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The sun may have been a factor in his squiting or perhaps it was the very cold wind blowing. Either way I caught him squinting. Actually it was a blink but squinting from the sun and wind seems way more interesting.
Canon EOS RP with an EF to RP adapter and a Canon 75-300mm f4-5.6 III lens. Processed from Raw to JPG in Lightroom Classic.
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Squint : to look at someone or something with one or both eyes partly closed in an attempt to see more clearly or as a reaction to strong light.
For centuries it has been the standard by which male beauty has been judged. But now laser scans of Michelangelo's David have revealed that the statue has a squint. Far from being the paragon of physical perfection, the artist deliberately skewed the statue's eyes so that from the ground David appears to be eyeballing his enemy, Goliath.
The trick of perspective - which has taken 500 years to rumble - was a typical stroke of Michelangelo genius, according to Marc Levoy, the computer scientist from Stanford University, California, who made the discovery. He suspects it went unnoticed for so long because David's more obvious attribute !
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Candid shot, Hintertux glacier, Austria.
Is that how you spell it?
I can't spell or type.
Ugh, wow, I just spelled spell wrong.
Hahahahaha!
Well, I'm going to get off and do some homework.
See you all tomorrow :)
Time to get some green into my photostream.
Oranjetipje, Alblasserbos, Alblasserwaard, The Netherlands.
"Mom, I've got snow in my eyes". Taken during yesterday's snowstorm, which actually is still going. We should get around 20cm when it's all done.
As with most photos, it looks better in the lightbox.
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I only ever post shots I like but quite often I don't know why I find them attractive. This is one of those. So if you have the time, I'd be really grateful for your completely honest views.
I've changed the original to black and white, cropped it to square and added a small vignette. Otherwise, it - including the squint horizon - is what came out of the camera.
If you have a moment, please take a look at tartalom's great work in this new gallery.
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en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rufford_Old_Hall
Rufford Old Hall is a National Trust property in Rufford, Lancashire, England. Built in about 1530 for Sir Robert Hesketh, only the Great Hall, survives from the original structure.[1] A brick-built wing in the Jacobean style was added in 1661, at right angles to the Great Hall, and a third wing was added in the 1820s.
Rufford Old Hall is designated by English Heritage as a Grade I listed building,[2] The hall's cottage, coach house and stables, about ten metres (33 ft) to the east, are designated Grade II.
History
Until 1936, Rufford Old Hall was in the continuous ownership of the Hesketh family who were lords of the manor of Rufford from the 15th century. The Heskeths moved to Rufford New Hall in 1798. In 1846 Sir Thomas Fermor-Hesketh, 5th Baronet married Lady Anna Maria Arabella Fermor, sister and heiress of George Richard William Fermor, 5th and last Earl of Pomfret.
There is some evidence to suggest that Shakespeare may have performed in the Great Hall. In about 1580 Shakespeare had been sent, by his Stratford schoolmaster, to be an assistant teacher in the household of Alexander Hoghton at Lea Hall near Preston, and the "wilim Shakeshaft nowe dwellynge with me", referred to by Hoghton in his will, is almost certainly Shakespeare. In his will Hoghton, who died in 1581, had bequeathed to Sir Thomas Hesketh his musical instruments and "playe clothes". By about 1585 Shakespeare had joined a company of players kept by Lord Strange, son of Lord Derby, probably having been recommended by Sir Thomas.[1] In her 1974 book, Lancashire Legends, Kathleen Eyre claims that although "it may be no more than a fond hope" there is evidence that a "William Shakeshaft" (a common version of Shakespeare's name) was a youthful member of the "Hesketh Company of Players" who visited in about 1585. The date coincides with Shakespeare's absence from Stratford-on-Avon following a bout of deer-stealing from neighbouring parks, particularly that of Sir Thomas Lucy of Charlecote.[4]
In 1936 Rufford Old Hall, with its collection of arms and armour and 17th-century oak furniture, was donated to the National Trust by Thomas Fermor-Hesketh, 1st Baron Hesketh.
