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Less time than it takes to say it, less tears than it takes to die; I've taken account of everything, there you have it. I've made a census of the stones, they are as numerous as my fingers and some others; I've distributed some pamphlets to the plants, but not all were willing to accept them. I've kept company with music for a second only and now I no longer know what to think of suicide, for if I ever want to part from myself, the exit is on this side and, I add mischievously, the entrance, the re-entrance is on the other. You see what you still have to do. Hours, grief, I don't keep a reasonable account of them; I'm alone, I look out of the window; there is no passerby, or rather no-one passes (underline passes). You don't know this man? It's Mr. Same. May I introduce Madam Madam? And their children. Then I turn back on my steps, my steps turn back too, but I don't know exactly what they turn back on. I consult a schedule; the names of the towns have been replaced by the names of people who have been quite close to me. Shall I go to A, return to B, change at X? Yes, of course I'll change at X. Provided I don't miss the connection with boredom! There we are: boredom, beautiful parallels, ah! how beautiful the parallels are under God's perpendicular.
~ Andre Breton
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Angel window in the north aisle by Christopher Whall, c1922.
St Mary Magdalene's at Knighton serves one of the former villages on Leicester's outer fringes that are now more or less incorporated into the suburban sprawl whilst still retaining some of its separate identity. It is set back from the streets in a quiet corner surrounded by greenery, its tall, slender spire announcing its presence above the roofs and trees.
On closer inspection it's immediately clear that this church is a bit more unusual, the medieval building consisted of just nave and chancel with the slim and elegant west tower and spire (which has a medieval statue of its patron saint, in a curiously off-centre niche high up on the eastern face) but had a south aisle added in the Victorian period. Then in the mid 20th century came a rather more dramatic transformation when a new nave was built, between the old church and the Victorian aisle, which necessitated dismantling the latter and rebuilding it further to the south so that the modern nave sits inbetween, largely unnoticed from outside, but very much apparent within. Entry is via the west porch which forms part of this modern enlargement.
Once inside one is confronted by the light and spacious modern nave, culminating in a plain-glazed oriel window at the east end. The south arcade is also modern and separates the short Victorian south aisle that was reassembled here. The nortn arcade however is medieval and divides the old part of the church from the new, the present north aisle having been the nave and chancel of the original church. There is much Victorian glass here, but the really significant piece is the beautiful Arts & Crafts window at the west end with two glorious angels in blue and red. The ancient font also stands close by.
The church isn't normally open outside of services, it had been a familiar sight to me for a few years having lectured the Leicester Stained Glass Appreciation Society (that meet in the parish rooms over the road) on many occasions. On all my visits I'd never found it open so on one occasion one of the group members kindly arranged for someone to come and open the church up for me, but sadly despite their best efforts whoever this keyholder was never showed up. An opening for a previous Ride & Stride day also failed to materialise, but happily this year it was open and a thriving space (people were gathering at the west end and there was a condolence book out in memroy of the Queen who'd died two days earlier). I'm glad to be able to say it was worth the wait to see inside at last.
Out for a chilly but sunny ride this morning.. Overlooking Hathersage here in the Peak District from up on a hillside road that I have never been on before!
An abandoned Manor just left, full of nik naks, photographs etc., a genuine time bubble if a trifle messy in parts
This site isn’t so much for travel narrative as it is for looking at pictures, so I’ll cut out a full day’s narrative, save for this:
Thursday was close to an eleven hour day of travel to get from Yangshuo to Detian. I spent less than 90 minutes shooting at the falls. From Detian (western part of the province on the Vietnamese border), I had to make my way to Beihai (southern, coastal city on the Gulf of Tonkin). It was, in distance, much shorter than Yangshuo-Detian. However, it turned into a reasonably miserable travel day and took about twelve hours (with about five of those hours spent in a bus station waiting room in Nanning). I got to my hotel in Beihai around 9:30 p.m. on Friday night. (I would stay in the same hotel Sunday night as well.)
