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Mercury retrograde came to an end yesterday (August 1st), a phase which began back on July 7. During this time you may have faced communication-related challenges including network outages, problems with cell phones, email, computers and the like. Water and electricity are often involved; broken water lines or water somehow escaping its normal channels and problems with electrical equipment and grids. Mechanical problems are common, cars in particular but just about anything can break or fail during the retrograde. Any purchases made during the retrograde are likely to be either flawed or misguided. Often occasioned with weird things that never happen, or the cascading effect when one small problem triggers others. Even interpersonal communications are not immune, and people often tend to bicker over misunderstandings and statements taken the wrong way. Careless mistakes abound, and (worrisome) they are often not revealed until after the retrograde concludes. So often I think I've escaped a retrograde phase unscathed only to discover a screwup (on my part or that of someone else) days later. It's like waiting for the proverbial other shoe to drop and this always concerns me. If that shoe will drop on you, it likely already has or will be over the next two weeks as we exit the shadow of Mercury. We're all clear around August 17th. Having said all of this you might get the idea that Mercury retrograde is bad. I've learned the best way to survive it is not to fight it. Use these times for planning and reviewing. Also a great time to look back. Old friends and acquaintances often pop back into your life during a retrograde. Retrogrades can be magical times for artists and creative endeavors are favored as you might see things in a new light.
This retrograde led me back to some old photo folders that I was backing up. There I came across this striking portrait from a session I did with Jill last October. Somehow this one escaped my notice until just yesterday. Even the outtakes from this session are several levels beyond what I am normally capable of producing. I'm mesmerized by her gaze in this portrait as it seems to look right through me.
Mother Ivey’s Bay takes its name from the legend of Mother Ivy who was a local white witch who cursed a local family. It lies just around the coast from Harlyn Bay, cushioned from the wind by the Merope Rocks.
Mother Ivey was a white witch living at the back of Trevose Head, the other side of the headland to Harlyn Bay. A vocal member of the community, Ivey tried to sort out any trails or misunderstandings as best she could. She used her charms and spells for righting harm and wrongs and was very seldom angry. One man who lived in Harlyn tried Mother Ivey’s kindness. Bad idea to try a witch, even a white one.
In those days Harlyn's wealth was in silver, the silver of pilchards caught and salted and sent to Italy for Catholic folk to eat on fish Fridays and in Lent. The silver lined the cellars of the fish merchant, but when the fish went to Italy it didn't fill the bellies of the Cornish fishermens' families.
A fish merchant lived at a house called The Fish Cellars, still there at Harlyn Bay today, and he had a very successful business selling pilchards. His house had a motto carved into the granite lintel over the door, it said, ‘Profit smells sweet’. In contrast to the success and profit made at the fish cellars, the villagers were starving.
One week, a ship carrying a large cargo of pilchards was returned from Italy unsold. Every villager came to see the ship in, hopeful their bellies would soon be filled. The Fish Merchant took the fish off the ship and up the hill to his farm. Mother Ivey pleaded with him to allow the villagers to eat the fish as it was still good enough to eat even though it could not be sold.
Instead, the fish were ploughed into a field as fertilizer. Mother Ivey was very angry, the people she spent her years helping were in desperate need of the food that had just been denied them. She went to the Fish Cellars and cursed the merchant's field:
"Break the soil, Death will follow,”
And it did. The next year, the merchant ploughed the field and planted corn. A few weeks later his eldest son was out riding his horse, when he fell off and was killed. Profit smelled sour. No one has taken a spade or a plough to the field since, for fear of what may happen. The field lays fallow to this day.
But Mother Ivey's kindness lives on as well as her curse, kindness in the hearts of the lifeboat men stationed at Mother Ivey's bay, willing to risk their lives to save their fellow men from the silvery sea.
retold by Anna Chorlton and Sue Field
Most of Problems of the World stem from linguistic mistakes and simple misunderstanding. Don’t ever take words at face value. When you step into the zone of Love, language, as we know it becomes obsolete. That which cannot be put into words can only be grasped through Silence.
La casa de Castril es un palacio renacentista ubicado en la ciudad española de Granada, comunidad autónoma de Andalucía; en ella se encuentra actualmente el Museo Arqueológico de Granada.
