Rafter Six Ranch.

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Meet Hexam, one of three of Greater Manchester Police horses who were winners in the Animal Hero Awards 2016, sponsored by the RSPCA and The Daily Mirror.

Police horses Hexam, Captain and Tangle were honoured at the star-studded ceremony in London, hosted by Amanda Holden and attended by celebrities including Alesha Dixon and Brian May.

Along with a former military dog called Rex, Hexam, Captain and Tangle were awarded joint Public Service Animal of Year for their bravery while working a football match between Manchester United and Liverpool in March.

When the game finished and the crowds began to exit the stadium, a group of fans made threats of violence, determined to reach opposing fans.

As the horses intervened to control the situation, they were targeted by the group who began to throw coins, smoke bombs and fireworks. The horses were then repeatedly shoved, punched and pelted with projectiles.

Leaping into action, Hexam, Captain and Tangle helped to push back the troublesome crowd, making sure that the missiles fell short of innocent fans leaving from nearby exits.

Sergeant Cara Charlesworth, one of the police riders that evening, said: “The courage that these three horses showed in what must have been a terrifying experience was amazing.

“They did not falter and repeatedly dealt with the crowd again and again when every one of their instincts should have been telling them to turn and run.

“What was also remarkable was that five minutes later the same three horses were stood out on the forecourt as if nothing had happened, letting small children and genuine fans stroke them and have photos taken, despite being violently attacked only minutes earlier.”

Hexam, Captain and Tangle were also nominated for their involvement with the evacuation of 75,000 fans during the bomb scare at Old Trafford in May.

Specialist Operations Inspector Susan Redfern, responsible for the Mounted Unit, said: “Congratulations to Hexam, Captain and Tangle for winning this thoroughly deserved award.

“With the support of their riders, Sergeant Charlesworth, PC Cassie Barratt and PC Aaron Wilson, they managed to make an extremely volatile situation stable.”

When asked to comment on receiving their award, Hexam, Captain and Tangle responded: “It was neigh trouble!”

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martyrdom of Fatima Zahra (SA)

The crowd left towards the house of Hazrat Ali (a.s.). The harbored the intention of burning down the house along with the inhabitants.[1] Ibn Abi Ka’ab reports that we heard the neighing of horses, the clatter of bridles and the clanging of spears. We left our houses. The crowd had already gathered at the house of Hazrat Ali (a.s.).[2] Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.) was standing behind the door. There was a bandage on her head. It was obvious that she had been weakened by the relentless grief for her father[3] – the Holy Prophet (s.a.w.). When she saw the approaching crowd, she shut the door to her house. She was confident that these people would not enter the house without her permission.[4]

The people reached the door and knocked on it with great force.[5] They began pushing and pulling at the door violently. They kept on hurling abuses at the inhabitants of the house[6] and insisting that they do the bay’at of Abu Bakr.[7] Umar shouted, “O son of Abu Talib, open the door![8] I swear by Allah that if you do not open the door, I will burn it down.[9] I swear by the One in whose Hands is my life, come out and do bay’at or else I will set this house on fire. O Ali, come out and accept the verdict of the people, or else we will wage war with you.[10]

O son of Abu Talib! If you do not come out and pay allegiance to Abu Bakr like the others, I will burn the house down along with its residents.[11]

O son of Abu Talib! Open the door or else we will set your house on fire.[12] Step out to do bay’at – pay allegiance to the caliph of the Holy Prophet (s.a.w.) or we shall set fire to your house.[13] O Ali, come out or we shall set this house ablaze.[14]

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.) positioned herself behind the door of the house and reproached him saying, “O deviated people and liars, what are you saying! What is your intention!”

Umar replied, “O Fatemah!”

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.): “O Umar, what do you want?”

Umar: “What has happened to the son of your uncle? Why has he sent you and remained hidden behind the curtain?”

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.): “O accursed person! I have come out on account of your excesses. I wish to complete my proof upon you and on every deviated person.”

Umar: “Leave all this aside. Do not narrate the stories of women and ask Ali to come out.”

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.): “Don’t you have any shame? Do you wish to frighten me with a group from Shaitaan? O Umar, know that the party of Shaitaan is weak!”

Umar: “If Ali does not appear, know that I have collected a huge pile of wood and will burn the house along with its inhabitants if he does not do bay’at.”[15]

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.): “O Umar, why don’t you go and let us remain in our own condition?”

Umar: “Open the door or else, I will burn it down!”[16]

As per another narration, Umar said, “O Fatemah, daughter of the Prophet (s.a.w.)! Send the people gathered in your house outside. Like the other Muslims, they too must submit (give bay’at). Or else, I will set the entire house ablaze.”[17]

As per another narration, Umar said, “You too should accept what has been accepted by the community.”[18] In yet another narration, Umar said, “O Fatemah! Why have these people gathered in your house? If they do not given themselves up, I will burn the house down along with its inhabitants.”[19]

A fourth narration reports that Umar said to Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.), “Take out the people hidden in your house, or else, I will burn the house down along with its dwellers.”