The only positive to come from Friday’s travel was on the bus from Detian to Daxin (and on to Nanning). There was a very nice girl traveling with her parents who wanted to practice her English who happened to have visited Beihai. I think she said she was from Guangdong, too. Anyway, what I wanted to do most in Beihai was go to Weizhou Island (Weizhou Dao). She suggested (almost implied it was required) that I needed to book tickets on the ferry to Weizhou Dao in advance, so she helped me and called someone she knew in Beihai to reserve a ticket for me at 8:30 on Saturday morning.
I really didn’t know too much about Weizhou Dao, except that it was listed in Lonely Planet as a place to go. I did try to research it online, too, but couldn’t find too many pictures of the island. I found a few, though, and it was enough to convince me that it was worth going. Besides, Beihai honestly didn’t have too many places I was interested in seeing for two days.
So, I decided before the trip that I would come out and spend the night here on Weizhou Island. That turned out to be about the best decision I made for this trip, as it was much better than I was expecting from the lack of information I could find about the place.
I fell in love with this island. The ride across the Gulf of Tonkin takes a little over an hour on a high-speed boat. The cost is 150 RMB, which also includes admission to the island. The island is the remnants of a volcano, I believe, and is a reasonably circular island with a total area of 25-30 square kilometers. So…it’s small.
The port at Weizhou Dao is on the northwest corner of the island. The main city (that is to say the one place where there’s a main street running along the water for about 1 km) is called Nanwan (South Bay). To get around the island, you can either walk, rent a bike, or take a san lun che (tuk tuk). San lun che is the easiest. Depending on where you want to go on the island, it costs between 20 and 40 RMB to go from place to place. There are cars on the island, and people (though not many) do live here year-round, but for public transportation, those are your options, and they’re more than enough.
I think I paid 30 RMB to a guy to get me down to Nanwan. I hadn’t booked anything in advance (though I tried), so went to the first place that Lonely Planet mentioned: Piggybar. This was a very cheap place and as close to a dive as any place I’ve stayed in China.
This was the tropics in June, so the weather was sweltering. It turns out that I wouldn’t be alone in my room. I stopped counting how many cockroaches I killed somewhere after five or so. Big-sized suckers, too. But, that would be later in the day. At night, the electricity constantly cut out. This was only a slight annoyance because it would turn the air conditioner off. Sleeping wasn’t nearly as uncomfortable as I thought it would be. I also stopped counting how many times the power would go off. (It was never for more than 5 minutes, though.) I certainly don’t fault the Piggybar for this. The power apparently just goes out around Nanwan like that.
I did enjoy the main drag in Nanwan. There are a lot of neat little bars and restaurants (and what seemed like a much nicer hotel about midway along the road). I don’t remember the name of the place, but if I make it back there, I’d definitely stay at that place instead.
After I checked into my room in the morning, I took stock of things, thought the view in the south bay was pretty nice, and headed out for a walk towards the rest of the main drag. As this is an island, almost all restaurants have fresh seafood (which, for anyone who knows me, isn’t appealing…but seafood lovers would be in heaven here). I stopped at a restaurant and grabbed an early lunch of generic non-seafood Chinese food. It was so generic that it was forgettable. Maybe it was huntun, which is like a small dumpling soup. I really don’t remember.
While sitting there in the open-air shade enjoying the view of the sea, three college girls came along on bikes they rented and joined me. They, too, were from Guangdong if I remember correctly. I was beginning to think everyone was from Guangdong, but I know better than that. At any rate, they were friendly and we were talking about what to do around the island.
For me, the most interesting place to photograph was going to be the Catholic church. There are two churches on the island – one Catholic (founded by the French), one protestant (founded by Germans, I believe), both around 100 years old, if not a little older. Of the two, the Catholic church is the much more photogenic of the two, so that was what I was most looking forward to shooting, and that was the first place I was going to head via san lun che. It cost 40 RMB to get there. The girls had bikes, so I told them to try to get there – it was on the opposite side of the island…somewhere in the northeast part, but not on the water. They didn’t quite make it, but no worries. I saw them later, and they told me they did eventually get to it.
