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Chincoteague Island, Virginia
Nikon D90, Nikkor 20mm f/1.8 AF-S
"The earth has music for those who listen." ~ George Santayana
The Mariners on Howard Street South, Great Yarmouth, Norfolk [52.607211, 1.725041]
Great Yarmouth's Mariners pub celebrates the annual Maritime Festival in the town with a beer festival and is seen here with appropriately festive bunting.
It was a pub by 1830 and in 1838 was fined five shillings for for allowing Good Friday out-of-hours drinking.
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Lovely little window in the Mariners' Church on Gloucester Docks. The window was installed in 1999 to commemorate 150 years of ministry of this church.
click on image to see detail in the glass
Went to the Mariners game on Monday. It was Star Wars Night and this was the shirt that came with our ticket.
Beauty "n Check large block #2 designed by Janice Ellertson
paper pieced sections
center appliqued by hand-fussy cut
all curved piecing by hand
I am admittedly a photo purist, and my passion is shooting photos that depict exactly what I see in my mind's eye ... not a big fan of HDR or surreal images that look fake. That being said, every now and again it's good to indulge in a little guilty pleasure - the soft focus and colored filters give this image of Lahaina Harbor an ethereal, warm look.
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The 16 mile canal linking Gloucester and Sharpness was intended to bypass the narrow winding stretch of the River Severn below Gloucester. The canal opened in 1827 and growing numbers of seamen and boatmen came to Gloucester.
In about 1831, Mr Campbell of Gloucester had a vision for Mariners Chapel but the vision faded following his death. However, the vision was taken up again in 1846 by a businessman trading in the docks who wanted to see evangelism taking place among the ignorant and neglected seamen and boatmen. The need was highlighted by a ship’s captain and a boatman who separately complained about the ‘absence of spiritual comforts’.
In 1847, a meeting was convened at which it was decided that a chapel should be established, served by a clergyman whose entire attention would be devoted to the sailors and boatmen frequenting the port.
The building was designed by local architect John Jaques – a simple building with just a nave and bell tower. The chancel is at the west end instead of the normal east, due to the close proximity of the warehouse behind the church. Local builder William Wingate began construction work began in 1848. The chapel was completed a year later.
The opening ceremony took place in February 1849, with Rev James Hollins being appointed the first chaplain. Mariners was built primarily for the workers at Gloucester Docks and crews of vessels moored there, though it has always been open to the residents of Gloucester too. It was and remains a proprietory chapel within the Church of England
Mariners was frequented by seamen from many nations who came on the ships unloading cargo in the docks. They were a colourful addition to the local scene. Spanish seamen brought onions to Gloucester and sold them in the streets to local housewives. The seamen brought good business to the many public houses in the streets around the docks!
A local newspaper account in 1860 describes the many nationalities that could be seen and heard at the Docks: ‘Here we see a Frenchman from the rich vine districts of Brittany, an Italian from the fertile plantations around Palermo or a swarthy Negro escaped from the Slave States of America. These, with a few Americans and a sprinkling of Norwegians, Danes, Dutchmen and Germans, compose the motley crews of the arrivals in our port’.
In those days, seamen and bargees were distinctively dressed and there was a social barrier between them and other citizens, notably on Sundays when citizens would wear their Sunday best. People from the ships and boats had the chapel to themselves.
The chaplain welcomed all seamen, organising services in foreign languages when appropriate, and using a portable organ for services on the quayside. There was a Sunday school for boatmen’s children. Religious tracts were given out in many languages, including Welsh, Hindustani and even Chinese. In its first five years, 2,000 copies of the Bible and over 14,000 leaflets in 12 different languages were distributed.
The local watermen and families were often uneducated and living very basic lives. Drunkenness and bad language were common social problems among them. In 1884, an old cheese warehouse with two flats was purchased nearby, for use as a meeting hall. Mariners church started up a coffee bar there, and gave reading and writing lessons. The hall also provided a place simply to relax.