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.): “Will you burn my children along with my house?”

Umar: “Yes! I swear by Allah, (I will do it) if they do not come out and give bay’at.”[20]

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.): “O Ibne Khattab! Will you bear the sight of my burning house?”

Umar: “Yes!”[21]

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.): “Woe be upon you! Do you wish to do away with the progeny of the Holy Prophet (s.a.w.)? Do you wish to extinguish the light of Allah? But know that Allah (s.w.t.) will complete His light.”

Umar: “Enough has been said, O Fatemah! Keep quiet! Mohammed (s.a.w.) is no longer with us and neither are those angels who bring the revelation and the orders from Allah (s.w.t.). Now there are just us Muslims. If you wish, send out your family members to pay allegiance to Abu Bakr or else, I will burn your house down.”

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.) (while crying): “O Allah! We put forward a complaint to you about the absence of Your Prophet (s.a.w.), Your Messenger and Chosen One! We appeal to You that the ummat gathered in opposition to us. O Lord! Those rights which You revealed in Your book, and through Your Prophet (s.a.w.) ordained for us, the ummat is snatching away those very rights.”

Umar: “O Fatemah! Leave aside the behavior of women and do not say such useless things! Allah (s.w.t.) will never grant both messengership (nabuwwat) and leadership (khilafat) in the same house.”[22]

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.): “O Umar! Don’t you have the fear of Allah in your heart that you wish to enter my house and assault me.”

Umar stood his ground and refused to budge from there.[23]

[1] Eqdul Fareed, volume 4 page 242; Taarekhe’ Abul Fida’, volume 1 page 156; Amali Shaykh Mufeed, page 50

[2] Kaukabe' Durriyah, page 194/195

[3] Sulaym Ibne' Qays page 250

[4] Tafseer'e Ayyashi, volume 2 page 67; Al Ikhtesas, page 176

[5] Dalaelul Imamah volume 2; Behaarul Anwaar, volume 30 page 290; Al Kashkul, page 73/74

[6] Hadeeqatush Shiah, page 30

[7] Ash Shafi by Ibne’ Hamzah, volume 4 page 171

[8] Sulaym Ibne' Qays, page 250

[9] Ilmul Yaqeen by Allamah Jauhari and from this in Shar'he Nahjul Balagha, volume 2 page 56. A similar narration in Tareekhe’ Tabari, volume 3 page 202; Al Mustarshid, page 378

[10] Al Hidayatul Kubra page 406; Behaarul Anwaar, volume 53 page 13

[11] Al Kashkul, page 73/74

[12] Kamil Bahai, page 305

[13] Sulaym Ibne' Qays, page 73

[14] Kaukabe' Durriyah, page 194/195

[15] Dalaelul Imamah, volume 2; Behaarul Anwaar, volume 30 page 293

[16] Sulaym Ibne' Qays, page 47-73 and page 250

[17] Al Jamal, page 117

[18] Rauzatul Manazer, volume 11 page 113

[19] Kamil Bahai, volume 2 page 24

[20] At Taraef, page 239; Nahjul Haq, page 271

[21] An Nasabul Ashraf, volume 1 page 576

[22] Al Hidayatul Kubra, page 407; Behaarul Anwaar, volume 53 page 18

[23] Sulaym Ibne' Qays, page 74 and page 250

– avec Ali Sheryar Shery Khan.

2009. Britt & Deborah stayed in a hotel the night before the wedding. 09/11/09.

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Horse before the painters retouched it. Artist Cisco Garcia and his assistant Sarah were just about to retouch this horse for the season. I took some photos just prior to their golden touch. According to Cisco the carousel horses get worn from thousands of kids and traveling from city to city.

This is a carousel in Disney's Magic Kingdom. I seem to have several pictures from this trip that I've been pleased with, as well I should considering the fact that I took easily close to three thousand pictures there. That's perhaps an exaggeration. But it was at least two thousand, I promise. My friend and I joined in with the dozens of elementary children and took a break to ride on the carousel.

I have always loved carousels, but I've never really thought of why.

I suppose it's just the combination of two of my favorite things in the world: horses and artwork.

The horses on carousels always have the most fantastic running poses, their eyes wide, nostrils flared, ears back, though a few have them alertly forward, and a few even have the wide open mouths letting loose wildly silent neighs. Their manes are always windswept, perfect, flowing effortlessly around their sturdy necks and faces, and their legs are reaching up, stretching out, frozen in powerful lively action. And the colors and designs of their tack are always beautiful, regal and royal, even if they're not realistic or practical.

And even besides the horses and the art on them, there's always more art on the center part of the carousel, painted scenes and golden shapes and carvings.

And the motion of it all, even as repetitive as it is, there's something soothing about the gentle up and down motion, going in a smooth circle. It reminds me a little of the ocean, being carried so softly up and down over and over.

