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stayed home sick from work today. still feeling really run down. hoping a day of rest will stave off any more sickness. henry didn't really think i should be napping all day, though. kept me plenty busy chasing after him.
i think tomorrow is technically my last day of 365. i think i have duplicate days some where in the summer when i was shooting some film. or missed a day somewhere? but at this point, i really can't be bothered to go back and sort it all out. so, we'll stick with wednesday as the final day. =)
Tori,
We will miss you and all our rescue friends today. Take lots of doggie photos for us to see. Hugs to Petey, Nash and Woody.
Love, Genna and Boomer
I'm out on the beach this cold dark day trying to sight Ospray along the Glen Cove shore. No luck. Will try again next week when temps warm to 40 degrees.
The beach I'm walking along is part of the Garvies Point Preserve which offers a number of unique geological features that are not found together in such a limited area elsewhere on Long Island plus plant fossils, lignite and pyrite nodules washed out from Cretaceous clay, shale, and sandstone that were deposited here over 70 mya.
I will be spending lots of time out here this year.
Staying Home Covid-19 is here and we all have to stay at home to halt the spread of the virus. We photographers are reduced to taking pictures in the house, so here are a few things of interest.
Reeling it In This magnetophonic recording machine is from last century. Its tape the colour of rust, flows through at up to 15 inches per second. The sound quality is astonishing.
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Taken on 1st April,2020 at 1318hrs with a Canon EOS 650D digital still camera, through a Canon EF-S 18-55mm (29-88mm in 35mm terms) ƒ/3.5-5.6 zoom lens, with a Powerextra DF-400 bounce flash on 1/16th power, post-processed with Adobe Photoshop CS5.
© Tim Pickford-Jones 2020
Ha, this is Snowden the Pembroke. His hobbies[or obsessions..] are WATER and TENNIS BALLS. So, therefore, since I wasn't letting him in the water, he was practically dying. Poor boy,haha. I had to DRAG him out of the lake 6 times, call him out of the ditches [WHILE ON A HORSE] atleast 3 times, PULL his teeth off the hose because he was trying to pull it out of the horses drinking trough. Oh, it was greatttt lol.
But he's a keeper. :]
Uh so my day. Stayed home, cleaned. Went to football, got to fish because I can actually safely get the fish off and Holsten can't [FAIL]. We caught a turtle. Not with a hook, he just stayed latched unto the worm. D: I named him Fred, but then I had to let him go. I did take pictures though!
And I dropped my phone in teh creek. YAY?!?!??! Not.
Stayed home sick today with Lucca, who seemed very pleased with having me for a whole day. She misses me when I'm gone. =]
I let her out onto the porch for a little bit, just as a treat. Her eyes strike me every day. <3
Stayed home from work today, because of the eight inches of new snow deposited by today's April snowstorm.
Despite the calendar, it's not spring in Maine yet.
"Splitting Wood"
Why does a man split wood he will not burn?
The house is now kept warm by oil heat
Imported by a fleet of tanker ships
From sun-baked lands ten thousand miles away;
And if he does split wood, why must he strive
To do it far the hardest way, by hand,
When for a score of dollars he could rent
A fancy, gas-fired wood-splitting machine?
Perhaps to lay a fire on the hearth,
A warming glow on frigid winter nights?
A cord, at most, or half would serve for this
Which does not answer why he must split ten.
Some inner drive, perhaps, or as a gift
For one whose need is greater than his own?
Perhaps to sell, though profit there is none
When counting cost of labor, logs and maul.
Why does a man split wood he will not burn?
Does he imagine in his own mind's eye
An adversary perched upon the butt
Who's struck and shattered with a single blow
And beaten foes piled up in heaps on heaps?
Like Samson, does he posture and exclaim
"Here, see how I have slain a thousand men!"
Or think that he, like David, may receive
Praise from the daughters of Jerusalem?
Or does he like the handle of the wood,
Its heft and grain; its yielding to the maul,
The spray and scent of sap left in the log
If summer-cut, and not allowed to dry?
Or is it habit, an unknowing thing
That will not let him stop and put away
The Peavey, maul and wedges of his youth?
Does he, by splitting wood, affirm the truth
Of lessons learned from generations past?
"The winter's long; in summer you prepare
Make sure that you have wood enough to last
November's gale, December's icy blast,
On into March and April, even May;
Some years the winter does not go away
Until the planting season comes in June.
