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Natalia is back at Nitroglobus and I am super glad with her creative, always surprising, colorful and unique works on the walls of the gallery. This time her exhibition is based on the experiences of several people in Second Life love relationships.
An interesting theme in my humble opinion :-)
Opening party:
Tuesday, 10 March 1 pm SLT (= 21 hrs Amsterdam time).
YES .... 1 pm SLT coz it's SUMMER TIME in the USA.
Music by DJ Ferdy
Dido Haas
Taxi to Nitroglobus: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Sunshine%20Homestead/38/25...
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'The Meaning of Love' (in SL)
Beside the 'happy' and 'sad' love affairs, which are more or less equal to the ones in RL, there are also the love affairs that fail because of the specific RISKS present when getting involved in a virtual relationship. Natalia calls this 'the dark side'.
For example: the large amount of people who lie, who pretend to be a person they are not, giving false information, showing fake pictures, etc.
People with addictions, people with mental disorders, people with more that one avatar (ALTs) used for 'bad' purposes like spying or harassing, or, used even to have other 'lives' with other relationships.
People who do ghosting: the practice of ceasing all communication and contact with a partner, without any apparent justification and subsequently ignoring any attempts to reach out or communicate made by said partner.
Behind the screen people tend to show the good and hide their flaws. There are many disappointments.
It seems that everything in SL happens more fast then in RL: some people meet, immediately start a relationship and get married (partnered). However, most of the time a fast start indicates a fast ending. One of the reasons being that in the minds of the partners they create an ideal figure of who they hope to find. This idealization creates expectations and people get hurt when things don't go as they expected. The mind can turn 'nothing' into 'everything' and 'everything' into 'nothing'.
Love in SL is it real or just a fantasy?
Image and text by Natalia Seranade
Poster by David Silence
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World Heritage Listed - Lord Howe Island
Lord Howe Island is known as "The Last Paradise" and not without some considerable justification.
The coral surrounding the island and in the lagoon is the furthest southern coral in the world apart from some coral around Balls Pyramid 20km South East of Lord Howe.
With global warming seriously threatening the very existence of Australia's Great Barrier Reef it looks as if Lord Howe will be a last refuge for coral reefs as we know them today.
There are legally limited numbers of cars residents and visitors to World Heritage listed Lord Howe and the only way to get around is on foot or by bicycle or boat.
Accommodation is limited so costs are comparatively high.Nevertheless the natural beauty of this magnificent paradise make every dollar spent well worthwhile.
At least 10 days is needed to actively explore the island and you will need every bit of that time as every day starts early and ends late,and you will be a whole lot fitter by the time you jump reluctantly back on the plane home.
Google Map of Lord Howe Island
For an excellent blog in 2 parts by moloch05 click on these links
Day 1
It's been a while since I've done Singles In.
Have recently moved and am back on property.
Feeling a little inspired as I am quietly horrified by how much gear I have amassed and have not touched (but still felt obliged to keep during my Big Move).
So this is justification for All The Gear.
Will see how long I last. Especially as I will be back to full time work on the 6th.
Shot handheld so it's a little soft. I don't think I got focus quite right despite focus peaking. Reds also are a little blown out. I've done some post editing to fix but still not quite right.
I entered 335 as the focal length, but not quite sure it's the right number to enter in. Have to use a ptx110-p/q adapter.
Pentax 110 50mm 1:2.8, f16 (lensbaby adapter)
The lure of two green 'Jubilees' featuring in the Severn Valley Railway's Spring Steam Gala was enough justification to get out of bed on what was a wet and miserable Easter Bank Holiday Monday morning. Any gloom soon disappeared with sight of both 'Bahamas' (see earlier posts) and of course, West Coast Railway's No. 45699 'Galatea' working under the guise of long lost classmate No. 45627 'Sierra Leone, seen arriving into Kidderminster with the 09.05am service from Hampton Loade. Copyright Photograph John Whitehouse - all rights reserved
PHOTO NOT MINE
UNIVERSAL QUESTION: DOES ISLAM PROMOTE VIOLENCE?
1. Does Islam promote violence, bloodshed, and brutality since the Qur’an says that Muslims should kill the kuffar wherever they find them?
ANSWER: NO. Let us study the following misquoted verses of the Holy Qur'an used by those who want to perpetuate the myth that Islam promotes violence, and exhorts its followers to kill those outside the faith of Islam.
2.What is the particular verse cited by Islam critics to distort Islam as a religion?
This verse: "Kill the mushriqeen (pagans, polytheists, kuffar)
wherever you find them". [Al-Qur’an 9:5]
----This verse is OFTEN USED by the critics of Islam to show that Islam promotes violence, bloodshed, and brutality. They cite this to support their BIASED theory motivated by religious hatred by identifying Islam with TERRORISM which is the EXACT PROHIBITION IN THE Holy Qur'an.
3. WHY do the critics of Islam intentionally MISQUOTE this verse?
The answer is simple: to show that Muslims WILL NOT SPARE non-Muslims if only to follow this verse and put it into practice.
This is an act that ABSOLUTELY DISTORTS the essence of Islam and the ANTI-THESIS OF WHAT ISLAM IS.
This verse SHOWS ONLY A PART of the entire message in the HOLY QUR'AN. What the critics DID NOT SHOW are the ENTIRE VERSES which is composed of Surah 1,2,3,4,5,6,7.
The intentional skip by not mentioning the other related verses explains the motive of the critics-- TO MISEDUCATE about Islam.
By citing only this particular verse, it provokes MISUNDERSTANDING among the Muslims and the non-Muslims which will lead to an impression that ISLAM is a militant faith and purely anti non-Muslims. If you believe this, you become a victim of the hate campaign against Islam.
Now, in order to understand the entire message of the Holy Qur'an, let me, therefore, cite the hidden and intentionally deleted SURAH 6 by the critics of ISLAM.
It says:
"If one amongst the pagans ask thee for asylum, grant it to him, so that he may hear the word of Allah; and then escort him to where he can be secure that is because they are men without knowledge.
" [Al-Qur’an 9:6]
What message do you get from this verse?
The act of FORGIVENESS, right? But staunch critics of
Islam like Arun Shourie in India DID NOT CITE VERSE 6 of SURAH 9 for obvious reasons. What he kept citing in his arguments is VERSE 5 of Chapter 9 of the Holy Qur'an.
Shourie quotes verse 5 of Surah Taubah chapter 9 in his book "The World of Fatwahs’, on page 572. After quoting
verse 5 he jumps to verse 7 of Surah Taubah. Any sensible
person will realize that he has skipped verse 6.
4. WHAT THEREFORE IS THE ENTIRE MESSAGE OF CHAPTER 9 OF THE HOLY QUR'AN?
Chapter 9 of the Holy Qur'an is not a message of war but
of Forgiveness. That even if war has to be made against
those who violated the rights of Muslims or have
transgressed them to serve their evil purpose, still, FORGIVENESS MUST BE GIVEN TO THOSE who
seek for it.
Here, please read the lines of this verse:
"But when the forbidden months are past, then fight and slay the Pagans wherever ye find them, and seize them, beleaguer them, and lie in wait for them in every stratagem (of war); but if they repent, and establish regular prayers and practice regular charity, then open the way for them: for Allah is oft-forgiving, Most Merciful."[Al-Qur’an 9:5]
If you will only read the first part about killing and delete the last lines, you will be guilty of "kitman", the intentional deletion of important lines in a verse to produce a different "hostile and violent" meaning.
5. WHAT is the REAL STORY behind CHAPTER 9 of the Holy Quran?
Chapter 9 discussed a history of a PEACE TREATY between the Muslims and the Mushriqs (pagans) of Makkah during that time when the following verse was written. The peace treaty was violated by the Mushriks of Makkah.
To consider preserving peace, the Muslims gave the Mushriks a period of four months to amend their ways
otherwise, the war would be declared against them.
TAKE NOTE of the fairness exercised by the Muslims during that time.: PATIENCE was given to the violators and there was no immediate declaration of war against them.
But this point is obviously hidden by Muslim critics.
The motive behind the intentional skip of VERSE 6 is to avoid making their argument ineffective against Islam.
Why many continue to adhere to this distorted belief is beyond my mind, but it is of prime importance that the truth
must be told to correct a wrong.
6. Miseducation and hate campaign against Islam:
Surah Taubah chapter 9 verse 5 is being used by the critics of Islam as justification for their allegation that Islam promotes violence, brutality, and bloodshed.
The truth about Islam is granting forgiveness to enemies who
repents and secure them in the name of Allah.
What is the point of killing? A true Muslim does not use religion to oppress and terrorize innocent civilians.
This is exactly what Allah (swt) says in the Glorious Qur’an to promote peace in the world.
This is a bit of a cheat, well kind of. It's a picture of two parts, both shot at the same time, same place just needing totally different exposures. If I metered for the hay truck the sky became totally washed out, which wasn't what I was seeing.
My justification is that this is what I saw if not what the camera saw - and besides I shouldn't need to justify a nice image, so I won't. So shut up then…err okay!
This 2022 image shows some of the tracks left by the Perseverance rover as it traveled to the west of this location in Jezero Crater. Part of the justification for this observation is to extend color coverage of the rover’s traverse.
Image cutout is less than 1 km (under a mile) across and the spacecraft altitude was 279 km (173 mi). For full observation details including images with scale bars, visit the source link.
www.uahirise.org/ESP_073635_1985
NASA/JPL-Caltech/Arizona
Teleportation dynamics - the last hope for a game where the levelling curve makes the end-game a steamroller with 1on1 confrontations. Shame the photogenic marco polo enthusiast here is also a bit of a slooomatic.
I know the game takes place in spring (which, coincidentally, could have been the justification for the teeth-grinding oversaturation?) but at the moment I cannot get enough of those wintry-autumny vibes (as irl, so in the virtual reality).
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Then it was over. In fact, it was truly done in a manner of completion far beyond what the crowd understood.
"After this, Jesus, knowing that all things had already been accomplished, to fulfill the Scripture, said, “I am thirsty.” A jar full of sour wine was standing there; so they put a sponge full of the sour wine upon a branch of hyssop and brought it up to His mouth. Therefore when Jesus had received the sour wine, He said, “It is finished!” And He bowed His head and gave up His spirit." John 19:28-30
God continued to provide physical types so that we could understand the spiritual activity. That cup of most bitter drink that Jesus had prayed three times in the Garden of Gethsemane might pass from Him if possible, was the Father's wrath at the sins of those Jesus would save. Having now completed that, having now paid in full every sin of every person He would save, Jesus now demonstrated this by drinking of the bitter wine He had refused before.
And He yielded to the physical death. Had evil prevailed over Christ? Hardly.
"For this reason the Father loves Me, because I lay down My life so that I may take it again. No one has taken it away from Me, but I lay it down on My own initiative. I have authority to lay it down, and I have authority to take it up again. This commandment I received from My Father.”" John 10:17-18
It has been well said that what death did to Jesus is nothing compared to what Jesus did to death.