Even repeating circle is nice. You're always able to pick out your friends or parents in the crowd when you come back around, pleased that even though you've left from their sight for a moment, nothing has changed and you've returned to them the very same as if you had not gone at all. There's a certain comfort in it.

Then again, maybe I just like the ponies.

The World's End is Neigh !!

Sunday 8 October 2017

Copyright Steve Guess MMXVII

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Brittany's Bachelorette Party 2009

*Neigh!*

Ride #4: The Merry Go Round

Limestone cliffs and Pony's at Morlais Quarries.

Horse semen drink is not for neigh-sayersOwners of a pub in New Zealand are serving shots of apple-flavoured horse semen to customers.Steven Drummond, co-owner of The Green Man in Wellington, decided to enter the stomach-churning drink in the nationwide 14th annual Monteith's Beer and Wild Food Challenge.He came up with the idea from a nearby stallion farm, which harvests sperm.Steven says the custard-like concoction is more popular among women than men, but very few customers enjoy it enough to come back for seconds.And he advises patrons who are brave enough to try it to down the $25 shot in one quick gulp.New Zealand - July 2011Supplied by WENN.com

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Good Neigh Purrs

Visiting Budweiser in London

Neigh lad, don't be sad

Don't be blue

Trees are green

And so are you!

Why so sullen?

The weather has brightened

And the buds are bursting

Hay, stop horseing around

There's no stable for you

The Forest is free

Where bridleways cross

For thou mane tree

Has no need of any shoe

Photo by Marion Post Wolcott.

I have been looking through some photos I took a while back. This was taken at Oxford Island at a time when the sun was shining. Its a good reminder than the sun does occasionally shine here...I had nearly forgotten.

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martyrdom of Fatima Zahra (SA)

The crowd left towards the house of Hazrat Ali (a.s.). The harbored the intention of burning down the house along with the inhabitants.[1] Ibn Abi Ka’ab reports that we heard the neighing of horses, the clatter of bridles and the clanging of spears. We left our houses. The crowd had already gathered at the house of Hazrat Ali (a.s.).[2] Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.) was standing behind the door. There was a bandage on her head. It was obvious that she had been weakened by the relentless grief for her father[3] – the Holy Prophet (s.a.w.). When she saw the approaching crowd, she shut the door to her house. She was confident that these people would not enter the house without her permission.[4]

The people reached the door and knocked on it with great force.[5] They began pushing and pulling at the door violently. They kept on hurling abuses at the inhabitants of the house[6] and insisting that they do the bay’at of Abu Bakr.[7] Umar shouted, “O son of Abu Talib, open the door![8] I swear by Allah that if you do not open the door, I will burn it down.[9] I swear by the One in whose Hands is my life, come out and do bay’at or else I will set this house on fire. O Ali, come out and accept the verdict of the people, or else we will wage war with you.[10]

O son of Abu Talib! If you do not come out and pay allegiance to Abu Bakr like the others, I will burn the house down along with its residents.[11]

O son of Abu Talib! Open the door or else we will set your house on fire.[12] Step out to do bay’at – pay allegiance to the caliph of the Holy Prophet (s.a.w.) or we shall set fire to your house.[13] O Ali, come out or we shall set this house ablaze.[14]

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.) positioned herself behind the door of the house and reproached him saying, “O deviated people and liars, what are you saying! What is your intention!”

Umar replied, “O Fatemah!”

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.): “O Umar, what do you want?”

Umar: “What has happened to the son of your uncle? Why has he sent you and remained hidden behind the curtain?”

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.): “O accursed person! I have come out on account of your excesses. I wish to complete my proof upon you and on every deviated person.”

Umar: “Leave all this aside. Do not narrate the stories of women and ask Ali to come out.”

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.): “Don’t you have any shame? Do you wish to frighten me with a group from Shaitaan? O Umar, know that the party of Shaitaan is weak!”

Umar: “If Ali does not appear, know that I have collected a huge pile of wood and will burn the house along with its inhabitants if he does not do bay’at.”[15]

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.): “O Umar, why don’t you go and let us remain in our own condition?”

Umar: “Open the door or else, I will burn it down!”[16]

As per another narration, Umar said, “O Fatemah, daughter of the Prophet (s.a.w.)! Send the people gathered in your house outside. Like the other Muslims, they too must submit (give bay’at). Or else, I will set the entire house ablaze.”[17]

As per another narration, Umar said, “You too should accept what has been accepted by the community.”[18] In yet another narration, Umar said, “O Fatemah! Why have these people gathered in your house? If they do not given themselves up, I will burn the house down along with its inhabitants.”[19]

A fourth narration reports that Umar said to Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.), “Take out the people hidden in your house, or else, I will burn the house down along with its dwellers.”

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.): “Will you burn my children along with my house?”

Umar: “Yes! I swear by Allah, (I will do it) if they do not come out and give bay’at.”[20]

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.): “O Ibne Khattab! Will you bear the sight of my burning house?”

