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It is frequently in the nature of a warm personal gesture by the individual to himself :-( John Kenneth Galbraith.
Mounts botanical garden, west palm beach, florida
Some get paid a salary , while others get a percentage of the catch, sometimes the work is seasonal , requiring long hours for a few months and little to no work at other times ... wishing you all a wonderful and blessed Sunday.....
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...are equal.
Only the salaries are different.
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The financial metropolis Frankfurt
in the last red from an exposure series
of a total of 20 pictures
Alle Menschen... ...sind gleich.
Nur die Gehälter sind verschieden.
unbekannter Verfasser
Die Finanzmetropole Frankfurt
im letzten Rot aus einer Belichtungsreihe
von insgesamt 20 Bildern
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The Cattedrale di Santa Maria del Fiore (Italian pronunciation: [katteˈdraːle di ˈsanta maˈriːa del ˈfjoːre]; in English "Cathedral of Saint Mary of the Flowers") is the main church of Florence, Italy. Il Duomo di Firenze, as it is ordinarily called, was begun in 1296 in the Gothic style with the design of Arnolfo di Cambio and completed structurally in 1436 with the dome engineered by Filippo Brunelleschi. The exterior of the basilica is faced with polychrome marble panels in various shades of green and pink bordered by white and has an elaborate 19th-century Gothic Revival façade by Emilio De Fabris.
The cathedral complex, located in Piazza del Duomo, includes the Baptistery and Giotto's Campanile. These three buildings are part of the UNESCO World Heritage Site covering the historic centre of Florence and are a major attraction to tourists visiting Tuscany. The basilica is one of Italy's largest churches, and until development of new structural materials in the modern era, the dome was the largest in the world. It remains the largest brick dome ever constructed.
The cathedral is the mother church of the Roman Catholic Archdiocese of Florence, whose archbishop is currently Giuseppe Betori.
Santa Maria del Fiore was built on the site of an earlier cathedral dedicated to Saint Reparata. The ancient structure, founded in the early 5th century and having undergone many repairs, was crumbling with age, according to the 14th-century Nuova Cronica of Giovanni Villani, and was no longer large enough to serve the growing population of the city. Other major Tuscan cities had undertaken ambitious reconstructions of their cathedrals during the Late Medieval period, such as Pisa and particularly Siena where the enormous proposed extensions were never completed.
Giotto's bell tower (campanile)
The new church was designed by Arnolfo di Cambio and approved by city council in 1294. Di Cambio was also architect of the church of Santa Croce and the Palazzo Vecchio. He designed three wide naves ending under the octagonal dome, with the middle nave covering the area of Santa Reparata. The first stone was laid on September 9, 1296, by Cardinal Valeriana, the first papal legate ever sent to Florence. The building of this vast project was to last 140 years; Arnolfo's plan for the eastern end, although maintained in concept, was greatly expanded in size.
After Arnolfo died in 1310, work on the cathedral slowed for thirty years. When the relics of Saint Zenobius were discovered in 1330 in Santa Reparata, the project gained a new impetus. In 1331, the Arte della Lana, the guild of wool merchants, took over patronage for the construction of the cathedral and in 1334 appointed Giotto to oversee the work. Assisted by Andrea Pisano, Giotto continued di Cambio's design. His major accomplishment was the building of the campanile. When Giotto died in 1337, Andrea Pisano continued the building until work was halted due to the Black Death in 1348.
In 1349, work resumed on the cathedral under a series of architects, starting with Francesco Talenti, who finished the campanile and enlarged the overall project to include the apse and the side chapels. In 1359, Talenti was succeeded by Giovanni di Lapo Ghini (1360–1369) who divided the center nave in four square bays. Other architects were Alberto Arnoldi, Giovanni d'Ambrogio, Neri di Fioravante and Andrea Orcagna. By 1375, the old church Santa Reparata was pulled down. The nave was finished by 1380, and by 1418, only the dome remained incomplete.