Architecture
The timber-framed hall house with great hall, in a late medieval pattern which continued in use in Tudor times, was built for Sir Robert Hesketh in about 1530. The hall, which formed the south wing, is substantially as built, 46.5 feet (14.2 m) long and 22 feet (6.7 m) wide, with the timbers sitting on a low stone wall. The hall has a flagged floor.[5] It has a stone chimney, five bays, and a hammerbeam roof. The five hammerbeams each terminate, at both ends, in a carved wooden angel.[6] The hall is overlooked by a quatrefoil squint in an arched doorway in the second-floor drawing room.[1]
In 1661 a Jacobean style rustic brick wing was built at right angles to the great hall which contrasts with the medieval black and white timbering. This wing was built from small two-inch bricks similar to Bank Hall, and Carr House and St Michael's Church in Much Hoole.[7] The west wing, which housed the family apartments was possibly destroyed in a fire.[8] In the 1820s a third wing was constructed, formed out of the medieval domestic offices, and a castellated tower was built to join the Great Hall to the Charles II wing. In 1949 a secret chamber, used as a priest hole in the 16th century, was discovered above the Great Hall.
Fixtures and fittings
A free-standing, carved wooden screen made of bog oak in the Great Hall probably dates from between 1530 and 1540. It is described by Pevsner as being "of an exuberance of decoration matched nowhere else in England"[6] and is the only known surviving example from the first half of the 16th century. It stands at the north end of the great hall, covering the entrance to the original kitchens.[9] It has three spiral finials, two outer ones carved from single lengths of timber at the sides of the screen framing eight traceried panels. On the top-rail are two angels, a male and female bearing shields with the arms of Fitton and Banastre families.[1] Two horizontal rails are morticed into the uprights. Three errors were possibly incorporated by its makers to avoid a charge of heresy, as a contemporary belief was that God alone could create perfection. One panel on the hall side is upside down, on the opposite side one panel has a different pattern and an angel has an extra finger.[9]
On the staircase is a painting by Godfrey Kneller of Thomas Hesketh,[10] who was Second MP for Preston in 1722 and who rebuilt the east wing in the 1720s, with his wife Martha and son in 1723.[1] The sitting room displays a copy of the 1577 map of Lancashire by Christopher Saxton.
Gardens
The cottage, coach house and stables 10 metres (33 ft) east of the house are Grade II listed buildings.[3] There are gardens and pasture to the rear and side of the hall and woodland at the front. The Rufford Branch of the Leeds Liverpool Canal, completed in 1781, passes very close to the site on the east side. A feature of the gardens is a pair of topiary squirrels.
Ghosts
The hall is reputedly haunted by a grey lady, Queen Elizabeth I and a man in Elizabethan clothing.[11] The figure of a man floating above the canal at the rear of the building has also been reported.[12] On 20 February 2010, the crew of the paranormal television series Most Haunted filmed at the hall.
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She could feel the feline’s eyes upon her. They rarely looked away as if they were waiting for an explosion. Even after all this time, it appeared that she was their greatest form of entertainment. No doubt judging her for helping to create the jail she was now in. She had her reasons of course, which is why she made sure that it was large enough. She knew her sister wouldn’t give her true freedom after all, and she wasn’t about to test the newfound powers the little demon had gotten recently. Though she did not realize just how boring it would be to be stared at by cats. Well, sort of cats. She knew what they were the moment she stepped foot in this room. Even the dark one with the glowing lime green eyes and constant growling and hissing at the others. She did consider offering them freedom if they disrupted the circle and freed her, however, she figured the black feline would be smarter than to allow such a thing to happen.
“Tick...tock…” She snaked her body to sitting upright and turned that bird-like mask toward the black cat in the doorway. “How long do you think it will be before she ends your suffering? Days? Months? Millenia? I wonder if it will be from boredom or a bad day… or maybe you’ll realize you won't escape less you try something drastic and she catches you in the act. Granted there are things worse than death, even I can understand that sentiment. One of them is being trapped inside an inferior being and not even getting the pleasure of chasing mice or birds.” She’d wave her spindly long fingers in a teasing motion as her tongue came out licking the side of the mask.