La casa se halla enclavada en la carrera del Darro, en el antiguo barrio árabe de Ajsaris, sede a partir del siglo XVI de parte de la nobleza granadina, como muestran sus construcciones blasonadas. La Casa de Castril es uno de los mejores ejemplos de palacios renacentistas de Granada y perteneció a la familia de Hernando de Zafra, secretario de los Reyes Católicos que participó activamente en la reconquista de la ciudad a los musulmanes y en sus Capitulaciones. En lo alto de la fachada está grabada la fecha de su construcción: 1539. Esta obra ha sido atribuida a Sebastián de Alcántara, uno de los más destacados discípulos de Diego de Siloé. En 1917 se adquirió la Casa del Castril a los herederos del insigne arabista Leopoldo Eguílaz y Yanguas para ubicar definitivamente el citado Museo.
Además, sobre el edificio recae una vieja leyenda, de cuando era habitado en época árabe, la cual se refiere a una misteriosa dama de blanco que se aparece de vez en cuando, fruto de un desencuentro entre el padre de una bella muchacha que habitaba el edificio y su supuesto amante, que desencadenaron la furia del padre y posteriormente su ahorcamiento y emparedamiento en el balcón lateral del edificio. Sobre este balcón ciego se puede leer una consigna que dice: "Esperando la del cielo", lo que podría referirse a "esperando la justicia del cielo", que probablemente tuviese relación con las palabras que el supuesto amante pronunció antes de ser ahorcado.
es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Casa_de_Castril
rinconesdegranada.com/casa-de-castril
The Castril palace (also House of Castril) is a Renaissance style palace located in Sacromonte, a district of the Spanish city of Granada. Nowadays it hosts the Archaeological Museum of Granada.
The house is nailed in the Race of the Darro, in the old Arab district of Ajsaris, seat of 16th century's granadine nobility. The palace is one of the best Renaissance palaces of Granada and belonged to the family of Hernando de Zafra, secretary of Catholic monarchs who participated actively in reconquering it from the Muslim hands during the Reconquista.
At the top of the facade the date of its foundation is recorded: 1539. This work has been attributed to Sebastián de Alcántara, one of the most outstanding disciples of Diego de Siloé. In 1917, the Castril palace was acquired by arabist and orientalist Leopoldo Eguílaz y Yanguas to make it a definitive location of the Archaeological Museum of Granada.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Castril_Palace
There is also an old legend about the building, dating back to the time when it was inhabited in Arab times, which refers to a mysterious lady in white who appears from time to time, the result of a misunderstanding between the father of a beautiful girl who lived in the building and her supposed lover, which triggered the father's fury and subsequently led to her hanging and walling herself up on the side balcony of the building. On this blind balcony one can read a slogan that reads: "Waiting for heaven's justice", which could refer to "waiting for heaven's justice", probably related to the words that the supposed lover uttered before being hanged.
“It is a misunderstanding to assert that freedom is merely the capacity to do this or that, as if one decision has no bearing on the second decision. . . . Freedom is the capacity to do something definitive. Every act of freedom makes the achievement of one’s life ever more final. Freedom is the capacity to achieve one’s own self.”
-Karl Rahner
Constant kindness can accomplish much. As the sun makes ice melt, kindness causes misunderstanding, mistrust, and hostility to evaporate.
Albert Schweitzer
The Ice Caves of the Apostle Islands.
Kristiansand was attacked by German naval forces and the Luftwaffe during the Operation Weserübung on 9 April 1940. The naval forces met fierce resistance from Norwegian coastal artillery at Odderøya. Bombs and grenades also hit the downtown and the 70 meter high church tower of the Kristiansand Cathedral was hit by accident. The third attack attempt on the city succeeded because a signal flag was confused with a French national flag and the misunderstanding was not discovered until it was too late. The city was occupied by a force of 800 men
Danube river with evening sun reflection, finally got the location, sorry for previous misunderstanding(s).
We always see the moment as something ordinary. But we never really see it as a gift.
That's understandable. Because many people are going through pain and anxiety in their own minds on a day to day basis.
They don't want to forget or loose their own connection to themselves. But their environment constantly tries to remind them how unimportant and useless they are. So much so that they really do forget their own connection to themselves.
We live in a corrupt system that devalues everything that makes up our individual self and connects us with nature and art.
Instead it values everything that the broken/traumatized human is susceptible to. Every industry out there is trying to benefit from reckless human behaviour. Making big money through gambling. Having a big status on social media. Being addicted to video games trying to get big virtual rewards. Not to mention all the drugs and liquor being advertised to young people in films. And so on...
It's a disgusting cycle that leeds to perpetual hell and sickness. It is what causes so much violence, pain and misunderstandings in this world.