On 18 August 1418, the Arte della Lana announced an architectural design competition for erecting Neri's dome. The two main competitors were two master goldsmiths, Lorenzo Ghiberti and Filippo Brunelleschi, the latter of whom was supported by Cosimo de Medici. Ghiberti had been the winner of a competition for a pair of bronze doors for the Baptistery in 1401 and lifelong competition between the two remained sharp. Brunelleschi won and received the commission.
Ghiberti, appointed coadjutator, drew a salary equal to Brunelleschi's and, though neither was awarded the announced prize of 200 florins, was promised equal credit, although he spent most of his time on other projects. When Brunelleschi became ill, or feigned illness, the project was briefly in the hands of Ghiberti. But Ghiberti soon had to admit that the whole project was beyond him. In 1423, Brunelleschi was back in charge and took over sole responsibility.
Work started on the dome in 1420 and was completed in 1436. The cathedral was consecrated by Pope Eugene IV on March 25, 1436, (the first day of the year according to the Florentine calendar). It was the first 'octagonal' dome in history to be built without a temporary wooden supporting frame. It was one of the most impressive projects of the Renaissance. During the consecration in 1436, Guillaume Dufay's motet Nuper rosarum flores was performed. The structure of this motet was strongly influenced by the structure of the dome.
The decoration of the exterior of the cathedral, begun in the 14th century, was not completed until 1887, when the polychrome marble façade was completed with the design of Emilio De Fabris. The floor of the church was relaid in marble tiles in the 16th century.
The exterior walls are faced in alternate vertical and horizontal bands of polychrome marble from Carrara (white), Prato (green), Siena (red), Lavenza and a few other places. These marble bands had to repeat the already existing bands on the walls of the earlier adjacent baptistery the Battistero di San Giovanni and Giotto's Bell Tower. There are two side doors: the Doors of the Canonici (south side) and the Door of the Mandorla (north side) with sculptures by Nanni di Banco, Donatello, and Jacopo della Quercia. The six side windows, notable for their delicate tracery and ornaments, are separated by pilasters. Only the four windows closest to the transept admit light; the other two are merely ornamental. The clerestory windows are round, a common feature in Italian Gothic.
During its long history, this cathedral has been the seat of the Council of Florence (1439), heard the preachings of Girolamo Savonarola and witnessed the murder of Giuliano di Piero de' Medici on Sunday, 26 April 1478 (with Lorenzo Il Magnifico barely escaping death), in the Pazzi conspiracy.
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Florence (/ˈflɒrəns/ FLOR-əns; Italian: Firenze [fiˈrɛntse] ( listen)) is the capital city of the Italian region of Tuscany and of the Metropolitan City of Florence. It is the most populous city in Tuscany, with approximately 382,000 inhabitants, expanding to over 1,520,000 in the metropolitan area.
Florence was a centre of medieval European trade and finance and one of the wealthiest cities of the time, is considered the birthplace of the Renaissance, and has been called "the Athens of the Middle Ages". A turbulent political history includes periods of rule by the powerful Medici family, and numerous religious and republican revolutions. From 1865 to 1871 the city was the capital of the recently established Kingdom of Italy.
The Historic Centre of Florence attracts 13 millions of tourists each year, and Euromonitor International ranked the city as the world's 89th most visited in 2012, with 1.8 million visitors. It was declared a World Heritage Site by UNESCO in 1982. The city is noted for its culture, Renaissance art and architecture and monuments. The city also contains numerous museums and art galleries, such as the Uffizi Gallery and the Palazzo Pitti, and still exerts an influence in the fields of art, culture and politics. Due to Florence's artistic and architectural heritage, it has been ranked by Forbes as one of the most beautiful cities in the world.
Florence is an important city in Italian fashion, being ranked in the top 51 fashion capitals of the world; furthermore, it is a major national economic centre, as well as a tourist and industrial hub. In 2008, the city had the 17th highest average income in Italy.
