for myself -- a place of love and light so very different from this earthly place. And with my last bit of energy, I tried to convey to her with a thump of my tail that my "How could you?" was not directed at her. It was directed at you, My Beloved Master, I was thinking of you. I will think of you and wait for you forever. May everyone in your life continue to show you so much loyalty.
this story made me cry ='(
Seattle MEDIC ONE pulls ON the playing field,At the San Fran-
Seattle Football Game today to grab a badly hurt San Francisco
Player in the first quarter !!!! I Hope He is OK !!!( Trenton Cannon )
How to put on (side and front view) and take off (side view) the sweaters. Note, if the dog puts its weight on the leg that you want to lift, just press against the dog on the opposite side of the body. Dogs naturally shift their weight against pressure.
(Having a hard time putting on and taking off? Your sweater may not be properly fit--it may be that you requested a sweater length that is too long. Please contact me about corrections.)
... does an 88 year old get to gaze out his first childhood bedroom windows and remember the good old days on the farm. My father was fortunate enough to have this opportunity this past weekend. One of his comments was that he wished he had his brother's trumpet so that he could serenade the coyotes.