I wandered around the church and church grounds, and also the streets in front of it for an hour or so in the early afternoon. The church itself was quiet and peaceful and the street in front of it was lively with lots of vendors.
Besides the church, there are a lot of places with natural beauty on this island. As it’s created from a volcano, there are a lot of fascinating rock formations, but those tend to shoot best in lower light closer to sunrise or sunset. There’s even another small island nearby that you can apparently get boat rides to. While near the church, I was enjoying a map of the island with its scenic spots and their flowery names. I decided to go to one that they called Drippy Red Screen. (After all, who doesn’t want to see a screen that drips like blood?)
Really, it’s called that because it’s a dark-colored rock that, close to sunset, apparently turns a vibrant red. I figured, if this is a good place to see a sunset over the sea, I’m there. I left the church around 3:00, and paid a guy another 40 RMB to wheel me back across to the southwest corner of the island.
Though it was far from sunset, I was all too happy to go rent an umbrella and wooden beach chair for 30 RMB with a “front row view” of the sunset. This was vacation, after all, and what better way to spend it than relaxing next to a beach, people watching. At first, there weren’t too many people around. Just a few groups of entrepreneurs like these who took a little area of the beach and rented the umbrellas/chairs. There were also people who you could pay to take you around on jet skis and things like that. Other than that, just sit back, enjoy a drink, and watch boats drift by in seemingly slow motion. This was a good afternoon.
After a few hours, as it got closer to sunset, the tide started to roll out, though, and my front row view began to take more and more of a back seat. Not to umbrellas, but just to people crowding the view. During the 4 or so hours that I was at the beach here, I did manage to take a walk down the way to the Drippy (Not So) Red Screen closer to sunset to see that it wasn’t quite what they hyped it up to be. (That’s a shock…) I didn’t wander more because, as a lone traveler, I was worried they might sell my spot to someone else, even though I said I’d be back. They didn’t, though, and I returned to my umbrella for a few minutes more. There came a tipping point, though – before sunset – when I made the decision that the sunset wasn’t shaping up to be so spectacular that it would warrant being in this crowded an area, so I eventually abandoned hopes of getting jaw-dropping sunset pictures and made my way back to Nanwan before the rest of the crowd did the same. At least this san lun che would only cost 20 RMB, since Nanwan was barely a 10-15 minute ride away.
Back on Nanwan’s main drag, I had the driver drop me in front of the hotel, but I wasn’t ready to go in. I just wanted to walk along the main road there, and eventually discovered all of these unique indoor-outdoor bars. I stopped and had dinner (fried rice, if I remember) and a mango smoothie that was so good that I had a second one in this neat little restaurant where tourists write their memories on the walls.
After that, I continued down the road – all this as the sunset was turning the sky to a deep blue (and I was, after all, quite pleased with what I was able to see here) – and stopped at another bar for a drink. I had a mojito that was honestly forgettable. It tasted more like carbonated soda water than anything. Not seeing much to do besides drink myself into oblivion (which I don’t care to do), I went back out and enjoyed the last of the day’s light before walking back towards the Piggybar. On the way back, I bumped into my college friends from earlier, who told me they’d enjoyed the island, and they did get to the church after all. On the way back is when the first of the power “flickers” happened with electricity dropping on the island.
Without much to do in my hotel room, I tried to stay as comfortable as possible with the air conditioning that continued to go off. It wasn’t as hard to fall asleep as I imagined, and I fell asleep early, which also gave me an early start the next morning for sunrise over the bay.
After checking out of the hotel, still very early (around 8:00), I set off with my backpack and bag and started the walk uphill. My only goal for Sunday morning on the island was to go to the protestant church and photograph there before heading to the dock and making my way back to Beihai.
