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Command Sgt. Maj. Jeffrey S. Hartless becomes U.S. Army Installation Management Command's newest senior enlisted advisor. Hartless replaces Sgt. Maj. Earl Rice, who is retiring after 32 years of service. (photos by Olivia Mendoza)
June 19, 2010 - Kearney Nebraska
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When the sky is so captivating you gaze in its wonder...
Camera in hand... Pointing due south from Kearney Nebraska... A surreal view of some amazing mammatus clouds. Strong Cells bordering the Nebraska Kansas Border, moving northeast into south central Nebraska.
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Still Spotting NYC, in cooperation with Improv Everywhere and the Guggenheim Museum administered an Audiogram to a few hundred people in the Bronx today. You might remember audiograms from Grade School, sitting in a little booth with headphones raising your hand when you hear the beep. Well, this was the same thing except much, much sillier. Participants downloaded an audio track to their phones or MP3 player just like Improv Everywhere's MP3 experiments and followed the instructions. They began with the beeps, which became dance moves, silly walks, popping balloons and a Jazz Band, nothing at all like school. Unless you went to a very odd Grade School. Many thanks to The Bronx Museum of Art, The Guggenheim Museum, Charlie Todd and Improv Everywhere, the cast and crew and most of all to the many people who heard the beep and than ran and hid in the bushes.
GULF OF THAILAND (Jun. 8, 2013) An amphibious assault vehicle (AAV) approaches the well deck of the forward-deployed amphibious dock landing ship USS Tortuga (LSD 46) in preparation for the amphibious phase of Cooperation Afloat Readiness and Training (CARAT) exercise Thailand 2013. U.S. Navy ships participating in the exercise include the dry cargo and ammunition ship USNS Washington Chambers (T-AKE 11), the amphibious dock landing ships USS Tortuga (LSD 46) with embarked U.S. Marine Corps landing force, diving and salvage vessel USNS Safeguard (T-ARS 50) with embarked Mobile Diving and Salvage Unit (MDSU) 1, and the guided-missile destroyer USS Curtis Wilbur (DDG 54). CARAT is a series of bilateral military exercises between the U.S. Navy and the armed forces of Bangladesh, Brunei, Cambodia, Indonesia, Malaysia, the Philippines, Singapore, Thailand and Timor Leste. (U.S. Navy photo by Mass Communication Specialist 3rd Class Amanda S. Kitchner/Released)
In the middle of the hallway there stood another door. It was more of a doorway, nailed roughly into the floor in the center of the hall. A modest door hung on three hinges.
A sign above the door read "Enlightenment." I walked around the door and on the other side it looked the same. The same single word was painted on both sides of the sign.
I looked back at the other doors, each one representing a choice of an afterlife and one a way back to the reality of Earth, but this door stood alone in the hall.
I studied the door and looked for meaning in it. I ran my hands over the wood frame, but it was just standard two by four whitewood, the cheapest available. I examined the nails. They were all hand driven, but standard eight or ten penny nails. The hinges were cheap brass, fastened with screws, some at an awkward angle as if the individual who hung the door was not very experienced and had to hang the door alone in the frame. It wasn't a bad job, just not the work of an experienced carpenter. The door was very inexpensive. Just hollow core fiber board painted white, the cheapest available at a home improvement store. The knob was also cheap brass, with no locking mechanism.
The sign above the door was hand painted, and not very well. The spacing was not carefully planned, so the n and the t at the end of "Enlightenment." were a little squished together. The period at the end of the word was drippy, as if the sign was hung before the paint was dry; as if the painter were in a rush, or perhaps not so concerned with the final product.
I tried to imagine who would put this sort of a door together. I determined it must be made by a novice human. The other doors were so ornate and complex and unique that they had to be made by master craftsmen from this world or the next. This door was cobbled together from items on hand. No time was spent trying to get the best wood available. No painstaking carvings or lavish painting decorated this door.
The knob did not even have a lock on it. All the other doors had ornate locks or were heavily padlocked. Why did this door not have a lock? I had the ring of keys in my hand, but there was no need for a key. I searched the key ring anyway. I counted all the doors and all the keys. There was one key short. There was no key for the door to Enlightenment.
