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I'm looking after this very nervous cat for a member of the family for a fortnight. Her first day she hid up the chimney, but having a few days with her she is becoming more like a family cat every day and enjoying the fuss and attention she gets. This was the first chance I got to take a photo of her.
tawny frogmouth (Podargus strigoides).
Since yesterday morning this frogmouth has taken up residence on our recently pruned ficus tree, rent-free!
Sundown, last night.
Looking down, over the sea fog, and Ailsa Craig, and the Firth of Clyde. Distillery at the coast.
From my garden,
South Carrick Hills
SW Scotland
Prayer
Some days, although we cannot pray, a prayer
utters itself. So, a woman will lift
her head from the sieve of her hands and stare
at the minims sung by a tree, a sudden gift.
Some nights, although we are faithless, the truth
enters our hearts, that small familiar pain;
then a man will stand stock-still, hearing his youth
in the distant Latin chanting of a train.
Pray for us now. Grade 1 piano scales
console the lodger looking out across
a Midlands town. Then dusk, and someone calls
a child's name as though they named their loss.
Darkness outside. Inside, the radio's prayer -
Rockall. Malin. Dogger. Finisterre.
Carol Ann Duffy
I thought I'd better clean and tidy the sink area but she had decided it was her resting spot!
She's so much more friendly and she has toys to play with. We thought she'd be with us a week but it's almost three now, as some building work has gone on far longer than it should.
Our nesting Starlings have returned for the 5th year in a row...they have found a nice spot in the roof somewhere...great to see.
HSS
Philip Glass just completed his David Bowie's Trilogy Lodger Symphony.
www.theguardian.com/music/2018/jan/30/philip-glass-david-...
That's the news I saw so that I try to create a series to dedicate to the trilogy.
Philip Glass Symphony Heroes
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It's officially Spring and my resident "lodger" is letting me know it is time to dig up all those worms he loves.
At Tangen in Kristiansand, a new district with 43,000 m2 of housing and 33,000 m2 of business / school is under development. The area is close to the center, surrounded by water, with Otra to the east and the sea to the south and west.
The stench from the construction pit on Tangen stings in the nose. The half-rotten, penetrating smell is a testimony to the sins of the past.
- "We pull it on Tangen", was the tone of the review in my childhood. Should one get rid of something, it was just a matter of pulling it on Tangen, says Harald Sødal (born 1938).
Many have slipped out after dark and thrown away old bicycles and refrigerators and things that were no longer usable. This is how the landfill grew imperceptibly on Tangen from year to year.
The seaweed quickly became the industrial area of Kristiansand, and the filling started with the brickworks operation from 1783. The plant was built on a bulwark partly on land, partly on the skerries outside, which was so shallow that the hired workers from Flensburg in Germany could wade over. The area between the skerries and land was eventually filled with brick and sand.
Tangen housed many businesses, such as windmills and pottery, and has always been an area for military activities. In 1657, a block house with ten cannons was built, hence the name Blokkhusgata, and shipbuilding continued at "Kongens Værft" in the extension of Østre Strandgate. In more modern times, Sørlandet's first seaport with seaplanes was established on the marine site, where Aquarama is located today.
In 1855 came the biggest polluter of them all, the gas plant, which has left quantities of heavy metals in the ground where the KEV building was erected after the gas power plant was shut down in 1957.
Tangen was never intended as a residential area, even though it became the residence of the workers at the various workplaces. In the census from 1801, there were seven residential houses on Tangen, which accommodated a total of 60 people; potters, stonemasons, sawmills, sailors and bricklayers with wives, children, lodgers and servants. As a curiosity, we can mention that of the nine married women on Tangen in 1801, five were older than their husbands, two of them were 11 years older.
The name Lortetangen arose partly as a result of Kvadraturen literally swimming in feces. The "night man" was called the dot timber, the one who emptied the city's dowries and drove the trickling, smelly contents to piers along the sea by horse and leaky cart. One of the piers was on Tangen, where today's Tangen upper secondary school is located. From the pier, the urine was drained into the river, while the solid contents were left behind and sold as fertilizer to farmers on Tveit, who collected it in open shacks.
For Macro Mondays theme 'Treasured'.
One of my most treasured possessions is my precious microscope. It was given to me by my grandparents when I was a young child - they had had a veterinary student lodger renting a small flat above their garage who suddenly vacated the flat when the rent was due, leaving behind a number of possessions that presumably were too difficult to carry easily. One of things left behind was this microscope, clearly a quality and valuable instrument so it is curious that it would be left behind. Recognising my interest in the natural sciences, my grandparents gave me his microscope, that came with slides and eyepieces - it was a excellent source of discovery that lasted all through my school days until I went off to university. I still have the microscope, but it doesn't get taken out of its case very often any more - although I did have fun photographing it for a photography course, see the first comment box. The 4X is the magnification power of one of the objective lenses, it is 1.8cm in diameter.