"When it was evening, there came a rich man from Arimathea, named Joseph, who himself had also become a disciple of Jesus. This man went to Pilate and asked for the body of Jesus. Then Pilate ordered it to be given to him. And Joseph took the body and wrapped it in a clean linen cloth, and laid it in his own new tomb, which he had hewn out in the rock; and he rolled a large stone against the entrance of the tomb and went away." Matthew 27:57-60
Continuing to fulfill prophecy in the most exact details, Christ's redemptive work marched on with the appropriation of His tomb.
The work was not yet complete. Justification had been achieved through His substitutionary atoning death on the cross but there was more to be done before His people would be secured for Himself forever, But the hard part was over.
Now, Jesus could rest from His labor of justification. He was active even now spiritually while His physical body lay silent. The religious leaders who had pushed for His death, who had aroused the mob against Him were still afraid.
"Now on the next day, the day after the preparation, the chief priests and the Pharisees gathered together with Pilate, and said, “Sir, we remember that when He was still alive that deceiver said, ‘After three days I am to rise again.’ Therefore, give orders for the grave to be made secure until the third day, otherwise His disciples may come and steal Him away and say to the people, ‘He has risen from the dead,’ and the last deception will be worse than the first.” Pilate said to them, “You have a guard; go, make it as secure as you know how.” And they went and made the grave secure, and along with the guard they set a seal on the stone." Matthew 27:62-66
After all, had Jesus not already said,
"Jesus answered them, “Destroy this temple, and in three days I will raise it up.” The Jews then said, “It took forty-six years to build this temple, and will You raise it up in three days?” But He was speaking of the temple of His body. So when He was raised from the dead, His disciples remembered that He said this; and they believed the Scripture and the word which Jesus had spoken." John 2:19-21
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Paprihaven celebrates the foreordained plan of God in His work of redemption for lost sinners culminating in the victorious resurrection of Christ Jesus from the dead.
"“Men of Israel, listen to these words: Jesus the Nazarene, a man attested to you by God with miracles and wonders and signs which God performed through Him in your midst, just as you yourselves know— this Man, delivered over by the predetermined plan and foreknowledge of God, you nailed to a cross by the hands of godless men and put Him to death. But God raised Him up again, putting an end to the agony of death, since it was impossible for Him to be held in its power." Acts 2:22-24
Previous Resurrection Day celebrations at Paprihaven:
2016:
www.flickr.com/photos/paprihaven/25962038802/
2017:
www.flickr.com/photos/paprihaven/34054141545/
2018:
www.flickr.com/photos/paprihaven/41096879842/
2019:
www.flickr.com/photos/paprihaven/32688654147/
2020:
www.flickr.com/photos/paprihaven/49797426658/
2021:
www.flickr.com/photos/paprihaven/51092700833/
2022:
Watch the full episode at youtu.be/h1RK_stoKio
In this video, I go full pixel-peeing nerd and take you to a local beauty spot to see how much difference $10,000 makes to your landscape photography.
I pour all of my energy into capturing just one beautiful shot using two different camera systems, but I think I stepped in something stinky.
After hundreds of questions from viewers about the Fuji GFX100s, I decided the best way to answer these questions was to make a video addressing all of my loves and hates of this camera and whether or not I would buy it.
I also figured it would be helpful to do a comparison with a much more affordable camera system to see if there's really any justification for spending upwards of $11,000 just for one camera and one lens.
I finally reveal the results of the image test I posted a few days ago to see if my audience of discerning snobs got it right, you might be surprised with the results.
Thanks for watching Gavin Hardcastle - Fototripper.
On August 29th 1797 The Massacre of Tranent took place, when workers from the East Lothain town confronted the Cinque Port Light Dragoons to protest the conscription of men into the British Militia.
In 1793 Great Britain had entered the War of the First Coalition against France. Britain feared a French invasion, particularly in Ireland and Scotland, the latter having only been a part of the Union since 1707 and the Jacobite Risings still within living memory. The fear was not without justification, for the French had managed to land a small expeditionary force in Wales in February 1797, though it had quickly been dealt with by the local yeomanry.
In 1797 therefore the Militia Act was passed in Scotland, which empowered the Lord Lieutenants of Scotland to raise and command militia regiments in each of the "Counties, Stewartries, Cities, and Places" under their jurisdiction. The aim was to raise around 6,000 to 8,000 militiamen throughout Scotland who could be used to defend the country but could also be deployed elsewhere if needed. Furthermore, the militiamen represented a fertile pool for recruitment into the regular army, for while militia regiments were constitutionally separate from the army, from the 1790s militiamen were encouraged to volunteer, and did so in large numbers.
The act was initially deeply unpopular as it was believed the militia ballot would be used to enable the Crown to remove men from Scotland.
On August 28th a proclamation was drawn up by local people of Tranent to object to the conscription of Scots into the British Militia, to be used either for controlling their own people or for deployment elsewhere. The proclamation comprised four clauses:
We declare that we unanimously disapprove of the late Act of Parliament for raising 6000 militiamen in Scotland.
We declare that we will assist each other in endeavouring to repeal the said Act.
We declare that we are peaceably disposed; and should you, in endeavouring to execute the said Act, urge us to adopt coercive measures, we must look upon you to be the aggressors, and as responsible to the nation for all the consequences that may follow.
Although we may be overpowered in effecting the said resolution, and dragged from our parents, friends, and employment, to be made soldiers of, you can infer from this what trust can be reposed in us if ever we are called upon to disperse our fellow-countrymen, or to oppose a foreign foe.
The following day, the proclamation was handed to Major Wight, the commanding officer of the recruitment squad; it was initially ignored. Later, when a contingent from the local colliery communities, led by 'Jackie' (Joan) Crookston confronted the troops, their response was swift and bloody. Several of the protesters, including Crookston, were shot dead out of hand.
The protesters fled from the centre of the small town into the countryside, pursued by the Cinque Port Light Dragoons, who are reported to have cut down people indiscriminately, caring little whether they were involved in the protest or not. Casualty estimates range from around a dozen to twenty or more men, women and children dead, with more injured. After the slaughter the troopers are alleged to have carried out rapes and pillage in the small town.
The Light Dragoons' overall commanding officer was then Colonel Viscount Hawkesbury, (later 2nd Earl of Liverpool, and future British Prime Minister) who was not present. It was reported that "His lordship was blamed for remaining at Haddington, as his presence might have prevented the outrages of the soldiery."
I have just realised that this is almost exactly the same angle as some previous shots of this wreck. However, my justification is this - I have been planning for a while to get back here at dawn in the middle of Summer to get the right light angle ... and I think it has worked :)
[Explored - Highest position: 34 on Wednesday, January 7, 2009]
It has been well said, "What death did to Jesus is nothing compared to what Jesus did to death."
"But now Christ has been raised from the dead, the first fruits of those who are asleep. For since by a man came death, by a man also came the resurrection of the dead. For as in Adam all die, so also in Christ all will be made alive. But each in his own order: Christ the first fruits, after that those who are Christ’s at His coming, then comes the end, when He hands over the kingdom to the God and Father, when He has abolished all rule and all authority and power. For He must reign until He has put all His enemies under His feet. The last enemy that will be abolished is death. For He has put all things in subjection under His feet. But when He says, “All things are put in subjection,” it is evident that He is excepted who put all things in subjection to Him. When all things are subjected to Him, then the Son Himself also will be subjected to the One who subjected all things to Him, so that God may be all in all."
1 Corinthians 15:20-28
Just as Adam's fall was all of our fall, and we are born into sin, desiring sin, so Jesus' victory is the victory for all who repent and believe in Him for salvation. Jesus' resurrection is the seal of assurance on all of His previous works. That we receive perfect righteousness through His sinless life. That we receive justification before God through His atoning death. And that, through His resurrection, we receive spiritual life, no longer dead, but now able to understand, discern, and properly appraise the spiritual truths of God.
A lost soul is in darkness, unable to understand and so rejecting all of this as foolishness. But then God brings that soul into His light, resulting in salvation.
What, then, is the great object of love of the saved soul?
"that I may know Him and the power of His resurrection and the fellowship of His sufferings, being conformed to His death; in order that I may attain to the resurrection from the dead."
Philippians 3:10-11
We desire to know Him and the power of his resurrection. When he wrote this, Paul already knew the Lord Jesus by faith. He knew so much of him as to be able to teach others. He had looked to Jesus, and known the power of his death. But he now desired that the vision of his faith might become still better known by experience.
You may know a man, and have an idea that he is powerful; but to know him and his power over you, is a stage further. You may have read of a man so as to be familiar with his history and his character, and yet you may have no knowledge of him and of his personal influence over yourself.
Paul desired intimate acquaintance with the Lord Jesus, personal fellowship and communion with the Lord to such a degree that he should feel his power at every point, and know the effect of all that he had wrought out in his life, death, and resurrection.
Paul knew that Jesus died, and he aspired to rehearse the history in his own soul’s story: Paul would be dead with Jesus to the world.
He knew that Jesus was buried, and he would be “buried with him in baptism unto death.” He knew that Jesus rose, and his longing was to rise with him in newness of life. Yes, he even remembered that his Lord had ascended up on high, and he rejoiced to say, “and raised us up with Him, and seated us with Him in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus”
His great desire was to have reproduced in himself the life of Jesus, so as to know all about him by being made like him. And that is the desire of every truly born again soul, because that is what God gives us in salvation.
He is risen!
He is risen, indeed!
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Commentary adapted from Charles Spurgeon's sermon, "The Power of His Resurrection"
Previous Resurrection Day celebrations at Paprihaven:
Resurrection Day 2016:
www.flickr.com/photos/paprihaven/25962038802/
Resurrection Day 2017:
www.flickr.com/photos/paprihaven/33897668742/
Resurrection Day 2018:
www.flickr.com/photos/paprihaven/41096879842/
Resurrection Day 2019:
www.flickr.com/photos/paprihaven/32704545437/
Resurrection Day 2020:
www.flickr.com/photos/paprihaven/49797426658/
Resurrection Day 2021:
Sir Nicholas Bacon (28 December 1510 – 20 February 1579), was an English politician during the reign of Queen Elizabeth I of England, notable as Lord Keeper of the Great Seal. He was the father of the philosopher and statesman Sir Francis Bacon.
He was born at Chislehurst, Kent, the second son of Robert Bacon (1479 - 1548) of Drinkstone, Suffolk, by his wife Eleanor (Isabel) Cage. He graduated from Corpus Christi College, Cambridge in 1527,[1] and, after a period in Paris, he entered Gray's Inn, being called to the bar in 1533. Following the Dissolution of the Monasteries, Henry VIII gave him a grant of the manors of Redgrave, Botesdale, Gislingham,[2] and Gorhambury. Gorhambury belonged to St Albans Abbey and lay near the site of the vanished Roman city of Verulamium (modern day St Albans). From 1563 to 1568 he built a new house, Old Gorhambury House (now a ruin), which later became the home of Francis Bacon, his youngest son.