It was a nice little walk as the road away from Nanwan does a zigzag straight uphill to give a nice view of the town and bay. Also, like western Guangxi, Weizhou Dao’s “countryside” is nothing but banana farms, which was quite nice to see. I shot there a little bit and, when I tired of walking after an hour or so, flagged down a san lun che and paid 30 RMB for him to take me to the protestant church, then to the dock.
The protestant church, unlike the Catholic one, had a 10 RMB admission, and wasn’t nearly as interesting (for me, at least) as the more famous Catholic church. It was nice, however, and I was glad to see it as my “farewell” to the island. From there, I went to the dock and got a ticket for the first available boat back to Beihai.
I really enjoyed my day and night here on Weizhou Dao and was looking forward to one last, relaxing evening in Beihai before getting back to the daily tedium of Chengdu. But first, one more night to go…
"Who strive - you don't know how the others strive
To paint a little thing like that you smeared
Carelessly passing with your robes afloat,-
Yet do much less, so much less, Someone says,
(I know his name, no matter) - so much less!
Well, less is more, Lucrezia."
Andrea del Sarto - 1855
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Walking around my neighborhood, I saw this truck with stickered letters urging for the taxation of church income. I've seen this truck before at local markets when I'm shopping, but I didn't know it was the person who lives in one of the most horticulturally outstanding craftsman bungalows in my neighborhood.
Colonial Heights
Sacramento, CA
"NEED MONEY?
TAX THE CHURCHES
FOR CHRISSAKE
AMEN"
If you replace the California plates (and maybe replace the Chevy Tahoe with an old International Travel-All or VW Van), this scene might fit just as well in Portland out near 82nd Ave below Rocky Butte or out in the Foster-Powell area. That's true of a lot of scenes here in Colonial Heights. I can almost imagine I'm alerady where I'd rather be.
Less Autre
De Klinker club
27/02/2019
Peter Fias Lead guitar & Vocals
Charles Guillaume bass
MRRay Keys, guitar & Backing Vocals
Mattia Swinnen - Drums
Special Guest - Jente Pironet
Photo's © Patrick Van Vlerken 2019
In less than two weeks this darling man will be my husband. He shared with me tonight the brilliant idea of doing a 365 of some kind starting the day before we get married. Capturing the first year of our marriage.
Tonight he drew me a bath, set out lots of candles, put a towel on the edge of the tub for my book, and even a glass of water. I have never been so wholly cherished. I am so lucky. I have never been more sure of anything in my life. He is the one I want to do life with.
These photos are from our day on City Island.
At Dunino Den we can see what look like fingerprints expanding into the rocks. You can trace patterns, or look for handprints with more, or five, or less fingers. Today people leave shells, other found objects, something special they brought with them and money in holes eroding into the rock. I have heard how some standing stones seem to grow and how more access has flattened ground around them. The natural hollows in the rock formations cut through by the river here just in from the sea coast in Fife form bowls waiting to be filled. Is it possible that natural formations such as these inspired our ancestors to further work hollows and bowls and use them throughout the year to make symbols of their veneration? Similar natural finger prints, or footfall indicators can be seen in through vegetation and shelters as well as in rivers. The fleet footed elementals pass quickly in their sky steps and their river dances showing us their stellar shimmering ways.
The circles in the heavens bring ephemeral dappled gateways down to earth and in and through water. The lights in the dark heavens above our clay held earth give us the inclining to seek light in shade following seams such as coal, copper and quartz into the depths of the dark where bright bodied mythical treasure beasts slumber. As we reach out now to geological features our handprints and foot patterns, our maps and symbols are left beyond our life span and yet even the rocks and the strongest stones are still living and dying, erupting and eroding bones. Some parts of prehistory, or less well recorded history give us great room for us to pause and to imagine, even to make belief and to find answers that work for us and maybe for all that experience our Cosmos.