But what if I told you we don't need anything big.
What if I told you that all we really need are the small things in life. Small things that remind us how important we are. Like making friends, going out into nature or enjoying the view with someone. Small things that shows us that we don't need to be "big" to feel good about ourselves. To truly feel that we are alive it is crucial to appreciate the little beautiful things around us.
That is the purpose of this photo. To show the world that in order to feel good we don't need anything other than each other. Other than a beautiful sunny day and a nice river view.
Photo taken in Heidelberg, Germany
Shot with Olympus OM-10 + m.zuiko digital 45mm
Today the Hereios of the We're Here! group are observing the Human Condition (which is frequently derailed by misunderstandings), and watching people.
OK gang……You can go into the garden…..But I don’t want all that virgin snow to be disturbed with Sheltie paw prints until I have managed to take a photo of it…..Which reminds me, I must go and find my camera, and while I am doing that, I want it said that I especially want you all to stay dry clean and snow free…. as when I have finished taking the photo, we are all going to see your very posh aunty who has those very deep pile cream colour carpets and shining mirror floor tiles that gleams and shine which she loves to treat as her pride and joy….Now dear reader, lets fast forward to the picture that greeted me when I returned after finding camera, and let me assure you it was not the view I expected, or as claimed by Millie Halo and Halo, a complete misunderstandings …..As there was not one piece of virgin snow left to see without a paw print, and looking at the state of the Shelties, I quickly realised that we would not be having cups of tea with dear aunt Mable using her bone china tea set after all…. But what the heck…. Virgin snow or not…..I decided to take the photo anyway…..And yes Aunt Mabel…..We are very sorry not to be seeing you today
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The head has a gun...
You guys should check out this artist
...and listen to this song
my hair looks pretty good today.
This image has been reposted after it was taken down due to a misunderstanding.
The BR green liveried Riddles designed '2MT' 2-6-0 no.78022 is decked out in tinsel as she brings the 10:50 Keighley-Oxenhope "Elf Express" train under the old bridge at Haworth Loop. The Bridgehouse Beck can be seen in full spate.
Truciolo, Sándor Márai
"(...) we do not love so much what is beautiful, good and virtuous, but rather everything that is repressed, imperfect, restless, and that protests by gnashing his teeth - everything that is not virtue and condescension, but is instead imperfection and rebellion".
Taken as a Christmas present to please his bourgeois wife, the dog Truciolo turns out to be more difficult to manage than expected. This novel is antithetical to "My Dog Tulip" by J.R. Ackerley: there an idyllic story between owner and dog, with Ackerley finding the ideal friend in the dog, here a series of misunderstandings, mistakes and stupid misunderstandings that ruin everything and lead to a sad epilogue. Together with Virginia Woolf's book, "Flush, biography of a dog", "Truciolo" and the aforementioned book by Ackerley are for me an unmissable triad for readers who love dogs ("Truciolo" however is the bitter morsel).
"(...) non amiamo tanto ciò che è bello, buono e virtuoso, ma piuttosto tutto ciò che è represso, imperfetto, irrequieto, e che protesta digrignando i denti - tutto ciò che non è virtù e accondiscendenza, ma è invece imperfezione e ribellione".
Preso come regalo di Natale per compiacere la moglie borghese, il cane Truciolo si rivela più difficile da gestire del previsto.
Questo romanzo è antitetico a "Il mio cane Tulip" di J.R. Ackerley: là una storia idilliaca fra padrone e cane, con Ackerley che trova nel cane l'amico ideale, qui una serie di incomprensioni, errori e stupidi equivoci che rovinano tutto e portano a un epilogo triste. Insieme al libro di Virginia Woolf, "Flush, biografia di un cane", "Truciolo" e il libro già citato di Ackerley sono per me una triade imperdibile per i lettori che amano i cani ("Truciolo" però è il bocconcino amaro).
www.anobii.com/it/books/truciolo/9788845917400/014b32aa83...
Excerpt from en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ry%C5%8Dan-ji:
Ryōan-ji (Shinjitai: 竜安寺, Kyūjitai: 龍安寺, The Temple of the Dragon at Peace) is a Zen temple located in northwest Kyoto, Japan. It belongs to the Myōshin-ji school of the Rinzai branch of Zen Buddhism. The Ryōan-ji garden is considered one of the finest surviving examples of kare-sansui ("dry landscape"), a refined type of Japanese Zen temple garden design generally featuring distinctive larger rock formations arranged amidst a sweep of smooth pebbles (small, carefully selected polished river rocks) raked into linear patterns that facilitate meditation. The temple and its gardens are listed as one of the Historic Monuments of Ancient Kyoto, and as a UNESCO World Heritage Site.
