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I recently finished short prose/essays by Elena Ferrante where she wrote about a subject each week for a year for The Guardian and rather enjoyed her musings on being an author, mother, human, lover of films, admirer of Daniel Day Lewis, and being Italian,
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The sun trying to break through this morning, provided some nice colour as it shone on the frosted ferms.
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Our local estuary, part of the Space Force Base, gets some heavenly intervention....
(couldn't decide between the 2 rainbow images so I'm going to let the flickrmind decide-only ONE will survive!)
I was there to help too, but above all I loved to watch the whole scene, especially the fire and the care with which C. handled the challenging intervention.
Once again, I know not what kind of wildflower this is. If anyone can help me I would greatly appreciate it! It was growing by the roadside in the deep part where it would be more moist, and they grew in clusters. I thought maybe it was joe-pye weed, but it doesn't seem big enough.
Jardín de Cactus was the last intervention work César Manrique performed in Lanzarote.
The artist from Lanzarote could see beyond how run down the ancient rofera was. Roferas were the quarries that raids are taken from to create a very particular home for cactaceae flowers from all over he world.
Surrounded by the largest cactus plantation of the island, dedicated to crops of cochineal insect, a product of great financial relevance in Lanzarote in the 19th Century. Jardín de Cactus has around 4,500 specimens of 450 different species, of 13 different families of cactus from the five continents. The green shade of the plants stands out against the blue sky and the dark volcano creating a harmonious explosion of colour that impresses visitors. The only sounds that break the peace and quiet that prevails, are singing birds and boozing insects, enjoying their very own oasis.
High volcanic ash monoliths, that maintain the memory of years gone by, challenging plants from America, Africa and Oceania. At the top, on a small hill, windmills can be seen on the horizon, still standing, where Canarian cornmeal was ground dating back to the 19th Century.
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Why Does My Soul feel so Bad ... Moby
Need divine intervention
Need to C the light
God Bless
Guy
In the summer of 1864, tens of thousands of Union POWs were dying of thirst at the military prison in Andersonville, Georgia. Suddenly, a spring erupted from the ground within the stockade. The POWs credited its appearance to divine intervention, and "Providence Spring" became part of the established lore of the Civil War.
Castle Campbell was originally known as Castle Gloom, possibly deriving from the Scottish Gaelic: glom, meaning a chasm, and referring to the narrow gorges to either side of the site. The naturally defended position may have been the site of a motte in the 12th century. The present tower was built in around 1430 for John Stewart, Lord Lorne (d.1463), or one of his kinsmen. About 1460, the property was acquired by Colin Campbell, 1st Earl of Argyll (d.1493), on his marriage to Isabel Stewart, Lord Lorne's daughter. The first historical record of the castle dates from the following year, when Pope Paul II issued a bull against Walter Stewart, son of Lord Lorne, for attacking and damaging the "Place of Glowm". Campbell, who was at the papal court at the time, may have been instrumental in arranging the Pope's intervention. The tower shows signs of early rebuilding following this episode.
The acquisition of Castle Gloom expanded the power of the Campbell family, from Argyll in the west into central Scotland, and suited Colin Campbell's position as Master of the Household to King James III of Scotland, which required his frequent presence at court. In February 1490, Campbell petitioned the newly crowned King, James IV of Scotland, to formally change the name of Gloom to "Castle Campbell", and this was done by an act of parliament. The change in name may imply that the term "castle" was seen as particularly prestigious, requiring royal approval for its use. At this time, the castle would have comprised the tower house, with other buildings arranged around the courtyard and gardens outside. The east range was probably added first, and some time after the accession of the 2nd Earl in 1493, the large south range was begun. This building shows the influence of the contemporary works at Stirling Castle, now known as the King's Old Building. It included a state apartment of hall, outer chamber and bedchamber, with large south-facing windows overlooking the gardens, and a view across the Devon Valley. The range also provided additional private lodgings, and was accessed via two symmetrically placed stairways facing the courtyard.
Dieser LRZ (Stützpunkt Rotkreuz) hatte wohl im Rahmen der starken Schneefälle alle Hände voll zu tun. Hier ist er unterwegs in Richtung Freiamt, ca. 2 Stunden später kehrte er mit einem Flirt am Hacken zurück.
While shooting an abandoned farm house in the Caroline, Alberta, area, this small herd of cattle came to see what I was doing.
“And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don't believe in magic will never find it.”