The chaplain also ministered to British emigrants leaving for North America.
With the demise of Gloucester as a major port, the church was in danger of becoming redundant. The regeneration of the docks in recent years has provided new opportunities for the church to play its part in bringing the Christian message to the Docks community.
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There was a merry passenger,
a messenger, a mariner:
he built a gilded gondola
to wander in, and had in her
a load of yellow oranges
and porridge for his provender;
he perfumed her with marjoram
and cardamom and lavender.
This build, over 2 years in the works, is inspired by J. R. R. Tolkien’s poem “Errantry.” I began work on it for an entry to MELO 2017 and, quite obviously, did not complete it in time. The design included rare or unusual part/color combinations which I did not have many of. Between several bricklink orders, highschool graduation, starting college, more bricklink orders, some redesigning, and some more bricklink orders, it is finally complete. I would like to thank two builders for inspiration. I originally was using a design by Iain Heath for the head, but that did not work, so I borrowed a design by Eero Okkenen. I also modified a design of a helmet by Eero, but that got scraped when I changed the size of the head. I would also like to give credit to Alan Lee, whose drawings I took inspiration from as well.
What is it about? The long and short of Tolkien’s poem is that there was a fairy mariner who sailed around on all kinds of adventures. He falls in love with a butterfly, but she won’t marry him, so he studies all kinds of arts in order to capture her, but she escapes. Sad, he continues on his adventures, battling all kinds of strange foes while bearing weapons made of the most amazing materials – a sword of emerald, a shield and helmet both of coral and ivory, chainmail of crystal, a spear made of ebony, javelins of malachite and stalactite. He conquered victorious and sailed home eventually, a wanderer, an adventurer. The full poem is below, and I would highly encourage you to read it.
He called the winds of Argosies,
with cargoes in to carry him,
across the rivers seventeen,
that lay between to tarry him.
He landed all in loneliness,
where stonily the pebbles on
the running river Derrilyn,
goes merrily for ever on.
He journeyed then through meadow-lands,
to shadow-land that dreary lay,
and under hill and over hill,
went roving still a weary way.
He sat and sang a melody,
his errantry a tarrying,
he begged a pretty butterfly,
that fluttered by to marry him.
She scorned him and she scoffed at him,
she laughed at him unpitying,
so long he studied wizardry,
and sigaldry and smithying.
He wove a tissue airy thin,
to snare her in; to follow her,
he made him beetle-leatherwing,
and feather wing of swallow hair.
He caught her in bewilderment,
with filament of spider-thread.
He made her soft pavilions,
of lilies and a bridal bed,
of flowers and of thistle-down,
to nestle down and rest her in,
and silken webs of filmy white,
and silver light he dressed her in.
He threaded gems and necklaces,
but recklessly she squandered them,
and fell to bitter quarrelling,
then sorrowing he wandered on,
and there he left her withering
as shivering he fled away;
with windy weather following,
on swallow-wing he sped away.
He passed the achipelagoes,
where yellow grows the marigold,
with countless silver fountains are,
and mountains are of fairy-gold.
He took to war and foraying,
a-harrying beyond the sea,
and roaming over Belmary,
and Thellamie and Fantasie.
He made a shield and morion,
of coral and of ivory.
A sword he made of emerald,
and terrible his rivalry,
with elven knights of Aerie
and Faerie, with paladins
that golden-haired, and shining-eyed
came riding by, and challenged him.
Of crystal was his habergeon,
his scabbard of chalcedony,
with silver tipped and plenilune,
his spear was hewn of ebony.
His javelins were of malachite
and stalactite - he brandished them,
and went and fought the dragon flies,
of Paradise, and vanquished them.
He battled with the Dumbledors,
the Hummerhorns, and Honeybees,
and won the Golden Honeycomb,
and running home on sunny seas,
in ship of leaves and gossamer,
with blossom for a canopy,
he sat and sang, and furbished up,
and burnished up his panoply.