"For life is hard, and winter is the proof
And those who labor not, do not deserve
To sit in comfort, warm, beneath their roof."
In idleness, we sit and speculate,
Watch embers glow, bright orange, upon the grate.
Ten cords of wood are stacked outside my door
As if, by simple presence, to assure
That warmth will always live within this house.
Why does a man split wood he will not burn?
Go ask, and listen patiently, and learn.
EMS18
Staying Home Covid-19 is here and we all have to stay at home to halt the spread of the virus. We photographers are reduced to taking pictures in the house, so here are a few things of interest.
Grainy When this current lock down was mooted, shoppers descended like locusts on the stores, clearing the shelves of pasta and toilet rolls. I don't think there is a connection there, other than stupidity. My stocks are running a bit low. It looks like I'll be making rice puddings soon.
Photographic Information
Taken on 1st April,2020 at 1346hrs with a Canon EOS 650D digital still camera, through a Canon EF-S 18-55mm (29-88mm in 35mm terms) ƒ/3.5-5.6 zoom lens, with a Powerextra DF-400 bounce flash on 1/16th power, post-processed with Adobe Photoshop CS5.
© Tim Pickford-Jones 2020
sick
stayed home
again
like i literally didnt do anything so heres an ugly picture hahah hah ahah ah aha ha ah haha aa ha
thursday
january 3 2013
3/365
The weekend again.
And if truth be known, we had not recovered from the very last night Thursday and the late nights Wednesday and Friday, which meant a king of lay in until just before seven.
I get up and after getting dressed go straight out to Tesco for fuel and supplies. Jools stayed home to make beds and have a shower.
There are shortages through the store, mostly in fresh produce where tomatoes are hard to come by, but at least more than red peppers were now available. I get the usual stuff and go to pay and load the car and to home.
Straight home for a coffee before we put the shopping away and have fruit.
A couple of hours to lollygagg about before we had appointments. Well, appointment.
Before that there was an hour to fill, so I knew a church that could fill that hole.
Before going to Swingfield, we called in at Capel, mainly because I knew it would be open, but also because it had been nearly 7 years since I was last here.
To Capel, then take a lane out into the countryside, round some sharp corners before taking the second dead end lane on the right, which was caked in mud from the farm halfway along.
And I wanted to make sure I captured the details in the windows.
Most notable feature here, is clearly the stone rood screen, with three lower arches and the one with the cross above, not sure of the screen would have been painted on plaster or on a wooden board in front.
From there, we head across country to Rver where we were to pick Ang (from last week) up to take her to see Swingfield. The lanes meandered across the countryside, past St Radigan's Abbey, or the ruin of, before plunging into Combe Valley, past the old box factory to where she was waiting beside the road.
We had an hour before the appointment, so as Ang liked churches, I took her on a whistle-stop tour of Barfrestone, which she had not heard of.
There is just one place to park in the village, beside the old phone box, then walk up the lane before climbing the steps into the churchyard. It was unlocked, so was able to show Ang the carvings, corbels and details that make this such a special church.
But time was against us, as we had to be in Swingfield in half an hour.
Back to the car, then drive to the A2, down Lydden Hill, then along to Swingfield, where for the first time ever, the gate to the car park was open.
Between Lydden and Hawkinge, there is a large medieval building beside the back road. It is called St John's Commandery, and was built and used by the Knights Hospitallers.
I have been trying to see inside it for 15 years, and now that English Heritage provide a phone number to the keyholder, an appointment to visit can easily be made.
And at one this afternoon, we arrived to find the gate to the small car park open, and once we had parked and walked round, found the door open.
The building was a chapel, then converted to a farm house in the 16th century. Sadly, when it fell under the control of English Heritage, they demolished the farm house, as the policy then was to try to create how the building was when new.
Needless to say, a preserved farmhouse from that period would now be quite the thing. But it is lost.
The east end of the building is still quite church-like, but the western half is pretty much a house, though with no furniture, rickety stairs lead up and along, and small windows pierce the two feet thick walls.
Not quite was I was expecting, but I think all of it to be a church, or all like the east-end, I guess.
The rest of the building is part-house, now empty of all furniture and fittings except some well-used fireplaces.
I took shots, not as many as I had thought, but the job was done, another tick in the box.
Pub lunch?
Outside we met the keyholder who had come to see us, even better for him was the fact we were done by just after one, so he could lock up. But before that, we had a long talk about the building, what has been done and what needs to be done to secure it.