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The Ostbahnhof has been an ugly ruin for many years. Deutsche Bahn does nothing. The current head of the group receives a basic annual salary of 900,000 euros.
Les échelles des salaires, une vieille lune des propositions des syndicats, un vieux sujet de débat aux repas de Noël, une éternelle frustration pour de nombreux travailleurs.
Et comment mieux imager cette notion d'échelle des salaires qu'ainsi...?
...Bon vous avez sans doute plein d'exemples et d'idées plus pertinents.
Laissez-moi rêver, rhô. :-))
Nákladní vlak z Ollagüe do přístavu Antofagasta číslo 207 velice pomalu stoupá do vrcholové stanice této trati - Ascotán. V čele vlaku jsou nasazeny lokomotivy GL26C-2 s čísly FCAB 2003 a 2004.
Vlak projíždí nehostinnou krajinou pouště Atacama, projede dokonce několika Salary, z nichž jeden můžeme vidět na pozadí snímku. Jedná se o Salar de Ascotán (také známý jako Salar de Cebollar). Salar se nachází v nadmořské výšce 3724 metrů nad mořem a má rozlohu 246 km čtverečných, je to také jedno z míst, kde vlak na chvilku přeruší své stoupání k vrcholu trati. Železnice protíná tuto pláň v úctyhodné délce 35 kilometrů. A co je to vlastně Salar? Jedná se o solnou pláň nebo také solnou pánev, která je bezodtoková, rovinatá sníženina, jež je občasně vyplňována vodou. V samotném salaru nenajdete moc života, žijí zde však plameňáci a také vikuně, vyjímečně i Alpaky a z ptáků Pariny.
Další viditelnou krásou této krajiny je pás sopek, jenž lemuje hranice s Bolívií. Na snímku pozorujeme protáhlou horu nikoliv vulkán samotný, hora Cerro Caňapa se tyčí do výšky 5882 metrů nad mořem a hora celou svojí rozlohou leží na území Bolívie.
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Forget sanity, forget salary,
Forget vanity, my morality,
If you get in between someone I love and me,
You’re gonna feel the heat of my cavalry,
All these songs I’m hearing are so heartless,
Don’t trust a perfect person and don’t trust a song that’s flawless.
Quella delle Saline di Volterra è una storia iniziata tremila anni fa: furono infatti gli Etruschi a comprendere per primi l’importanza dell’estrazione del sale; preziosa sostanza fondamentale per la conservazione dei cibi e per l’alimentazione. Ad essi succedettero i romani, i quali continuarono ad utilizzare l’oro bianco che emergeva dalle pozzanghere, le antiche “moje” diffuse nel lembo di terra che da Saline di Volterra arrivava fino al mare. Sale talmente prezioso, da essere utilizzato come moneta (la parola salario deriva dall’utilizzo del sale come mezzo di pagamento).
Durante il periodo medioevale nacquero le prime strutture estrattive costruite sopra i pozzi per aumentare la produzione e renderla più strutturata. Volterra sarà al centro di numerose dispute dovute al controllo del sale, oggetto di contenzioso con la vicina e potente Firenze. Sale che grazie alla rete di strade del tempo, raggiunge le principali vie di comunicazione (da Saline a Volterra, dove c’era la dogana e poi in direzione della Via Francigena, verso le due Vie del Sale che collegavano Volterra con San Gimignano e con Gambassi Terme) ed i principali depositi (Empoli, magazzini del Sale, attuale Museo del Vetro). Ma fu il Granduca di Toscana a dare l’impulso decisivo alla produzione del sale attraverso la costruzione di quello che sarebbe diventato uno dei primi villaggi industriali in Italia. Da quel momento la produzione del sale continuerà a crescere, fino a raggiungere i suoi massimi livelli verso la fine dell’Ottocento, quando l’impianto contava circa cinquecento dipendenti. Sarà la Seconda guerra mondiale ad imporre lo stop dell’impianto, che sotto la pioggia di bombardamenti venne quasi completamente distrutto, per risorgere nel Dopoguerra, con tecnologie più avanzate. Nel 1962 fu il talento di un giovane e visionario architetto, Pierluigi Nervi, destinato a scrivere la storia dell’architettura moderna, a firmare la costruzione del Padiglione dal quale ancora oggi scende la suggestiva cascata di sale, aggiungendo un’altra pietra miliare a questo luogo, che ancora continua a raccontare la sua storia.