In 1545 he became a Member of Parliament, representing Dartmouth. The following year, he was made Attorney of the Court of Wards and Liveries, a prestigious and lucrative post, and by 1552 he had risen to become treasurer of Gray's Inn. As a Protestant, he lost preferment under Queen Mary I of England. However, on the accession of her younger sister, Elizabeth in 1558 he was appointed Lord Keeper of the Great Seal, largely owing to the influence of his brother-in-law William Cecil. Shortly afterwards, Bacon was knighted.
Bacon helped secure the position of Archbishop of Canterbury for his friend Matthew Parker, and in his official capacity presided over the House of Lords when Elizabeth opened her first parliament. Though an implacable enemy of Mary Queen of Scots, he opposed Cecil's policy of war against France, on financial grounds; but he favoured closer links with foreign Protestants, and was aware of the threat to England from the alliance between France and Scotland. In 1559 he was authorized to exercise the full jurisdiction of lord chancellor. In 1564 he fell temporarily into the royal disfavour and was dismissed from court, because Elizabeth suspected he was concerned in the publication of a pamphlet, A Declaration of the Succession of the Crowne Imperial of Ingland, by John Hales, which favoured the claim of Lady Catherine Grey (sister of Lady Jane Grey) to the English throne. Bacon's innocence having been admitted, he was restored to favour, and replied to a writing by Sir Anthony Browne, who had again asserted the rights of the house of Suffolk to which Lady Catherine belonged. He thoroughly distrusted Mary, Queen of Scots; objected to the proposal to marry her to Thomas Howard, 4th Duke of Norfolk; and warned Elizabeth that serious consequences for England would follow her restoration. He seems to have disliked the proposed marriage between the English queen and François, Duke of Anjou, and his distrust of the Roman Catholics and the French was increased by the St Bartholomew's Day massacre. As a loyal English churchman he was ceaselessly interested in ecclesiastical matters, and made suggestions for the better observation of doctrine and discipline in the church.
He died at Gorhambury[3] and was buried in St. Paul's Cathedral, his death calling forth many tributes to his memory. He had been an eloquent speaker, a learned lawyer, a generous friend; and his interest in education led him to make several gifts and bequests for educational purposes, including the foundation of a free grammar school at Redgrave.
He was twice married and by his first wife, Jane Ferneley, had three sons and three daughters.
Bacon's eldest son, Nicholas (c. 1540–1624), was member of parliament for the county of Suffolk and in 1611 was created premier baronet of England. This baronetcy is still held by his descendants, see Bacon Baronets. His second and third sons, Nathaniel (c. 1550–1622) and Edward (c. 1550–1618), also took some part in public life, and through his daughter, Anne, Nicholas was an ancestor of the Marquesses Townshend.
In 1553 he married his second wife Anne (1528–1610), daughter of Sir Anthony Cooke, by whom he had two sons, Anthony Bacon (1558–1601) and Francis Bacon (1561–1626).
Lady Anne Bacon [née Coke], (c. 1528 – 1610), was an English gentlewoman and scholar. She made a lasting contribution to English religious literature with her translation from Latin of John Jewel's Apologie of the Anglican Church (1564).
She was born in Essex, England, one of the five daughters of Anthony Cooke, tutor to Henry VIII’s only son Edward. Cooke ensured that each daughter received a thorough humanist education in languages and the classics. Anne, excelled in Greek, Latin, and Italian.
At twenty-two she translated and published Barnardine Ochyne of Siena's work Ochines Sermons from the Italian. Her translation from the Latin into English of Bishop John Jewel's work of 1564 Apology for the Church of England was a significant step in the intellectual justification of Protestantism in England. The work was a clarification of the differences between Anglicanism and Roman Catholicism, and was critical to the support of Elizabeth I's religious policies.
She married Sir Nicholas Bacon, Queen Elizabeth's Lord Chancellor, in 1553 and their son, possibly adopted, was Francis Bacon who later became a pioneer of the , scientific revolution.
She was for a while the head Lady-in-Waiting to Queen Elizabeth.
Her own views were strongly Puritan and she called for the eradication of all Popery in the Church of England but remained a member all her life.
When Jane Foster first debuted as Thor, I was one of THOSE comic book fans.
I complained about how Marvel was disrespecting the essence of Thor's character. I rambled about how this was the work of SJWs and that gender politics should have no place in comic books. I used it as additional justification that DC was better than Marvel (even though this is still an objective fact hehe). More than anything, I thought that those who were looking for representation could do so in dozens of other characters - just not my favorite legacy one.
Fast forward about 4.5 years later, and now my stance on representation has changed into something a lot more nuanced and unsure. Not only did I just grow up, but I've also had a lot of conversations and experiences that have made me reconsider why exactly representation is important, if at all.
One of my mom's college friends is a very outspoken advocate for the greater Asian-American immigrant community. When Crazy Rich Asians came out, he questioned whether the Asian-American representation that Hollywood had so greatly lacked before had really come to fruition. The vast majority of the Asian community has no opulent wealth, no generational political power, and certainly does not celebrate weddings by shooting rocket launchers off a private cruise ship. In and outside the United States, people of Asian descent work long and hard to make ends meet and regularly face institutionalized discrimination. Did Crazy Rich Asians, a film that depicts such an alien distortion of the real life ethnic experience, truly give a voice to the experience of Asians around the world?
I think similarly about Black Panther, which is arguably antithetical to the actual diaspora experience of Africans around the world. Yes, Killmonger's aspirations do address the whole concept of why ethnic retribution would be wrong, but the whole concept of Wakanda is so ludicrous that I still think that the film misses the mark with representation. It is not grounded in any useful reality. It's currently up for seven Academy Award nominations, very few of which I believe that the film deserves on merit alone.
In regard to Black Panther, Jamil Smith for Time Magazine even wrote that the film would "prove to Hollywood that African-American narratives have the power to generate profits from all audiences."
Why are we, as a society, trying to generate profits from ethnic narratives in the first place? Do the Hollywood executives that greenlit the film really care about issues that exist in the African and African-American communities?
If the whole point of representation is to serve as a hallmark of social change, why has there been so little actual social change?
And if the counterargument is that "it's just a comic book/movie/book/media product, stop taking it so seriously," then why make a stink about representation in the first place?
I'd love to hear your thoughts in the comments below! :)
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I do not believe in unnecessary justification of madness! ! ! !
Castle Drogo is a country house and mixed-revivalist castle near Drewsteignton, Devon, England. Constructed between 1911 and 1930, it was the last castle to be built in England. The client was Julius Drewe, the hugely successful founder of the Home and Colonial Stores. Drewe chose the site in the belief that it formed part of the lands of his supposed medieval ancestor, Drogo de Teigne. The architect he chose to realise his dream was Edwin Lutyens, then at the height of his career. Lutyens lamented Drewe's determination to have a castle but nevertheless produced one of his finest buildings. The architectural critic, Christopher Hussey, described the result: "The ultimate justification of Drogo is that it does not pretend to be a castle. It is a castle, as a castle is built, of granite, on a mountain, in the twentieth century".
The castle was given to the National Trust in 1974, the first building constructed in the twentieth century that the Trust acquired. The castle is a Grade I listed building. The gardens are Grade II* listed on the National Register of Historic Parks and Gardens.
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The former Van Nelle Factory (Dutch: Van Nellefabriek) on the Schie river in Rotterdam, is an important historic industrial building in the world.
The buildings were designed by architect Leendert van der Vlugt from the Brinkman & Van der Vlugt office in cooperation with civil engineer J.G. Wiebenga, at that time a specialist for constructions in reinforced concrete, and built between 1925 and 1931. It is an example of Nieuwe Bouwen, modern architecture in the Netherlands.
In the 20th century it was a factory, processing coffee, tea and tobacco and later on additional chewing gum, cigarettes, instant pudding and rice. Currently it houses a wide variety of new media and design companies and is known as the Van Nelle Design Factory ("Van Nelle Ontwerpfabriek" in Dutch). Some of the areas are used for meetings, conventions and events.
The Van Nelle Factory shows the influence of Russian constructivism.
The Van Nelle Factory is a Dutch national monument (Rijksmonument) and is on the list of sites under consideration for the status of UNESCO World Heritage Site (Tentative list). The Justification of Outstanding Universal Value will be presented 2013 to the UNESCO World Heritage Committee.
Submitted: 01/09/2014
Accepted: 27/09/2014
This image was taken 39 ½ years ago during the summer of 1982, my first trip out of New York/New Jersey area post aquiring my first SLR, a Minolta X700 back in February of 1982 on Kodacolor II 100 ASA film. This is actually the second Cape Henry Lighthouse with its distinct black and white pattern that’s located 350 feet from the original Cape Henry Lighthouse that still stands on the ground of Fort Story a military base operated by the US Navy; Joint Expeditionary Base Fort Story (JEBFS) that itself is within the city limits of Virginia Beach, Virginia. The original Cape Henry Lighthouse was built in 1791 and can be visited at certain times of the year, one can climb to the top. This image of the second Cape Henry Lighthouse was in fact taken from the top of the old Cape Henry Lighthouse when my younger brother and I climbed to the top with my new Minolta 135 mm f/2.8 lens attached to my X700 both of which I still have. The second Cape Henry Lighthouse pictured here was built in 1881 when concerns about the stability of the first lighthouse basically collapsing were the justification for its construction. The second Cape Henry Lighthouse is currently active and run by the United States Coast Guard though it is like most current lighthouses run by the US Coast Guard completely automated to guide ships entering Chesapeake Bay. Cape Henry by the way as a marker on the lighthouse that was placed in 1896 states was the site of the first landing of the British on this continent in 1607. Then in 1781, the French Allies Navy led my Admiral Comte deGrasse bested a contingent of the British Royal Navy just off these shores in the Battle of the Capes, cutting off the British in Yorktown up the James River setting the stage for General Washington’s victory over Lord Cornwallis in Yorktown that essentially won the Revolutionary War for the colonist.
The forerunner to Regional Eurostar services were the "Eurostar Connect" workings introduced in the summer of 1995 but sadly the patronage was very low. Poor marketing or BR having more important things to focus on like privatisation are probably the root causes of the failure. It did suit certain quarters though as the new owners of the BR-EPS sector, L&CR (London & Continental Railways) from 01/10/96 could scrap Regional Eurostar and Night Star with some justification. So by 1997 the connect service was dropped along with Regional Eurostar which never started much to the annoyance of MP's in Parliament from the provinces who had agreed to the Channel Tunnel expenditure on the basis it's benefits would reach as far as Scotland, Wales and the South West of England.
Kensington Olympia even had Eurostar staff based here for several years pending the introduction of "Night Star" another still born concept which would have seen trains combined here and diesel traction replaced by a class 92.
The train seen here is 1O86 the 07.37 Manchester Piccadilly to London Waterloo with connections into Eurostar 9I32 12.27 Waterloo International to Brussels Midi.