We walk to the car, then drive to the road from Hawkinge, but turn north to Barham, though we stopped at Denton (the home of happiness), where the cats used to to stay when we went on our holibobs.
The Jackdaw is a fine old pub, and used as a location for the film, The Battle of Britain, so had many photos from the filming on the walls.
We took a set in the window, and though Jools and Ang just ordered a starter, I saw steak and stout pie, so ordered that along with a pint of ale.
We were warned of delays due to a parge group that had arrived, but 20 minutes later the food came, all freshly cooked, and mine so hot I could barely eat it at first.
And was delicious too.
We passed on dessert, and with the afternoon now having reached two, we dropped Ang back home and then drove back to Chez Jelltex, where I put the kettle on for a brew before the footy started at three.
Norwich struggled to a 0-0 draw at Wigan, so the new dawn fades. Again.
More football in the evening on the tellybox, Newcastle v Liverpool, which should have been a tight game, but Liverpool found themselves 2-0 and the Newcatle keeper sent off, all in the first twenty minutes.
I watched this, sitting on the sofa with scully in front of the roaring fire, as our heating has failed, so this is the only way to warm the house until a guy comes round on Monday.
By the time we went to bed, the living room was a little smoky, which spread round the house. I thought I had broken the burner, but was much funnier than that, as you will find out tomorrow.
To bed at half eight, for nine straight hours kip.
I hoped.
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The sisters of the Order of the Knights of St John of Jerusalem had a house at Swingfield until about 1180, when they were removed to Buckland Priory in Somerset. The Knights Hospitaller, of the same order, then established a small community on the site, of which the 13th century chapel is the only remaining building. The Knights Hospitaller were a military and religious order founded in the 12th century with the purpose of caring for and protecting pilgrims to the Holy Land. Their main unit of local administration was the commandery, where knights and sergeants lived together under the rule of a commander, who administered the estates with which the order had been endowed. Revenues from commanderies funded hospitals for sick pilgrims. After the Dissolution of the Monasteries, in 1540 the chapel was converted into a farmhouse, and since then has undergone successive phases of alteration. Traces of other buildings survive only as slight earthworks to the south and west of the chapel.
Although the chapel and part of an adjoining hall were converted into a farmhouse, evidence of the original function of the buildings can still be seen as a result of the 1970s conservation works. Three lancet windows in the east wall are survivals of the original chapel building and the remarkable crown-post roof may also be part of the 13th century structure. The chapel has a piscina, or stone basin, where sacred vessels were washed, and an aumbrey, or cupboard, where the communion vessels were kept. To the east of the south doorway is the consecration cross of the building, carved on the wall. The two-storey porch on the north wall indicates that the west end of the building always had an upper floor and was once in domestic use. After the Dissolution the building became entirely residential and the interior was converted to accommodate two storeys throughout. The central chimney stack dates from the 16th century and the ground-floor parlour has a ceiling of the same period with moulded joists and cross-beams. Doors led from this room and from the bedroom above to the south wing, now demolished. There is a pointed-arched opening, dating to the 13th century, to the room above the porch.
www.english-heritage.org.uk/daysout/properties/st-johns-c...
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ST. JOHN'S, as it is now usually called, was formerly a preceptory, appertaining to the order of the knights of St. John of Jerusalem, to whom it belonged in king Henry II.'s reign. A preceptory was a mansion, of which sort they had several in different places, in which some of their brethren were placed, to take care of their lands and estates in the neighbourhood of them. This preceptory appears to have had several benefactions of lands made to it. This preceptory, with the lands belonging to it, continued as such till the general dissolution of this order of knights, in the 33d year of king Henry VIII when they were suppressed by an act then specially passed for that purpose, and all their lands and revenues given to the king; this preceptory being then valued at 87l. 3s. 3½d. clear, and 111l. 12s. 8d. total annual revenue. But it did not remain long in the hands of the crown; for the king, in his 33d year, granted it to Sir Anthony Aucher, of Orterden, by the description of the late monastery of Swynfield, and the rectory of the same, to hold in capite by knight's service, and he, anno 5 Edward VI. passed it away to Sir Henry Palmer, of Wingham, whose son of the same name was created a baronet, and in his descendants it continued down to Sir Thomas Palmer, bart. who died in 1723, and by will bequeathed it to his natural son Herbert Palmer, esq. who died likewise s. p. in 1760, and by his will devised it first to trustees for the payment of his debts, and lastly to his sister Mrs. Frances Palmer, in tail. These trustees refusing to accept the trust, the court of chancery decreed, this estate among others to be sold for that purpose, for the term of ninety-nine years, to commence from his death; which it accordingly was, in 1777, to the Rev. Dr. Thomas Hey, of Wickhambreux, who likewise became entitled to the fee of it by the will of Mrs. Frances Palmer abovementioned, who having suffered a recovery of it, and barred the entails, had devised it to him at her death in 1770. He sold it in 1792 to Samuel Egerton Bridges, esq. of Denton, the present possessor of it.