Off High Street, Markyate, Hertfordshire. Many houses facing High Street used to be businesses and, therefore, had/have long extensions into their backyard to accommodate workshops, storage and sometimes also lodgers.
Our back garden has finally matured to the point that a pair of goldfinches have decided to nest in it. I'm looking forward to getting acquainted with one another.
'The Royal Arrival' visiting this wild garden regularly, had obviously been homeless and was extremely shy. Meanwhile he is not running off when his meals are served and is talking to his ‘tin-opener’, but still needs a certain distance to humans. He spends a lot of time in this wild garden and – if needed - even finds shelter in the wood shed. The Royal Arrival lives in peace and harmony together with the birds, rabbits and squirrels which have all found their home here, too
He and his fellow lodgers are most welcome, much loved and cared for as best as possible and their desire to live free is well respected !
This is how he welcomed me the other morning when I opened the door to serve his breakfast :-)
This Smiling TomCat would love to see your smile, too 😄
More about the Royal Arrival here
Panasonic Lumix DMC-FZ200
ƒ/4.0
108.0 mm
1/500
ISO 100
Dedicated to C.F. (ILYWAMHASAM)
At Tangen in Kristiansand, a new district with 43,000 m2 of housing and 33,000 m2 of business / school is under development. The area is close to the center, surrounded by water, with Otra to the east and the sea to the south and west.
The stench from the construction pit on Tangen stings in the nose. The half-rotten, penetrating smell is a testimony to the sins of the past.
- "We pull it on Tangen", was the tone of the review in my childhood. Should one get rid of something, it was just a matter of pulling it on Tangen, says Harald Sødal (born 1938).
Many have slipped out after dark and thrown away old bicycles and refrigerators and things that were no longer usable. This is how the landfill grew imperceptibly on Tangen from year to year.
The seaweed quickly became the industrial area of Kristiansand, and the filling started with the brickworks operation from 1783. The plant was built on a bulwark partly on land, partly on the skerries outside, which was so shallow that the hired workers from Flensburg in Germany could wade over. The area between the skerries and land was eventually filled with brick and sand.
Tangen housed many businesses, such as windmills and pottery, and has always been an area for military activities. In 1657, a block house with ten cannons was built, hence the name Blokkhusgata, and shipbuilding continued at "Kongens Værft" in the extension of Østre Strandgate. In more modern times, Sørlandet's first seaport with seaplanes was established on the marine site, where Aquarama is located today.
In 1855 came the biggest polluter of them all, the gas plant, which has left quantities of heavy metals in the ground where the KEV building was erected after the gas power plant was shut down in 1957.
Tangen was never intended as a residential area, even though it became the residence of the workers at the various workplaces. In the census from 1801, there were seven residential houses on Tangen, which accommodated a total of 60 people; potters, stonemasons, sawmills, sailors and bricklayers with wives, children, lodgers and servants. As a curiosity, we can mention that of the nine married women on Tangen in 1801, five were older than their husbands, two of them were 11 years older.
The name Lortetangen arose partly as a result of Kvadraturen literally swimming in feces. The "night man" was called the dot timber, the one who emptied the city's dowries and drove the trickling, smelly contents to piers along the sea by horse and leaky cart. One of the piers was on Tangen, where today's Tangen upper secondary school is located. From the pier, the urine was drained into the river, while the solid contents were left behind and sold as fertilizer to farmers on Tveit, who collected it in open shacks.
At Tangen in Kristiansand, a new district with 43,000 m2 of housing and 33,000 m2 of business / school is under development. The area is close to the center, surrounded by water, with Otra to the east and the sea to the south and west.
The stench from the construction pit on Tangen stings in the nose. The half-rotten, penetrating smell is a testimony to the sins of the past.
- "We pull it on Tangen", was the tone of the review in my childhood. Should one get rid of something, it was just a matter of pulling it on Tangen, says Harald Sødal (born 1938).
Many have slipped out after dark and thrown away old bicycles and refrigerators and things that were no longer usable. This is how the landfill grew imperceptibly on Tangen from year to year.
The seaweed quickly became the industrial area of Kristiansand, and the filling started with the brickworks operation from 1783. The plant was built on a bulwark partly on land, partly on the skerries outside, which was so shallow that the hired workers from Flensburg in Germany could wade over. The area between the skerries and land was eventually filled with brick and sand.