18-Dec-14 -8C/17.6F. Cold outside or should I say cool? This sparrow made the best of it by letting the sun hit his back. The reason I am showing this less than exotic creature is because I fell in love with the light in this scene, especially the way the sun lit up the dried out needles of the cedar. Also, what I thought was kind of neat is that you can actually see the sparrow’s breath off to the right of his beak.
Off to something completely different. Alberta, Land of the Wild Rose, the official flower. And as well the official opposition party in the Legislature. Well, used to be. Nine of their fourteen remaining members, including the leader, just crossed the floor to join the ruling “Progressive” Conservatives. Even though I would have never voted for the ultraconservative Wild Rose group, they did provide an essential service in a democracy, such as an effective and very vocal opposition. And how would you feel as a voter who voted for one of these guys (non-gendered term) ? And the justifications coming out of their mouths, I should be as good at writing as these guys are at flapping their mouths. Apparently anything can be justified, even the murder of 148 people, most of them children in Pakistan. Do I equate the two, no, not really, just saying ...
And off to my favorite topic, gas prices and their relationship to quality. They have been dropping at dizzying rates and I for one was glad to be able to still be able to fill my tank at 89.9 cents where I already began to suspect the quality of the product and now we are at 80.9 cents. I am going to have to postpone any major trips until the price rises again because I suspect I will be doing major damage to my vehicle gassing up at these prices. We all know by now that quality is directly related to price, see Under the Boardwalk .
What the heck is this world coming to? But there is actually a bit of good news on the horizon and that is the pending normalization of relations between the States and Cuba. I will now be able to fly to Cuba (Canadians were able to do this before, so wait for it) and buy a really old car in Cuba, transport it to (here it is) the States and drive it all the way in the Middle of the Road to Canada unmolested by American customs. Isn’t that great? I think my Christmas wishes are coming true. I am not sure how my wife feels about trying to store another clunker in the garage. Hmmm …
Cartell describes it as a van, so maybe the side windows are a later addition?
Both with wipers parked on the screen! Justification for it in my case was that I had to replace the blades, and they have to be parked like that to get them out.
Is what the news headlines said about them. In reality however they are the Trinity of the Crime Syndicate from another universe. Long story short, these three appeared in the Unnamed universe accidentally, their arrival triggered by Owlman's experiments into Multiversal transport. They pose as heroes until they've figured out what to do in this new universe. So, let's delve into their backstories.
Ultraman - This version of Ultraman deliberately infected himself with the OMAC virus, in an attempt to become more powerful. This made him virtually unbeatable in his native universe, where he communicates with the Brother Eye satellites, granting him abilities beyond the comprehension of normal people. Which is definitely not me just trying to give a cool justification as to why I gave him the OMAC torso.
Owlman - This Owlman is a tech genius, but is obsessed with the concept of the multiverse, and how everything the Crime Syndicate does on their Earth has been simultaneously done and prevented on a multitude of other Earths throughout the Multiverse. It was his attempt at creating a device for Multiversal travel that caused the trinity's ejection from their universe, into the Unnamed universe.
Superwoman - Though not the official leader of the Crime Syndicate, it's very clear behind the scenes that she is making all the decisions. Ultraman is consumed by the knowledge and powers given to him by Brother eye, and Owlman is so obsessed with his multiverse theory that he may as well be in a different plane of reality. Superwoman is more grounded, focussing her efforts on consolidating the Syndicates power on their own Earth. When she and her cohorts were transported to the unnamed universe, she saw an opportunity to conquer another world, finally seeing what Owlman saw in his multiverse theory.
And I think that's just about it. These three are from what I call the "Original era" time period of the unnamed universe. I might start using these terms for future posts, but I also might not. As always, lemme know if you like what you see, there's still a tiny chance I might one day do something with all these characters.
The last of my four pictures in this series, along with the final segment of the official description of the exhibit at the Chicago Cultural Center:
Williams' project for the Chicago Architecture Biennial marks the culmination of the Color(ed) Theory series, and includes the painting of the series."
If you've read the whole thing thus far, let me know what you think. As for me, I was delighted to see these brightly colored houses, and the way they enhance the desolate landscape all around them. As far as the theoretical justification for this undertaking is concerned, I have a question of my own: What is the color of pretentious bullshit?
I treated myself to a Pentax 17 earlier this year
It's the first all new film camera for about 15 years and it shoots half frame like an old Olympus Pen.
The great attraction of this is cost. Film developing has got quite expensive and half frame effectively halves the cost of the film and developing. I am persuading myself, in justification, that I will cover the costs.., saving £10 on each film and development cycle. Good on Pentax for spotting, and catering for, this. The half frame quality is good enough for scanning
The scanner scans two shots at once and so this is a serendipitous diptych. The close up shot was my testing the close focus, but it worked together with the shot of the dapper guy at the bar. I need to learn to leverage this, artistically
Pentax 17
FPP Derev 100
Rodinal 1+25 for 8:30
TAKEN FROM THE NORTHERN ECHO.
In these days when statues are toppling on a daily basis, Darlington should say a word in praise of Mr Pease who stands on a plinth in High Row.
In 2008, this statue, erected in 1875, was one of 21 across the country to have their listing schedules enhanced because of their importance to the anti-slavery movement.
Four friezes on Joseph Pease’s plinth tell his life story. On one of those friezes, a slave writes the word “freedom” above the heads of a rejoicing crowd.
The Peases were Quakers, who believed that all people were equal before God. Joseph’s uncle, also called Joseph, lived at Feethams where the Town Hall is today, and from the earliest years of the 19th Century, he led a national campaign against slavery in India.
He fired his daughter, Elizabeth, with enthusiasm for the cause of fairness, and she founded the Darlington Ladies Anti-Slavery Society in the mid-1830s – it was one of the first women’s political movements in the country.
In 1840, Elizabeth was one of six women to attend the World Anti-Slavery Convention in London where, to her horror, she discovered that because she was female she was not only forbidden from speaking but she had to sit behind a bar and a curtain. This unfairness fired her further and she became a feminist, arguing that women should be equal also.
In 1853, though, she married a Glasgow university professor of astronomy who was not a Quaker. “Marrying out” was still frowned upon and so broke ties with Darlington and lived the rest of her life in Edinburgh, campaigning for women to get the vote.
In 1832, Elizabeth persuaded her cousin Joseph to break with Quaker tradition and stand for Parliament so he could further the cause of anti-slavery. He won the South Durham seat, and became the first nonconformist MP in the Commons for 200 years.
Joseph joined fellow MP William Wilberforce in campaigning to free slaves.
In his longest speech, Joseph appealed to other MPs "on behalf of their poor brethren of colour whose sufferings under the present system were of a nature to stimulate every feeling bosom to concede to them a paramount consideration”.
The speech covers 40 pages in Hansard, the Parliamentary record, and as Joseph delivered it, he became increasingly wrapped up in the emotion of it, much to the delight of the Whig MPs opposite him.
Hansard records: "He felt the inadequacy of his powers in pleading such a cause. (Here, the hon gentleman was so affected he was obliged to pause for a moment. Much cheering.)
"The house will pardon me (concluded Mr Pease) for having so long trespassed upon their attention. I am unable to go on. But when the great and solemn day shall come, when I shall myself stand in need of mercy, I hope it will be meted to me in the same measure as I am disposed to mete it to others."
Despite the ridicule, Joseph's speech was widely regarded by anti-slavery campaigners as for providing moral justification for the cause, and the Abolition of Slavery Act received Royal Assent on August 28, 1833.
Unfortunately, Wilberforce never lived to see it – he died a month earlier, just as the Stockton & Darlington Railway was taking delivery of its engine No 23.
The Wilberforce engine crossing the Gaunless.
It was designed by Timothy Hackworth, but had been built by Robert Stephenson & Co in Newcastle. It was a major step forward for the railway: Locomotion No 1 of 1825 had been able to pull 250 tons of coal per mile per hour but locomotive No 23 was able to pull 1,250 tons of coal per mile per hour, and it was the first engine in the dark green paint that the S&DR then adopted for all of its locos.
No 23 was named Wilberforce in honour of the anti-slavery campaigner.
FF, Illusion, also for SlidersSunday
Illusions... are simple facts, but they have been created by the mind, by the spirit, and they are one of the justifications of the new spatial configuration. (Georges Braque)
“Qué es la vida? Un frenesí.
¿Qué es la vida? Una ilusión,
una sombra, una ficción,
y el mayor bien es pequeño:
que toda la vida es sueño,
y los sueños, sueños son”
― Pedro Calderon de la Barca, La vida es sueño
“What is this life? A frenzy, an illusion,
A shadow, a delirium, a fiction.
The greatest good's but little, and this life
Is but a dream, and dreams are only dreams.”
― Pedro Calderón de la Barca, La vida es sueño
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Fall is finally on it's way! I'm starting to make some plans for seasonal tabletops... Logic: If I post these, it will pressure me into actually completing some dioramas. Right? In the background - Some of my teasets which I, of course, purchased under the justification that I would use them in dioramas. Shame me into actually doing something with them.
8 O LORD God of hosts, hear my prayer;
give ear, O God of Jacob! Selah
9 Behold our shield, O God;
look on the face of your anointed!
10 For a day in your courts is better
than a thousand elsewhere.
I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God
than dwell in the tents of wickedness.
11 For the LORD God is a sun and shield;
the LORD bestows favor and honor.
No good thing does he withhold
from those who lwalk uprightly.
12 O LORD of hosts,
blessed is the one who trusts in you!
The Holy Bible: English Standard Version (Wheaton: Standard Bible Society, 2001), Ps 84:8–12.
For many of us who have not experienced war at a personal level, our ‘remembrance’ is often based on a collective understanding of history, colored and shaped by media messages and images. When we wear the red poppy pin, a familiar symbol for remembrance, we might ask ourselves if our ideas and thoughts on war have also been manufactured or mass produced. Have we become detached, indifferent? Recent media messaging can turn war into a kind of entertainment for the masses. The political maneuvering, the justifications, the motives, are a confusing minefield of contradictions.‘Lest we forget’ is to go beyond the symbol to the reality it represents. The poppy, growing in the scarred, mutilated and scorched earth, a small reminder of hope growing out of a bloody, brutal and depraved reality. An environment created by the willful destruction of life. An act of remembrance is to see past the trappings, the propaganda of war, beyond words like ‘collateral damage’ and fully absorb and realize the pain, suffering and human cost which is inflicted on all sides, and is the awful truth of any war.
The Vatican, Vatican City
A beautiful view across the city of Rome towards Vatican City and it's jewel.
Visiting the Vatican was an eye-opener, as a non-believer I struggled to comprehend the justification of grandeur that adorned all the walls. I had to look at it as a museum of religion to try and detach myself a little.
/ˈreɪzoʊn ˈdɛtrə; Fr. rɛzɔ̃ ˈdɛtrə / Show Spelled Pronunciation [rey-zohn de-truh; Fr. re-zawn de-truh ] Show IPA
Use raison d'etre in a Sentence
–noun, plural rai⋅sons d'ê⋅tre /ˈreɪzoʊnz ˈdɛtrə; Fr. rɛzɔ̃ ˈdɛtrə / Show Spelled Pronunciation [rey-zohnz de-truh; Fr. re-zawn de-truh ] Show IPA .
reason or justification for being or existence: Art is the artist's raison d'être.
