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Safed or Tzfas is a city in the Northern District of Israel. Located at an elevation of 900 metres, Safed is the highest city in the Galilee and in Israel. Since the 16th century, Safed has been considered one of Judaism's Four Holy Cities, since that time, the city has remained a center of Kabbalah, also known as Jewish mysticism.
New York Yankee Melky Cabrera slides in safely at home against the Tampa Bay Rays. Taken at Legends Field Saturday March 9, 2008.
Note the umpire at the right side giving the safe sign (clipped, sorry) and the bat in front of the batters box.
Almost falling a sleep between the pillows of the couch.
In slaap vallend tussen de kussens van de bank
Lt. Col. Kirk Toomey of the California Air National Guard sits in a planning meeting before the launch of an intercept mission during SAFE SKIES 2011. Safe Skies 2011 is a military-to-military exchange between the US, Ukraine and Poland to enhance airspace security over the Ukraine and Poland in preparation for Eurocup 2012. (U. S. Air Force Photo by Tech. Sgt. Charles Vaughn, 144 FW/PA / Released)
The Safe Crane Campaign is aimed at ensuring that tower cranes on UK construction sites are safely erected, maintained, operated and dismantled.
Seen at the construction site of the new development in Park Road Chelmsford (UK) where there are 4 Denne cranes assembled.
January 2014.
German cruise ship Mein Schiff 4, only launched into service in May 2015, makes a day long visit to Dun Laoghaire, anchoring just outside the harbour walls with her tenders providing a link to shore.
This was the last cruise ship visit of 2015 to Dun Laoghaire.
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On Thursday I went out to Kranket Island with the workmen from Lae Builders and Construction to put in place the monument for Eunie's grave. The bright, sunny day belied my mood, which was dismal. I have been very anxious to finish this unhappy task before I leave for an extended holiday for some rest and recuperation. I was grateful for the company of an old friend, one of Eunie's pals from a decade ago, Regine Neuhauser, who is visiting Madang for a short while. I needed to be propped up a few times during the day.
It was very hot in the blazing sun and the monument was extremely heavy. It is very solidly built. LBC did a good job.
It took quite a few of us to carry it up the hill from the water's edge to the grave site.
I did not attempt to help the workers lower it into the hole. I was feeling shaky enough already. We were there for four hours. We left as soon as the workmen returned to town to get more cement, as they had discovered that they did not bring enough.
On Saturday morning twelve of us piled into Mike Cassell's boat for the short ride to Kranket Island. Until I got on the boat I thought that I was going to be ok. Then I felt as if I were going to lose it. I asked Mike and Trevor to talk to me. They kept me chatting until we got to the island. Nasty black clouds were gathering over Madang.
I had fretted all evening concerning whether the workmen had dug the hole for Eunie's ashes. As it turned out, they had "forgotten" to do so. I could hear Eunie laughing at me. "Silly man. You expected everything to work smoothly? Did you forget where you are?" After a I made a suitable display of frustration and dismay one of the island residents retrieved a shovel and dug the hole while we all waited inside the small church.
Once again I found that I had no idea what to do. I asked Mike what he thought. Should I pour the ashes into the hole or simply put the whole container in? Mike decided for me that it was suitable to just place the container in the grave and cover it up. Hey, that's what friends are for - to help you when you can't help yourself. We all gathered around and I mumbled a few words of gratitude that we had all worked together to give Eunie the best possible care from the time she became ill. So many people helped - many more than gathered here to say goodbye to her. Finally, I invited all to drop a handful of sand into the grave and speak a few words if they liked. All I could manage was, "Goodbye, Baby."
Here is the small, intrepid group who braved the tropical sun at midday and made the trip to Kranket to bid Eunie farewell. In the background from left to right are Monty Armstrong, Di Cassell, Regine Neuhauser, Jenn Miller, Mike Cassell, Rich Jones and Trevor Hattersley. In the foreground are Meri Armstrong, me, Karen Simmons, Pascal Michon and Maureen Hill.
I was only mildly surprised that Di Cassell had laid on a very nice lunch for us at the Cassell home. We were all happy to recover from the heat and refresh ourselves in good company. It was a celebration of life. I could not help thinking that Eunie was enjoying the party. It is just the sort of gathering which she loved.