He tarried for a little while,
in little isles that lonely lay,
and found their naught but blowing grass.
And so at last, the only way he took, and turned,
and coming home with honeycomb,
to memory his message came,
and errand too!
In derring-do and glamoury,
he had forgot them,
journeying and tourneying, a wanderer.
So now he must depart again,
and start again bis gondola,
for ever still a messenger a passenger, a tarrier,
a roving as a feather does,
a weather-driven mariner.
not sure what i'm going to do with it now. maybe a medallion quilt or maybe a pillow. or maybe redo it with non-white thread oops.
paper pieced using a pattern found here: members.fortunecity.com/cnetter//sewing/mariner.html
and inspired here: www.carriestrine.com/blog/2011/2/6/im-still-rolling-on-my...
The Seattle Mariners are an American professional baseball team based in Seattle, Washington. The Mariners compete in Major League Baseball (MLB) as a member club of the American League (AL) West division. The team joined the AL as an expansion team in 1977. Since July 1999, the Mariners' home ballpark has been Safeco Field, located in the SoDo neighborhood of Seattle. SoDo means "South of Downtown."
The "Mariners" name originates from the prominence of marine culture in the city of Seattle. They are nicknamed the M's, a title featured in their primary logo from 1987 to 1992. The current team colors of Navy blue, Northwest green, and silver were adopted prior to the 1993 season after having been royal blue and gold since the team's inception. Their mascot is the Mariner Moose.
The organization did not field a winning team until 1991, and any real success eluded them until 1995 when they won their first division championship and defeated the New York Yankees in the ALDS. The game-winning hit in Game 5, in which Edgar Martínez drove home Ken Griffey Jr. to win the game in the 11th inning, clinched a series win for the Mariners, and has since become an iconic moment in team history.
The Mariners won 116 games in 2001, which set the American League record for most wins in a single season and tied the 1906 Chicago Cubs for the Major League record for most wins in a single season.
Sub-Mariner / Heft-Reihe
> When wakes the Kraken!
cover: Sal Buscema, Mike Esposito
Marvel Comics Group / USA 1970
ex libris MTP
There was a merry passenger,
a messenger, a mariner:
he built a gilded gondola
to wander in, and had in her
a load of yellow oranges
and porridge for his provender;
he perfumed her with marjoram
and cardamom and lavender.
This build, over 2 years in the works, is inspired by J. R. R. Tolkien’s poem “Errantry.” I began work on it for an entry to MELO 2017 and, quite obviously, did not complete it in time. The design included rare or unusual part/color combinations which I did not have many of. Between several bricklink orders, highschool graduation, starting college, more bricklink orders, some redesigning, and some more bricklink orders, it is finally complete. I would like to thank two builders for inspiration. I originally was using a design by Iain Heath for the head, but that did not work, so I borrowed a design by Eero Okkenen. I also modified a design of a helmet by Eero, but that got scraped when I changed the size of the head. I would also like to give credit to Alan Lee, whose drawings I took inspiration from as well.
What is it about? The long and short of Tolkien’s poem is that there was a fairy mariner who sailed around on all kinds of adventures. He falls in love with a butterfly, but she won’t marry him, so he studies all kinds of arts in order to capture her, but she escapes. Sad, he continues on his adventures, battling all kinds of strange foes while bearing weapons made of the most amazing materials – a sword of emerald, a shield and helmet both of coral and ivory, chainmail of crystal, a spear made of ebony, javelins of malachite and stalactite. He conquered victorious and sailed home eventually, a wanderer, an adventurer. The full poem is below, and I would highly encourage you to read it.
He called the winds of Argosies,
with cargoes in to carry him,
across the rivers seventeen,
that lay between to tarry him.
He landed all in loneliness,
where stonily the pebbles on
the running river Derrilyn,
goes merrily for ever on.
He journeyed then through meadow-lands,
to shadow-land that dreary lay,
and under hill and over hill,
went roving still a weary way.