I put my hand on the knob of the door to Enlightenment. I expected some magic to happen, some major force to overtake me and shake me up. Nothing happened. I opened the door and peered through, expecting something more to be beyond. There was only a view to the end of the hallway. I left the door open and walked around the frame. There was absolutely nothing special about the door. I was confounded.
"Choose your door wisely," a voice said. I looked around me, up and down the hallway. I was alone.
"Choose your door wisely," the voice repeated. The voice was in my own head. It was not threatening or commanding, just there. Speaking only to me.
"I am afraid," I said. "I am afraid I will choose the wrong door. I am afraid of what will happen to me."
"Choose your door wisely," the voice repeated.
I looked again at all the doors along the hallway. I weighed the pros and cons of each one. I went over and over in my mind all the possible outcomes of choosing each door. I again opened each door and gazed through to what afterlife lay beyond. I lingered longest at the door that seemed to return the way I had come, back to Earth. I did not cross the threshold, but peered in as far as I could see. I spent days deciding, weeks even. I was not hungry. I was not tired. I did not want for anything. Yet still I could not decide. I began to think that I might be destined to spend eternity in the hallway, pondering each opportunity without ever taking action. I saw each opportunity for the afterlife and they all looked inviting, all looked interesting. I could not pick just one.
I made my way back to the door of Enlightenment. I opened it again and peered through it.
"Choose your door wisely," the voice repeated.
I drew in a deep breath and walked through the door, crossing the threshold. Nothing happened. I passed through and looked back through where I had come from. I closed and opened the door from both sides. I opened the door quickly to catch something that might appear on the other side. I slid up next to the door jamb and peered through the crack I made as I slowly opened the door. Only the hallway was there. There was nothing special about this door. So why was it here? What was it doing in the middle of such an important hallway?
"Choose your door wisely," the voice repeated.
"I just did choose my door," I said. I walked through the door again, in the same direction. "I choose the door to Enlightenment." Nothing happened.
"Choose your door wisely," the voice repeated.
"I did choose the door, I chose this door, the door to enlightenment," I said, irritated. I walked through the door again, back the way I had come. I had spent weeks deciding. I finally decided, and now I still had to choose?
"What else am I supposed to do here? Why am I trapped here? I chose my door, now what am I supposed to do?"
"Choose your door wisely."
I paced up and down the hallway. I went in and out of the door to Enlightenment repeatedly. I opened the door then slammed it hard. I slammed the door over and over again. I was still not getting through. I was getting through the door, but I wasn't getting through to the force behind the door. Or the force behind the door was not getting through to me.
I sat crosslegged in front of the door and stared at it. I must have spent days like that, trying to understand what the door could mean, what it all could mean, why I was stuck in this hallway, waiting to choose an afterlife. And why was I alone? Why was the door to Enlightenment alone as well?
Are we alone? Are we all alone, in the end? We come to Earth alone, but surrounded by people. We leave the Earth alone, again potentially surrounded by people who loved us when we were alive. Are we destined to make our decision for how to live the afterlife alone as well?
All I could gather from the door was that it was here. The door was here. And though I wasn't sure for certain, it seemed to be here for a reason. For a reason. This time, this place, for a reason. I was here, this time, this place for a reason as well. That was all I had at the end of my pondering.
The door was here. The door was present. I was here. I was present. The door was in the present. I was in the present. And that was all I had.
That was all I needed.
Here.
Now.
And now I understood. The door had given me all it had. All its presence. The present was all I had, all the door had. And that was the door's gift to me. To show me that the present moment is all we have. All we ever will have. What is present right now are the only things that are real. Everything else is an illusion.
I stood up and walked to the door again. I reached out my hand and touched the knob. It was cold. I turned the knob and felt the latch engage then release the door. I pulled the door open slowly and felt the soft friction of the new hinges. I heard a small squeak as the door was opening. I let go of the handle and felt the latch spring back into place. The door continued to open a bit after I released it, then came to a stop. I stood there looking at the open door, completely present, completely at peace, completely at one with the door and the hallway and all of my life and the potential afterlife. I felt the energy in my body, quivering with the strength of my spirit, the power of my breath. I moved my leg upward and placed my foot on the threshold. I moved my other leg upward and stepped through the door. Nothing happened.