Ma perché il sale di Volterra è così speciale? Innanzitutto, è certificato come il sale più puro d'Italia grazie al suo 99,9% di purezza. Si tratta di un sale ricristallizzato. Viene estratto da un bacino sotterraneo formatosi circa 5 milioni di anni fa. I giacimenti sotterranei vengono allagati con acqua dolce che, sciogliendo il sale, si trasforma in una soluzione salina concentrata al 33%, che viene poi depurata a 80 gradi centigradi per eliminare tutte le impurità che possono contaminarla. La soluzione depurata viene così inviata ai cristallizzatori, alti 40 metri, dove le alte temperature ottenute dalla compressione del vapore, portano la soluzione a 130 gradi centigradi, facendo quindi evaporare l'acqua presente nella soluzione e lasciando il sale.
The history of the Saline di Volterra began three thousand years ago: it was in fact the Etruscans who were the first to understand the importance of salt extraction; precious fundamental substance for food preservation and nutrition. They were succeeded by the Romans, who continued to use the white gold that emerged from the puddles, the ancient "moje" widespread in the strip of land that from Saline di Volterra reached the sea. Salt is so precious that it is used as currency (the word salary derives from the use of salt as a means of payment).
During the medieval period, the first extraction structures were built above the wells to increase production and make it more structured. Volterra will be at the center of numerous disputes due to the control of salt, the subject of dispute with the nearby and powerful Florence. Salt which, thanks to the network of roads of the time, reaches the main communication routes (from Saline to Volterra, where the customs house was and then in the direction of the Via Francigena, towards the two Salt Roads that connected Volterra with San Gimignano and with Gambassi Terme) and the main warehouses (Empoli, Salt warehouses, current Glass Museum). But it was the Grand Duke of Tuscany who gave the decisive impetus to the production of salt through the construction of what would become one of the first industrial villages in Italy. From that moment on, salt production continued to grow, reaching its highest levels towards the end of the nineteenth century, when the plant had around five hundred employees. It was the Second World War that forced the plant to stop, which was almost completely destroyed under the rain of bombing, only to be resurrected after the war with more advanced technologies. In 1962 it was the talent of a young and visionary architect, Pierluigi Nervi, destined to write the history of modern architecture, who signed the construction of the Pavilion from which the suggestive waterfall of salt still descends today, adding another milestone to this place, which still continues to tell its story.
But why is Volterra salt so special? First of all, it is certified as the purest salt in Italy thanks to its 99.9% purity. It is a recrystallized salt. It is extracted from an underground basin formed about 5 million years ago. The underground deposits are flooded with fresh water which, by dissolving the salt, is transformed into a 33% concentrated saline solution, which is then purified at 80 degrees centigrade to eliminate all the impurities that can contaminate it. The purified solution is thus sent to the crystallisers, 40 meters high, where the high temperatures obtained from the compression of the vapor bring the solution to 130 degrees centigrade, thus evaporating the water present in the solution and leaving the salt.
Indian Harbour is situated on the eastern side of St. Margarets Bay, Nova Scotia, and is formed by Paddy’s Head Island, which is connected to the mainland by a small wooden bridge. It's been in service since 1901 and the original lighthouse keeper looked after it until it was electrified and de-staffed in 1945. His starting salary was $100 per year.
Although this lighthouse is only a short drive from Peggys Cove lighthouse it receives very few visitors.