He sat and sang a melody,
his errantry a tarrying,
he begged a pretty butterfly,
that fluttered by to marry him.
She scorned him and she scoffed at him,
she laughed at him unpitying,
so long he studied wizardry,
and sigaldry and smithying.
He wove a tissue airy thin,
to snare her in; to follow her,
he made him beetle-leatherwing,
and feather wing of swallow hair.
He caught her in bewilderment,
with filament of spider-thread.
He made her soft pavilions,
of lilies and a bridal bed,
of flowers and of thistle-down,
to nestle down and rest her in,
and silken webs of filmy white,
and silver light he dressed her in.
He threaded gems and necklaces,
but recklessly she squandered them,
and fell to bitter quarrelling,
then sorrowing he wandered on,
and there he left her withering
as shivering he fled away;
with windy weather following,
on swallow-wing he sped away.
He passed the achipelagoes,
where yellow grows the marigold,
with countless silver fountains are,
and mountains are of fairy-gold.
He took to war and foraying,
a-harrying beyond the sea,
and roaming over Belmary,
and Thellamie and Fantasie.
He made a shield and morion,
of coral and of ivory.
A sword he made of emerald,
and terrible his rivalry,
with elven knights of Aerie
and Faerie, with paladins
that golden-haired, and shining-eyed
came riding by, and challenged him.
Of crystal was his habergeon,
his scabbard of chalcedony,
with silver tipped and plenilune,
his spear was hewn of ebony.
His javelins were of malachite
and stalactite - he brandished them,
and went and fought the dragon flies,
of Paradise, and vanquished them.
He battled with the Dumbledors,
the Hummerhorns, and Honeybees,
and won the Golden Honeycomb,
and running home on sunny seas,
in ship of leaves and gossamer,
with blossom for a canopy,
he sat and sang, and furbished up,
and burnished up his panoply.
He tarried for a little while,
in little isles that lonely lay,
and found their naught but blowing grass.
And so at last, the only way he took, and turned,
and coming home with honeycomb,
to memory his message came,
and errand too!
In derring-do and glamoury,
he had forgot them,
journeying and tourneying, a wanderer.
So now he must depart again,
and start again bis gondola,
for ever still a messenger a passenger, a tarrier,
a roving as a feather does,
a weather-driven mariner.
El Monumento a los Héroes de Iquique en Santiago, inaugurado el 28 de mayo de 1962, fue fundido con los bronces del acorazado Capitán Prat construido en 1890 y Esmeralda, construido en 1896 y dejados fuera del servicio en la década de 1930.
La obra está formada por un obelisco de 25 metros de altura, coronada por un faro. El basamento es octogonal en escalones y va sobre una plataforma de granito de 21 metros de diámetro y 50 centímetros de altura. El frente principal es el occidental y está dedicado a la epopeya de Iquique, los lados norte y sur están dedicados a los Almirantes Lord Thomas Alexander Cochrane y Manuel Blanco Encalada. En el frente posterior u oriental va la victoria naval, levantando en alto una corona de laureles.
En el grupo principal, destaca la figura del Comandante Arturo Prat Chacón, que mira hacia el mar y está tomada en el momento de salto al abordaje. Junto a él se encuentra el Sargento Juan de Dios Aldea Fonseca y un marinero. Grabada en la piedra, debajo del grupo principal se encuentra la arenga de Prat y la carta que el Almirante Miguel Grau Seminario le dirigiera a la viuda de éste.
Forma parte de este grupo una figura que simboliza la República, con la bandera en alto y un escudo que indican la defensa y la protección. También se incorporan el velamen y maderos de la corbeta Esmeralda, sobre los cuales va un marinero que recibe la enseña patria. Acompañan al Monumento a la altura del mirador para el público, cuatro figuras de piedras, de 3,20 metros de alto, que representan la Paz, la Guerra, la Victoria y la Libertad.
texto de don Manuel Chamorro Moreno
Suboficial Armada.
