I can't recall the details from this shot, but believe this was during the Tall Ships festival of 2016 in Erie

The defective bears were in the machine for about 6 hours and then replaced with fixed ones. IM Zen Zarco in-world if you have a HUG bear with only 2 animstions inside the contents.

first shot with new Zuiko 50-200mm, a hefty weapon, another windfall from the financial storm shaking my savings tree.

Ringneck parakeets eat the apples

Ilford Delta 400 prof B&W film

Acrylics on cardboard canvas, 100 x 70 cm, framed. 2012

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... in the last rainy season... recall the blue and white.

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Hackney Garage closed in April 1981 and was used for occasional vehicle storage over the next couple of years until sold. This view taken on 2 January 1983 shows something that I don`t recall seeing in other garages - the written banning of operating staff from the dock area. It used to be the case on LT that operating staff and engineering staff didn`t mix - or had any inclination to - and thus such signage really wasn`t needed. In most garages, the dock area was often in a part of the garage where operating staff had no cause to be in anyway and interaction between the two sides would be minimal and of necessity. Mortlake was the only garage I ever knew where camaraderie extended across all grades on first name terms. That just didn`t normally happen in LT garages.

Chasing running moment

Recalling hidden memories

Passing the former station yard at Closeburn on the G&SW, 66789 puts in another appearance on 6S94, the Wembley to Irvine loaded clay tanks.

Closeburn station closed to passengers on 11th September 1961. The goods yard (seen on the right) stayed open until 6th May 1964, when it too closed.

The yard is used today by a pallet manufacturer and "Hamilton and Hall" coal.

There is also an access point for the railway and after a closure of 2 weeks, evidence of sleeper replacement remains.

And a kind wave from the driver as he went past too.

Not exactly scarce, but I don't recall seeing a 166 in this colour previously. - it's registered as being 'Silver' but seemed to have a greeny/beige tinge to it, I could be wrong though. It would appear to have been for sale in 2020, but the keeper change is suggesting no movement since 2012.

Add a little Boris Karloff to your night.

on "Toxic Tour" with:

endsilence | mariburg | Ingorius

A 'Merchant Navy' Pacific leans to the curve as it takes the Salisbury line. As long as steam locomotives are recalled these machines will remain a focus of controversy. Perhaps the most intriguing question is, how did a railway management committed to electrification, and which had bought no steam engines for five years, allow itself to be persuaded into acquiring nearly 200 express engines filled with fantastic novelties, all of which gave a lot of trouble. One can only assume that Bulleid exercised a similar charm to that of Brunel.

Photograph and caption from an unknown photographer, one of a large album.

The loco, 35009, was named 'Shaw Savill', built in 1942 and withdrawn 1964.

I just recall my memories about this trip, and noticed that I forgot to share these photos.

Way back to 2022, we went to Tagaytay for an one day trip.

The Camera that I was using during that trip (Sony A7C) has already been sold.

I vaguely recall seeing a 900 4-door somewhere else.

214/365 Photo Manipulation Project

With thanks to -

PringleHillStudios for models

Cybrea Stock for background

rubyblossom for clock

Temari 09 for texture

My last image as we returned from the West Coast, Estelle helped steady me.

A great fishing hole pity I missed out, the river was in full flow and the road closed.

You may recall the camp scene from "Australia" that was on the other bank about 500 yards to the right.

I have mentioned to our group Admin that this will be my last posting, however there is one more from the rain forest @ Austinville.

Due to factors beyond my control I have been told that the Bell is tolling for me,

The time that I have left I need to use wisely so some activities must be curtailed to allow me more time with my family.

Thank you so much to my fellow Admin in our groups for your hard work and support, thank you to all my friends and contacts for your gracious comments and help, without you I could not have gone as far or enjoyed this journey anywhere near what I have

I will be still posting family and other shots occasionally on face book for our family and friends 'm just not sure how long that will go on for.

Goodbye for now

And remember

You can't grab hold of to-day if your hands are full of yesterdays junk

Cheers

Kevin

My interpretation of:

Sarolta Ban, a Hungarian artist, who had worked with a non-professional Finepix S5600 camera and claims to have learned digital processing by herself. Now owns a more professional Nikon D3100 and is planning to publish a photo book of her images.

Links to her work

www.boredpanda.com/surreal-photo-manipulations-sarolta-ba...

and here

www.saroltaban.com/gallery

All elements in image are from my stock.

Submitted to TMI: your ART and NATURE November Contest entitled "Let It Snow" found here:

www.flickr.com/groups/impressionists/discuss/721576319020...

Submitted to Kreative People November Game entitled "Baby It's Cold Outside" found here:

www.flickr.com/groups/1752359@N21/discuss/72157631898684006/

Just for a chuckle......

The snowy mound is actually a photo of the top of my snow-covered tarp covering my wood pile with the snowy ground in the background.

Dees Crossing, Halfmoon. June 3, 1990

I don't recall what was happening.

Not unusual to see snow on the Mamores late in the spring, but don't recall seeing fresh snow this late in the year recently ?

Image made with my Nikon F100. Or maybe I had started carrying my Nikon FM around at this point instead. I can't recall.