Mapoutahi Headland, site of a fortified Maori pa about 19 years before Capt Cook came to NZ.
That night in 1750, with the snow eighteen inches deep and all the hillside quiet Chief Toaka sent out a scout to ascertain if the palisades were defended. The scout returned to say that it was guarded. Not satisfied, Taoka himself crept silently to the palisade and discovered that the "guards" were just dummies hanging from the wooden walls and moving when the wind caught them.
Taoka and his men silently scaled the palisade and cautiously arranged themselves among the whares (houses). Suddenly the blood-curdling war-cry of the invaders roused the sleeping tribe and, dazed by sleep, as they stumbled from their beds, they fell victims to the meres (clubs) of the enemy. Altogether, 250 were mercilessly slaughtered, and only one or two escaped by rushing to the cliff edge and throwing themselves 60 feet or 70 feet into the sea.
As day dawned the rising sun revealed a ghastly sight. The victims had been piled in a huge heap and covered in places with snow they resembled a huge pile of wood. So they named the place Purakaunui, meaning “a large pile of wood.”
Taoka was avenging the killing of his son.
edited from RK MacFalane in
NEW ZEALAND RAILWAYS MAGAZINE, VOLUME 13, ISSUE 11 (JANUARY 1, 1939)
The St. Nicholas Hotel is a historic hotel building located in downtown Springfield. The original building of the St. Nicholas Hotel was constructed in 1855, and no longer exists. A 6-story annex, seen here to the right of the main building, was built on the hotel in 1910, and the current 11-story main building was constructed in 1924.
The Georgian Revival-style main building was designed by the New York City architectural firm H.L. Stevens and Company. When the current main building opened, it was the second-tallest building in Springfield after the State Capitol.
During sessions of the Illinois General Assembly, the St. Nicholas Hotel became a meeting place for Illinois politicians. The hotel has hosted many notable visitors to Springfield, including U.S. Presidents Harry S. Truman, Dwight D. Eisenhower, and John F. Kennedy.
In Illinois political lore, the St. Nicholas is best known as the residence of Paul Powell during his tenure from 1965 to 1970 as Illinois Secretary of State. Within days after his death in 1970, the executor of Powell's will found $750,000 in cash stored in shoeboxes, briefcases, and strongboxes in Powell's suite. Another $50,000 was found in his office. As the money greatly exceeded Powell's salary, which was at the most $30,000 per year, a federal investigation examined Powell's behavior while in office. The investigation determined that Powell had acquired the money via illegal cash bribes and led to the imprisonment of several state contractors.
The hotel was added to the National Register of Historic Places in 1983, and also is a contributing building to the Central Springfield Historic District. Today this historic hotel building is now the St. Nicholas Apartments.
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(Lisbon Municipal Council)
30th June 2021
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I am glad my salary is in currency and not salt, especially is a world of reducing sodium intake...!
When I was a kid my mother gave me a book of true facts for Christmas and I was instantly fixated on random, useless trivia and true facts. I used to read the Trivial Pursuit cards on road trips (nerd alert), and to this day I still have a passion for the unusual and bizarre factoids.
Theme: Random Facts
Year Fourteen Of My 365 Project
Carrer : Professional Photographer (specializes in nature photos)
Salary: U$ 20.000 - U$ 25.000 per month (average)
Place: Currently is working in Brazil
What Success means to me:
Success isn't everything on my life it is a consequence of my hard work, let me explain:
My father had a camera, it weren't that good, but weren't too bad. them I started to use it, taking pictures of the nature, (flowers, trees, insects) and post on the internet. Whem I started, I didn't had too much hability
Over the years, my photos were getting better, slowly, I was taking courses in editing photos (to give a more professional touch to them) them my pictures where getting better and better.
Then, someone invited me to enter in pitcures contest, where, with deeply effort, dedication and care, I was hired by a company.
I want to meam, that for me, the most important thing on my life, isn't success, it is hard work and dadication, give you heart to all the pictures.