Este conjunto constituye el primer gran monumento erigido en Santiago en homenaje a los héroes del 21 de mayo de 1879. Fue levantado atrás de la antigua Plaza Venezuela y la Plaza del Mercado, importante lugar en la época de los tranvías. Este tramo de la plaza ha pasado a ser llamada después Plaza Capitán Prat, pero las presencias alusivas a la epopeya naval son anteriores en el sector: la antigua calle de la Nevería que allí desemboca es llamada 21 de Mayo desde los tiempos de Balmaceda y de la renovación del barrio por la canalización del Mapocho, mientras que la secular calle de las Ramadas, última que empalma perpendicularmente con 21 de Mayo, pasó a ser Esmeralda, así llamada en homenaje a la histórica corbeta de aquella misma gesta.
A WW2 mine collecting money for the Shipwrecked Mariners' Society. Padstow, Cornwall. 1st October 2021.
Another one of the great action shots that I got at the Mariner Invitational Swim Meet at College of Marin's Indian Valley Campus last weekend. The meet consisted of swim and dive teams from Community Colleges from across California.
Camera: Canon EOS 40D
Lens: Canon EF 70-200mm f/4.0L @200mm
Exposure: 1/500 Second @ f/4.5 ISO200
This image is © Douglas Bawden Photography, please do not use without prior permission.
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Photo ID: 57023 North Mariner
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Mariners Falls is a beautiful waterfall and rain forest area in Otway National Park. The drive there is beautiful, the road going alongside the river in the valley lined with tree ferns and giant mountain ash and Eucalyptus.
Crockham Hill Common
Chartwell Heights, Mariners Hill, Darent Valley
This crazy little looping walk takes in a variety of landscapes: the gorse
hillside above Chartwell (with a wonderful yellow glow in spring); the dense
but rather elusive bluebells on Crockham Hill (or Crockhamhill) Common;
the stark heath by Goodley Stock; the sudden open verdant Darent valley.
The area between Goodley Stock Road, Kent Hatch Road and Chartwell is
an area of extensive wild forest with many unmapped paths and several
surprises. The lack of local car parks means that most walkers see only a
small section of the commons in passing and always retain a fleeting vivid
impression. This walk takes some unexpected turns to find dry paths and
the best of the natural scenery.
Catalog #: 15_001970
Title: MartinPBM-3 Mariner
ADDITIONAL INFORMATION: Powered by 2 Wright R-2600 Cyclones. First flown in 1939, over 1300 were produced for the U.S. Navy with the type being retired in 1956.
Collection: Charles M. Daniels Collection Photo
Album Name: U.S. Air Forces
Page #: 10
Tags: MartinPBM-3 Mariner
PUBLIC COMMONS.SOURCE INSTITUTION: San Diego Air and Space Museum Archive
191010-FRAN-0828D-038
The NATO Maritime Command-led Dynamic Mariner/Flotex-19 (DYMR/FL19) is an exercise that tests NATO’s Response Force Maritime Component and enhances the flexibility and interoperability amongst allied nations. DYMR/FL19 involves ships, submarines, aircraft and personnel from eighteen allied nations converging off the coast of Spain.
Forces gather in formation during NATO exercise Dynamic Mariner, led by USS Gridley on 10 October 2019.
NATO Photo by FRAN S.DZIOBA
In 1991, the American Merchant Mariners' Memorial was installed on a rebuilt stone breakwater just south of Pier A, connected to it by a dock. Designed by the sculptor Marisol Escobar, the memorial depicts four merchant seamen with their sinking vessel after it had been attacked by a U-boat during World War II. One of the seamen is in the water, and is covered by the sea with each high tide.
Battery Park
New York City
DSCF0345 R1
We'd arrived at our hotel at 3:00 pm and unloaded our car after we'd checked in. We'd seen on our phone's Marine Traffic application that several ships were due, so we headed out to the river and walked along the waterfront toward Pine Grove Park.
We first found Puna, as I noted yesterday. A few minutes later Algoma Mariner followed her upriver.