Tangen housed many businesses, such as windmills and pottery, and has always been an area for military activities. In 1657, a block house with ten cannons was built, hence the name Blokkhusgata, and shipbuilding continued at "Kongens Værft" in the extension of Østre Strandgate. In more modern times, Sørlandet's first seaport with seaplanes was established on the marine site, where Aquarama is located today.
In 1855 came the biggest polluter of them all, the gas plant, which has left quantities of heavy metals in the ground where the KEV building was erected after the gas power plant was shut down in 1957.
Tangen was never intended as a residential area, even though it became the residence of the workers at the various workplaces. In the census from 1801, there were seven residential houses on Tangen, which accommodated a total of 60 people; potters, stonemasons, sawmills, sailors and bricklayers with wives, children, lodgers and servants. As a curiosity, we can mention that of the nine married women on Tangen in 1801, five were older than their husbands, two of them were 11 years older.
The name Lortetangen arose partly as a result of Kvadraturen literally swimming in feces. The "night man" was called the dot timber, the one who emptied the city's dowries and drove the trickling, smelly contents to piers along the sea by horse and leaky cart. One of the piers was on Tangen, where today's Tangen upper secondary school is located. From the pier, the urine was drained into the river, while the solid contents were left behind and sold as fertilizer to farmers on Tveit, who collected it in open shacks.
Last year we had this little lodger, supposedly for a week but due to building works over running, we had her for a day short of ten weeks.
She hid for the first two weeks but became more brave and at the end sat with us.
Just a quick phone camera grab.
As I was sitting on the loo, a red squirrel was prancing around on our neighbours' roof, examining the solar panels (too slippery even for squirrels). Suddenly it disappeared under the roof tiles. Well, I thought, we'll have to inform the neighbours about that. Shortly afterwards it reappeared from a gap above the panels and did not disappear again when I held the hastily fetched tele out of the skylight. I thought it was stuck and was about to start the rescue chain when it disappeared again. Our neighbour, asked if the lodger was paying his rent, replied that she would make sure he at least paid the service charges.
I pulled the dogs couch out to hoover underneath and there was this Tortoise shell butterfly going into hibernation, I will probably relocate it to the shed for the winter.
A lodger at Mammoth Hot Springs watches from the safety of his room as a bull elk, or wapati (Cervus canadensis) rests on the grasses outside. Yellowstone National Park, USA.
The latest visitor to my Mums garden. Promise of free food on the Cat grapevine welcomes yet another lodger.
For a change I’ve had a busy week. I’ve just got back from a week in Royston on grandchild duties, I say a week, for two days I had business in Hove supporting my youngest son end the tenancy on a flat he’s had there for 5 years. It was a sad end of chapter for him, although he loved the area, the flat he lived in, he was the victim of an abusive relationship. It’s all good now, once he saw what it was (it’s so hard for a victim), with the help of his family who rallied round to protected him through the last 3 months, specifically his sister who gained a lodger and the return of a beloved brother. The termination of the flat was the last piece in the jigsaw, made harder by the fact the abuser was a permitted occupier who contributed nothing to cost of the flat and wouldn’t get out. After all that we had a good two days in Hove, with no domestic incidents, doing what had to be done and generally having a nice time before travelling back to Royston, I even had time to take some photos. As nasty stories go it’s always nice to have a happy ending.
Baby Brian is being a highly uncooperative specimen!
For Macro Mondays theme 'Gift'. The gift here is not the snail, but my precious microscope. It was given to me by my grandparents when I was a young child - they had had a veterinary student lodger renting a small flat above their garage who suddenly vacated the flat when the rent was due, leaving behind a number of possessions that presumably were too difficult to carry easily. One of things left behind was this microscope, clearly a quality and valuable instrument so it is curious that it would be left behind. Recognising my interest in the natural sciences, my grandparents gave me his microscope, that came with slides and eyepieces - it was a excellent source of discovery that lasted all through my school days until I went off to university. I still have the microscope, but it doesn't get taken out of its case very often any more - although I did have fun photographing it for a photography course, see the first comment box. The 4X is the magnification power of one of the objective lenses, it is 1.8cm in diameter.
No snails were harmed in the making of this photograph.
都日落了，這樣的尋尋覓覓，汲汲營營，能找著什麼呢?
Philip Glass just completed his David Bowie's Trilogy Lodger Symphony.
That's the news I saw so that I try to create a series to dedicate to the trilogy.
Philip Glass Symphony I (Low Symphony)
Philip Glass joue Mad Rush
www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Q0G0-9E5SE
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