I have been very blessed to have gotten through the complex and uncertain processes necessary to lay Eunie's remains to rest in accordance with her wishes. It was something of which I was always aware while she was with me, but in a detached, otherworldly way. Yes, I knew what would be required, but the details proved to be messy and impossible to work out quickly. It took me five months to do the job. All that time Eunie's ashes rested in my closet two metres from my head as I slept. I can't say that I was in any way uncomfortable with this, except that it reminded me that I had not yet fulfilled my promise to her.
I do feel relieved now, but not as much as I thought I would. I still have much to do to recover and build a new life. Most of what I need to do is not going to be much fun. Some of it is very scary. However, in about three weeks I will be off on a major adventure. Never in my life have I made such a journey alone. That, by itself, is a little scary to me, but it is necessary for me to learn to do all things in life alone.
That includes learning to enjoy life alone. This is going to be the most difficult task of all.
According to tradition, Tzafat (Safed) was founded in the year 70 CE. The city has since come to be considered one of the four holiest cities in Judaism, along with Jerusalem, Hebron, and Tiberias. Much of Tzafat's present character, however, came about relatively recently - in the sixteenth century - when Jewish mystics and other religious scholars moved to Tzefat, in order to escape the Spanish Inquisition in Europe. They gave Tzafat its present distinction as the world center for Jewish mysticism - Kabballah. Tzafat today is an artists' colony and Kabballah center.
Artist Ilona Granet worked with local domestic violence shelters in the creation of her street signs with the aim of aiding the community in its battle against domestic violence. The artist had originally installed a couple of the signs in the Village in the late 1980’s. With support from NYCDOT, they were reinstalled with a few additions to stimulate a discussion and raise awareness about gender and race issues. The signs were installed as part of Jamaica Center for the Arts and Learning’s “Jamaica Flux 2010: Workspaces and Windows."
NYCDOT Urban Art Program, Artervention
Safe Street by Ilona Garnet
Presented with Jamaica Center for Arts & Learning
Jamaica Avenue, Queens
FORT CARSON, Colo. – Major General Joseph Anderson, commanding general, 4th Infantry Division and Fort Carson, and Command Sgt. Maj. Brian Stall, senior enlisted leader, 4th Infantry Division and Fort Carson, wish Soldiers of the division’s 4th Brigade Combat Team a safe deployment to Afghanistan at the Fort Carson Arrival/Departure Airfield Control Group, March 3, 2012.
(U.S. Army photo by Pfc. Andrew Ingram, 4th Inf. Div. PAO)
FORT CARSON, Colo. – Major General Joseph Anderson, commanding general, 4th Infantry Division and Fort Carson, and Command Sgt. Maj. Brian Stall, senior enlisted leader, 4th Infantry Division and Fort Carson, wish Soldiers of the division’s 4th Brigade Combat Team a safe deployment to Afghanistan at the Fort Carson Arrival/Departure Airfield Control Group, March 3, 2012.
(U.S. Army photo by Pfc. Andrew Ingram, 4th Inf. Div. PAO)
Poor little Missy was left at the shelter for too long…
I had planned on taking her home to foster as soon as her time was up, but at the last minute her “real” owner phoned the shelter. The woman said that she had been looking all over for Missy, and that she would come to reclaim her the next day. Over the next several days the woman called each day, each time with a different excuse as to why she couldn’t pick Missy up. Finally the woman stopped calling. But in the meanwhile, little Missy was traumatized. She HATED the shelter and became very stressed.
Eventually another family adopted Missy, but after only 2 days, they returned her to the shelter because she was sick. Apparently Missy was vomiting everything they fed her, even water. The shelter took Missy to the vet where they decided that she was only suffering from stress induced vomiting and upset stomach. She was prescribed antibiotics and something to calm her stomach. Since the shelter is so busy and unable to give any animal special treatment, I brought Missy home with me.
The very first night she was here, Missy did not vomit, and in fact, I’ve never seen her vomit. I don’t know if that’s due to the medications or just because she feels safe and calm in my home. She was very lethargic though, and had lost a lot of weight due to her illness. The good news is that each day Missy has gotten a little bit better, and as of today, she’s eating fine, playing with Pokey, Darla and Boo, and chasing cats, ducks and goats!
Taken in Skylarks nature reserve in Nottinghamshire very peaceful in places lots of birds increasing amounts of reed beds bringing lots of wildlife
Family photo of participants at the 5th ITF Safer City Streets meeting, 10-11 April 2019, Buenos Aires, Argentina