Success is a consequence that can be benign or not, if you don't know how to handle it.
You can't wait the "sucess" fall from the sky, you need to search for it, if you really want, I searched for it, studied, practiced, did everything possible and impossible, look where I am now! Look how my pictures were, and look how they are now.
Success is achieved by overcoming obstacles, challenges, overcoming the insurmountable and NEVER forgot to belive on yourself, belive that can do everything you want, I belive in you!
I do not know if I expressed it correctly, if you have any doubts about what I wrote, please leave a comment..
I wrote with the highest security possible,
Thank you very much for your comprehencion.
Ashley Wiliams and Carolina Brum (Carol Parvati)
ps.: the litlle history above, is based in my real history, but I didn't started taking pictures of the nature, I started taking pictures of my Bratz dolls, the rest is all true,except the fact "wired by a company", but maybe it can become true! why not?
ps²: Why I chose photographer for Ashley: it is my true talent, and I made Ashley's personality very close to mine. I love to take picture, it is my own lifestyle.
the little picture on Ashley's picture are old pictures that I did without use too much edition and pictures with natural background
ps³: Did you see my last pictures? aren't they better?
I'm giving my all to do amazing pictures, not only for that contest, I'm showing all my creativity, to finish this contest with the "gold key". I KNOW THAT I CAN DO IT!! :D:D:D
The Salinas del Carmen (Fuerteventura) produces one of the highest quality salts in the Canary Islands due to the purity of the water and the fact that it is obtained from sea ‘Foam’. The result is a fine white salt rich in trace minerals. With a surface area of 26,100 square metres it has the potential of producing 700 tonnes of salt a year but currently only produces about 70 tonnes. Water only enters the ‘evaporating ponds’ when there is a breeze (no wind, no salt) and has to reach a temperature of 30 degrees to make salt. The water has to be left for 28-30 days it then starts to thicken up, much like milk curdling, the salt then needs to be skimmed off the top using a scraper. This is what the two gentlemen in the picture are doing. The dirty looking piles of salt are what have been collected from around the sides of the ‘evaporating ponds’; this salt is not used.
The word ‘Salary’ comes from the Latin word salarium, which also means salary and has the root sal, or "salt." In ancient Rome, it specifically meant the amount of money allotted to a Roman soldier to buy salt, which was an expensive but essential commodity.
Since I have used Canon's AE-1 for a long time, I chose Canon for digital.
There was Canon's 1DS with a full frame body, but it was expensive enough that I had to pay my entire year's salary to buy it, so I chose the D30(not 30D..).
Although the mechanical performance was slow, I liked the rich and colorful colors, so I was satisfied with the D30.
However, after looking at other people's photos, I realized that there were cameras that had very dark blacks and more natural coloring. It was a Contax ND, and this camera was also very expensive.
So, while looking for a camera that could express the colors I wanted at a reasonable price, what caught my eye was the Olympus E-1.
I attached the mount conversion adapter to the E-1 and took pictures using the OM series Olympus lenses and Fujinon and Hexanon manual lenses from the film era.
This photo was also taken with the E-1, but I remember using an OM 50mm lens.
Because my file management was a mess, I lost the original raw files from that time, so all I have left on my hard drive is this small image. Stupid... But that habit still persists.
I'm not used to managing and recording things well.
What's this, an invitation? To the Annual Fund-Raiser's Ball? Sanura stared at the invitation in her hand, all white and pristine. "Why would I get such an invitation?" She asks herself. "I'm not rich, nor do I have social standings in that community." She continues to stare at the invitation, a look of bewilderment on her face. The name on the card was definitely hers. How though, and why? She just could not understand why she would be invited to such a high end event. At any rate it was her name, and it looked official. Now her only problem, a dress. How could she afford a formal dress? On her salary, it was just impossible ...
