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Found in the Gardens at Ault Park at Cincinnati's east side. Gardener's adopt a plot at the park install and maintain plantings of their choice.
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Hat: Glitz - Sexy Witch
Head: Genus Project - Classic
Skin: Go&See - London
Body Suit: sixx - Batty
Nails: RAWR - Punkin
Rings: Yummy Demon
Boots & Socks: Eudora3D - Bramble (NEW at UBER)
Chair: 22769 - The Chair of the Witch - RARE
Broom: BALACLAVA!! Madeline Broomstick
Poses: DenDen Poses
Smuggly, another one of our neighbour's cats, was enjoying the sunshine in our garden today. He always looks like he is up to no good
I was determined to have a beautiful wildflower meadow this year. I planted the seeds but when they tried to come up, they were completely smothered by love-in-a-mist, grown there last year, which took over the plot in an unrestrained fashion. Perhaps my wildflowers might still have a chance once delightful but dominating nigella has finished flowering.
Jackdaw - Corvus Monedula
Studley Royal - Yorkshire
As always I extend my sincere gratitude to all who are kind enough to comment and fave my photos or even stop by and just have a look. It is very much appreciated.
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In the biblical narrative of the Books of Samuel, David is described as a young shepherd and harpist whose heart is devoted to Yahweh, the one true God. He gains fame and becomes a hero by killing Goliath. He becomes a favorite of Saul, the first king of Israel, but is forced to go into hiding when Saul suspects David of plotting to take his throne. After Saul and his son Jonathan are killed in battle, David is anointed king by the tribe of Judah and eventually all the tribes of Israel. He conquers Jerusalem, makes it the capital of a united Israel, and brings the Ark of the Covenant to the city. He commits adultery with Bathsheba and arranges the death of her husband, Uriah the Hittite. David's son Absalom later tries to overthrow him, but David returns to Jerusalem after Absalom's death to continue his reign. David desires to build a temple to Yahweh, but is denied because of the bloodshed of his reign. He dies at age 70 and chooses Solomon, his son with Bathsheba, as his successor instead of his eldest son Adonijah. David is honored as an ideal king and the forefather of the future Hebrew Messiah in Jewish prophetic literature, and many psalms are attributed to him.
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У біблійній розповіді Книг Самуїла Давид описаний як молодий пастух і арфіст, чиє серце віддане Ягве, єдиному правдивому Богу. Він отримує славу і стає героєм, убивши Голіафа. Він стає фаворитом Саула, першого царя Ізраїлю, але змушений ховатися, коли Саул підозрює Давида в змові зайняти його трон. Після того, як Саул і його син Йонатан були вбиті в битві, плем’я Юди, а згодом і всі племена Ізраїля, помазали Давида на царство. Він завойовує Єрусалим, робить його столицею об’єднаного Ізраїлю та приносить до міста Ковчег Завіту. Він вчиняє перелюб із Вірсавією та організовує смерть її чоловіка, хетта Урії. Пізніше син Давида Авесалом намагається повалити його, але після смерті Авесалома Давид повертається до Єрусалиму, щоб продовжити своє правління. Давид хоче побудувати храм Ягве, але йому відмовляють через кровопролиття під час його правління. Він помирає у віці 70 років і обирає Соломона, свого сина з Вірсавією, своїм наступником замість свого старшого сина Адонії. У єврейській пророчій літературі Давида вшановують як ідеального царя та праотця майбутнього єврейського Месії, йому приписують багато псалмів.
Not actually my bike. Just thought it would make for a nifty title. Shot in August 2020.
Minolta SR-T 101b
Kodak Portra 400
A drake American Wigeon (Anas americana) homes in on his target...a hen preening herself off-camera. Unfortunately for him, she wasn't interested.
Washington D.C.
This pair of Rainbow Lorikeets were sitting in the gum trees twittering away planning their raids on the local fruit trees nearby. They certainly seemed well fed! HWW
Robert A Heinlein
I have been tagged by Louisa Hennessy and Coco Rose so here are ten things about me:
1.When I was four, I was the May Queen at nursery school.
2.I hate bananas. My mom says I liked them when I was a child and has a photo to prove it. She misses the point that I am crying in the photo. I have always hated bananas.
3.When I was maybe four or five, I wanted to understand how my memory worked. So I invented a character that lived in my head and she filed away every scrap of information I ever got. When I wanted to remember something, she would go to her filing system and bring the information out, just like a book at a library. As I got older and wiser and more into technology, my librarian upgraded from a manual card indexing system to a computerised one. She uses Windows, so it crashes quite a lot these days and, more often than not, we find it incredibly difficult to retrieve any information at all, or we get the wrong things out altogether. Perhaps we should go back to the old-fashioned way or remembering stuff.
4.When I was a kid, I’d play at my cousins’ place a lot (sadly it is now an hotel, www.fanhams-hall-hotel.com/, but this is where I did most of my growing up). It was a pretty big place with acres of grounds and in it, there was a “mountain” (it was really a man-made ornamental Japanese hill but it seemed very big to us). You could climb the mountain using the path or scramble up the sides, the hard way. I liked to use the hard way more often than not, it was more rewarding and I always felt a sense of achievement having made it to the summit.
5.My first bicycle grew from a rusty nail that my dad planted in the garden one night. He said a magic spell over it, planted it in the vegetable plot at the side of our house, and in the morning – hey presto! a bike! I was pretty damned pleased with that. I still plant rusty nails on the off-chance…
6.I had a rabbit called Bobo when I was three. He became she when she had baby bunnies and we called her Bobette. My dad told me one Sunday lunchtime that we were having Bobo for lunch; he had a pretty weird sense of humour. I didn’t eat lunch, and I went off meat in a pretty big way. I am a vegan now and this is a way of life for me, so I have my father to thank.
7.My parents split up when I was ten and although it was a relief after all the rows and arguments, I had to grow up really fast to help my mom because she became a bit of a basket case for a while.
8.I grew up an only child but I always, always would have liked older brothers, I thought this would be pretty cool. When I was twenty and had moved away from home to get my own flat in London, I found out that lo-and-behold! my dad had been married before he met my mom and I had two older half-brothers!! They are great and I love them both hugely.
9.Spending most of my childhood at my cousins’ place, I developed a passion for all things Oriental. The gardens where we played have had a massive impact on how I see the world and inspired at an early age a desire to travel. I took my first solo trip abroad when I was fifteen…to Paris. Admittedly I stayed with my pen friend and her family, but I was let loose on a plane and an airport and I was hooked. I moved to Paris a couple of years later, I really like the place a lot. Since then the travel bug has always been with me and even though I’ve had to spend time in England, I am always off somewhere, be it in my head or for real. The next big trip is always around the corner…
10.My dad taught me a lot. He was an artist and he taught me to paint, to look at art works and to form my own tastes and opinions. He engendered in me a love for literature. He hadn’t travelled a lot but through reading he had been around the world many times. He taught me how to have my photograph taken and to never be afraid of the camera but always to be wary of the person behind it because they may lack the skill to make a beautiful or meaningful picture. He gave me my first cameras, an incredibly huge Polaroid and several disposable cameras.