Umar: “Yes!”[21]

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.): “Woe be upon you! Do you wish to do away with the progeny of the Holy Prophet (s.a.w.)? Do you wish to extinguish the light of Allah? But know that Allah (s.w.t.) will complete His light.”

Umar: “Enough has been said, O Fatemah! Keep quiet! Mohammed (s.a.w.) is no longer with us and neither are those angels who bring the revelation and the orders from Allah (s.w.t.). Now there are just us Muslims. If you wish, send out your family members to pay allegiance to Abu Bakr or else, I will burn your house down.”

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.) (while crying): “O Allah! We put forward a complaint to you about the absence of Your Prophet (s.a.w.), Your Messenger and Chosen One! We appeal to You that the ummat gathered in opposition to us. O Lord! Those rights which You revealed in Your book, and through Your Prophet (s.a.w.) ordained for us, the ummat is snatching away those very rights.”

Umar: “O Fatemah! Leave aside the behavior of women and do not say such useless things! Allah (s.w.t.) will never grant both messengership (nabuwwat) and leadership (khilafat) in the same house.”[22]

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.): “O Umar! Don’t you have the fear of Allah in your heart that you wish to enter my house and assault me.”

Umar stood his ground and refused to budge from there.[23]

[1] Eqdul Fareed, volume 4 page 242; Taarekhe’ Abul Fida’, volume 1 page 156; Amali Shaykh Mufeed, page 50

[2] Kaukabe' Durriyah, page 194/195

[3] Sulaym Ibne' Qays page 250

[4] Tafseer'e Ayyashi, volume 2 page 67; Al Ikhtesas, page 176

[5] Dalaelul Imamah volume 2; Behaarul Anwaar, volume 30 page 290; Al Kashkul, page 73/74

[6] Hadeeqatush Shiah, page 30

[7] Ash Shafi by Ibne’ Hamzah, volume 4 page 171

[8] Sulaym Ibne' Qays, page 250

[9] Ilmul Yaqeen by Allamah Jauhari and from this in Shar'he Nahjul Balagha, volume 2 page 56. A similar narration in Tareekhe’ Tabari, volume 3 page 202; Al Mustarshid, page 378

[10] Al Hidayatul Kubra page 406; Behaarul Anwaar, volume 53 page 13

[11] Al Kashkul, page 73/74

[12] Kamil Bahai, page 305

[13] Sulaym Ibne' Qays, page 73

[14] Kaukabe' Durriyah, page 194/195

[15] Dalaelul Imamah, volume 2; Behaarul Anwaar, volume 30 page 293

[16] Sulaym Ibne' Qays, page 47-73 and page 250

[17] Al Jamal, page 117

[18] Rauzatul Manazer, volume 11 page 113

[19] Kamil Bahai, volume 2 page 24

[20] At Taraef, page 239; Nahjul Haq, page 271

[21] An Nasabul Ashraf, volume 1 page 576

[22] Al Hidayatul Kubra, page 407; Behaarul Anwaar, volume 53 page 18

[23] Sulaym Ibne' Qays, page 74 and page 250

– avec Ali Sheryar Shery Khan.

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Umar attacks the house of H. Fatema Zahra (sa) :::

The crowd left towards the house of Hazrat Ali (a.s.). The harbored the intention of burning down the house along with the inhabitants.[1] Ibn Abi Ka’ab reports that we heard the neighing of horses, the clatter of bridles and the clanging of spears. We left our houses. The crowd had already gathered at the house of Hazrat Ali (a.s.).[2] Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.) was standing behind the door. There was a bandage on her head. It was obvious that she had been weakened by the relentless grief for her father[3] – the Holy Prophet (s.a.w.). When she saw the approaching crowd, she shut the door to her house. She was confident that these people would not enter the house without her permission.[4]

The people reached the door and knocked on it with great force.[5] They began pushing and pulling at the door violently. They kept on hurling abuses at the inhabitants of the house[6] and insisting that they do the bay’at of Abu Bakr.[7] Umar shouted, “O son of Abu Talib, open the door![8] I swear by Allah that if you do not open the door, I will burn it down.[9] I swear by the One in whose Hands is my life, come out and do bay’at or else I will set this house on fire. O Ali, come out and accept the verdict of the people, or else we will wage war with you.[10]

O son of Abu Talib! If you do not come out and pay allegiance to Abu Bakr like the others, I will burn the house down along with its residents.[11]

O son of Abu Talib! Open the door or else we will set your house on fire.[12] Step out to do bay’at – pay allegiance to the caliph of the Holy Prophet (s.a.w.) or we shall set fire to your house.[13] O Ali, come out or we shall set this house ablaze.[14]

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.) positioned herself behind the door of the house and reproached him saying, “O deviated people and liars, what are you saying! What is your intention!”

Umar replied, “O Fatemah!”

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.): “O Umar, what do you want?”

Umar: “What has happened to the son of your uncle? Why has he sent you and remained hidden behind the curtain?”