The temple's name is synonymous with the temple's famous Zen garden, the karesansui (dry landscape) rock garden, thought to have been built in the late 15th century.
The garden is a rectangle of 248 square meters (2,670 square feet), twenty-five meters by ten meters. Placed within it are fifteen stones of different sizes, carefully composed in five groups; one group of five stones, two groups of three, and two groups of two stones. The stones are surrounded by white gravel, which is carefully raked each day by the monks. The only vegetation in the garden is some moss around the stones.
The garden is meant to be viewed from a seated position on the veranda of the hōjō, the residence of the abbot of the monastery. The stones are placed so that the entire composition cannot be seen at once from the veranda.
The wall behind the garden is an important element of the garden. It is made of clay, which has been stained by age with subtle brown and orange tones. In 1977, the tile roof of the wall was restored with tree bark to its original appearance. When the garden was rebuilt in 1799, it came up higher than before and a view over the wall to the mountain scenery behind came about. At present this view is blocked by trees.
The garden had particular significance for the composer John Cage, who composed a series of works and made visual art works based on it.
Like any work of art, the artistic garden of Ryōan-ji is also open to interpretation or research into possible meanings. Many different theories have been put forward inside and outside Japan about what the garden is supposed to represent, from islands in a stream, a tiger family crossing a river, mountain peaks, to theories about secrets of geometry or the rules of equilibrium of odd numbers. Garden historian Gunter Nitschke wrote: "The garden at Ryōan-ji does not symbolize anything, or more precisely, to avoid any misunderstanding, the garden of Ryōan-ji does not symbolize, nor does it have the value of reproducing a natural beauty that one can find in the real or mythical world. I consider it to be an abstract composition of 'natural' objects in space, a composition whose function is to incite meditation."
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For the challenge, WEEK#201 Portrait (of someone, anyone) or a Selfie (a self portrait).
I think I was not very clear in the description of the challenge; even our frequent portrait contributors have not posted portrait photos thinking the challenge was only for selfies. I do hope this will clear the smoke and we will soon see more participants taking up the challenge.
This is a photo of my lovely French daughter-in-law. It was taken for the "Frame in Frame" project a couple of years ago when I posted another photo of hers, with a head scarf, from the same sessions. Since I wanted to clear the possible misunderstanding asap, I had to go to the shoebox and thought this lovely face could help me make my point.
Processed in LR, PS and Silver Efex Pro for global and local adjustments and final touches, respectively.
There’s a Diamondback Rattlesnake (Crotalus atrox) in this photo... Can your eyes find it?! 🐍
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This particular rattler definitely had a clear opportunity to sink it’s venomous fangs into the flesh of a human leg as he/she was almost accidentally stepped on (because, spectacular camouflage! 🙈) ...but instead, the snake chose to protect itself by slithering away into the thorny underbrush, where it could intensely stare-down it’s perpetrator in shadowed safety...
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Rattlers are often perceived as vicious, aggressive creatures with malicious intent. Growing up in Jersey & studying the ocean, I was definitely guilty of holding this misunderstanding. But after a few years living in the Southwest and now Texas, I dare to differ. Now, I’m not saying we shouldn’t practice utmost mindfulness & caution around these creatures (I mean, they ARE a pit viper! 😳), but more often than not, rattlesnakes have zero desire nor intention to harm a human. In fact, they actually want nothing to do with humans, and striking is a big expense of their energy...so if the option to escape is available, they will eagerly exercise that option (as was demonstrated in this specific encounter).
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I snapped a few photos, and observed this unique reptile for a couple of minutes from a safe distance (thank goodness for a zoom lens 👍). If I looked away then back, it took serious effort to see the snake again. He/she didn’t rattle or hiss, just lots of curious sniffs with the tongue. Mutual respect. I said goodbye to my new friend, and moved along. A quick check back to this hide-out about 15 minutes later revealed the snake had moved along also...
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This will be my last posting from trip into Northumberland.
St. Mary's Island was originally called Bates Island, Hartley Bates or Bates Hill as it was originally owned by the Bates family who were prominent locally. It is sometimes known as Bait Island, probably due to a misunderstanding of the meaning of the name. The island is opposite Curry's Point on the mainland and is connected to the coast at low tide by a rocky causeway. The main feature of the island is St. Mary's Lighthouse which was built in 1898.