Except I happened. I was presence. I was energy. I was experience. I was now. I was here, and I would always be here, always be present. I looked up at the ceiling and breathed deeply.
"Choose your door wisely," the voice said.
"I will," I replied.
I ran to the door which led back to Earth, back to reality. I whipped through the key ring and found the standard house key. I unlocked the door to Earth and opened it. Through the door I could see it was a glorious day, and it was just beginning. I knew what I had to do. I had to go back to Earth and live in the present moment. I had to be in the now as often as possible.
I turned back to the door to Enlightenment. I laughed aloud and ran to it. I pulled it open and kicked at the hinges. I kicked and pulled and tore the door off the hinges and threw it down the hallway. I went to the end of the hallway and lined myself up so I could see the door to Earth through the doorway to Enlightenment. I framed the door to Earth in the doorway to Enlightenment. It all looked the same. But I was not the same, and never would be again. I ran. I ran like the wind. I passed through the doorway to enlightenment and jumped through the door back to the reality of Earth, soaring with the eagles, armed with the power of presence. The Power of Now.
It has to start someplace
It has to start sometime
What better place than here?
What better time than now?
-Rage Against the Machine
A very nice display of Fireworks but views were restricted from the West Side Highway Concentration Camp that the NYPD and Mayor Mike Bloomberg imposed upon those of us who could not afford the high cost of admission to Public Waterfront. It cost, for instance, $200 to be admitted to Hudson River Park and an undisclosed fee imposed by Macy's to view them unencumbered by swaggering Police on West 23rd Street past 10th Avenue.
My first time at the parade in Flushing. If it's another very sunny day next year I'll stand where I think the sun will be more straight on. Everything was pretty harshly backlit. With the help of LR/PS I still came away with some keepers.
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Lizards of Bangladesh
Place : Dhaka, Mirpur, Bangladesh
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Its Always change its color and specially when he becomes angry and change the color to red.
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Lizard any of the members of the reptilian order Lacertilia having dry body covered with small scales or tubercles. Lizards of Bangladesh comprise 18 species belonging to four families: Gekkonidae, Agamidae, Scincidae and Varanidae.
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The Oriental Garden Lizard, Eastern Garden Lizard or Changeable Lizard (Calotes versicolor) is an agamid lizard found widely distributed in Asia. It has also been introduced in many other parts of the world.
It is an insectivore and the male gets a bright red throat in the breeding season leading to a common incorrect name of "Bloodsucker".
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Common Crane
The common crane (Grus grus), also known as the Eurasian crane, is a bird of the family Gruidae, the cranes.
A medium-sized species, it is the only crane commonly found in Europe besides the demoiselle crane (Anthropoides virgo). Along with the sandhill (Grus canadensis) and demoiselle cranes and the brolga (Grus rubicunda), it is one of only four crane species not currently classified as threatened with extinction or conservation dependent on the species level.
The common crane is a large, stately bird and a medium-sized crane. It is 100–130 cm (39–51 in) long with a 180–240 cm (71–94 in) wingspan. The body weight can range from 3 to 6.1 kg (6.6 to 13.4 lb), with the nominate subspecies averaging around 5.4 kg (12 lb) and the eastern subspecies (G. g. lilfordi) averaging 4.6 kg (10 lb). Among standard measurements, the wing chord is 50.7–60.8 cm (20.0–23.9 in) long, the tarsus is 20.1–25.2 cm (7.9–9.9 in) and the exposed culmen is 9.5–11.6 cm (3.7–4.6 in).
This species is slate-grey overall. The forehead and lores are blackish with a bare red crown and a white streak extending from behind the eyes to the upper back. The overall colour is darkest on the back and rump and palest on the breast and wings. The primaries, the tips of secondaries, the alula, the tip of the tail, and the edges of upper tail coverts are all black and the greater coverts droop into explosive plumes. This combination of colouration ultimately distinguishes it from similar species in Asia, like the hooded (G. monacha) and black-necked cranes (G. nigricollis). The juvenile has yellowish-brown tips to its body feathers and lacks the drooping wing feathers and the bright neck pattern of the adult, and has a fully feathered crown. Every two years, before migration, the adult common crane undergoes a complete moult, remaining flightless for six weeks, until the new feathers grow.