Two days till the Ball and still no dress, "I guess I just won't go." Sanura tells herself. She turns her head to the knock at her door, moving to the door quickly. She opens the door to find a delivery man standing there, with a sizable package in his hand.
"Your name Sanura?" the man asks. When she nods, he replies. "Good sign here please," as he hands her a clipboard.
Sanura signs the paper, asking. "What is it?" When the man doesn't answer, but only offers a shrug of his shoulders; she nods a farewell and closes the door. She rushes to the couch to open the package, and gasps at what she sees. A beautiful white, silky formal dress. She holds it up to herself and twirls around, then sways back and forth as if she were dancing with someone. Wait, she thinks to herself; who could have sent this to me? She searches the box for a card, or something that might tell her who would give her such and expensive dress. Nothing, not a single clue, as to who ...
Is the night of the ball, and there is the cab. Time to go Sanura, she tells herself. She takes one last look at herself and with a satisfied nod, heads to the cab.
The entire way there, things ran through her mind. Like, why me, who would wish me there? What if it's a mistake? Will they throw me out? Maybe I should just have the cabby turn the car around. When she arrives at the large mansion, all her thoughts just fly out the window. As a child she had always dreamed of living in such a large beautiful home. Now to be able to actually visit one, to be at a regal party inside one. All she could do was look in awe at the building before her. When the cabby spoke she nearly jumped out of her skin. She payed the guy, and stepped out of the car, walking slowly to the entrance ...
Two hours had passed, and Sanura had been having the time of her life. She danced with numerous men, some young, some old, and some around her own age. She didn't mind, she was just happy to be here. She ate some of the finest gourmet food she had ever tasted before. Talked with some of the most interesting people she had ever met. Now she was standing, sort of in a corner, just taking it all in. She had been watching a couple, that appeared to her to be from India possibly; their attire surely caused that assumption. When out of the corner of her eye, she saw him. He was absolutely gorgeous, shoulder length black hair. Bright blue eyes, that she could see from clear across the room. A well styled and kept goatee, and what looked to be a very expensive tux. His eyes, those ice blue eyes. They seemed to look straight through her, and a shiver ran right down her spine. The dream played in reverse in her mind, and she barely took a breath. Was this her dream, was this man from the dream? Surely she was in her bed at this very moment, and this was nothing more then that very dream. The panic she felt was more then enough to make her run. She ran straight through the crowd and down the long steps, to the street, where she caught the first cab that stopped. When she reached her apartment, she slammed the door, leaning against it. Her breathing was so fast and heavy, her chest was rising and falling as if she had ran a mile straight. When she had finally calmed herself and made her way to her room, she rested her head on her pillow, closing her eyes; hoping this night would be different. "Please, not tonight." The only words whispered in the still of her darkened room, as she fell into a restless sleep ...
This photo is here at the instigation of Doddy, who persuaded me to publish it.. :)
Thank you dear Doddy! :D
map: Craggy Island - A wee bit of Ireland, Mathair
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English translation:
At ours on the North
In Bělsky forest mammoth roamed,
When you don't salt them they are tasteless,
You wouldn't believe how much work it takes to
conserve trunk on the sour way.
Hole of the world in every way,
I don't give a fuck what you think,
Don't talk because I get pissed
That's how we live on north.
Winds are blowing from every direction,
When we don't have butter we eat Hera,
Always two meters from troubles,
That's how we live here.
Na na na...
Everywhere around the world there are mobile phones,
At ours don't even ray grows,
dogs eat sprout of horsetail,
Every family have ten children.
Hole of the world in every way,
I don't give a fuck about what you think,
Don't talk because I get pissed
That's how we live on north.
Winds are blowing from every direction,
When we don't have butter we eat Hera,
Always two meters from troubles,
That's how we live here.
Na na na...
In the city centre next to the statue of T. G. Masaryk,
from the earth water spurt like on Iceland,
little ones, big ones, fat ones, thin ones, all different race,
Everybody here is washing their hair for free.