The cat’s eyes squinted slightly and a low growl emitted from its muzzle before it spun around and walked back into the room it had been guarding against the others. “Mmm, is that all? So boring… At least they bring me chicken. Fed, a place to sleep, and not having to constantly jockey for a position by his side? I could get used to this.” Was then that she heard the familiar locks being twisted and opened. If the mask had not been on, a wide sickly grin would have crossed her face and given away that knowing expression.
“Finally found time for me?”
“I am not in the mood, Sik. I have brought someone to speak with you. Please use your best human manners.” Qarinah spoke in her ‘I am so over this’ tone. Just enough for Sik to know she was truly annoyed by something, and that of course made Sik a very happy demon. What followed the elf in, however, surprised the creepy frail bird demon.
“You trust a black dragon to enter this room and wander freely through your halls… but not me?” She’d huff and turn her back to both of them.
“She has proven to be of use and understanding of what is best for her. Unlike some.” There was a shrug.
“I am Taria L-”
“I don’t care. I know what you want… but I have some requests to make first… And no, Q, it is not to be freed so don’t go calculating just yet.” Sik let out a hissing that sounded like wheezing laughter. “Litayeth will be fine. Yes, it is a time portal, Mrs. L’gra. Yes, I will help once my requests are met. Shall we get started?” She’d peeked over her shoulder slightly at the two who seemed to be looking at one another for guidance before Q’s eyes fell back on her.
“How do you know any of this information?”
“That is a rather pointless question and oh so rude. I offered you something and am waiting for an answer.” She knew that would get Q, but the demoness knew better than to react or act out from her sister’s jabs.
“Let me hear these demands first. Then I will make my decision.” There was a soft sound as if Sik were trying to be cute and hum in thought.
“Alright… For one, not a demand… a request. To start, I want my chicken to be baked in juices to a crisp of skin from now on.” There was a long pause as if she were waiting for Q to disagree or agree to the said term that was eventually broken by a sigh and the words ‘fine, and?’.
Red light in the morning light.
Pause to catch breath.
Pause for a moment to feel the glorious sun on your face.
My trusty Nikon Coolpix S3500. I have it with me all the time and everywhere I go. And like its predecessors, it gets used a lot and unfortunately, takes a lot of abuse. But to its credit, its still hangin' in there :) I of course have to finish opening its lens cover when I turn it on, lol. But I love this little camera. Its been way better to me than I have to it.
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à thật ra là mình muốn là quen bạn mới, những người chưa từng biết mình là ai, mặt mũi mình như nào :3
♫♪♫ Làm quen tất cả nha >:D<
This is my Phil looking out from the Kitchen window, he often sits there looking at the birds or in this case me at the garden,
Did you know when the cats close their eyes like that they are actually saying "I Love you!"
Mercato Market in Addis Ababa, the largest open air market in East Africa - 09/10/2018
Nikon D7200
ƒ/2.8
35.0 mm
1/800 @ ISO 500
Flash (off, did not fire)
This is the leper's window which allowed the lepers to take part somewhat with church. Through it, Lepers, and other people with contagious diseases, could watch the parish priest at the altar elevating the sacrament during Holy Communion. These unfortunate people, often deformed by leprosy, where not allowed to enter the church or to take sacrament.
42 i feel like making this yesterdays photo too. so i have two yesterday photos. generous.
just an unfinished canvas from waay last summer.
if you squint, everything looks beautiful. i wish we could squint forever
Selby Abbey
Situated in the north aisle of the abbey and up a set of steps. This is what the plaque on the steps says.
The Leper ‘Squint’
Please climb the steps carefully.
Look down the Leper ‘Squint’ and see how leper’s we’re allowed to take their turn peering through the narrow 9 feet 6.5 inch (2886mm) long hole. During medieval times the ‘squint’ provided the only view the poor, disfigured victims on leprosy could have of the high Altar from outside the abbey.
They were not allowed to mix with the rest of the congregation for fear of spreading the loprosy disease.
The other end of the squint is now in the Latham Chapel.
The Latham Chapel is now the cafe area, just off the north transept.
Thank you for your visit and your comments, they are greatly appreciated.