It has a loud trumpeting call, given in flight and display. The call is piercing and can be heard from a considerable distance. It has a dancing display, leaping with wings uplifted.
This species is found in the northern parts of Europe and Asia. Formerly the species was spread as far west as Ireland, but about 200 years ago, it became extinct there. However, it has since started to return to Ireland naturally and there are now plans to help it return to Ireland on a greater scale. The common crane is an uncommon breeder in southern Europe, smaller numbers breeding in Greece, former-Yugoslavia, Romania, Denmark and Germany. Larger breeding populations can be found in Scandinavia, especially Finland and Sweden. The heart of the breeding population for the species is in Russia, however, where possibly up to 100,000 cranes of this species can be found seasonally. In Russia, it is distributed as a breeder from the Ukraine region to the Chukchi Peninsula. The breeding population extends as far south as Manchuria but almost the entire Asian breeding population is restricted to Russia.
The species is a long distance migrant predominantly wintering in northern Africa. Autumn migration is from August to October and spring migration is in March through May. Important staging areas occur anywhere from Sweden and Germany to China (with a large one around the Caspian Sea) and many thousand cranes can be seen in one day in the Autumn. Some birds winter in southern Europe, including Portugal, Spain and France. Most eastern common cranes winter in the river valleys of Sudan, Ethiopia, Tunisia and Eritrea with smaller numbers in Turkey, northern Israel, Iraq and parts of Iran. The third major wintering region is in the northern half of Indian subcontinent, including Pakistan. Minimal wintering also occurs in Burma, Vietnam and Thailand. Lastly, they winter in eastern China, where they are often the most common crane (outnumbering black-necked cranes ten-to-one). Migrating flocks fly in a "V" formation.
It is a rare visitor to Japan and Korea, mostly blown over from the Chinese wintering population, and is a rare vagrant to western North America, where birds are occasionally seen with flocks of migrating sandhill cranes.
In Europe, the common crane predominantly breeds in boreal and taiga forest and mixed forests, from an elevation of sea-level to 2,200 m (7,200 ft). In northern climes, it breeds in treeless moors, on bogs, or on dwarf heather habitats, usually where small lakes or pools are also found. In Sweden, breeders are usually found in small, swampy openings amongst pine forests, while in Germany, marshy wetlands are used. Breeding habitat used in Russia are similar, though they can be found nesting in less likely habitat such as steppe and even semi-desert, so long as water is near. Primarily, the largest number of common cranes are found breeding in wooded swamps, bogs and wetlands and seem to require quiet, peaceful environs with minimal human interference. They occur at low density as breeders even where common, typically ranging from 1 to 5 pairs per 100 km2 (39 sq mi).
In winter, this species moves to flooded areas, shallow sheltered bays, and swampy meadows. During the flightless moulting period there is a need for shallow waters or high reed cover for concealment. Later, after the migration period, the birds winter regularly in open country, often on cultivated lands and sometimes also in savanna-like areas, for example on the Iberian Peninsula.
The global population is 600,000 (2014 estimate) with the vast majority nesting in Russia and Scandinavia. In some areas the breeding population appears to be increasing, such as in Sweden, whereas on the fringes of its range, it is often becoming rare to non-existent. In Great Britain, the common crane became extirpated in the 17th century, but a tiny population now breeds again in the Norfolk Broads and is slowly increasing and a reintroduction has been underway since 2010 for the Somerset levels. In Ireland, it died out as a breeding species in the 18th century, but a flock of about 30 appeared in County Cork in November 2011, and a smaller flock a year later. It was additionally extirpated as a breeder from Austria around 1900, from Hungary by 1952 and from Spain by 1954. The recovering German breeding population of 8,000 pairs is still also a fraction of the size of the large numbers that once bred in the country. Poland has 15,000 breeding pairs, 50 pairs breed in the Czech Republic and 2009 was the first confirmed breeding in Slovakia.