WEEK 10 – Southaven Gordmans Liquidates Again (V)

Moving on, we next find ourselves taking a look at the shoes department in the Southaven Gordmans. Except, this isn’t always where the shoes were located – you might recall that they were originally located dead center along the right-hand wall, as opposed to dead center along the rear wall, as we see here! So what prompted the move? As I discussed previously here, this is pretty much the only thing that Stage did prior to reopening the store back in July 2017; according to Devin Blackwood, Stage apparently always had to have its shoe departments along the rear wall of the store, so much so that (again) this was the only major layout change they ever made at this Gordmans. The move also indirectly dislocated the children’s apparel departments and necessitated the additional shuffling of all of those one cha-cha slide to the right, as I also wrote at that link.

(c) 2021 Retail Retell

These places are public so these photos are too, but just as I tell where they came from, I'd appreciate if you'd say who :)

You may recall her from last year's TNR project. Here she is with her pal (servant) TIlly!

So far as I can recall, this was the first Dennis Trident to visit RBW. It's currently one of a pair in the 'Stantons of Stoke' fleet owned and operated by fellow flickrite 'stokie14' and was with us for MoT preparation.

I gather it started life in London, but as a non standard 'low height' type, it was soon sent packing by Tfl who for some reason preferred higher and therefore less versatile deckers. With their generally superfluous centre exits removed, up seated and with youth on their side, they made a decent second hand purchase. The colours it wears here ... I'm hesitant to call it a livery, were those of its last owner, Wardle Transport.

Tomorrow, at dawn, at the hour when the countryside whitens,

I will set out. You see, I know that you wait for me.

I will go by the forest, I will go by the mountain.

I can no longer remain far from you.

I will walk with my eyes fixed on my thoughts,

Seeing nothing of outdoors, hearing no noise

Alone, unknown, my back curved, my hands crossed,

Sorrowed, and the day for me will be as the night.

I will not look at the gold of evening which falls,

Nor the distant sails going down towards Harfleur,

And when I arrive, I will place on your tomb

A bouquet of green holly and the flowering heather.

Words by Victor Hugo

♫ - A Small Measure of Peace

for Flickriver - Sophie Shapiro

I spent so much time travelling on trains and subways that I can't even recall where I was going in this photo. At least I was awake to click this..

On another train somewhere in Japan.

Then/now,there/here

Africa is full of magical places and this is one of them. The beautiful Erongo Wilderness Lodge, in the Erongo mountains, is surrounded by spectacular scenery and abundant wildlife particularly birds.

Out of all my memories of Africa I can recall a few places such as this, all in Kenya, especially the Treetops in Aberdares Mountains, but this one is a really special place.

Erongo Mountain Nature Conservancy

Namibia

Paris, France, Ries.

Todas as Pesquisas e Fotos anexas obtidas via Internet

29 de Outubro Relembramos o Dia Mundial da Psoríase

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All Researches and accompanying photos obtained via the Internet

29 October recall the World Psoriasis Day

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Toutes les recherches et les photos ci-jointes obtenus via l'Internet

29 Octobre rappel de la Journée mondiale du psoriasis

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YOUTUBE

www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ce7t5FyfYOI

Celisa

Sweet bird -- not that I'd get my fingers near her beak, but she is quite tolerant of strangers.

Shivak is a hybrid — half Harris hawk, and I do not recall the other half.

This is my 2010 Chevrolet Cobalt. It was involved in one of the most high-profile automobile recalls in history - and I think still needs to have some other type of work done to it because of a window circuit or such. Despite that it's been one of the most reliable cars I have ever had.

Italy 2008

My poor dreams/

of love blessed /

in the best of joy you perished /

you arose proud but unfortunate /

like birds /

in the woods you perished.

Poveri sogni miei/

d'amor beati /

nel meglio del gioir siete periti /

sorgeste fieri ma sfortunati /

come gli uccelli /

nei boschi siete periti.