There is much remaining of this antient building of the preceptory, now made use of as the farm-house of the estate, particularly the east end, which is lofty and handsome, in which are three narrow lancet windows with pointed arches, and three circular ones above them. This remains in its original state, and seems to have been part of the chapel, which no doubt adjoined to the mansion of it.
Shopping
I stayed home today to wait for Best Buy to deliver the refrigerator. When it arrived the hinge was still on the right instead of the left as we requested. The delivery guys said they didn't do that and it wasn't on the order. I have done a refrigerator door reversal before so I decided I would do it. Of course, I get to the part where I take out the top hole plugs to put them on the other side and I can't get the damn things out!
When Julie got home from taking her Mom to see her doctor and get her car, I was pretty frustrated with what should have been a simple operation. Julie told me to stop and she called Best Buy to raise Hell. After a lot of back and forth they are sending someone out tomorrow. Hopefully, they will just finish what I started but if they don't I will. I just need to get those damn plugs out!
My Dad died 31 years ago today. That anniversary always affects me so I think it was the reason I have been moody over the past few days and so irrational about swapping the refrigerator door.
After my work from home time was over, Julie and I went shopping for various items we will need on our NutriMost journey. Our plan is to start Sunday (2/14).
Stayed home from school today and slept! It rained all day as well, so it's not like I could do anything anyway.
Staying Home Covid-19 is here and we all have to stay at home to halt the spread of the virus. We photographers are reduced to taking pictures in the house, so here are a few things of interest.
Guy Arab Utility Bus from Southampton This model is of a bus made during the Second World War, when materials were scarce. It was built on a normal Guy chassis, but the body consisted of wooden frames, single skin aluminium, and hard slatted seats.
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Taken on 1st April,2020 at 1331hrs with a Canon EOS 650D digital still camera, through a Canon EF-S 18-55mm (29-88mm in 35mm terms) ƒ/3.5-5.6 zoom lens, with a Powerextra DF-400 bounce flash on 1/8th power, post-processed with Adobe Photoshop CS5.
© Tim Pickford-Jones 2020
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TFL.
If you go out, you can spread it. People will die
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So, here's the straight story. It's Israel's 65th Independence Day, and we climbed the UN tower hill to see the air force flyover. With high winds and heavy cloud cover, the planes did not show.
We returned home, had a good lunch, and I found this lovely forgotten image from last spring.
Nikon D90, AF-S Nikkor 55-200 VR. PP: mostly lighting tweaks with some mild texture.
Happy Bokeh Wednesday!
2020 COVID-19 Stay Safe - Stay Home
Statistics don't lie. Despite what some some of the "fake news" sources are reporting-their IS a "virus" of some sort (COVID-19) that is killing thousands of people in a short amount of time> The factual and reputable news sources are telling us how quickly this "virus" spreads, and how we can protect ourselves and not get sick. These facts are reasons enough to take precaution.
BASIC FACTS:
Large group gatherings are unsafe.
Not wearing a mask is unsafe.
Not washing your hands for 20 seconds whenever you come inside is unsafe.
Not using hand sanitizer when you are out and about is unsafe.
Touching your face with unsanitized/clean hands is unsafe.
To stay safe and sane, I am processing pics from the boneyard as I stay at home to stay safe. Keeping my sanity until it is safe to move about again. {Random Thoughts 6.18.20}
Yes, this is a good day to stay home. We've received around 6 inches of snow in the past 12 hours, the biggest snowfall of the season. I've gotten the driveway and sidewalk opened up, but will leave the car in the garage today.
Stay home in
TEXAS
RICK PERRY
"ALL HAT AND NO CATTLE"
Date: 2011
Source Type: Postcard
Printer, Publisher, Photographer: Larry Fulton
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Collection: Steven R. Shook
Postcard produced in a limited edition of 100 and signed by artist (L. FULTON '11).
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