Origin:
1865–70; < F
Most people have one or have yet to find one. For those who are looking, keep trying. Once you find it, life is grand. And the ones who trip up along the way, god loves a trier :)
I was in the mood to totally process the daylights out of something, so my poor lovely wife became the target :) Some technical waffle in order of appearance: Upped the vibrance in ACR, Lightroom 2 cold tone preset filter and saved. Played with curves in Photoshop Elements 7. Back to LR2 for low contrast b&w preset filter. Lastly added a warming filter 85 in PSE.
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An 8mm fisheye shot of the beautiful new basement access stair in Rhodes House, Oxford.
Like many Oxford University buildings, this isn't normally open to the public so the Oxford Preservation Trust organised 'Open Doors' weekend provides a much appreciated chance to explore such buildings.
Rhodes house was the last venue on our Flickr photowalk 'Open Doors' itinerary and I'm glad we had a chance to visit as it's not somewhere I'd set foot in before.
More fisheye photos here : www.flickr.com/photos/darrellg/albums/72157655179707591
From the RIBA Journal, "But that demanded a new access stair in Baker’s memorial hall, which required buy-in from local planners and Historic England. ‘Their initial reticence forced us to address their concerns with something as good as it could be, and though bold, it was absolutely the right solution,’ says Davies. Stanton Williams associate Tom Fotheringham adds that the firm’s handsome, self-supporting limestone stair, designed with engineer Webb Yates, has both a functional and architectonic purpose. ‘Part of the justification was that the alternatives were more harmful to the building and that it could enhance the quality of the volume by making it feel less transitory – giving it gravitas.’
But if gravitas at this lower level pre-supposes darkness or weight, visitors may be surprised, for the architect has used cleverly inserted roof glazing to bring unexpected lightness, beauty and utility to formerly unlit spaces."
© D.Godliman
Cornus Kousa flower.
This variation is based on the Charcoal II preset in Topaz Studio 2, which mainly relies on the Impression filter to simulate painting. Much tweaked from the preset...
I wanted to do a monochrome version for this set, partly to advance my 100x monochrome project. And why not do a painterly one? Or so the justification runs.
See this version for more detail of the initial processing.
The first comment gives a link to the in-camera original I started with.
Thank you for taking the time to look. I hope you enjoy the image and the series :)
TAKEN FROM THE NORTHERN ECHO.
In these days when statues are toppling on a daily basis, Darlington should say a word in praise of Mr Pease who stands on a plinth in High Row.
In 2008, this statue, erected in 1875, was one of 21 across the country to have their listing schedules enhanced because of their importance to the anti-slavery movement.
Four friezes on Joseph Pease’s plinth tell his life story. On one of those friezes, a slave writes the word “freedom” above the heads of a rejoicing crowd.
The Peases were Quakers, who believed that all people were equal before God. Joseph’s uncle, also called Joseph, lived at Feethams where the Town Hall is today, and from the earliest years of the 19th Century, he led a national campaign against slavery in India.
He fired his daughter, Elizabeth, with enthusiasm for the cause of fairness, and she founded the Darlington Ladies Anti-Slavery Society in the mid-1830s – it was one of the first women’s political movements in the country.
In 1840, Elizabeth was one of six women to attend the World Anti-Slavery Convention in London where, to her horror, she discovered that because she was female she was not only forbidden from speaking but she had to sit behind a bar and a curtain. This unfairness fired her further and she became a feminist, arguing that women should be equal also.
In 1853, though, she married a Glasgow university professor of astronomy who was not a Quaker. “Marrying out” was still frowned upon and so broke ties with Darlington and lived the rest of her life in Edinburgh, campaigning for women to get the vote.
In 1832, Elizabeth persuaded her cousin Joseph to break with Quaker tradition and stand for Parliament so he could further the cause of anti-slavery. He won the South Durham seat, and became the first nonconformist MP in the Commons for 200 years.
Joseph joined fellow MP William Wilberforce in campaigning to free slaves.
In his longest speech, Joseph appealed to other MPs "on behalf of their poor brethren of colour whose sufferings under the present system were of a nature to stimulate every feeling bosom to concede to them a paramount consideration”.
The speech covers 40 pages in Hansard, the Parliamentary record, and as Joseph delivered it, he became increasingly wrapped up in the emotion of it, much to the delight of the Whig MPs opposite him.
Hansard records: "He felt the inadequacy of his powers in pleading such a cause. (Here, the hon gentleman was so affected he was obliged to pause for a moment. Much cheering.)
"The house will pardon me (concluded Mr Pease) for having so long trespassed upon their attention. I am unable to go on. But when the great and solemn day shall come, when I shall myself stand in need of mercy, I hope it will be meted to me in the same measure as I am disposed to mete it to others."
Despite the ridicule, Joseph's speech was widely regarded by anti-slavery campaigners as for providing moral justification for the cause, and the Abolition of Slavery Act received Royal Assent on August 28, 1833.
Unfortunately, Wilberforce never lived to see it – he died a month earlier, just as the Stockton & Darlington Railway was taking delivery of its engine No 23.
The Wilberforce engine crossing the Gaunless.
It was designed by Timothy Hackworth, but had been built by Robert Stephenson & Co in Newcastle. It was a major step forward for the railway: Locomotion No 1 of 1825 had been able to pull 250 tons of coal per mile per hour but locomotive No 23 was able to pull 1,250 tons of coal per mile per hour, and it was the first engine in the dark green paint that the S&DR then adopted for all of its locos.
No 23 was named Wilberforce in honour of the anti-slavery campaigner.
Justification of Red List category
This species is listed as Critically Endangered because its population has undergone a very rapid reduction, for reasons that are poorly understood but are likely to be at least partly due to hunting along the migration flyway; this decline is projected to continue and increase in the future. Fieldwork in Kazakhstan (and counts in Turkey and the Middle East) has shown the population to be substantially larger than previously feared, but recent demographic studies have found low adult survival, possibly largely driven by hunting pressure along the migration routes and wintering grounds.
By Jim Lawrence
BirdLife International, RSPB (BirdLife in the UK) and leading optics manufacturer Swarovski Optik have just launched a remarkable new interactive website The Amazing Journey which charts the migration of one of the world’s most threatened birds - Sociable Lapwing. The new website enables you to experience the birds' migration online and witness new discoveries as they happen. It also provides support to a large team of international scientists who are trying to prevent the species from becoming extinct. Following extensive research, nine Sociable Lapwings have been carefully fitted with tiny, state-of-the-art satellite transmitters, which will track their hazardous 5,000+ km journey from their breeding grounds in Kazakhstan to their non breeding areas in tropical Africa and other, as yet undiscovered, destinations. The Amazing Journey follows the adventures of Erzhan, Dinara, Svetlana and six other intrepid satellite-tagged lapwings as they fly south for the winter - dodging hunters with guns and falcons and the myriad other unknown threats that await them. Andreas Pittl – Head of the Nature Division at Swarovski said, “This is a hugely important and fascinating project which Swarovski Optik is proud to champion. Wildlife is threatened with extinction for many reasons so finding ways to help such a beautiful and inspiring creature as the Social Lapwing is an important conservation effort we are keen to support. We want to bring people and nature together so they can continue to enjoy brilliant, close-up views of birds like these for years to come.” Designed by online marketing experts Digital Spring, The Amazing Journey uses satellite data fed through Google map technology to keep pace with the birds. A mixture of clever, regularly updated maps and video and photo blog reports from the field will follow their progress. Relatively little is still known about the routes Sociable Lapwings take, so tracking them will provide vital information, enabling BirdLife scientists to monitor and protect the birds and unlock the mystery of their migration. Now, for the first time, those interested in birds, wildlife and conservation can sit alongside scientists, and learn about these extraordinary birds, their migration habits and their conservation. Dr. Paul Donald, the project’s Principal Conservation Scientist at RSPB said, “We are using the world’s smallest and latest satellite transmitter – weighing just 5 grams – to record this amazing journey. By engaging with people around the world and inviting them to see this fascinating migration happening live online we believe we can inspire them to play their part too.” As the Sociable Lapwings progress along a lengthy route through various countries they need to stop every now and again to ‘refuel’ along the way. As they do so they form big feeding flocks (which is how they get their name). Whenever they touch down, precise details of their location are picked up by satellites orbiting high overhead and sent to RSPB scientists. These locations are then passed on to conservation project partners in each of the countries the birds travel through. With detailed coordinates they can quickly locate the flocks of birds, wherever they’ve touched down and take action if they are threatened in any way. The Amazing Journey website will provide regular reports from these scientists in the field keeping us up to date with all the latest news on the birds’ progress. Jim Lawrence, Preventing Extinction Programme Manager at BirdLife International said, “Protecting migratory species on the brink of extinction like Sociable Lapwings can’t be done without the considerable support of BirdLife Species Champions like Swarovski and RSPB. The Amazing Journey website is a new window on our world where you can see BirdLife International Partners around the globe delivering co-ordinated international conservation solutions.” Main photo credit Maxim Koshkin - Conservation Project Leader ACBK.
Remember Jesus, "Project the life you love."
This is the second of my laser-based pieces, the first being a production called ‘Love projection’. The concept behind this painting is the idea of ‘thought projection’ and the effect it can potentially have on our lives. Daily we have thousands of thoughts that originate from our minds, which are then projected in our lives through our actions and words. Sadly, in many cases a large degree of these thoughts are negative, ranging from low self esteem, deep routed insecurities, envy, rage and so on… I am sure that there is justification for many of these thoughts, however these thoughts are negative and are not conducive to a good life. I believe it’s very important that we negate any thoughts that inhibit us from being the very best that we can be in all aspects of our lives. We are beings of love, light and energy and were created perfectly, so it’s important that we love ourselves and celebrate that which makes us unique. Mentally we should project ‘positive’ thoughts and have strong affirmations about the life we truly desire.
In this piece the ‘Lovepusher Glow’ at the base represents the human mind with multiple laser lines emanating from it. The laser lines represent the many thoughts we have daily. The letters are made up of only positive thoughts.
I generally hate this type of shot; snapping away at the entrance to a bus station but with lockdown, my exposure to the new Stagecoach livery was blocked.
So my first snap of it is e200 36853 CN13AZJ of Stagecoach Wales seen entering Newport bus station on 6th August 2020.
Cavendish Mews is a smart set of flats in Mayfair where flapper and modern woman, the Honourable Lettice Chetwynd has set up home after coming of age and gaining her allowance. To supplement her already generous allowance, and to break away from dependence upon her family, Lettice has established herself as a society interior designer, so her flat is decorated with a mixture of elegant antique Georgian pieces and modern Art Deco furnishings, using it as a showroom for what she can offer to her well heeled clients.