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Gesualdo Bufalino, an expert connoisseur of Sicily, wrote that the Sicilies are many, it is impossible to count them all, in Sicily "everything is mixed, changing, contradictory, as in the most composite of continents" ... and again " There is a "babba" Sicily, that is mild…a “crafty” Sicily, that is smart…there is a lazy Sicily and a frenetic one…”; but why so many Sicilies? Bufalino explained “because Sicily has had the good fortune to act as a link over the centuries between the great Western culture and the temptations of the desert and the sun, between reason and magic, the temperatures of feeling and the heat of passion. Sicily suffers from an excess of identity, and I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing." Even Leonard Sciascia, an immense Sicilian thinker, said "I continue to be convinced that Sicily offers the representation of many problems, of many contradictions, not only Italian but also European, to the point of being able to constitute the metaphor of today's world". This start to introduce the character whose life (and violent death) I wish to recall with some of my photographs (except for two images, belonging to the weekly "Epoca"), with information taken both from the WEB and from direct testimonies that I have collected in years, in summary a character who seems to embody the many faces of Sicily, his name is Salvatore Giuliano, known as the Bandit Giuliano; there are many Salvatore Giulianos, it changes according to who knew him, according to the many facts told by others or by himself (in his memoirs), he is described now as a "Robin Hood" with a noble heart, now as a ferocious brigand unscrupulous, but in any case, in this story, the use of all the "adverbs of doubt" that we know is always mandatory, because speaking of him, knowing the real truth is an illusion ... this is a story in which the pain of the many dead is the background. In speaking of him I will try to use almost telegraphic language. Salvatore Giuliano was born in Sicily in Montelepre (November 16, 1922), the son of a farmer who emigrated to America, and then returned to Sicily for the birth of his son; Salvatore soon left school to work in the fields, privately continuing to cultivate his studies. These are the years of the Second World War, the fascist regime has introduced bread rationing (the real problem is the grinding of wheat, with the mills controlled by the army, the Giulianos have a small clandestine mill), the clandestine trade in necessity becomes common, even Salvatore becomes a small smuggler, he is inexperienced when he is stopped with two sacks of wheat by two carabinieri and two country guards, they take everything from him including his documents, a distraction by the guards and quickly Salvatore tries to escape, the a few shots are fired at him, two hit him at his side, a carabiniere approaches him (Salvatore describes what happened in one of his memoirs) who is shot to death by him: from this moment on he will always be the Bandit Salvatore Giuliano ( or Turiddu, which in Sicilian means Salvatore). According to some Turiddu is a hero of the people, he hopes for a civil redemption of the Sicilian people, establishes relations with the political world, with the deviated secret services, with the Sicilian separatist movement whose initials are MIS (Sicilian Independent Movement) of which, also pushed by a colonel of the American army who deluded him that Sicily could be annexed as a state of the U.S.A. , joins his armed wing, the E.V.I.S. (Volunteer Army for Sicilian Independence), fighting with the rank of colonel against the Italian army in the two-year period 1945/46: the EVIS was commanded by the lawyer Antonio Canepa, who was killed on 17 June 1945 in a clash with the carabineer in the town of Randazzo. During this period the legend of the Bandit Giuliano was born, the peasants, the poor people in general, see in him a hope of redemption from a life of hardship and sacrifices, he is seen as a fiery lover with many fleeting stories, with women who join him in his lair by passing "the filter" of his men (he hosted a young Swedish journalist, Maria Cyjliakus, she was interested in interviewing him, with whom he also had a relationship), but he himself could reach to love the women while running many risks: in the collective imagination the idea of a brigand with a kind and good heart was developing, he often gave to the poor what he stole from the rich; but there was the dark and brutal side of his personality, he tended ambushes and assaults on the forces of order, he killed whoever he considered to be an informer of the carabinieri; the bandit was elusive, there were numerous ambushes and roundups from which he and his men managed to escape, indeed, every action carried out by the military was always followed by a retaliatory reaction, with the consequence that the killed soldiers always increased by more. The descending phase of Giuliano begins to appear on the horizon, the M.I.S. enters legality being recognized as belonging to the Sicilian Special Statute, Giuliano does not accept the agreement by continuing with his men to wage war against the state, in 1946 the new Italian government grants a pardon to the EVIS guerrillas, in this way Giuliano loses his army and his role as colonel (thus the female component of EVIS was dissolved too, with about 20 women, his sister Mariannina was also part of it); with the first institutional referendum the monarchy falls, the Republic is born, the peasant movement hopes for change and agrarian reform, the struggle in defense of their rights leads to the killing of trade unionists (Miraglia, Rizzotto, Carnevale) whose instigators will never be discovered ; Giuliano establishes relations with the mafia, meets men of the institutions, leading to suspect that behind many (villainous) actions of Giuliano and behind his death, many responsibilities and mysteries are hidden, on which no light has yet been shed. We arrive on May 1, 1947, in the countryside of Portella della Ginestra near Piana degli Albanesi (PA), there is a large crowd of peasants gathered to celebrate Workers' Day, there are also many women and children, suddenly the The festive atmosphere is dramatically interrupted by the shots of a machine gun and other weapons of various kinds, including the launch of grenades, 11 people remain lifeless on the field (including two children), and many injured on whose number there is no concordance; the massacre began the "crisis of May 1947" with attacks on the headquarters of left-wing parties and labor chambers in the area, the reasons for which would be linked, it has been said ... to Giuliano's aversion to the Communists ... but also to the will of the mafia powers to maintain the old balance in the new institutional framework (editor's note: it seems that Giuliano a Portella only wanted to teach a lesson to Girolamo Li Causi, leader of the communists, who was warned of the