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Why did they ever include you in Liquorice Allsorts? I really hate you, and can't resist eating it. #27 of 365
Today's Project 365 photo is of the 'new' Limited Edition cans of Ballarat Bitter.
I love that they have replicated the old label (even if the printing of the Phoenix logo is crappy)
Looking forward to cracking a several cans with my family over Christmas.
From The Ballarat Courier:
Ballarat Bitter release short, but sweet
BY JENNIFER GREIVE
20 Dec, 2011
BALLARAT Bitter cans have made their long-awaited return to Ballarat pubs, but only for a limited time.
Ballarat Bitter kegs were released to 26 licensed premises last month – the first time the beer had been available on tap for decades.
Now, the iconic beer is available to purchase in cans, just in time for Christmas. The Western Hotel publican Dan Cronin said the cans were available in limited release at pubs across Ballarat.
But, he said the beer would only be available on tap for another week.
“Having it on tap has been great – it’s brought people back into pubs,” Mr Cronin said.
“We’ve had everyone come in – groups of young guys and those who remember drinking it but haven’t tried it for many years.”
The Ballarat Brewing Company was formed in 1895 by the amalgamation of the Phoenix Brewery of James Coghlan and the Royal Standard Brewery of William Tulloch.
The iconic “Bertie” character became part of the Ballarat Bitter brand in 1925. Ballarat Bertie is the official mascot of the HMAS Ballarat.
More of the City's Christmas decorations for tonight's Project 365 photo.
I went out to take a few shots of the "reindeer" in Sturt Street, but was too early as the lights hadn't come on. I'll try again tomorrow.
The Town Hall is decorated every year with the red and green on the clock faces, the wreath over the door and this year there is holly on the windows at street level.
This photo is an HDR composite of 4 separate photos of different exposures.
One thing I'd never noticed until tonight is the stained glass on the Central Square verandah.
The projection on the front was for White Ribbon Day
I feel
most of the time
we are like
twisted
balloons
inside
Full of knots
and blocks
We take in
a little air
and
as soon as it hits
the first knot
the first twist
behind our throat
we stop
and we promptly let that air out
We do that again
and again
This is all we do
and we call this quick
and shallow agitation of air
breathing
Really ?
This
is to breathing
what
surviving
is to living
this is
just
the bare
minimum
to avoid being
lethally asphyxiated
this is being
permanently
underfed
this is
constant
exhaustion
But if we took
this air
in
and instead of freaking out
when we feel it will reach that first block
inside
instead
if we took more air
then we would feel this knot
for what it is
for it is not the end of our inner space
but merely a passage
that we let become narrower and narrower
after years and years of fear
years and years of not exploring it
years and years of letting the darkness settle in
until
we finally let it contract
and fold itself over
until
it felt
like a dead end
if
instead
we took more air in
it could
start
to unfold
If you tried this
if you taking more air in
you would think
at first
that it couldn't move
but if you really tried
then
you'd begin to feel it moving
and it would be painful at first
it would be so painful
feeling the air ripping you open
from the inside
reaching that part of you
that you left for dead
inside of you
breathing again
and then
after the first wave of tears
had finally receded
you would feel
that you can breathe a little more
that there is more space inside you
than you thought
you would breathe a little deeper
and you wouldn't feel that you had to get rid of that air
immediately
like before
and
you would breathe a little slower
And
you could do it again
and going deeper
you would feel
there is another knot
further down
and it would take even more air
to push it
to try to unfold it
you could do it
it would take just a little more
it would also be painful
as it gets unstuck
you would feel more space inside you
that you had also left for dead
in the dark
unexplored
for even more years
You didn't even remember it was there in you
that you had all this inside of you
so much more space than before
and now
you could breathe into it
and let the air
go through it
and touch it
You would have to breathe slower
to get filled
now
it has to go deeper
And it doesn't stop here
you know it
you feel them
all the other knots
inside of you
you know that if you pull more air in
then
it will unfold more of these knots
and open
more of these parts
of your body
that you left for dead
not having paid attention to them
for so long
But you know you fear
the pain
you know you can convince yourself that just a little air
is enough
to survive
you've done it for so long
Now ...
all it takes
is a little more air
and then a little more
to
start feeling your body
live again
like when you were a kid
and you laughed and you screamed and you jumped and you ran all around
and it took a lot of air to animate your whole body
and you were not feeling tired at all
Not like now
Let it unfold
make it unfold
it's all in a deep breath
one at a time
you can take in a lot more than you think
Don't think
Breathe
While cleaning and sorting out my garage I found this piece of movable type. Probably used for newspaper ads way back when.
From old bills and other ephemera we think the garage used to be a Ford showroom during the early part of the 20th century.
Last year I tried reading my favourite newspaper every day of the working week. Given the time it took to get through the whole paper I found by Friday I had a backlog of about three days worth of papers to read.