Today however we are not at Cavendish Mews. We have travelled east across London, through Bloomsbury, past the Smithfield Meat Markets, beyond the Petticoat Lane Markets* frequented by Lettice’s maid, Edith, through the East End boroughs of Bethnal Green and Bow, to the 1880s housing development of Upton Park. It is here that Frank’s closest and only surviving relation lives: his elderly Scottish grandmother, Mrs. McTavish. Edith and Frank have just become officially engaged after Frank proposed to Edith in the middle of a photography studio in Clapham Junction on Wednesday, a carefully planned ruse with his friend who works at the studio, where Frank presented Edith with a dainty silver ring her bought from a jewellers in Lavender Hill** Edith wasted no time telling her parents, Ada and George, that day, but the pair of them decided to tell Mrs. McTavish together on their Sunday off.
Getting out at Upton Park railway station, the pair exit the polychromatic red and brown brick Victorian railway station with its ornate finials and elegant quoining walking out into the bright summer sunshine. The glare of natural light after being in the London underground blinds them momentarily. Before them the busy high street shopping precinct of Green Street stretches in either direction to their left and right, the noisy thoroughfare chocked with a mixture of chugging motor cars, lorries and the occasional double decker electrical tram. Even horse drawn carts with placid plodding old work horses unperturbed by the belching of their mechanical usurpers join the melee of trundling traffic going in either direction. People bustle past them on the footpath, going about their Sunday business cheerily, many off to the nearby Queens Road Market.
“Come on.” Frank says comfortingly as he sees his fiancée’s nervous face, grasping Edith’s hand. “Cross with me and you’ll be safe.”
Taking his proffered hand gratefully, Edith takes a deep breath as the pair cross the busy thoroughfare of Green Street, weaving their way through the traffic. Reaching the other side safely, the pair head west a short distance before turning down the elm tree lined Kings Road, which is flanked to either side with identical polychromatic cream and red brick two storey Victorian terraces with grey or painted stone dressings. As Edith looks at their façades over the top of their low brick fences, familiar to her now, each one with a small bay with two windows downstairs and two upstairs, a recessed porch and front door with a window above that, she remembers how the first time she walked down Kings Road with Frank beneath the shade of the elm trees, she noticed the slight flutter of several sets of lace curtains in the downstairs and imagined the owners eyeing her with suspicion. Now she has been down Kings Road so many times with Frank and been introduced to so many of them, she knows the names of some of the suburban housewives peering out from the comfort of their front rooms.
“Hullo Mrs. McClintock!” Edith says brightly, waving to a woman standing at her window in a floral sprigged patterned dress who waves back cheerfully in recognition of Edith.
“Remember how nervous you were the first time we came to see Gran?” Franks asks Edith, putting his arm comfortingly around her and drawing her to him.
“How could I ever forget that?” Edith replies with a chuckle that is a mixture of both relief and nervousness as she remembers. “I was sure that Upton Park was going to be full of grand houses, and your Gran was going to be some grand Victorian lady, like old Mrs. Hounslow, my parents’ landlady, all dressed in black with lace trimmings.
“That makes me laugh.” Frank guffaws. “Gran was quite chuffed about being presumed to be a high-and-mighty matron!”
Edith sighs and allows herself to fall into Frank’s protective embrace and press against his side as they walk. The familiar scent of him: a mixture of soap and the grocery shop, is comforting and familiar to her now.
“I told you that you had nothing to worry about, and that Gran was as nervous as you. Not that she’d ever tell me.”
“And you were right, Frank.” Edith sighs. “Thank goodness!”
They stop in front of a terrace behind a low brick wall just the same as all the others, its front door painted black and a small patch of lawn, devoid of any other vegetation filling the space between the street and the house.
“Come on then, Edith.” Frank says with a winning smile. “Let’s go tell Gran our good news.”
After walking through the unlocked main door and walking down the black and white lino lined hallway of the terrace, the couple let themselves into Mrs. McTavish’s ground floor flat and walk into her kitchen, a cosy room dominated by a big black range and featuring a dresser that is stuffed with all manner of mismatched decorative china and a panoply of cooking items, just like Edith’s mother’s Welsh dresser in Harlesden. The walls are covered with cream coloured wallpaper featuring dainty floral sprigs. Several framed embroideries hang around the room and a cuckoo clock ticks contentedly to the left of the range. A rug covers the flagstone floor before the hearth. A round table covered in a pretty lace tablecloth has several mismatched chairs and stools drawn up to it. On the table itself stands a healthy looking aspidistra which obviously benefits from the sun as it filters through the lace curtains at the large kitchen window. Just like her mother’s table when guests come to call, a selection of decorative blue and white crockery has been set out, ready for use. A shop bought Dundee Cake***, still with its ornamental Scottish tartan ribbon wrapped around it, sits on a plate. A sewing work table with a sagging floral bag for storage beneath it stands open, its compartments filled with needles, thread, wool, buttons and everything a sewer and knitter needs. And there, in her usual place in her very old and worn brown leather wingback chair sits Frank’s Scottish grandmother, Mrs. McTavish.
“Och my bairns!” Mrs. McTavish enthuses in delight when she receives the exciting news from the happy pair, her voice thick with her Scottish brogue. “Och! I’m so happy for you!”
Sitting in her old, worn leather wingback chair with the tartan rug draped over the back, the old Scottish woman with her wrinkled face, reaches out and grasps Edith’s hands as the younger woman crouches down before Mrs. McTavish. Edith can see her eyes, buried amid a myriad of wrinkles sparkling with tears of joy.
Edith squeezes Mrs. McTavish’s thin and gnarled fingers tightly. “I knew you’d be happy for us, Mrs. McTavish.” She says with a beaming smile.
“Och! How could I not be?” the old woman chortles back. “I’m getting my greatest wish.” She looks across to her grandson as he fiddles with her white china kettle, placing it next to the hob on her old black coal consuming range, and smiles lovingly. “My Francis is getting wed, at last! And not before time, I might add, Edith dearie!” She glances back at Edith and says in a staged whisper quite loud enough for Frank to hear, “I’ve been telling Francis for months to propose to you!”
“Oh Gran!” Frank gasps with embarrassment as he turns from the range to face his grandmother. “How many times must I ask you to call me Frank. I’m Frank now, not Francis!”
“Och! What onsense!” the old Scottish woman says sharply, leaning forward in her seat and slapping her grandson’s forearm lightly. “You’ll always be Francis to me, my little bairn! It was the name your mither**** and faither***** gave you when you were baptised, so Francis you’ll be.”
Frank rolls his eyes at Edith, who tries to stifle her girlish giggle as she does. “Francis is a girl’s name, not a boy’s one.”
“Nonsense bairn!” Mrs. McTavish says again. “Must I keep reminding you about Francis Drake the great Elizabethan explorer? Hhmm? He was no lady!”
“And must I keep reminding you, Gran, that we don’t live in Elizabethan times.” Frank retorts with a shake of his head.
“That’s enough cheek from you, my bairn!” Mrs. McTavish replies with another gentle slap. “This is your Gran you’re talking to.”
“Yes Francis.” Edith says with a cheeky smile. “Be polite and respect your elders.”
“You keep out of this, my girl!” Frank laughs, wagging a finger at his fiancée, looking lovingly at her.
“Och! Ignore him, the silly bairn! You’re a good girl, Edith dearie.” Mrs. McTavish says happily. “You’ll be such a good influence on him.”
“I’d like to think that we are both a good influence on one another, Mrs. McTavish.” Edith replies. “Frank and I believe in an equal partnership. Don’t we Frank?”
“We do, Edith.” he answers simply.
“Just so, dearie.” Mrs. McTavish agrees. “So it was with my husband and I, and Francis’ parents too.”
“So, you’ve been telling Frank to propose to me for a while have you?” Edith asks, standing up from before the old woman, picking up a bright brass tea canister and a teaspoon from the small pedestal table drawn up to Mrs. McTavish’s chair and handing them to Frank.
“Aye, that I have dearie.” the old Scotswoman replies. “But he just kept fobbing me off, telling me some nonsense that it just wasn’t quite the right time.”
“He said the same thing to me a number of times, Mrs. McTavish.” Edith laughs. “We had the most beastly argument about it the day we went up the Elephant****** to do some window shopping.”
“And I was right.” Frank replies with a tone of justification in his voice. “It wasn’t the right time then, as it happens.” He opens the canister and spoons in fresh tealeaves into the china pot.
“Remember to add an extra scoop for the pot, bairn*******.” Mrs. McTavish reminds her grandson.
“How many times have I made tea for us in my life, Gran?” Frank laughs lightly. “If I don’t know that by now, after all these years and the many pots I’ve brewed, then I never will.”
“Just making sure, bairn.” Mrs. McTavish nestles back into the padded back of her chair. Then she thinks for a moment, her eyes flicking as she sits forward again. “And don’t stir that pot with…”
“I know, Gran, with the handle*****.” Frank replies. “It’s bad luck.”
“Aye! That it is, bairn.” The old woman turns to Edith. “Once the tea is made, you must stir it with the bowl of the spoon, Edith dearie, and not the handle, or it will be nothing but strive for you when you get wed!” She nods emphatically with a stern mouth that has retracted to nothing but a think line across her old, weatherworn face.
“I’d already partially paid of your silver ring, Edith and had it engraved that afternoon we spent up the Elephant.” Frank goes on, picking up the conversation about the timing of his proposal to Edith. “I wanted to give it to you when I proposed, so it really wasn’t the right time to do it. I just wanted everything to be perfect for you.”
“I know that now, Frank.” Edith assures him. “And it was perfect. It was perfectly wonderful, and it is a day I shall always remember for the rest of my life!” She sighs happily.
“I should hope you would, Edith.” Frank answers with a good natured chuckle as he returns the canister to his grandmother’s table. “After all, it isn’t every day that you get a photographic portrait sitting and a proposal all in the one day!”
“I’ll say Frank.” Edith looks down fondly upon her new silver ring, gleaming on her ring finger.
Edith has decided not to tell Lettice of her engagement, only announcing it once she and Frank have set a date for the wedding, a decision her mother, Ada, is very much in agreement with, worrying that the engagement may make Lettice see Edith as a liability rather than the valued maid-of-all-work that she currently is. To stop the ring from getting damaged by the hard work she does, during the week Edith has taken up wearing it on a small chain around her neck, but every Wednesday afternoon and Sunday she has off, Edith slips it back onto her ring finger proudly once she is out of sight of Cavendish Mews.
“I’m still sorry that it is only silver, dear Edith.” Frank goes on as he fills the teapot with boiling water from Mrs. McTavish’s gleaming copper kettle.
“I keep telling you, Francis,” she emphasises Frank’s real name as she speaks, indicating that this the point she is about to make, she does not want to again. “That a silver ring is good enough for me. In fact, it’s more than enough. I wasn’t expecting an engagement ring at all.”
“Well,” Frank blushes. “All the same, you shall have a gold wedding ring. Edith can wear Mum’s wedding ring, can’t she Gran?” He turns and looks hopefully at his grandmother as she sits in her chair. “You still have it, don’t you?”