ambush, and did not show up in Portella, in my opinion Giuliano's aforementioned aversion to the Communists does not stand up, he who always found warmth, protection and complicity precisely on the part of those peasants who were slaughtered; whoever organized the massacre was a criminal and refined mind, he frightened peasant movements, and at the same time decreed the unpopularity of the bandit Giuliano who saw scorched earth around him: mafia men extraneous to Giuliano's gang equipped with 9-gauge rifles fired, while the men of the the band had 6.5 caliber weapons, just as Giuliano's men did not possess grenade launchers; Giuliano tried to exculpate himself by writing his "Memorial on the events of Portella della Ginestra" in the newspapers, claiming that he was in possession of documents that would have demonstrated who were the real culprits of the massacre). The circle was tightening around Giuliano, the forces of order made use of the mafia to convince his trusted lieutenant Gaspare Pisciotta to collaborate with them, they made use of informants, such as Salvatore Ferreri, known as frà Diavolo, head of the anti-banditry forces was the colonel of the carabinieri Ugo Luca; on July 5, 1950 Salvatore Giuliano was killed, it seems there was a firefight with the carabinieri in the courtyard of the house of the lawyer. De Maria in Castelvetrano (TP), however it is a staging, the journalists who immediately rushed to the place where the body lies notice it, the blood impregnates the undershirt on the back, no blood comes out of several holes, on the side of the arm there is a " laceration of the skin" (as if the limb had been in contact with ice), one of the journalists who notices these and other details, Tommaso Besozzi, writes his journalistic article by titling it "certainly there is only that he died ” (l'Europeo n. 29, year 1950), actually to kill him while he was sleeping with a pistol shot, perhaps stunned by a drug put in the wine, it would have been his most trusted man, Gaspare Pisciotta, who was subsequently arrested, and during the Viterbo trial he would scream from the cage "we were one body, bandits, police and mafia, like the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit" , he is ready to name names, revelations, but he won't have time, inside the Ucciardone prison in Palermo, to deliver a lethal dose of strychnine put in a medicine prescribed for his tuberculosis (not in coffee) he will kill him sooner trying to vomit. The story does not seem to have to end when, following a report from Professor Giuseppe Casarrubea, an important historian, who had Giuliano's body exhumed in 2010 with his complaint to the Public Prosecutor's Office, assuming that the tomb held the corpse of a double, the However, DNA tests would have shown a genetic profile compatible with that of a nephew of Giuliano. On Salvatore's tomb, a month later, the verses sent by letter to his mother by a woman who signed herself “Santuzza” were carved, verses which declared that she had received them personally from her son Salvatore: “My poor dreams/of love blessed /in the best of joy you perished /you arose proud butunfortunate/like birds /in the woods you perished”. Santuzza was the pseudonym of Maddalena Lo Giudice, when she was young she is described as a beautiful, shy, reserved girl, she was the daughter of the Podestà of her town (during the fascist regime, the Podestà was the head of the municipal administration), it seems they met in a hospital in Catania, each visiting an acquaintance of their own, Maddalena would have had from Giuliano: a son (she was subjected to a gynecological examination to ascertain its veracity against her will), a box with valuables, and a memorial, in which Giuliano would have wrote very important things about his relationships with "men of the state and not"; Maddalena later said that she had handed everything over to a trusted person, who would have bricked everything up, later perhaps frightened by the great clamor that had arisen around her, in a journalistic interview she declared that she had dreamed and invented everything… (note of the editor: I have always tried much emotion for this poor woman, it would be interesting to be able to trace a psychological profile, her father was the Podestà of the town, always benefiting from the doubt, as in all this story, people told me that His father as Podestà took away from the poor people even what little they had, who knows if the poor Maddalena fell in love with Giuliano also because he represented her antithesis, giving to the poor what she took away from the rich people...), Maddalena went to give birth in secret from the well-meaning eyes of the town (not being a married woman it would have created a scandal) in Calabria, that son to protect him was immediately placed in an orphanage (all the forces of order in Sicily were looking for the bandit Giuliano, who knows what would have happened if he had come to know of a son of him ..! they would have used it as one does with a lamb tied to a post, waiting for the arrival of the fair…); upon Giuliano's death, this woman was joined by Salvatore's mother (Maria Giuliano Lombardo) and sister (Mariannina Giuliano), to have all that Salvatore had left to Maddalena, who certainly had sworn not to give anyone what she had received from him, certainly until when Maddalena would have kept "the treasure" hidden with her (certainly not the jewels, the true value was her memorial!), no one would have hurt her; however, Maddalena took this secret of hers with her to her grave. In her old age Maddalena lived secluded, she was a solitary type, she had to resort to dialysis for a serious kidney infection, for which she had to be accompanied several times a week by a driver to the hospital, she had severe pain for which she had to resort to powerful analgesics, the only ones who gave her any affection were her many dogs, the only ones who managed to reassure her, she never had the affection of that only son she had from Salvatore, of whom nothing was ever known (there were a couple of characters who declared themselves the children of the bandit, but nothing has ever been ascertained). In conclusion, I learned of a Sicilian film operator, who worked for Incom Week (it was an Italian newsreel, distributed weekly in cinemas), who at the news of the killing of the bandit Giuliano (like many journalists) immediately went to Castelvetrano to the house of the lawyer De Maria, where he allegedly found Salvatore's body, he said that when Salvatore's mother arrived, she kissed him in a heartbreaking, terribly moving way, including the parts covered in blood, that Incom operator said, that the emotion was so great for him to seeing that Mother …he did not have the courage to continue filming: I would like to end by saying that the tremendous pain of that Mother was the tremendous pain of All those Mothers who saw their son (or their husbands) to perish in that so dark not so far period of history of Sicily.