The main threat to the species, and the primary reason for its decline in the Western Palearctic, comes from habitat loss and degradation, as a result of dam construction, urbanisation, agricultural expansion, and drainage of wetlands. Although it has adapted to human settlement in many areas, nest disturbance, continuing changes in land use, and collision with utility lines are still potential problems. Further threats may include persecution due to crop damage, pesticide poisoning, egg collection, and hunting. The common crane is one of the species to which the Agreement on the Conservation of African-Eurasian Migratory Waterbirds (AEWA) applies.
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Believe it, Tanya. Also, for those of you who missed them because they spent all day wreaking havoc at Camp Webb, Natasha's twins Eryk and Nic, and my daughter Athena. Note the heart-shaped "Anarchy" symbol she's wearing. That's not just a fashion statement, trust me.
Long write-up for today's batch of awesomeness.
First off. This whole covid thing, the election, working from home, not being able to go out, not seeing friends/family, etc. Has me, and I'm sure everyone else frazzled. Having a project to work on, in my case hiking out and shooting photos of graffiti on trains has been the one thing that's keeping me sane at this point. Hoping to see some new pieces from writers that I respect is like opening a pack of baseball cards and finding your favorite players rookie card for me. Yeah, it sounds goofy, but I've been having fun, staying sane, and seeing and capturing some amazing pieces of rolling art.
So I had this weird Monday vacation day on 11-2-2020. I decided to drive out to one my my benching spots and hang out for the day.
The plan was to set up a time lapse camera, and then just hang out and bench freights for 5-6 hours. There wasn't a cloud in the sky and a slight breeze, 88F. high. No clouds makes for a very boring time lapse between trains coming by. I also only brought my little Small Rig clamp for the time lapse camera and couldn't decide where I wanted to clamp it. I should have just brought a tripod.
Out for a few hours before the BNSF guys in their truck rolled up, got out and started walking toward me. "Great!" I thought. They're going to try and chase me away. Nope, they walked over to one set of tracks, walked across the bridge inspecting the tracks, then under the bridge inspecting the bridge, got in their truck and left. I like that. I don't bother you. You don't bother me.
A while later I see tree guy coming back home. I don't know his name, but there's a guy who lives in/under a tree that's next to the trail I hike in on. Once he's in there you'd never know it. I've seen him, he's seen me, and we don't bother each other.
The whole time I'm there I'm using my little Tascam recorder to record train audio every time one comes by so I have audio for the slideshow videos I've been uploading on YouTube. Well, this time I forgot it out there. Didn't dump my photos until Tuesday night and discovered it missing. Woke up early, drove out and it was still there. It recorded for almost 5 more hours before the batteries died. Glad to have it back, I thought tree guy might have found it.
Synonym: Citharexylum fruticosum
Sitechi veni is a shrub native to tropical America. It is tolerant of sandy, dry & salty soil hence can be planted near the beach.
Leaves: dark green & shiny.
Flowers: scented & white appear from spring to fall.
The wood is used for making musical instruments, hence the common name, fiddle wood. Pollinated by bees.
(Source: Flowers of India)
Lt. Governor, Boyd K. Rutherford hosts Heroin Taskforce Summit at University of Baltimore by Tom Nappi at University of Baltimore, Baltimore, Maryland
Pumice in the Holocene of Oregon, USA.
Crater Lake is a large, deep, freshwater lake in the Cascade Range of America's Pacific Northwest. It formed about 7,700 years ago when an ancient volcano called Mt. Mazama had an enormous explosive ash eruption. The eruption was followed by collapse of the mountain, leaving a large depression which later filled with water. Large holes or depressions formed when a volcano destroys itself or collapses are called calderas. Crater Lake Caldera in Oregon is a world-class example of this type of volcanic feature.
Shown above is the Pumice Desert, a barren landscape about 6 miles north of Crater Lake Caldera. The site has a significant deposit of pumice - it is over 100 feet thick. The material fills a pre-existing glacial valley and was delivered via a large pyroclastic flow (ash & pumice flow) during Mazama's 7.7 ka eruption. Pyroclasts include light-colored rhyodacite pumice and darker-colored basaltic andesite scoria.