So now I just read the Monday edition which includes post match analysis of the weekends football matches. Not particularly enjoyable to read when you support Manchester United, we're experiencing one of our worst seasons this year.
A shot with the Sigma 18-35 Art lens. Not sure which is better, the Sigma or the Rokinon... I will say that I apparently bumped the lens barrel and it shifted to 23mm from 18mm. I may have to invest in Sigma's 14mm f/1.8 and a full frame DSLR.
Attempt number 1 at shooting the moon. I have 339 more chances to get this right before I finish the project. This was with my 70-200 F2.8 VR lens. Next time I get a clear night I will try it with my Meade ETX-90AT telescope.
Project365 Nr 17.
"Aspatats" (foil wrapped sweet potatoes cooking in hot ash) on the go while waiting for the fire to burn down to coals.
"All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.
~Edmund Burke
I learned today that AGFA produced color film in Germany as early as 1936.
I was also reminded today, that one and a half million children perished during the Holocaust. Six million Jewish people lost their lives. And to this day, people, many of whom are children, still live amidst war, poverty and famine...
Shan and I went to the Sydney Jewish Museum. The last time we went there was in High School and I remember meeting an elderly lady, a Holocaust survivor, her name was Babbette. She told us her story and I've never cried so much in a public place until I met her.
The place is just as solemn as I remembered. I can't even begin to imagine how frightening and painful it must have been, to live through WWI & WWII. All I keep asking myself is: "How could something so horrific happen?"
How can any human being be so destructive, evil, terrifying?
But many live in hope, that we have the capacity to forgive and redeem ourselves. Today's visit was a lucid reminder of my fortunate existence.
This creek runs through our neighborhood and eventually behind our house. This is the view from the bridge on the main boulevard. If you look carefully you just make out someone's soccer ball. Yes I typed soccer, I am an American remember, our football is way different.
Today's Project 365 pic is of the Adam Lindsay Gordon Memorial in Sturt Street.
I never really took much notice of it, but I saw on a travel show on the weekend that it was dedicated to the Poet himself but also to the horses killed in World War I.
From fbbg.org.au
The Horse Statue - Adam Lindsay Gordon Memorial 1969 Sculptor: Raymond B Ewery, Cast bronze, granite
At the western side of the Sturt and Lyons Street crossroads there is magnificent bronze statue by Evans of a horse mounted on a stone plinth.
In front, by the gutter, is a hitching post with a plaque inscribed "A.L. GORDON, AUSTRALIAN POET, 1833 - 1870."
He was a celebrated poet and horseman who set a record at Flemington when he won 3 steeplechases in an afternoon. At Mount Gambier in South Australia he performed an amazing feat on his horse at a place immortalised as Gordon's Leap'.
The inscriptions around the base of the statue read:
He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength:
He goeth forth to meet the armed men.
He mocketh at fear, and is not afraid,
Neither turneth he back from the sword.
JOB 39 V21-22
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ERECTED BY THE ADAM LINDSAY GORDON SOCIETY TO MARK THE CENTENARY OF THE POET'S LIVING IN BALLAARAT, ALSO AS A MEMORIAL TO THE 958, 600 HORSES AND MULES KILLED IN THE FIRST WORLD WAR, INCLUDING 169, 000 THAT LEFT THESE SHORES NEVER TO RETURN.
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UNVEILED BY HIS WORSHIP THE MAYOR OF BALLAARAT, CR. M.J. BROWN 1969. PRESIDENT CR W.E. ROFF, C.B.E., SECRETARY P. ABSON, ESQ.
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THE LAY OF THE LAST CHARGER
Forward, the trumpets were sounding the charge.
The roll of the kettle drum rapidly ran
That music, like wildfire spread at large
Madden'd the war horse as well as the man.
Where are they? The war steeds who shared in our glory,
The "Lanercost" colt and the "Acrobat" mare,
And the Irish division "Kate Kearney" and "Rory"
And rushing "Roscommon" and eager "Kildare".
We, too sprung from the loins of the Ishmaelite stallions,
We glory in daring that dies or prevails
From counter of squadrons, and crash of battalions,
The rendering of blackthorns and rattle of rails.
And what then? The colours reversed, the drums muffled.
The black nodding plumes, the dead march and the pall
The stern faces, soldier-like, silent unruffled,
The slow sacred music that floats over all.
BY A.L. GORDON
I was going to take a night shot of the Arch of Victory but I realised that, while it wasn't a 365 pic, I did one during Earth Hour earlier in the year. (Besides I'll be at it's re-opening tomorrow anyway).
Today's Project 365 photo is of a boat out sailing on Lake Wendouree. It carries the logo and colours of Ballarat Grammar.
The Yacht Club (the club, not the DJs) sails every Saturday doing their season. They also do a 'learn to sail' program www.ballaratyachtclub.com.au/Learn_to_Sail.php
And now... here's some smooth yacht rock