In medieval times there was a chapel on the island dedicated to St Helen. Within the chapel was the Lady Light, also known as St. Katherine's Light. The light was later, wrongly, ascribed to St. Mary and, as a result, the island became known as St. Mary's Island. It is debatable whether the light was used as a warning to shipping or was purely religious. Next to the chapel was a burial ground where monks and local people were interred. Traces of St. Helen's Chapel were destroyed when the lighthouse was built in 1898.
The timbers in the foreground are thought to be from an old loading stage.
This image has been reposted after it was taken down due to a misunderstanding.
With the sun now shining at Keighley, BR green liveried Riddles designed '2MT' 2-6-0 no.78022 heads the 12:55 Keighley-Oxenhope "Elf Express" down the old GN Straight.
Damit es hier nicht zu Missverständnissen kommt, die Kröte ist mir vor die Füße gesprungen als ich gerade den Pilz fotografierte und da habe ich ihn auf den Pilz gesetzt und ein Bild gemacht.
So that it does not come to misunderstandings, the toad is jumped to my feet when I just photographed the mushroom and there I put it on the mushroom and made a picture.
Comet C/2023 A3 (Tsuchinshan-ATLAS), Western sky, Upper Peninsula, Michigan - October 17 2024
-notes-
"The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot.
Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves." - Carl Sagan
...or just enjoy some sparkly space dust, maybe. It was a struggle to see so I'm glad I caught a glimpse - who knows where I'll be 80,000 years from now when it comes back around?
Italy, Venice, ...matching colours,
...curse & blessing at the same time for Venice,
...to avoid any misunderstanding, i'm referring to the cruise liners.
👉 One World one Dream,
🙏...Danke, Xièxie 谢谢, Thanks, Gracias, Merci, Grazie, Obrigado, Arigatô, Dhanyavad, Chokrane to you & over
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I'd have loved to have time for a poke around in this Aladin's Tardis of a shop.
Just looking at the window displays; from wheelbarrows to cuddly toys, Airfix model kits, garden forks, cake tins and Calour gas, walking boots...and no doubt, candles.
I found this place rather heart warming. I thought this sort of shop had gone forever, replaced by the usual faceless big names, (themselves now struggling due to online shopping) but it shows the remoteness of Chagford from the big retail centres and hopefully the loyalty of their customers who know what a treasure they have in their midst.
And if anywhere sells four individual candles and fork handles, this is the place.
(To the uninitiated, 'Four Candles' refers to a 'Two Ronnie's' comedy sketch from the mid 1970s, and perhaps the most famous British comedy sketch of all time. A masterpiece of misunderstanding between a customer and a shop keeper in a hardware store, and the frustrations caused by the English language. Well worth tracking down if you are into clever wordplay.)
I love Flickr for being non-political and focused on just photos. Unfortunately life demands that I post this photo, because I cannot put myself to post photos without adressing this issue.
Right now, March 3rd 2022, Russian troops approach Mykolaiv, Uraine, where some members of my family live. I fear for their lives.
I refuse to believe this is a war that the majority of the Russian people want. The Russian people I know in person are kind people. But the Ukrainian people want this war neither, nor Europe, nor the World. Just a few men (or maybe even one) in the Kremlin that are afraid of NATO (a defense organization, not an attack organization) and the success of the young democracy in Ukraine.
I believe there is only one way to end this war. The Russian people should say to Putin: We have given you power, you took too much of it, we want it back. For history learns that if one person gets too much power it ends in misery.
I won't post any other photos or messages on this matter but it had to be said. I hope you understand.
Here's Vida. That means "screw" in Turkish (nothing naughty here, she means the hardware one). Her head drilling loud guitar solos might be the reason. Or is it her whiny high pitched vocal?
Anyhow she was invited to the Woodstock fest as the opening act. When arrived to the site she realised there is a misunderstanding. It's the Woodstuff Country and Folk Music Festival.
Who cares, as Vida likes to.. errm.. imbibe while playing, it doesn't matter where she is, whom she's playing to. There! Another bottle pops open, the volume is cranked up. Twaaaang!.. And the crowd goes... well, aghast!
52 Weeks of Blythe 2009
36. week agenda : Create a scandal
A whiteblade devoted to healing, Kiyoshi strives to secure peace in the kingdom. To serve the realm, he makes concessions to the lords, surrendering much of the blades' power. When he sentences a nightblade to death at a lord's request over a simple misunderstanding, the Council of Blades sends a nightblade to monitor him.