Hole of the world in every way,
I don't give a fuck what you think,
Don't talk because I get pissed
That's how we live on the north.
Winds are blowing from every direction,
When we don't have butter we eat Hera,
Always two meters from troubles,
That's how we live here.
Na na na...
From Karolina, you can see Europe,
Under Radhošť you can meet even apes,
After salary, it is very wild here
Prague too far away and God too high up.
Hole of the world in every way,
I don't give a fuck what you think,
Don't talk because I get pissed
That's how we live on the north.
Winds are blowing from every direction,
When we don't have butter we eat Hera,
Always two meters from troubles,
That's how we live here.
Na na na...
Author's comments:
Most of the words in this song are slang :)
I not sure how to translate "berou mě mory" but I think it's something like "get angry" or "get pissed"
"Hera" is vegetable fat which we use mainly for baking.
Karolina is an area near the centre of Ostrava.
Bělsky Forest is a city part of Ostrava-Jih.
Radhošť is a mountain in Moravian-Silesian Beskydy.
translator: hanasmachova
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In the mid-1920s, a series of unfortunate events befell the town of Boynton. Plans for a new hotel were abandoned by Addison Mizner and his brother Wilson who eventually built the Cloister Inn in Boca Raton. in 1925, citrus canker was discovered in the town’s orange groves which led to their destruction. The town also began to suffer from severe financial problems resulting in the bank refusing to honor checks signed by the City Clerk and salaries for municipal staff being cut by up to 50%. The Florida Land Boom was beginning to wane at this time and two hurricanes in 1926 and 1928, caused extensive damage which added to the town’s problems. As the Depression hit, Boynton’s financial problems continued to mount and, in 1929, the Bank of Boynton failed.
Concerned residents from the east side of the Intracoastal Waterway were worried about the debt and informed the town they wished to separate from Boynton and start a new municipality. When bond holders began to press for payment on nearly $1 million of indebtedness, Boynton and the eastside residents reached an agreement whereby, upon assumption of half of the debt, a new municipality would be established on the east side of the waterway. The agreement was finalized in on April 17, 1931 with the formation of Boynton on the west side of the canal, and Boynton Beach on the east. In 1939, the Town of Boynton Beach changed its name to Ocean Ridge and, within two years, the Town of Boynton changed its name to the Town of Boynton Beach.
Before a bridge was built over the East Coast Canal (now the Intracoastal Waterway), crossings were made by means of a hand-operated lighter (barge) located at Ocean Avenue. Once on board, passengers would haul on a chain to pull the lighter to the other side.
The first bridge was built over the canal at Ocean Avenue in 1911. The wooden swing bridge was operated by a crank in the center section, pushed by the bridge-tender walking in a circle until it swung open. In 1924, the bridge-tenders were Wilbur and Jessie Forrey. Jessie would crank the bridge while Wilbur lowered a chain across the canal and collected the toll.
Construction of a new bridge began in 1935. The bridge was constructed from steel and was operated with a Scherzer rolling lift bascule, which was an unusual movable span found in only two other bridges in Florida. The span was designed by William Scherzer of Chicago and built by the Nashville Bridge Company. As the bridge was financed with Depression era relief funds given by the Federal Government, the design of the bridge was very plain3. The bridge was 121 feet long, 31 feet wide and carried two narrow lanes of traffic with sidewalks on each side.
In 1970, project development started for the construction of a new bridge at Boynton Beach Boulevard; however, a property owner who would have been impacted by the bridge relocation filed suit and the resulting arbitration ruled in his favor. The project was put on hold for several years and then two proposals were studied. The first was to relocate the new bridge to Boynton Beach Boulevard and the second was to replace the bridge on Ocean Avenue. In 1994, the permit for the Boynton Beach Boulevard bridge was rejected which left the Ocean Avenue proposal as the only option,
Construction of the new bridge started in November 1998 and the project was completed in March, 2001.
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