This preoccupation with what preoccupied our ancestors is an ongoing project for me that takes me along many routes of the Human Condition towards feeling the ways of something of all of us. Whilst the project continues from the previous decades of delicate and intricate work with time to let bright ideas sink into the murk of the subconscious I can confirm that the kettle is on. Tea is production and even though I have no cooker, let’s say that it is gas powered on my way to enjoy many outdoor Fires from our our dark Earth by our bright Waters through our clear and cloudy Skies to with the work of Spirit to answer the vast fold of campfires struggling to light our world with as many wyrd wonders as we can behold through immense intense stellar shimmers that feed the force of our life.
Picture © PHH Sykes 2021
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Will-o'-the-Wisp by Arnold Böcklin - Das Irrlicht -1882
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Ross Dress for Less (29,797 square feet)
4107 Portsmouth Boulevard, Suite 200, The Crossroads at Chesapeake Square, Chesapeake, VA
This location opened in the mid 2000s; it was originally part of Wal-Mart #1682, which opened on July 31st, 1991 and relocated here on July 17th, 2002.
Eared Grebe, Baywood Pier, Baywood Park, CA
Feeding
Main Food Taken
Wide variety of aquatic prey, principally invertebrates including small crustaceans (especially brine shrimp [Artemia sp.]), insects also less frequently takes small fish, mollusks, amphibians.
Microhabitat For Feeding
Prefers shallow saline ponds, lakes; also near shore in coast, bays. Obtains prey from bottom substrate, gleans from submerged rocks and vegetation. - Seeks lee shores under stormy conditions.
Food Capture And Consumption
Diving, head-skimming, dipping, and pecking. - Forages singly on breeding grounds, migration, staging lakes.
Surface-feeding common; skims or pecks food from water, emergent rocks, floating wood, vegetation; and occasionally plucks insects (brine flies) from the air. Underwater, all sizes of prey are probably captured singly and swallowed underwater, as never reported bringing food to surface.
Diet
Over the staging period (Jul–Jan) at Mono Lake, CA, about 90% of diet is brine shrimp (Artemia monica), 10% brine flies (Ephedra sp.; n = 100s). It is estimated that grebes staging at Mono Lake consumed 8,000–70,000 brine shrimp/day. Incidence of flies higher in summer; brine shrimp constitute nearly 100% from Sep onward. At Great Salt Lake, UT, birds (n = 30) in Jul–Aug had fed on shrimp (60%) and flies (40%); in another sample from late Jul–Nov 1966, (n = 63) 93% of diet was brine shrimp (Artemia salina), with the remainder brine flies (Ephedra 2 spp.; about 5%) and corixids (Trichorixa sp., 1%); of 24 collected mid-Oct to mid-Dec 1997, diet was >99.5% brine shrimp.
Newly arrived fall migrants often contain variety of hard parts of aquatic insects obtained at previous stopping points or brought in from breeding areas. Grebes wintering/staging on Salton Sea feed extensively on pile worms; other foods include amphipods and several species of small fish. Food habits in Gulf of California unstudied; may exploit seasonal abundance of euphausiids that are eaten by baleen whales.
In early studies, specimens obtained on breeding grounds and on migration in various western states fed largely on aquatic invertebrates, with Heteroptera predominating; among the commonest were water boatmen (Corixidae; up to 1,300 in one stomach) and predacious diving beetles (Dytiscidae). Common insects included caddis fly larvae (Phryganoidea), mayflies (Ephemiridae), various flies (Diptera), especially midges (Chironomidae), damselflies (Zygoptera), dragonflies (Anisoptera). Also exploits prey blown onto surface of water. Fish remains found in only 5 of 27 birds collected throughout the West. These studies, however, failed to sample hypersaline habitats and consequently are biased.
Drinking
Despite occupying highly saline lakes for long periods, grebes rarely seen drinking, even when ample fresh water available; apparently derive all needed water from prey. Drinking of fresh water seen commonly at Salton Sea (salinity 42–48‰), perhaps because cannot remove all the salt water adhering to larger, incompressible prey.
However, drinking is conspicuous, even frantic, in some die-offs at Salton Sea and is indicative of illness.