As the king’s health deteriorates, Kiyoshi struggles to save his closest friend and prevent the kingdom from descending into chaos. Will he succeed, or will his efforts unravel everything?"
Nightblade's Vengeance (Blades of the Fallen Book 1) by Ryan Kirk
La casa de Castril es un palacio renacentista ubicado en la ciudad española de Granada, comunidad autónoma de Andalucía; en ella se encuentra actualmente el Museo Arqueológico de Granada.
La casa se halla enclavada en la carrera del Darro, en el antiguo barrio árabe de Ajsaris, sede a partir del siglo XVI de parte de la nobleza granadina, como muestran sus construcciones blasonadas. La Casa de Castril es uno de los mejores ejemplos de palacios renacentistas de Granada y perteneció a la familia de Hernando de Zafra, secretario de los Reyes Católicos que participó activamente en la reconquista de la ciudad a los musulmanes y en sus Capitulaciones. En lo alto de la fachada está grabada la fecha de su construcción: 1539. Esta obra ha sido atribuida a Sebastián de Alcántara, uno de los más destacados discípulos de Diego de Siloé. En 1917 se adquirió la Casa del Castril a los herederos del insigne arabista Leopoldo Eguílaz y Yanguas para ubicar definitivamente el citado Museo.
Además, sobre el edificio recae una vieja leyenda, de cuando era habitado en época árabe, la cual se refiere a una misteriosa dama de blanco que se aparece de vez en cuando, fruto de un desencuentro entre el padre de una bella muchacha que habitaba el edificio y su supuesto amante, que desencadenaron la furia del padre y posteriormente su ahorcamiento y emparedamiento en el balcón lateral del edificio. Sobre este balcón ciego se puede leer una consigna que dice: "Esperando la del cielo", lo que podría referirse a "esperando la justicia del cielo", que probablemente tuviese relación con las palabras que el supuesto amante pronunció antes de ser ahorcado.
es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Casa_de_Castril
rinconesdegranada.com/casa-de-castril
The Castril palace (also House of Castril) is a Renaissance style palace located in Sacromonte, a district of the Spanish city of Granada. Nowadays it hosts the Archaeological Museum of Granada.
The house is nailed in the Race of the Darro, in the old Arab district of Ajsaris, seat of 16th century's granadine nobility. The palace is one of the best Renaissance palaces of Granada and belonged to the family of Hernando de Zafra, secretary of Catholic monarchs who participated actively in reconquering it from the Muslim hands during the Reconquista.
At the top of the facade the date of its foundation is recorded: 1539. This work has been attributed to Sebastián de Alcántara, one of the most outstanding disciples of Diego de Siloé. In 1917, the Castril palace was acquired by arabist and orientalist Leopoldo Eguílaz y Yanguas to make it a definitive location of the Archaeological Museum of Granada.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Castril_Palace
There is also an old legend about the building, dating back to the time when it was inhabited in Arab times, which refers to a mysterious lady in white who appears from time to time, the result of a misunderstanding between the father of a beautiful girl who lived in the building and her supposed lover, which triggered the father's fury and subsequently led to her hanging and walling herself up on the side balcony of the building. On this blind balcony one can read a slogan that reads: "Waiting for heaven's justice", which could refer to "waiting for heaven's justice", probably related to the words that the supposed lover uttered before being hanged.
5. Black birds — any black birds — are your birds. The often-overlooked blackbirds, family Icteridae, are declining across the board. Then there are the other birds that just happen to be black — crows and their kin are among the smartest things with feathers and wings. They’re largely ignored because of their ubiquity and often persecuted because of stereotype and misunderstanding. Sounds like profiling to me.
-From 9 Rules for the Black Birder by J. Drew Lanham
Donation
(Living is easy with eyes closed, Misunderstanding all the time)
"Make the call
Make the call now
Make your donation
To the breath of a sighing nation
Here's my reaction
To the smell of cold sweat at the railway station
Here's my reaction
To the flow of the blood of a dying nation
Chorus:
It's ugly and it's desperate no
And it's deserving of it's rot
Seperate those who have and have not
Get religion join the church
Get religion join the church
Make your donation
Have a care
Baldness is under everybody everybody's hair
Chorus:
Read all the leaflets
Fill the envelopes that fall through your door
Empty your pockets
Patronise sympathise with the poor
Chorus:
It's ugly and it's desperate no
And it's deserving of it's rot
Seperate the motherfuckers from those who have not
Jesus loves you
More than I do"
The Wonder Stuff, Donation
Also called the red-necked ostrich or Barbary ostrich which is found in South Africa. #7DWF
With their acute eyesight and hearing, common ostriches can sense predators such as lions from far away. When being pursued by a predator, they have been known to reach speeds in excess of 70 km/h (43 mph),and can maintain a steady speed of 50 km/h (31 mph), which makes the common ostrich the world's fastest two-legged animal. When lying down and hiding from predators, the birds lay their heads and necks flat on the ground, making them appear like a mound of earth from a distance, aided by the heat haze in their hot, dry habitat. When threatened, common ostriches run away, but they can cause serious injury and death with kicks from their powerful legs.Their legs can only kick forward.