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.): “O accursed person! I have come out on account of your excesses. I wish to complete my proof upon you and on every deviated person.”

Umar: “Leave all this aside. Do not narrate the stories of women and ask Ali to come out.”

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.): “Don’t you have any shame? Do you wish to frighten me with a group from Shaitaan? O Umar, know that the party of Shaitaan is weak!”

Umar: “If Ali does not appear, know that I have collected a huge pile of wood and will burn the house along with its inhabitants if he does not do bay’at.”[15]

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.): “O Umar, why don’t you go and let us remain in our own condition?”

Umar: “Open the door or else, I will burn it down!”[16]

As per another narration, Umar said, “O Fatemah, daughter of the Prophet (s.a.w.)! Send the people gathered in your house outside. Like the other Muslims, they too must submit (give bay’at). Or else, I will set the entire house ablaze.”[17]

As per another narration, Umar said, “You too should accept what has been accepted by the community.”[18] In yet another narration, Umar said, “O Fatemah! Why have these people gathered in your house? If they do not given themselves up, I will burn the house down along with its inhabitants.”[19]

A fourth narration reports that Umar said to Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.), “Take out the people hidden in your house, or else, I will burn the house down along with its dwellers.”

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.): “Will you burn my children along with my house?”

Umar: “Yes! I swear by Allah, (I will do it) if they do not come out and give bay’at.”[20]

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.): “O Ibne Khattab! Will you bear the sight of my burning house?”

Umar: “Yes!”[21]

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.): “Woe be upon you! Do you wish to do away with the progeny of the Holy Prophet (s.a.w.)? Do you wish to extinguish the light of Allah? But know that Allah (s.w.t.) will complete His light.”

Umar: “Enough has been said, O Fatemah! Keep quiet! Mohammed (s.a.w.) is no longer with us and neither are those angels who bring the revelation and the orders from Allah (s.w.t.). Now there are just us Muslims. If you wish, send out your family members to pay allegiance to Abu Bakr or else, I will burn your house down.”

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.) (while crying): “O Allah! We put forward a complaint to you about the absence of Your Prophet (s.a.w.), Your Messenger and Chosen One! We appeal to You that the ummat gathered in opposition to us. O Lord! Those rights which You revealed in Your book, and through Your Prophet (s.a.w.) ordained for us, the ummat is snatching away those very rights.”

Umar: “O Fatemah! Leave aside the behavior of women and do not say such useless things! Allah (s.w.t.) will never grant both messengership (nabuwwat) and leadership (khilafat) in the same house.”[22]

Janabe’ Zahra (s.a.): “O Umar! Don’t you have the fear of Allah in your heart that you wish to enter my house and assault me.”

Umar stood his ground and refused to budge from there.[23]

[1] Eqdul Fareed, volume 4 page 242; Taarekhe’ Abul Fida’, volume 1 page 156; Amali Shaykh Mufeed, page 50

[2] Kaukabe' Durriyah, page 194/195

[3] Sulaym Ibne' Qays page 250

[4] Tafseer'e Ayyashi, volume 2 page 67; Al Ikhtesas, page 176

[5] Dalaelul Imamah volume 2; Behaarul Anwaar, volume 30 page 290; Al Kashkul, page 73/74

[6] Hadeeqatush Shiah, page 30

[7] Ash Shafi by Ibne’ Hamzah, volume 4 page 171

[8] Sulaym Ibne' Qays, page 250

[9] Ilmul Yaqeen by Allamah Jauhari and from this in Shar'he Nahjul Balagha, volume 2 page 56. A similar narration in Tareekhe’ Tabari, volume 3 page 202; Al Mustarshid, page 378

[10] Al Hidayatul Kubra page 406; Behaarul Anwaar, volume 53 page 13

[11] Al Kashkul, page 73/74

[12] Kamil Bahai, page 305

[13] Sulaym Ibne' Qays, page 73

[14] Kaukabe' Durriyah, page 194/195

[15] Dalaelul Imamah, volume 2; Behaarul Anwaar, volume 30 page 293

[16] Sulaym Ibne' Qays, page 47-73 and page 250

[17] Al Jamal, page 117

[18] Rauzatul Manazer, volume 11 page 113

[19] Kamil Bahai, volume 2 page 24

[20] At Taraef, page 239; Nahjul Haq, page 271

[21] An Nasabul Ashraf, volume 1 page 576

[22] Al Hidayatul Kubra, page 407; Behaarul Anwaar, volume 53 page 18

[23] Sulaym Ibne' Qays, page 74 and page 250

– avec Ali Sheryar Shery Khan.

The Scroobious Pip, by Edward Lear

The Scroobious Pip went out one day

When the grass was green, and the sky was grey.

Then all the beasts in the world came round

When the Scroobious Pip sat down on the ground.