“Och!” the old woman scoffs dismissively. “Well of course I do, bairn!” She hooks her thin, wrinkled fingers into the lace collar of the white blouse and fishes out a small golden chain about her neck, upon which hang two golden rings. “Your mither’s and your faither’s.” She smiles. “Better than lying and going to waste in the ground, bairn. Edith can wear your mither’s, whilst you can wear your faither’s, and that way they remain the pair that they are.”
“Oh Mrs. McTavish!” Edith gasps. “I couldn’t…”
However, the old woman holds up a hand, stopping Edith from speaking any more.
“Help me will you, Edith dearie.” She indicates with gesticulations that she cannot unfasten the clasp of the chain by herself with her old hands. “And Francis.” She holds out a pretty knitted tea cosy that was sitting on the arm of her chair to her grandson. “Cosy!”
“Thanks Gran!” Frank says gratefully, slipping it over the teapot.
Obediently, Edith walks up to Mrs. McTavish, and with the dexterity of her nimble fingers, unfastens the clasp of the chain. The old Scottish woman holds up her right hand to catch the two rings in her palm as Edith carefully lowers the chain.
“Good girl.” Mrs. McTavish says with a sigh, looking at the two golden rings which gleam warmly in the light filtering through the kitchen window.
“Mrs. McTavish…” Edith begins again, only to be silenced by the old woman’s raised palm again.
“Mum and Dad would want us to have them and use them, Edith.” Frank assures her, as he swirls the cosy covered teapot in his hands before filling the dainty blue and white floral cup next to his grandmother with brackish red tea. “They’ll be looking down from above on our wedding day and smiling.”
“I don’t know, Frank.” Edith answers in a doubtful voice.
“You know, when Francis’ parents were taken by the Spanish Influenza,” Mrs. McTavish begins, looking earnestly at Edith. “I was broken hearted. Aye, I was.”
“Oh I can only imagine, Mrs. McTavish.”
“Eileen was my only daughter, and she and Bernard were a fine couple.” The old woman’s eyes mist up a little as she continues, glistening with unshed tears that threaten to spill from her lids. “They would want these rings to have a continued life, and I’m sure they couldn’t have wished for a happier one than that of their Francis and his new wife.” She reaches out her left hand and squeezes Edith’s clasped hands. “It’s just a natural progression of their rings’ lives. So, no arguing, Edith dearie.” Blinking back her tears she smiles, albeit a little morosely. “Alright?”
“Alright Mrs. McTavish.” Edith acquiesces quietly.
“Och!” the Scottish woman scoffs again. “We’re going to have to do something about that too!”
“About what, Mrs. McTavish?” Edith asks.
“Yes Gran, about what?” Frank echoes as he takes the top over to the round dining table and fills his and Edith’s cups with tea.
“All this Mrs. McTavish business!” she replies, shaking her hands in front of her as if shooing away her name. “Mrs. McTavish this. Mrs. McTavish that. You can’t very well go on calling me Mrs. McTavish, Edith dearie, now you’re marrying my Francis.”
“That’s a good point, Gran.” Frank opines. “I hadn’t really considered that.”
“Well, luckily,” the old woman says sagely. “I did!”
“You’ll be a part of the Leadbetter family, Edith.” Frank says. “It’s true, you can’t go on calling Gran, Mrs. McTavish.”
“Well, I’ve been calling you Mrs. McTavish… err… Mrs. McTavish,” Edith replies apologetically. “Because that that was what Frank and I decided upon on that first day I met you.”
“We did and all!” Frank laughs. “In the hallway, just out there, before we came in.”
“I can’t call you Nyree, even though it’s such a lovely name, Mrs. McTavish.” Edith says. “It wouldn’t be right. You’re more senior than I am. It isn’t respectable.”
“Och what rubbish!” Mrs. McTavish replies, swatting the air at Edith’s remark. “Of course you can. And no-one has called me Nyree for a long time. Not really since my husband died in 1912, so it would be quite nice to be called that again.”
“No,” Edith insists. “It wouldn’t be right.”
The trio fall into silence for a few moments whilst they contemplate the question at hand. Only the quiet ticking of the cuckoo clock hanging on the wall by the range and the crackle of the range itself breaking the quiet as it settles thickly about them.
“Why not Gran, then, Edith?” Frank finally says, breaking the silence. “Like I do. What do you think, Gran?”
“Aye!” Mrs. McTavish agrees with a smile broadening on her face. “That’s a grand idea, Francis. You’re more than just a pretty face, my sweet bairn.”
“Thank you Gran.” he says with pride, for once not minding her calling him by his real name.
“Do you think you could call me, Gran, Edith dearie?” Mrs. McTavish asks Edith.
“Well,” Edith contemplates the suggestion. “I’ll have to get used to it, and I might not always do it to start off with.” She sighs. “Habits can be hard. However, I’d love to… Gran.”
A cosy kitchen this may be, but it is not quite what it seems, for it is made up entirely of pieces from my 1:12 miniatures collection.
Fun things to look for in this tableau include:
Dominating the room is the large kitchen range which is a 1:12 miniature replica of the coal fed Phoenix Kitchen Range. A mid-Victorian model, it has hinged opening doors, hanging bars above the stove and a little bass hot water tap (used in the days before plumbed hot water). The fringing hanging from the mantle is actually a beautiful scalloped ribbon that was given to me one Christmas time by a very close friend of mine.
Mrs. McTavish’s intentionally worn leather wingback chair and the sewing table are both 1:12 artisan miniatures. The inside of the sewing table is particularly well made and detailed with a removable tray made up of multiple compartments. Beneath it, the floral fabric lines the underside and opens up into a central bag. Both pieces come from Kathleen Knight’s Doll’s House Shop in the United Kingdom. The sewing items which sit on its top also came from Kathleen Knight’s Doll’s House Shop and various online specialists on E-Bay. The tartan rug draped over the back of the chair I have had since I was about six. It came with a blanket rocker miniature I was given for my sixth birthday.
The sewing basket that you can see on the floor next to the pedestal table I bought from a high street shop that specialised in dolls and doll house furnishings. It is an artisan miniature and contains pieces of embroidery and embroidery threads.
On the small pedestal table next to Mrs. McTavish’s chair comes from Kathleen Knight’s Doll House Shop, as does the bright tea caddy, the blue and white china teacup and saucer and the spoon rest on its top. The spoon comes from Beautifully Handmade Miniatures in Kettering.
On the wall just behind Mrs. McTavish’s chair hangs a hand painted cuckoo clock. It has been made by Warwick Miniatures in Ireland, who are well known for the quality and detail applied to their pieces.
The tea cosy on the arm of Mrs. McTavish’s chair, which fits snugly over a white porcelain teapot on the side of the range, has been hand knitted in fine lemon, blue and violet wool. It comes easily off and off and can be as easily put back on as a real tea cosy on a real teapot. It comes from a specialist miniatures stockist in the United Kingdom, as does the copper kettle on the hob.
The coal scuttle, containing real coal is a beautiful example of canal barge ware from Mick and Marie’s Miniatures in the United Kingdom. Narrow boat painting, or canal art is a traditional British folk art. This highly decorative folk art once adorned the working narrow boats of the inland waterways of Britain. Canal ware, barge ware, or gift ware, are used to describe decorated trinkets, and household items, rather than the decorated narrow boats.
In the background you can see Mrs. McTavish’s dark wood dresser cluttered with decorative china. I have had the dresser since I was a child. The shelves of the dresser have different patterned crockery which have come from different miniature stockists both in Australia and the United Kingdom.
The rug on the floor comes from Kathleen Knight’s Doll House Shop in the United Kingdom.
In the end of the day, it is up to us to handle the reflection of our action and the only way of avoiding so, is running as fast as possible.
After escaping the eradication of his fellow green martians, J'onn J'onzz came to Earth. He took on the identity of the man who tried to hunt him down - Hank Henshaw, director of the Department of Extranormal Operations.
I've had a lot of problems with J'onn on this show until very, very recently. This last arc of his finally brought his personality around from being a stereotypical government agent to the wise and empathetic pacifist he should be. The costume, though, still infuriates me. Why would the guy who has been living in secret on Earth need a totally non-functional armored black super-suit? Would it not make so much more sense for his true form to be wearing the clothes of his people? They had the perfect justification for the classic harness design, but opted for this one to be "cool" and "edgy" (or more likely, easier to believably render on their special effects budget). It's not that it's a bad design, it just makes no sense in the context of the story.
Fork-tailed Woodnymph
A text, in english, from Fork-tailed Woodnymph
A text, in english, from Birdlife International:
Justification
This species has an extremely large range, and hence does not approach the thresholds for Vulnerable under the range size criterion (Extent of Occurrence 30% decline over ten years or three generations). The population size has not been quantified, but it is not believed to approach the thresholds for Vulnerable under the population size criterion (10% in ten years or three generations, or with a specified population structure). For these reasons the species is evaluated as Least Concern.
Taxonomic source(s)
del Hoyo, J.; Collar, N. J.; Christie, D. A.; Elliott, A.; Fishpool, L. D. C. 2014. HBW and BirdLife International Illustrated Checklist of the Birds of the World. Barcelona, Spain and Cambridge UK: Lynx Edicions and BirdLife International.
SACC. 2006. A classification of the bird species of South America. Available at: #http://www.museum.lsu.edu/~Remsen/SACCBaseline.html#.
Population justification
The global population size has not been quantified, but this species is described as 'common' (Stotz et al. (1996).
Trend justification
This species is suspected to lose 15.9-17.6% of suitable habitat within its distribution over three generations (12 years) based on a model of Amazonian deforestation (Soares-Filho et al. 2006, Bird et al. 2011). It is therefore suspected to decline by <25% over three generations.
References
Stotz, D. F.; Fitzpatrick, J. W.; Parker, T. A.; Moskovits, D. K. 1996. Neotropical birds: ecology and conservation. University of Chicago Press, Chicago.
Further web sources of information
Explore HBW Alive for further information on this species
Search for photos and videos,and hear sounds of this species from the Internet Bird Collection
Text account compilers
Ekstrom, J., Butchart, S.
IUCN Red List evaluators
Butchart, S., Symes, A.
Recommended citation
BirdLife International (2015) Species factsheet: Thalurania furcata. Downloaded from www.birdlife.org on 14/12/2015. Recommended citation for factsheets for more than one species: BirdLife International (2015) IUCN Red List for birds. Downloaded from www.birdlife.org on 14/12/2015.
This information is based upon, and updates, the information published in BirdLife International (2000) Threatened birds of the world. Barcelona and Cambridge, UK: Lynx Edicions and BirdLife International, BirdLife International (2004) Threatened birds of the world 2004 CD-ROM and BirdLife International (2008) Threatened birds of the world 2008 CD-ROM. These sources provide the information for species accounts for the birds on the IUCN Red List.