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Scriveva Gesualdo Bufalino, esperto conoscitore della Sicilia, che le Sicilie sono tante, impossibile contarle tutte, in Sicilia “tutto è mischiato, cangiante, contraddittorio, come nel più composito dei continenti”…ed ancora ” Vi è una Sicilia “babba”, cioè mite…una Sicilia “sperta”, cioè furba…vi è una Sicilia pigra ed una frenetica…”; ma come mai così tante Sicilie? Bufalino spiegava “perché la Sicilia ha avuto la sorte di ritrovarsi a far da cerniera nei secoli fra la grande cultura occidentale e le tentazioni del deserto e del sole, tra la ragione e la magia, le temperie del sentimento e le canicole della passione. Soffre, la Sicilia, di un eccesso d'identità, né so se sia un bene o sia un male.” Anche Sciascia, immenso pensatore siciliano, diceva “Continuo ad essere convinto che la Sicilia offre la rappresentazione di tanti problemi, di tante contraddizioni, non solo italiani ma anche europei, al punto da poter costituire la metafora del mondo odierno”. Questo incipit per introdurre il personaggio del quale desidero rievocarne la vita (e la morte violenta) con alcune mie fotografie (tranne due immagini, appartenenti al settimanale “Epoca”), con notizie prese sia dal WEB, sia da testimonianze dirette che ho raccolto negli anni, in sintesi un personaggio che sembra incarnare i tanti volti della Sicilia, lui si chiama Salvatore Giuliano, noto come il Bandito Giuliano; sono tanti i Salvatore Giuliano, cambia in base a chi lo conobbe, in base ai tantissimi fatti raccontati da altri o da lui stesso (nei suoi memoriali), viene descritto ora come un “Robin Hood” dal cuore nobile, ora come un feroce brigante privo di scrupoli, però in ogni caso, in questa storia, è sempre obbligatorio l’uso di tutti gli “avverbi di dubbio o dubitativi” che conosciamo, perché parlando di lui conoscere la vera verità è una utopia…una vicenda questa, nella quale il dolore dei tanti morti, fa da sfondo. Nel parlarne cercherò di adoperare un linguaggio quasi telegrafico. Salvatore Giuliano nasce in Sicilia a Montelepre (il 16 novembre 1922), figlio di un contadino emigrato in America, e poi rientrato in Sicilia per la nascita del figlio; Salvatore abbandonò presto la scuola per lavorare nei campi, continuando privatamente a coltivare i suoi studi. Sono gli anni della seconda guerra mondiale, il regime fascista ha introdotto il razionamento del pane (il vero problema è la macinazione del grano, coi mulini controllati dall’esercito, i Giuliano hanno un piccolo mulino clandestino), il commercio clandestino degli alimenti di prima necessità diviene comune, anche Salvatore diviene un piccolo contrabbandiere, è inesperto quando viene fermato con due sacchi di grano da due carabinieri e da due guardie campestri, gli prendono tutto incluso i suoi documenti, una distrazione delle guardie e lestamente Salvatore tenta la fuga, gli vengono sparati contro alcuni colpi, due lo raggiungono ad un fianco, gli si avvicina un carabiniere (Salvatore descrive l’accaduto in un suo memoriale) che viene da lui colpito a morte: da questo momento in poi sarà per sempre il Bandito Salvatore Giuliano (o Turiddu, che in siciliano significa Salvatore). Secondo alcuni Turiddu è un eroe del popolo, egli spera in un riscatto civile del popolo siciliano, allaccia rapporti col mondo politico, coi servizi segreti deviati, col movimento separatista siciliano la cui sigla è MIS (Movimento Indipendentista Siciliano) del quale, spinto anche da un colonnello dell’esercito americano che lo illuse che la Sicilia poteva essere annessa come stato degli U.S.A. , entra a far parte del suo braccio armato, l’E.V.I.S. (Esercito Volontario per l’Indipendenza Siciliana), combattendo col grado di colonnello contro l’esercito italiano nel biennio 1945/46: l’EVIS era comandato dall’avv. Antonio Canepa, che viene ucciso il 17 giugno del 1945 in uno scontro coi carabinieri nel paese di Randazzo. Durante questo periodo nasce la leggenda del Bandito Giuliano, i contadini, la povera gente in generale, vede in lui una speranza di riscatto di una vita di stenti e di sacrifici, viene visto come un focoso amante dalle tante fugaci storie, con donne che lo raggiungono nel suo covo oltrepassando “il filtro” dei suoi uomini (ospitò una giovane giornalista svedese, Maria Cyjliakus, interessata ad intervistarlo, con la quale ebbe anche una relazione), ma poteva egli stesso raggiungere le amate pur correndo molti rischi: nell’immaginario collettivo si andava maturando l’idea di un brigante dal cuore gentile e buono, egli spesso donava ai poveri quello che sottraeva ai ricchi; però c’era il lato oscuro e brutale della sua personalità, egli tendeva agguati ed assalti alle forze dell’ordine, uccideva chi considerava essere un informatore dei carabinieri; il bandito era imprendibile, numerosi erano gli agguati ed i rastrellamenti ai quali lui ed i suoi uomini riuscivano a sottrarsi, anzi, ad ogni azione condotta dai militari, faceva sempre seguito una reazione di rappresaglia, con la conseguenza che i militari uccisi aumentavano sempre di più. La fase discendente di Giuliano incomincia ad apparire all’orizzonte, il M.I.S. entra nella legalità venendo riconosciuta come appartenente allo Statuto Speciale Siciliano, Giuliano non accetta l’accordo continuando coi suoi uomini a fare guerra allo stato, nel 1946 il nuovo governo italiano concede l’indulto ai guerriglieri dell’EVIS, in tal modo Giuliano perde il suo esercito ed il suo ruolo di colonnello (viene così sciolta la componente femminile dell’EVIS, con circa 20 donne, vi faceva anche parte sua sorella Mariannina); col primo referendum istituzionale cade la monarchia, nasce la Repubblica, il movimento contadino spera nel cambiamento e nella riforma agraria, la lotta in difesa dei loro diritti porta alla uccisione di sindacalisti (Miraglia, Rizzotto, Carnevale) dei quali non si scopriranno mai i mandanti; Giuliano stringe rapporti con la mafia, incontra uomini delle istituzioni, inducendo a sospettare che dietro molte azioni (scellerate) di Giuliano e dietro la sua morte, si celino tante responsabilità e misteri, sulle quali non si è fatto ancora luce. Arriviamo al 1° Maggio del 1947, nelle campagne di Portella della Ginestra nei pressi di Piana degli Albanesi (PA), c’è una gran folla di contadini riuniti per celebrare la festa dei lavoratorI, ci sono anche tante donne e bambini, improvvisamente l’atmosfera festosa viene interrotta drammaticamente dai colpi di una mitragliatrice e di altre armi di vario genere, tra queste anche lancio di granate, sul campo restano senza vita 11 persone (tra queste due bambini), e molti feriti sul cui numero non c’è concordanza; la strage dette inizio alla “crisi del maggio 1947” con assalti alle sedi dei partiti di sinistra e delle camere del lavoro della zona, le cui motivazioni sarebbero legate, si è detto… all’avversione di Giuliano per i comunisti…ma anche alla volontà dei poteri mafiosi di mantenere i vecchi equilibri nel nuovo quadro istituzionale (n.d.r. sembra che Giuliano a Portella volesse solo dare una lezione a Girolamo Li Causi, leader dei comunisti, il quale fu