The cat and the dog and the kangaroo

The sheep and the cow and the guineapig too--

The wolf he howled, the horse he neighed

The little pig squeaked and the donkey brayed,

And when the lion began to roar

There never was heard such a noise before.

And every beast he stood on the tip

Of his toes to look a the Scroobious Pip.

At last they said to the Fox - "By far,

You're the wisest beast! You know you are!

Go close to Scroobious Pip and say,

Tell us all about yourself we pray-

For as yet we can't make out in the least

If you're Fish or Insect, or Bird or Beast."

The Scroobious Pip looked vaguely round

And sang these words with a rumbling sound-

Chippetty Flip; Flippetty Chip;-

My only name is the Scroobious Pip.

The Scroobious Pip from the top of a tree

Saw the distant Jellybolee,-

And all the birds in the world came there,

Flying in crowds all through the air.

The Vulture and Eagle, the cock and the hen

The Ostrich the Turkey the Snipe and the Wren;

The Parrot chattered, the Blackbird sung

And the owl looked wise but held his tongue,

And when the Peacock began to scream

The hullabaloo was quite extreme.

And every bird he fluttered the tip

Of his wng as he stared at the Scroobious Pip.

At last they said to the owl- "By far,

You're the wisest Bird -- you know you are!

Fly close to the Scroobious Pip and say,

Explain all about yourself we paray-

For as yet we have neither seen nor heard

If you're fish or insect, beast or bird!"

The Scroobious Pip looked gaily round

And sang these words with a chirpy sound-

Chippetty Flip; Flippetty Chip;-

My only name is the Scroobious Pip.

The Scroobious Pip went into the sea

By the beautiful shore of Jellybolee-

All the fish in the world swam round

With a splashing squashy spluttering sound.

The sprat, the herring, the turbot too

The shark, the sole and the mackerel blue,

The flounder spluttered, the purpoise puffed

...............................................................

And when the whale began to spout

...............................................................

And every fish he shook the tip

Of his tail as he gazed on the Scroobious Pip

At last they said to the whale- "By far

You're the biggest Fish - you know you are!

Swim close to the Scroobious Pip and say-

Tell us all about yourself we pray!-

For to know you yourself is our only wish;

Are you beast or insect, bird or fish?"

The Scroobious Pip looked softly round

And sung these words with a liquid sound-

Pliffity Flip; Pliffety Flip;-

My only name is the Scroobious Pip.

The scroobious Pip sat under a tree

By the silent shores of the Jellybolee;

All the insects in all the world

About the Scroobious Pip entwirled.

Beetles and with purple eyes

Gnats and buzztilential flies-

Grasshoppers, butterflies, spiders too,

Wasps and bees and dragon-flies blue,

And when the gnats began to hum

bounced like a dismal drum,

And every insect curled the tip

Of his snout, and looked a the Scroobious Pip.

At last the said to the Ant - "By far

You're the wisest insect, you know you are!

Creep close to the Scroobious Pip and say-

Tell us all about yourself we pray,

For we can't find out, and we can't tell why-

If you're beast or fish or a bird or a fly."

The Scroobious Pip turned quickly round

And sang these words with a whistly sound

Wizzeby wip - wizzeby wip--

My only name is the Scroobious Pip.

Then all the beasts that walk on the ground

Danced in a circle round and round-

And all the birds that fly in the air

Flew round and round in a circle there,

And all the fish in the Jellybolee

Swum in a circle about the sea,

And all the insects that creep or go

Buzzed in a circle to and fro.

And they roared and sang and whistled and cried

Till the noise was heard from side to side-

Chippetty tip! Chippetty tip!

It's only name is the Scroobious Pip.

[from Teapots and Quails]

www.nonsenselit.org/Lear/pw/pip.html

My interest in photography has, neigh on, reached the two year mark. I'm still going strong. My hobby has become an obsession that consumes most my free time. And yet, I've still got plenty to learn.

I've decided to make this portrait the 500th image that I've posted on Flickr. Using the 70D that I've come to adore and the Sigma AF 50-150mm f/2.8 EX DC OS HSM which is a fantastic fast lens.

The dog (in case you're still reading) was a friend I made when I went on holiday over the summer.

ODC 4/24/24 - Dangerous

Groom with his Father.

Britt and Chris got married at Regester Chapel in Stafford, VA on 09/12/09. Reception followed at Seacobeck Hall, Mary Washington University

Yay? Neigh? Possibley?

Brittany's Bachelorette Party 2009

Rincewind in Johannesburg?

My neighor always wraps Christmas lights around the railing on her front steps. It always looks kind of pretty after a good snow.

We're due for more snow tonight and into tomorrow. Looks like it will be 6 inches or more. I will try to get my hands on a fancy digital camera from the college and get some good photos.

Life update, for those of you keeping track:

Web design project went well.

Web design final went very well.

Philosophy paper was pretty lukewarm, in my opinion. It's good B material though.

Philosophy final is totally in the air, my guess is low/mid B though.

One more final, then I'm free until Jan. 7th.