To provide new information to update this factsheet or to correct any errors, please email BirdLife
To contribute to discussions on the evaluation of the IUCN Red List status of Globally Threatened Birds, please visit BirdLife's Globally Threatened Bird Forums.
Beija-flor-tesoura-verde
Texto, em português, da WikiAves:
O beija-flor-tesoura-verde é uma ave da ordem dos Apodiformes, da família Trochilidae.
Também é conhecido como beija-flor-de-barriga-violeta. No livro Aves do Brasil, edição Pantanal e Cerrado, consta como beija-flor-de-ventre-roxo.
Seu nome significa: do (grego) thalos = criança, descendente de; e ouranos céu, celeste, referente ao azul do céu; e do (latim) furcata, furcatus = bifurcada. ⇒ Pássaro filho do azul celeste com cauda bifurcada.
Mede cerca de 9,7 cm de comprimento. Macho com partes superiores esverdeadas, garganta verde-metálica, peito e barriga azul-violeta-brilhante; fêmea com as partes inferiores cinza.
Possui doze subespécies:
Thalurania furcata furcata (Gmelin, 1788) - ocorre no extremo Leste da Venezuela, Guianas e Norte do Brasil, ao norte do Rio Amazonas;
Thalurania furcata refulgens (Gould, 1853) - ocorre no Nordeste da Venezuela, na Península de Paría e na Serra de Cumaná;
Thalurania furcata fissilis (Berlepsch & Hartert, 1902) - ocorre no Leste da Venezuela, e na região adjacente no extremo Oeste da Guiana e Nordeste do Brasil;
Thalurania furcata nigrofasciata (Gould, 1846) - ocorre do Sudoeste da Colômbia até o extremo Sul da Venezuela e Noroeste do Brasil;
Thalurania furcata viridipectus (Gould, 1848) - ocorre do Leste da Cordilheira dos Andes na Leste da Colômbia até o Nordeste do Peru;
Thalurania furcata jelskii (Taczanowski, 1874) - ocorre na região tropical Leste do Peru e na região adjacente no Brasil;
Thalurania furcata simoni (Hellmayr, 1906) - ocorre na Amazônia ao Sul do Rio Amazonas no extremo Leste do Peru e no Oeste do Brasil;
Thalurania furcata balzani (Simon, 1896) - ocorre na região Norte e Central do Brasil ao sul do Rio Amazonas;
Thalurania furcata furcatoides (Gould, 1861) - ocorre no baixo Rio Amazonas, na região Leste do Brasil ao Sul do Rio Amazonas;
Thalurania furcata boliviana (Boucard, 1894) - ocorre nos sopés da Cordilheira dos Andes no Sudeste do Peru e no Nordeste da Bolívia;
Thalurania furcata baeri (Hellmayr, 1907) - ocorre da região Central e Nordeste do Brasil até o Sudeste da Bolívia e no Norte da Argentina;
Thalurania furcata eriphile (Lesson, 1832) - ocorre do Sudeste do Brasil, Leste do Paraguai até o Nordeste da Argentina, na região de Misiones.
Alimenta-se em flores à pouca altura, buscando também insetos na vegetação ou capturando-os no ar.
Faz ninho em forma de taça profunda, preso por teias de aranha a forquilhas ou pequenos ramos, a cerca de 2 m de altura. Põe 2 ovos brancos. Os filhotes deixam o ninho após 18 a 24 dias.
Comum no sub-bosque de florestas altas, capoeiras e florestas de várzea. Vive solitário, defendendo seu território de maneira agressiva.
Distribuição Geográfica:
Quase todo o Brasil, da Amazônia ao Paraná. Encontrado também do México à Bolívia, Paraguai e Argentina.
Referências:
Portal Brasil 500 Pássaros, Beija-flor-tesoura-verde - Disponível em webserver.eln.gov.br/Pass500/BIRDS/1birds/p159.htm Acesso em 09 mai. 2009
CLEMENTS, J. F.; The Clements Checklist of Birds of the World. Cornell: Cornell University Press, 2005.
Classificação Científica
Reino: Animalia
Filo: Chordata
Classe: Aves
Ordem: Apodiformes
Família: Trochilidae
Vigors, 1825
Subfamília: Trochilinae
Vigors, 1825
Espécie: T. furcata
Nome Científico
Thalurania furcata
(Gmelin, 1788)
Nome em Inglês
Fork-tailed Woodnymph
Estado de Conservação
(IUCN 3.1)
Pouco Preocupante
Birdlife International:
Justification
This species has an extremely large range, and hence does not approach the thresholds for Vulnerable under the range size criterion (Extent of Occurrence 30% decline over ten years or three generations). The population size has not been quantified, but it is not believed to approach the thresholds for Vulnerable under the population size criterion (10% in ten years or three generations, or with a specified population structure). For these reasons the species is evaluated as Least Concern.
Taxonomic source(s)
del Hoyo, J.; Collar, N. J.; Christie, D. A.; Elliott, A.; Fishpool, L. D. C. 2014. HBW and BirdLife International Illustrated Checklist of the Birds of the World. Barcelona, Spain and Cambridge UK: Lynx Edicions and BirdLife International.
SACC. 2006. A classification of the bird species of South America. Available at: #http://www.museum.lsu.edu/~Remsen/SACCBaseline.html#.
Population justification
The global population size has not been quantified, but this species is described as 'common' (Stotz et al. (1996).
Trend justification
This species is suspected to lose 15.9-17.6% of suitable habitat within its distribution over three generations (12 years) based on a model of Amazonian deforestation (Soares-Filho et al. 2006, Bird et al. 2011). It is therefore suspected to decline by <25% over three generations.
References
Stotz, D. F.; Fitzpatrick, J. W.; Parker, T. A.; Moskovits, D. K. 1996. Neotropical birds: ecology and conservation. University of Chicago Press, Chicago.
Further web sources of information
Explore HBW Alive for further information on this species
Search for photos and videos,and hear sounds of this species from the Internet Bird Collection
Text account compilers
Ekstrom, J., Butchart, S.
IUCN Red List evaluators
Butchart, S., Symes, A.
Recommended citation
BirdLife International (2015) Species factsheet: Thalurania furcata. Downloaded from www.birdlife.org on 14/12/2015. Recommended citation for factsheets for more than one species: BirdLife International (2015) IUCN Red List for birds. Downloaded from www.birdlife.org on 14/12/2015.
This information is based upon, and updates, the information published in BirdLife International (2000) Threatened birds of the world. Barcelona and Cambridge, UK: Lynx Edicions and BirdLife International, BirdLife International (2004) Threatened birds of the world 2004 CD-ROM and BirdLife International (2008) Threatened birds of the world 2008 CD-ROM. These sources provide the information for species accounts for the birds on the IUCN Red List.
To provide new information to update this factsheet or to correct any errors, please email BirdLife
To contribute to discussions on the evaluation of the IUCN Red List status of Globally Threatened Birds, please visit BirdLife's Globally Threatened Bird Forums.
Beija-flor-tesoura-verde
Texto, em português, da WikiAves:
O beija-flor-tesoura-verde é uma ave da ordem dos Apodiformes, da família Trochilidae.
Também é conhecido como beija-flor-de-barriga-violeta. No livro Aves do Brasil, edição Pantanal e Cerrado, consta como beija-flor-de-ventre-roxo.
Seu nome significa: do (grego) thalos = criança, descendente de; e ouranos céu, celeste, referente ao azul do céu; e do (latim) furcata, furcatus = bifurcada. ⇒ Pássaro filho do azul celeste com cauda bifurcada.
Mede cerca de 9,7 cm de comprimento. Macho com partes superiores esverdeadas, garganta verde-metálica, peito e barriga azul-violeta-brilhante; fêmea com as partes inferiores cinza.
Possui doze subespécies:
Thalurania furcata furcata (Gmelin, 1788) - ocorre no extremo Leste da Venezuela, Guianas e Norte do Brasil, ao norte do Rio Amazonas;
Thalurania furcata refulgens (Gould, 1853) - ocorre no Nordeste da Venezuela, na Península de Paría e na Serra de Cumaná;
Thalurania furcata fissilis (Berlepsch & Hartert, 1902) - ocorre no Leste da Venezuela, e na região adjacente no extremo Oeste da Guiana e Nordeste do Brasil;
Thalurania furcata nigrofasciata (Gould, 1846) - ocorre do Sudoeste da Colômbia até o extremo Sul da Venezuela e Noroeste do Brasil;
Thalurania furcata viridipectus (Gould, 1848) - ocorre do Leste da Cordilheira dos Andes na Leste da Colômbia até o Nordeste do Peru;
Thalurania furcata jelskii (Taczanowski, 1874) - ocorre na região tropical Leste do Peru e na região adjacente no Brasil;
Thalurania furcata simoni (Hellmayr, 1906) - ocorre na Amazônia ao Sul do Rio Amazonas no extremo Leste do Peru e no Oeste do Brasil;
Thalurania furcata balzani (Simon, 1896) - ocorre na região Norte e Central do Brasil ao sul do Rio Amazonas;
Thalurania furcata furcatoides (Gould, 1861) - ocorre no baixo Rio Amazonas, na região Leste do Brasil ao Sul do Rio Amazonas;
Thalurania furcata boliviana (Boucard, 1894) - ocorre nos sopés da Cordilheira dos Andes no Sudeste do Peru e no Nordeste da Bolívia;
Thalurania furcata baeri (Hellmayr, 1907) - ocorre da região Central e Nordeste do Brasil até o Sudeste da Bolívia e no Norte da Argentina;
Thalurania furcata eriphile (Lesson, 1832) - ocorre do Sudeste do Brasil, Leste do Paraguai até o Nordeste da Argentina, na região de Misiones.
Alimenta-se em flores à pouca altura, buscando também insetos na vegetação ou capturando-os no ar.
Faz ninho em forma de taça profunda, preso por teias de aranha a forquilhas ou pequenos ramos, a cerca de 2 m de altura. Põe 2 ovos brancos. Os filhotes deixam o ninho após 18 a 24 dias.
Comum no sub-bosque de florestas altas, capoeiras e florestas de várzea. Vive solitário, defendendo seu território de maneira agressiva.
Distribuição Geográfica:
Quase todo o Brasil, da Amazônia ao Paraná. Encontrado também do México à Bolívia, Paraguai e Argentina.
Referências:
Portal Brasil 500 Pássaros, Beija-flor-tesoura-verde - Disponível em webserver.eln.gov.br/Pass500/BIRDS/1birds/p159.htm Acesso em 09 mai. 2009
CLEMENTS, J. F.; The Clements Checklist of Birds of the World. Cornell: Cornell University Press, 2005.
Classificação Científica
Reino: Animalia
Filo: Chordata
Classe: Aves
Ordem: Apodiformes
Família: Trochilidae
Vigors, 1825
Subfamília: Trochilinae
Vigors, 1825
Espécie: T. furcata
Nome Científico
Thalurania furcata
(Gmelin, 1788)
Nome em Inglês
Fork-tailed Woodnymph
Estado de Conservação
(IUCN 3.1)
Pouco Preocupante
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