Contrary to popular belief, ostriches do not bury their heads in sand to avoid danger. This myth likely began with Pliny the Elder (AD 23–79), who wrote that ostriches "imagine, when they have thrust their head and neck into a bush, that the whole of their body is concealed.
"This may have been a misunderstanding of their sticking their heads in the sand to swallow sand and pebbles to help digest their fibrous food,or, as National Geographic suggests, of the defensive behavior of lying low, so that they may appear from a distance to have their head buried.
Another possible origin for the myth lies with the fact that ostriches keep their eggs in holes in the sand instead of nests, and must rotate them using their beaks during incubation; digging the hole, placing the eggs, and rotating them might each be mistaken for an attempt to bury their heads in the sand.
La casa de Castril es un palacio renacentista ubicado en la ciudad española de Granada, comunidad autónoma de Andalucía; en ella se encuentra actualmente el Museo Arqueológico de Granada.
La casa se halla enclavada en la carrera del Darro, en el antiguo barrio árabe de Ajsaris, sede a partir del siglo XVI de parte de la nobleza granadina, como muestran sus construcciones blasonadas. La Casa de Castril es uno de los mejores ejemplos de palacios renacentistas de Granada y perteneció a la familia de Hernando de Zafra, secretario de los Reyes Católicos que participó activamente en la reconquista de la ciudad a los musulmanes y en sus Capitulaciones. En lo alto de la fachada está grabada la fecha de su construcción: 1539. Esta obra ha sido atribuida a Sebastián de Alcántara, uno de los más destacados discípulos de Diego de Siloé. En 1917 se adquirió la Casa del Castril a los herederos del insigne arabista Leopoldo Eguílaz y Yanguas para ubicar definitivamente el citado Museo.
Además, sobre el edificio recae una vieja leyenda, de cuando era habitado en época árabe, la cual se refiere a una misteriosa dama de blanco que se aparece de vez en cuando, fruto de un desencuentro entre el padre de una bella muchacha que habitaba el edificio y su supuesto amante, que desencadenaron la furia del padre y posteriormente su ahorcamiento y emparedamiento en el balcón lateral del edificio. Sobre este balcón ciego se puede leer una consigna que dice: "Esperando la del cielo", lo que podría referirse a "esperando la justicia del cielo", que probablemente tuviese relación con las palabras que el supuesto amante pronunció antes de ser ahorcado.
es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Casa_de_Castril
rinconesdegranada.com/casa-de-castril
The Castril palace (also House of Castril) is a Renaissance style palace located in Sacromonte, a district of the Spanish city of Granada. Nowadays it hosts the Archaeological Museum of Granada.
The house is nailed in the Race of the Darro, in the old Arab district of Ajsaris, seat of 16th century's granadine nobility. The palace is one of the best Renaissance palaces of Granada and belonged to the family of Hernando de Zafra, secretary of Catholic monarchs who participated actively in reconquering it from the Muslim hands during the Reconquista.
At the top of the facade the date of its foundation is recorded: 1539. This work has been attributed to Sebastián de Alcántara, one of the most outstanding disciples of Diego de Siloé. In 1917, the Castril palace was acquired by arabist and orientalist Leopoldo Eguílaz y Yanguas to make it a definitive location of the Archaeological Museum of Granada.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Castril_Palace
There is also an old legend about the building, dating back to the time when it was inhabited in Arab times, which refers to a mysterious lady in white who appears from time to time, the result of a misunderstanding between the father of a beautiful girl who lived in the building and her supposed lover, which triggered the father's fury and subsequently led to her hanging and walling herself up on the side balcony of the building. On this blind balcony one can read a slogan that reads: "Waiting for heaven's justice", which could refer to "waiting for heaven's justice", probably related to the words that the supposed lover uttered before being hanged.