avvisato dell’agguato,e non si presentò a Portella, secondo me non regge la citata avversione di Giuliano per i comunisti, lui che trovava sempre calore, protezione e complicità proprio da parte di quei contadini che furono trucidati; chi organizzò la strage era una mente criminale e raffinata, spaventò i movimenti contadini, e nel contempo decretò la subentrata impopolarità del bandito Giuliano che vide farsi attorno terra bruciata: spararono uomini mafiosi estranei alla banda di Giuliano dotati di fucili calibro 9, mentre gli uomini della banda avevano armi calibro 6,5, così come gli uomini di Giuliano non possedevano lanciagranate; Giuliano tentò di discolparsi scrivendo sui giornali un suo “Memoriale sui fatti di Portella della Ginestra”, sostenendo di essere in possesso di documenti che avrebbero dimostrato chi erano i veri colpevoli della strage). Il cerchio si andava stringendo attorno a Giuliano, le forze dell’ordine si avvalsero della mafia per convincere a collaborare con loro il suo fidatissimo luogotenente Gaspare Pisciotta, si avvalsero di informatori, come Salvatore Ferreri, detto frà Diavolo, a capo delle forze antibanditismo c’era il colonnello dei carabinieri Ugo Luca; il 5 luglio del 1950 viene ucciso Salvatore Giuliano, sembra ci sia stato un conflitto a fuoco coi carabinieri nel cortile della casa dell’avv. De Maria a Castelvetrano (TP), però è una messinscena, se ne accorgono i giornalisti accorsi immediatamente sul luogo dove giace il corpo, il sangue impregna la canottiera sul dorso, da diversi fori non fuoriesce sangue, sul lato del braccio è presente una “lacerazione della cute” (come se l’arto fosse stato a contatto con del ghiaccio), uno dei giornalisti che si accorge di questi ed altri dettagli, Tommaso Besozzi, scrive il suo articolo giornalistico intitolandolo “di sicuro c’è solo che è morto” (l'Europeo n. 29, anno 1950), in realtà ad ucciderlo mentre dormiva con un colpo di pistola, forse stordito da una droga messa nel vino, sarebbe stato il suo uomo più fidato, Gaspare Pisciotta, il quale successivamente viene arrestato, e durante il processo di Viterbo dalla gabbia urlerà “noi eravamo un corpo solo, banditi, polizia e mafia, come il Padre, il Figlio e lo Spirito Santo”, Pisciotta è pronto a fare nomi, rivelazioni, ma non farà in tempo, all’interno del carcere dell’Ucciardone di Palermo, una dose letale di stricnina messa dentro un medicinale prescrittogli per la sua tubercolosi (non dentro il caffè) lo stroncherà prima che possa tentare di vomitare. La storia sembra non dover finire, quando, in seguito ad una segnalazione del professore Giuseppe Casarrubea, importante storiografo, che fece riesumare con un suo esposto in Procura la salma di Giuliano nel 2010, ipotizzando che la tomba custodiva il cadavere di un sosia, il test del DNA avrebbe però dimostrato un profilo genetico compatibile con quello di un nipote di Giuliano. Sulla tomba di Salvatore, un mese dopo, vennero scolpiti i versi inviati per lettera a sua madre (Maria Giuliano Lombardo) di una donna che si firmava “Santuzza”, versi che dichiarava di averli avuti personalmente da suo figlio Salvatore: “Poveri sogni miei d’amor beati, nel meglio del gioir siete periti, sorgeste fieri ma sfortunati, e come uccello nei boschi siete spariti”. “Santuzza” in realtà si chiamava Maddalena Lo Giudice, quando era giovane viene descritta come una bellissima ragazza, timida, riservata, era la figlia del Podestà del suo paese (durante il regime fascista, il Podestà era il capo dell'amministrazione comunale), sembra si conobbero in un nosocomio di Catania, visitando ognuno un proprio conoscente, Maddalena avrebbe avuto da Salvatore un figlio (fu sottoposta suo malgrado a visita ginecologica per appurarne la veridicità), un cofanetto con dei valori, ed un memoriale, nel quale Giuliano avrebbe scritto cose importantissime circa i suoi rapporti con “uomini dello stato e non”; Maddalena successivamente disse di aver consegnato tutto ad una persona fidata, la quale avrebbe murato tutto, successivamente forse impaurita dal grande clamore che si era alzato attorno a lei, in una intervista giornalistica dichiarò che si era sognato ed inventato tutto…(n.d.r. ho sempre provato molta commozione per questa povera donna, sarebbe interessante poterne tracciare un profilo psicologico, suo padre era il Podestà del paese, beneficiando sempre del dubbio, come in tutta questa storia, mi dissero che toglieva ai poveri anche quel poco che avevano, chissà se la povera Maddalena si innamorò di Giuliano anche perché lui ne rappresentava l’antitesi, dando ai poveri quel che toglieva ai possidenti…), Maddalena andò a partorire di nascosto dagli occhi benpensanti del paese (non essendo una donna sposata avrebbe creato scandalo) in Calabria, quel figlio per proteggerlo fu messo subito in un orfanotrofio (tutte le forze dell’ordine della Sicilia cercavano il bandito Giuliano, chissà cosa sarebbe accaduto se si fosse venuto a sapere di un figlio suo..! lo avrebbero usato come si fa con un agnello legato al palo, aspettando l’arrivo della fiera…); questa donna alla morte di Giuliano fu raggiunta dalla sua mamma (Maria Giuliano Lombardo) e da sua sorella Mariannina (Mariannina Giuliano), per avere tutto quello che Salvatore aveva lasciato a Maddalena, la quale sicuramente gli aveva fatto un giuramento, di non dare a nessuno quanto da lui aveva ricevuto, certamente fino a quando Maddalena avrebbe tenuto nascosto con se “il tesoro” (non certo i gioielli, il vero valore era il suo memoriale !), nessuno le avrebbe fatto del male; comunque, Maddalena si è portata con se nella tomba questo suo segreto. In vecchiaia Maddalena viveva appartata, era un tipo solitario, doveva fare ricorso alla dialisi per una grave infezione renale, per la qual cosa doveva farsi accompagnare varie volte la settimana da un autista in ospedale, aveva forti dolori per i quali doveva fare ricorso a potenti analgesici, gli unici a darle un po’ di affetto, erano i suoi molti cani, gli unici che riuscivano a rasserenarla, non ebbe mai l’affetto di quell’unico figlio avuto da Salvatore, del quale non si è mai saputo nulla (ci furono un paio di personaggi che si autodichiararono i figli del bandito, ma non si è mai appurato nulla). Concludo, seppi di un operatore cinematografico siciliano, che lavorava per La Settimana Incom (essa era un cinegiornale italiano, distribuito settimanalmente nei cinema), il quale alla notizia dell’uccisione del bandito Giuliano (come tanti giornalisti) si recò immediatamente a Castelvetrano in casa dell’avv. De Maria, dove avrebbe trovato il corpo di Salvatore, egli raccontò che quando arrivò la madre di Salvatore, lo baciò in maniera struggente, terribilmente commovente, incluse le parti coperte di sangue, quell’operatore Incom disse, che fu talmente grande la commozione che provò nel vedere quella Madre, che non ebbe il coraggio di continuare le riprese: vorrei terminare dicendo, che il dolore tremendo di quella Madre, è stato il dolore tremendo di Tutte quelle Madri che hanno visto perire i loro figli (od i loro mariti) in quel periodo così buio della storia di Sicilia.