Still no progress in the "finding the girl of my dreams" department.

Super horsie ... the caped equine. Neigh.

Samson is the horse in Sleeping Beauty. He is faithful to his master, Prince Phillip.

Although Samson does not speak aside from neighing, he seems to have some intelligence, being astute enough to know the way to his residence by memory.

Samson is first introduced with Phillip years after Maleficent's curse and Aurora's life as Briar Rose first began. He and Phillip were out riding when Phillip was suddenly intrigued by the beautiful singing voice of a peasant girl and was determined to investigate further. Samson was initially against this course change, but Phillip convinced him to go along when he promised Samson an extra bag of oats (and a few carrots) to eat. However, after failing to woo her, Phillip, embarrassed, denies Samson those extra carrots.

Later on, after heading back into the forest to again meet with the peasant girl, Phillip and Samson are kidnapped and imprisoned by Maleficent and her goons within her castle at the Forbidden Mountains. There, the Three Good Fairies arrive to the rescue, freeing the duo. The team races out of the castle and towards the kingdom of King Stefan, where the peasant girl, Aurora, has fallen into a deep, sleep-like death, with a kiss of true love being the only thing capable of awakening her. However, as they race to the rescue, Maleficent unleashes her wrath, turning into a dragon and knocking Phillip off Samson's saddle. The two battle, and in the end, the fairy is defeated. Samson, Phillip, and the fairies head towards the castle where the princess is finally awakened, and peace to the kingdom is finally restored.

Wedding Guests.

Britt and Chris got married at Regester Chapel in Stafford, VA on 09/12/09. Reception followed at Seacobeck Hall, Mary Washington University

Highest position in explore #468

From www.wrc.org.za/wp-content/uploads/mdocs/WW_03_Nov-Dec_Pri...:

TheWaterWheel November/December2003

Two farmers eye-balled each other over the water furrow running alongside the main street of the tiny Karoo town of Prince Albert.This was the 1960s and water to irrigate their small- holdings was scarce. It hadn’t rained for months and the constant trickle of “lei” water from a spring in the Swartberg Mountains was all they could rely on to feed their crops.

“You are stealing my water,” accused one brandishing a spade. “This is my water,” spat the other also raising a spade.

Defiantly the first man tried to close the furrow into his neighbour’s dam.

“Touch that water and I will stop you with this spade.” The second lunged at his neighbour threatening to knock his knees out from underneath him. A crowd was growing to watch the fight but after a few tense minutes the second farmer closed his furrow and allowed his neigh- bour to have water.

“Now it’s your turn,” he said looking at his watch.

The first farmer glared at him. “Your watch is slow,” he grumbled.

“No, your watch is fast.”

Squinting under the harsh light of the Karoo the two sun-browned old men examined each other’s watches. It was true – one was too fast and the other was too slow. Neither knew for sure when his “lei” water turn started or ended. At that moment the church clock struck the hour.

“The church clock is never wrong,” said the representative from the town’s Irrigation Board who, relieved that the spades had finally been laid down, spoke up for the first time.“Why don’t you both set your watches by the church clock and then maybe next week you won’t fight.”

Reluctantly the men changed their watches.The following week, when it was once more time for them to take water, they suspiciously studied the church clock as the “lei water” trickled into one small dam and then the other. For the first time in years both agreed on the other’s time for water. From that day onwards the “lei water” turns in Prince Albert have run strictly to the time on the church clock – it’s the only way ownership of this scarce resource in the remote semi-desert village hasn’t ended in murder.

This story, told by the chairman of Prince Albert’s Kweekvallei Irrigation Board, former police major Sas De Kock, highlights the importance of proper management of water in an environment where regular rainfall in unpredictable. The role of the Kweekvallei Irrigation Board is to ensure that furrows are in working order and to oversee repairs, says de Kock who has been involved with supervising water use in the village since 1985. “It’s up to the individuals who have water rights to take their turn at the times allocated and to keep their furrows in good repair,” he says.

Understanding that the success of his farm depends on water de Kock has made it his business to work with the Irrigation Board.

“One cannot assume the water will come by itself,” he says,“before my “lei” water turn on a Saturday night I check all along the furrows to ensure there are no blockages and that my water will come.”

When his precious water hours are over it’s another man’s turn. “There is no turning back the clock – your have you chance to take water and that’s it.”

Once or twice de Kock has cleared a mound of clawing desperate tortoises caught in the grids of the furrows and stopping the stream. Recently he removed a dead duiker blocking the flow.

“Everybody who uses water needs to take this responsibility,” he says, “it’s not only the role of the Irrigation Board.”

The Kweekvallei Irrigation Board is an elected committee of volunteers who meet several times a year at a home in town to discuss water issues, deal with problems and enjoy a cup of coffee together. Most members have lived in the Karoo town all their lives and understand the scarcity of the resource they have to share.