La casa de Castril es un palacio renacentista ubicado en la ciudad española de Granada, comunidad autónoma de Andalucía; en ella se encuentra actualmente el Museo Arqueológico de Granada.
La casa se halla enclavada en la carrera del Darro, en el antiguo barrio árabe de Ajsaris, sede a partir del siglo XVI de parte de la nobleza granadina, como muestran sus construcciones blasonadas. La Casa de Castril es uno de los mejores ejemplos de palacios renacentistas de Granada y perteneció a la familia de Hernando de Zafra, secretario de los Reyes Católicos que participó activamente en la reconquista de la ciudad a los musulmanes y en sus Capitulaciones. En lo alto de la fachada está grabada la fecha de su construcción: 1539. Esta obra ha sido atribuida a Sebastián de Alcántara, uno de los más destacados discípulos de Diego de Siloé. En 1917 se adquirió la Casa del Castril a los herederos del insigne arabista Leopoldo Eguílaz y Yanguas para ubicar definitivamente el citado Museo.
Además, sobre el edificio recae una vieja leyenda, de cuando era habitado en época árabe, la cual se refiere a una misteriosa dama de blanco que se aparece de vez en cuando, fruto de un desencuentro entre el padre de una bella muchacha que habitaba el edificio y su supuesto amante, que desencadenaron la furia del padre y posteriormente su ahorcamiento y emparedamiento en el balcón lateral del edificio. Sobre este balcón ciego se puede leer una consigna que dice: "Esperando la del cielo", lo que podría referirse a "esperando la justicia del cielo", que probablemente tuviese relación con las palabras que el supuesto amante pronunció antes de ser ahorcado.
es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Casa_de_Castril
rinconesdegranada.com/casa-de-castril
The Castril palace (also House of Castril) is a Renaissance style palace located in Sacromonte, a district of the Spanish city of Granada. Nowadays it hosts the Archaeological Museum of Granada.
The house is nailed in the Race of the Darro, in the old Arab district of Ajsaris, seat of 16th century's granadine nobility. The palace is one of the best Renaissance palaces of Granada and belonged to the family of Hernando de Zafra, secretary of Catholic monarchs who participated actively in reconquering it from the Muslim hands during the Reconquista.
At the top of the facade the date of its foundation is recorded: 1539. This work has been attributed to Sebastián de Alcántara, one of the most outstanding disciples of Diego de Siloé. In 1917, the Castril palace was acquired by arabist and orientalist Leopoldo Eguílaz y Yanguas to make it a definitive location of the Archaeological Museum of Granada.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Castril_Palace
There is also an old legend about the building, dating back to the time when it was inhabited in Arab times, which refers to a mysterious lady in white who appears from time to time, the result of a misunderstanding between the father of a beautiful girl who lived in the building and her supposed lover, which triggered the father's fury and subsequently led to her hanging and walling herself up on the side balcony of the building. On this blind balcony one can read a slogan that reads: "Waiting for heaven's justice", which could refer to "waiting for heaven's justice", probably related to the words that the supposed lover uttered before being hanged.
It is by universal misunderstanding that all agree. For if, by ill luck, people understood each other, they would never agree.
Charles Baudelaire
The Netherlands and Great Britain are separated by a small sea. Geographically both are small countries who have punched above their weight, historically, due to their Navy’s. From a farming point of view you put sheep on hills and cattle on flat land, where they are less likely to break legs! So the wool trade between the two Nations became very lucrative. This led to Merchants relocating across the water. Veere, is a port town in the Netherlands that still has links with Scotland. Evidence of merchants moving the other way include, James Bond Author, Ian Fleming’s surname. Anyone with this surname are likely to have ancestors who were Flemings/Flemish-from Flanders. Dutch engineers helped drain the land in the East of England and due to the wealth of the wool trade, Norwich was once Britains biggest city.
However, when your neighbours become your economic rivals you make up stories about them. This has led to a few idioms that include the word “Dutch.” To go Dutch on a dinner date shows miserliness as both parties pay a share of the bill. Dutch courage implies that Dutch people are cowards, needing an alcoholic beverage to give them courage to fight! English and Fries are similar languages. Linguists debate which one informed the other. If you are incomprehensible you are talking Double Dutch…………………….. The word Dutch is a misunderstanding of Deutsch, meaning German! So English speakers are speaking double dutch when discussing people from the Netherlands. North and South Holland are provinces of the Netherlands, there is no country called “Holland”!!! And so it goes on…………