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"L" for view in black

I can’t recall a time when I photographed a convoy of 4 Class Fifties before - all going to the SVR party!

Boden Rail 50017 'Royal Oak' and 50050 'Fearless' earlier in the morning worked from their home depot at Nottingham Eastcroft - Tyseley TMD to collect The Fifty Funds' 50049 'Defiance' and 50007 'Hercules' - all of whom are booked to appear at the' SVR Class 50 Golden Jubilee' celebrations over the following three days.

The quartet are seen running a few minutes early approaching Kidderminster working 0Z33 Tyseley TMD - Kidderminster SVR.

(from - Wrigley's 1918 British Columbia Directory) - CRAIGS CROSSING - a Post Office and station on the E. & N. Railway, 20 miles north of Nanaimo and 92 miles north of Victoria, in Alberni Provincial Electoral District. Nearest telegraph office, C. P. R. at Parksville Jet., distant 4 miles and nearest steamer landing-point at Beaver Creek, Union Steamship Co.'s boats, distant 2 miles. The population in 1918 was 55. Local resources: One sawmill, one shingle mill, logging and shingle-bolt camps in operation.

CRAIG'S CROSSING - James and Robert Craig arrived at Craig Bay in 1885 and in 1887 recorded their land claim. Besides sheep farming James was a busy teamster. He petitioned the provincial government to establish a wharf at Arbutus Point (now Madrona Point). It was completed in 1893 and known as Beaver Creek wharf. Coastal steamers came with supplies from Nanalmo and Victoria for the small settlement at Englishman's River. At one time there was also a hotel there but it burned down. The advent of the E. & N. Railway in 1910 curtailed the steamship travel up the coast. James Craig was very Involved In the extension of the railway from Nanalmo. His property became a construction camp, complete with blacksmith shop, equipment sheds and the office-home of the project engineer. Eventually a crossing and railway siding were built and became known as CRAIG'S CROSSING. Jim Kingsley recalls working there as a very young man. James Craig was also a local postmaster and road foreman. He earned the nickname "Couger" because of his prowess as a cougar bounty hunter. He and his two sons Duncan and Fred had such reputations as cougar hunters that they received calls for assistance from all over tt1e Island. His first car, bought in the 1920's was affectionately known as the cougar wagon. James' son Fred still lives on part of the old Craig property. - Compiled by Marjorie Leffler - LINK to the complete article - www.parksville.ca/cms/wpattachments/wpID584atID9714.pdf

CRAIG'S CROSSING Post Office opened - 1 March 1914, after the E&N Railway was built, and was in use until - 15 July1935. It was located on James Craig’s property at Craig’s Crossing. Pioneer James Craig, worked as the postmaster at this post office . The building was later used as the office at Craig’s On The Sea Auto Camp. The building was moved to Parksville Museum in 1985. LINKS to photos of the CRAIG'S CROSSING Post Office - parksvillemuseum.com/2019/02/07/craigs-post-office/ and parksvillemuseum.com/category/heritage-buildings/craigs-p...