― Roald Dahl
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SOMEWHERE ONLY WE KNOW – LILY ALLEN
AGENT OF GOOD FORTUNE
Like a muse you came to me
the news was so very good to read
I saw the writing on every wall
and in every mirror reflections of your soul
shadows whispering round my heels
soft, floating wishes; an agent of good fortune
marching your feet so very tirelessly
and though I am quite an effort
I am so happy you think I'm worth it
for I've never met another man like you
and I don't suppose I ever wanted to
because you are truly one of a kind
the kind of man who gets me so completely
that I feel whole instead of a jumbled puzzle
a broken plaything that someone else grew tired of
and abandoned me to myself,
like a discarded toy high up on a dusty shelf
but what a gift; a treasure they left so far behind and never knew
like in a fairy tale you woke me from my endless reverie
A Prince that listens to all my tales of woe and misery
and never fails to make me smile
who listens to my nonsense
and levels it with such good advice;
someone who's prepared to go that extra mile
I hear you laughing now, so at least in equal measures
a pinch of sarcasm amid our hidden pleasures
but I can take it; my shoulders broad
even if only metaphorically
but then metaphysically my poetry
doesn't need to rhyme
because the emphasis is on the words
the meanings and not beating time
I know you like it to be simpler
and you pretend to misunderstand
but I know you're smarter
than the average bear Boo-Boo
I can sometimes wax lyrical if you prefer
but I can't always tell how it will end
because I write in a stream of consciousness
and when I read it back
it's often the first I've heard of it
there's no accounting for what's hidden in our minds
but what I do know is what is in my heart
and you captivated a part of me right from the start
it's as though somewhere in the universe
a split appeared and then I fell to Earth
but you'd already been here for a little while
and never knew until one day you saw me smile
and it hit you that I was the other half of you
but there's nothing to be done about it
at least not in this incarnation
even if we had the right inclination
we cannot mess with divine intervention
but be patient because we already
waited several lifetimes
so what's another one or two
and this time round I have a photographic memory
so I will remember and not make the same mistakes again next time
and when the portal to our dreams opens up it's doors once more
I will wait for the perfect moment
and then I will be yours
and we will go to that special place
that special somewhere that only we can know
where there's no other place we want to go
you know the place I mean
it looms so large in both our dreams
I think that you will be my rock
the anchor that weights me down
for in this world I'm only floating
round and round trying hard to never be found
because I don't want to be with anyone else
I'm holding out for another lifetime
when you and I can dance around
and we will be forever bound
together ...
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L'uomo uscì di casa a mezzogiorno. Il sole batteva forte e deciso, in giro non c'era nessuno, la città era deserta.
Camminava per le vie vuote portando con sé il suo cartello e ripetendo a bassa voce il suo rosario incomprensibile.
Dalle finestre qualche occhio non resisteva alla tentazione di guardare lo show, annunciato ormai da qualche giorno. Gli occhi sbirciavano l'uomo, poi si facevano irridenti, beffardi, a sottolineare quella che tutti chiamavano "pazzia".
Intanto che camminava per le strade del quartiere, qualcuno si mise anche sul marciapiede, nonostante il caldo, a guardarlo passare. Ma nessuno diceva niente e nessuno si univa alla marcia solitaria dell'uomo.
Dopo che era passato il quartiere tornò a nascondersi, come se non fosse successo niente. Lui intanto continuava a battere le strade, imperterrito. Quando arrivò in una stradina, dopo un'ora che camminava, vide tutto bianco.
Crollò per terra, sfiancato dal caldo estivo. La bocca e gli occhi aperti. Nessuno si accorse di lui.
Byzantine church, the original building which is cruciform church with a dome, which is supported on four columns with Roman capitals. Built in the 11th century in honor of the Virgin and in remembrance of the Entry of the Temple of the Lord.
In 1834 the church risked to destroy trying restoration and landscaping of the capital of the newly established Greek state, but was saved at the last minute by the intervention of the father of King Otto, Ludwig of Bavaria.
Βυζαντινή εκκλησία, το αρχικό κτίριο είναι σταυροειδής ναός με τρούλο, που στηρίζεται σε τέσσερις κίονες με ρωμαϊκά κιονόκρανα. Χτισμένο τον 11ο αιώνα προς τιμήν της Παναγίας και σε ανάμνηση των Εισοδίων της Θεοτόκου.
Το 1834 η εκκλησία κινδύνευε να καταστρέψει την προσπάθεια αποκατάστασης και εξωραϊσμού της πρωτεύουσας του νεοσύστατου ελληνικού κράτους, αλλά σώθηκε την τελευταία στιγμή χάρις στην παρέμβαση του πατέρα του βασιλιά Όθωνα, Λουδοβίκου της Βαυαρίας.
I believe in Divine Intervention! Seriously I am waiting daily for a Divine Intervention in that horrible stuff happening to God's children in Ukraine! We need only to believe..
A miracle or act of God that causes something good to happen
or stops something bad from happening!!
Colony IL
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I find myself drawn toward scenes where light penetrates darkness. I found this light shining on the edges of a huge boulder that was split in two at Natural Bridge, SC. It reminds me of the cosmic struggle between good and evil.
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Gato montés o gato salvaje en el Centro Fauna, Món Natura Pirineus, Les Planes de Son, Pallars Sobirà, Cataluña.
Wildcat at the Wildlife Centre, Món Natura Pirineus, Les Planes de Son, Pallars Sobirà, Catalonia.
ENGLISH
The MónNatura Pirineus Wildlife Centre enables visitors to see firsthand the wildlife species that make up the Pyrenees. Here we find animals which for various reasons are unable to suckle from their mothers at the time of their birth. At this point human intervention becomes necessary, and, through an imprinting process, their dignity can be restored and they can live in a state similar to their natural habitat.
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ESPAÑOL
Para conocer algunas de las especies más respresentativas que conforman la fauna salvaje de los Pirineos, MónNatura Pirineus dispone del centro de fauna. En este espacio encontramos animales que en el momento de nacer tuvieron problemas y, como consecuencia, su madre no quiso amamantarlos. Es en este momento cuando interviene el ser humano y, mediante un proceso de improntación, se les puede recuperar y dignificar su vida en un estado similar al de su hábitat natural.
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CATALÀ
Per conèixer de primera mà les espècies que conformen la fauna salvatge dels Pirineus, MónNatura Pirineus disposa del Centre de Fauna. En aquest espai hi trobem espècies animals que, en el moment del néixer, van tenir problemes, i com a conseqüència, la seva mare no va participar en l’alletament. És en aquest moment que hi intervé l’ésser humà i, mitjançant un procés d’impressió, se’ls pot recuperar i dignificar la seva vida en un estat similar al del seu hàbitat natural.