Age: early Holocene (~7550 to 7760 years ago)
Locality: Pumice Desert, view from roadside pullout, ~6 miles north of Crater Lake Caldera, Crater Lake National Park, southwestern Oregon, USA
A Story of Life Cake. This is two tier round cake featuring both our perfect chocolate cake with peanut butter filling and butter yellow cake with chocolate ganache filling. The cakes are covered in a generous layer of buttercream and wrapped in a silky fresh layer of fondant. Both cakes are covered in a soft blue color with various hand painted silhouettes representing important parts of each persons life.The cake was ordered to celebrate each parents birthdays. Highlights include children, law& firefighter career, family dachshunds, and various sports. A crisp white fondant ribbon and bow finish off the design. Happy Birthday!! Browse our full dessert gallery at www.jmccustomcakes.com
Robert Liddell, son of Andrew Liddell of Breich Terrace, as a baby: Studio portrait of a baby, seated on a stuffed mountain goat.
Date: c.1912
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Rwandan President, Paul Kagame, was joined by his family on day seven of the campaign in Kamonyi and Ruhango.
The launch of Diego and Frida: A smile in the middle of the way – exhibition and events. Friday 26 October 2018 at South Library.
Find out more about Diego and Frida: A smile in the middle of the way launch and exhibition, and the Dia de Muertos altar and informational display.
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Photo by Donna Robertson
From the collection of Christchurch City Libraries
Thought I better take a photo of the Library. Just in case it closes. See below(2);
Anyone coming to the Isle of Wight please note:
The council spent £1m on moving staff out of county hall Newport in May 2010. Now they are going too spent £4.m on putting them all back.
If you are coming on holiday to the Isle of Wight this year please bring the following:
1) As all the public toilets are now closed: A Portaloo..
2) All the libraries outside Newport Closed: So bring your own books.
3) The life guard stations closed: Please bring your own water wings.
4) The Tourist information Shops closed: Please bring your own maps and if you want a memento of the island, your own Vid recorder.
5) Don’t come by plane: there are no licensed runways left.
6) A large wallet for fuel and bus fares.
Enjoy.
A victim of the British Army "shot at dawn" policy during WW1.
He had enlisted in the Worcestershire Regiment in 1912 as a drummer boy and served on the Western Front from the beginning of the First World War.
When he arrived in France with the 3rd Battalion on the 12th August 1914, his rank was that of a Lance-Corporal.
He had fought with his Battalion in every engagement and was promoted to Sergeant.
In August 1917 the 3rd Battalion was in action near the Bellewarde Ridge, when Sergeant Wall went missing during the attack.
This was unlike him and it could have been that he was suffering from "battle fatigue" which affected his mental state.
Unfortunately, this was not considered at his trial.
On the 6th September 1917, Sergeant Wall was executed by firing squad, for desertion, at Poperinghe.
He was 22 years of age.
Serjeant WALL JOHN THOMAS
Service Number 13216
Died 06/09/1917
Aged 22
3rd Bn.
Worcestershire Regiment
Son of William and Harriet Wall, of Hill Cottages, Bockleton, nr. Tenbury, Worcestershire.
Fresh off his success of E.T. and Poltergeist, Steven Spielberg is awarded as Harvard's Hasty Pudding Man of the Year for 1983 (@HastyPuddin1770).
This exhibit started as a tribute to the 2011 Sitges Film Festival 10th anniversary screening of A.I. The 2015 Sitges Film Festival runs October 9-18. More info: www.sitgesfilmfestival.com
The GAR Building was built on land once owned by Lewis Cass. Known as Detroit's castle, it was built for retired Civil War Veterans.
The building has new owners and the web design and marketing company, Mindfield, plans to occupy the upper floors in 2013, with the ground floor dedicated to a restaurant and shops. A portion of the building is also required to honor civil war veterans.
Researchers from the Virginia Institute of Marine Science (VIMS) conduct the 2015-2016 blue crab winter dredge survey in the lower portion of the Chesapeake Bay after departing VIMS headquarters in Gloucester Point, Va., on March 8, 2016. (Photo by Will Parson/Chesapeake Bay Program)
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'Troubles in the Square' (2006) by Zadok Ben-David. Painted Cor-ten Steel.
Tel Aviv Museum of Art.
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Aston Alumni Reception at the House of Lords, Wednesday 10 November 2015
Speakers: Prof. Baroness Brown of Cambridge (Vice Chancellor Aston University - Julia King) and Lord Rooker