LINK to a list of the Postmasters who served at the CRAIG'S CROSSING Post Office - www.bac-lac.gc.ca/eng/discover/postal-heritage-philately/...;

James "Cougar" Craig (Postmaster at CRAIG'S CROSSING)

(b. 26 May 1864 in Prince Edward Island - d. 19 April 1946 at age 82 in Nanaimo, British Columbia) - LINK to his death certificate - search-collections.royalbcmuseum.bc.ca/Image/Genealogy/5d...

His wife - Gertrude Ellen (nee Busby) Craig

(b. 1874 - d. 2 July 1928 at age 54 at Craig's Crossing, British Columbia)

Clipped from - Nanaimo Daily News newspaper - Nanaimo, British Columbia, Canada - 20 April 1946 - JAMES CRAIG, 82 TAKEN BY DEATH - One of the most interesting and colorful figures of this section of Vancouver Island died early this morning at Nanaimo Hospital. He was James Craig, 82, pioneer of Craig's Crossing and renowned as leading panther hunter of this entire section. He came to the Island in 1882, from Prince Edward Island, of which he was a native son. Considerably more than 150 Island cougar fell to the gun of this renowned hunter who was the originator of the use of the breed of Louisiana racoon hounds, for hunting the big "cats' here. With his brother Robert he worked westward with C.P.R. construction in the early days. At that time the western terminus was at Lytton. From that point he walked to Vancouver, then taking a canoe for the trip to Comox. This was in 1885, and the canoe with all supplies was lost upon the Comox Spit. Landing safely, however, the' Craig brothers tramped back down the Island and ultimately took up a homestead at what Is now Craig's Crossing. Mr. Craig was predeceased by his wife, the former Gertrude Busby, and his brother Robert died 18 years ago. With his two sons, Duncan and Fred, Mr. Craig became famous as a cougar hunter and Island guide. Besides his two sons he is survived by two daughters, Mrs. James Lochore of Craig's Crossing; Mrs. Harry Pack of Ocean Falls and one grandson, Bill Pack, of Ocean Falls. LINK to his obituary - www.newspapers.com/clip/101887722/obituary-for-james-crai...

(from 1918 - Wrigley's British Columbia directory) - WELLINGTON - a post office, coal-mining town and farming settlement, 5 miles north of Nanaimo, on the E. & N. Railway and Island Highway. The population in 1918 was 400, mainly engaged in the coal mines.

The Post Office at Wellington, B.C. was established - 1 July 1878 and closed - August 1971.

- sent from - / WELLINGTON / MY 11 / 14 / B.C / - split ring cancel - this split ring hammer (A1-2) was not listed in the Proof Book - it was most likely proofed c. 1900 - (RF C).

- arrived at - / CRAIGS CROSSING / MY 11 / 14 / B.C. / - split ring arrival backstamp - this split ring hammer (A1-1) was proofed - 6 February 1914 - (RF D).

Message on postcard reads: May 10, 1914 - I am still in Wellington and don't know when I am going out again. Hibberan (?) seams to be short of work this year - the same as last year. I am all fine now. I guess you are the same. Davie was down Friday and Willie and Harry pm Sunday. Well I would like to get started for this summer - all well your brother W.

Addressed to - Miss B. McDonald / Craig's Crossing / B.C.

I recall being spontaneously driven to this sunset view by my ex girlfriend. Worked out fine, I'd say!

WEEK 29 – Carrollton, GA, Target (II)

Looking out from the menswear department across to lingerie in this view. Again, note that lingerie still had its P93 department sign intact; no new P17 department signs had been installed in any of the apparel departments just yet.

Also worth noting is that lingerie still had its old carpeting as well, while menswear (in the foreground) had already been updated. The old carpet in lingerie still is not what the store would originally have opened with – that would have been the classic french fry pattern, instead – but it’s still been here a good long while. My teaser photo for this tour, you might recall, was an area of apparel where the old and new carpet patterns met and were patched together via duct tape.

(c) 2021 Retail Retell

These places are public so these photos are too, but just as I tell where they came from, I'd appreciate if you'd say who :)

Growing up I belonged to the ICL book club. The books were not expensive, under five dollars if I recall, and I wound up with several shelves of them. Like most book clubs of the time they ran specials where if you got someone to join you got free books and they got an introductory offer that brought book price to less than a paperback. Needless to say my cats were each members.

See below for a overview of the product. What is left out is that each binding was based on a historic model and came with a tear sheet giving the history of the original binding.

They turn up all the time in antique and used book stores. Sometimes priced around five dollars sometimes a outrageous twenty or more.

“The International Collectors Library was a book club series published by Doubleday Publishing Co Garden City, New York. The books are inexpensive reprints of great literature. The covers are made from faux Leather and nicely decorated. The quailty of the books is rather on the inexpensive side. The paper used was highly acidic and very prone to yellowing. The faux leather used for the covers did not age well and would crack easily along the fold and the spline is completely detatched. The gilding impressed on the cover and spline add a nice decorative touch. The books also includ a sewn in satin book mark.”

Zenit 11

Fuji Superia 200

Film 112-Black Mile

May 2021

ibiza, 6am

from leftovers to the *Life on Mars* series

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on point

baby girl is kicking up snow like crazy. it's too cold for the snow to stick other then her warm face

Halle Lu trivia: 20 weeks, 30 lbs and her front 2 upper canines have erupted this week