“It’s important to know the history of water in the town,” says secretary Ina Burger,“it gives you a context when dealing with problems. De Kock points out that, according to the new Water Act of 1998, the name of the board is soon to change to the Water User’s Association.

“Our function will stay the same,” he says.

Over the years the lack of water, man’s greed and nature’s tendency to interfere in the smooth running of the “lei water” has meant the Kweekvallei Irrigation Board has had a lot more on its plate than maintaining furrows.

In the Karoo water is either too scarce or comes in a flood, explains de Kock.

To make his point he tells the story of the late Oom Christian Myburgh of the farm Slagterspoort and the filling of the Gamkapoort Dam in 1970.

One of the farmers asked the chief engineer how long it would take before the new dam was full. The engineer thought about it for a moment then said it would take at least ten years.

Oom Christian shook his head. “What do you think Oom Chris?” asked the others.

“When the rain comes it will take two days,” said the old man.

A little while later the Gamka River came down in flood and, as Oom Christian predicated, the dam filled and overflowed in less than 48 hours.

“There is no half measures in the Karoo,” says de Kock,“it’s always too much or too little.”

A small spring, called the Fonteintjie, that flows from a source high in the Swartberg Mountains, has fed the Karoo town ever since the first Dutch settler Zacharias De Beer secured a loan farm from the Cape Colony government in 1762.

De Beer called his farm Kweekvallei (FertileValley) an unusual name for a farm in this dry setting.What he had though was a steady trickle of water from the mountains enabling him to grow vegetables, plant fruit trees and keep livestock.Very soon De Beer’s children were marrying and raising families on Kweekvallei

and so the foundations of a village were laid.

By 1939, when the first Kweekvallei Irrigation Board was established, the existing “lei” water system was already in place and farmers in the town relied on the stone-lined furrows to channel their water onto their lands. Until that time the townsfolk had shared the water without too much infighting but it was becoming more and more apparent that, with the increasing number of settlers in the village, a board was needed to manage this shared resource.

On July 26, 1940 the town’s Irrigation Board was proclaimed.A chairman was chosen and a committee of board members elected. From then on minutes were kept at all meetings and farmers given the opportunity to raise problems relating to their supply of water. Today, 64 years later, the religiously kept minutes of Irrigation Board meetings provides a fascinating insight into the intimate history of the town.

On June 17 1953 for instance the board was in deep discussion as to the future positioning of a dam for Prince Albert while damage to the furrows caused by a flash flood was also cause for concern.

In 1964 there was a surge of requests to close sections of the furrows due to building work in the town.The Irrigation Board debated the issue and decided they could refuse these requests but that if they allowed any closures the property owner was responsible for keeping the furrow in good repair. Seventeen years later unexpected lightning caused fires in the mountains had the Irrigation Board discussing the viability of controlled burning in future to prevent flooding and erosion.

“These are all issues that played a crucial role in the lives of farmers and their families at the time,” says Burger,“they were debates that could raise tempers, make or break a farm and impacted on the way our town developed.”

Today De Kock, Burger and many Irrigation Board members are still involved in supervising the steady flow of water into Prince Albert. “There are ongoing problems with people stealing water,” says Burger.

Little tricks like a stone under a sluice-gate or taking 15 minutes from the farmer at the bottom of town who takes his turn in the middle of the night are old hat. “By the time the farmer sees his water isn’t coming and has driven around trying to find who is taking it, the water is on its way again,” says De Kock.

Has anyone ever been prosecuted for stealing water?

“Complaints are laid with the police but unless you catch the thief in the act it’s hard to prove,” he says. Most often a representative from the Irrigation Board has a friendly chat with the person they believe is causing the problem.

“They always blame the labour,” he says,“it’s amazing how many times I’ve heard it was the gardener’s fault.”

Payment for water is minimal but the little the Irrigation Board collects from farmers keeps the furrows in good repair and pays an occasional labourer to unblock the grids when litter and plant growth threatens to impede the flow.The municipality also has an allocation of water for household use – 17 hours of full stream “lei” water a week.

An ongoing issue in Prince Albert is the damage caused by the roots of alien blue gum trees to the furrows lining the town’s streets.Another problem is the increasing number of property owners not resident in town who don’t understand the importance of taking their “lei” water turn.This sometimes leads to flooding and damage to properties further downstream.

The Irrigation Board is also in discussion with the municipality for funds to lay a pipeline from the weir at the entrance to the Swartberg Pass to the Municipal Reservoir – a distance of 6km.

“This will do a lot to minimise evaporation and save water,” says de Kock.

Nevertheless the “lei” water is an age-old system that works for the town and, there is no question, that its quaint appeal is part of what attracts tourists and new residents to Prince Albert.

“We’ve been through drought and flood but I have never known the ‘lei’ water to stop,” says De Kock, “it’s been very low sometimes but that steady trickle has always flowed. I pray I never live to see the day when the water doesn’t come.”

A design for my experimental electronic band project the Multimedia Artist Danny "MushroomBrain" Hennesy

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