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A year ago, an independent Ukraine seemed to have only days to live as the Russian hordes struck towards Kyiv and smashed the frontlines dating back to 2014. The unstoppable Second Army of the World's victory was inevitable and just a matter of time as far as most of the rest of the World was concerned. Nobody told the Ukrainians.
With the fortitude of Ukraine, Putin's three day Special Operation has mutated into a monstrous brutal bloody nightmare pitting Soviet artillery and attritional warfare tactics of 80 years ago against the more hi-technology and necessarily asymmetric tactics of Ukraine but still with the horrors of trench warfare.
The wondrous spirit and strength of the Ukrainian people are a marvel although like almost all heroes, they did not have the luxury of any other alternative but to fight.
An entirely unhappy anniversary but with Ukrainian spirit and yet more Ukrainian blood, supported by NATO, Ukraine will hopefully prevail and by this time next year, all of Ukraine will have driven out the Orc hordes and Putin will be lying at the bottom of a very tall building like so many of the Russian elite have over the last 12 months. The people of all NATO and all other democratic nations should be on their knees with gratitude for Ukraine fighting this filthy war, suffering so much pain and having so much of its own blood spilt. Providing all the logistics intelligence and weaponry needed to support Ukraine is the very least we should be expected to do.
Slava Ukraina
Рік тому незалежна Україна, здавалося, мала жити лише кілька днів, коли російські орди вдарили в бік Києва і розбили лінії фронту, починаючи з 2014 року. Нестримна перемога Другої армії світу була неминучою і була лише питанням часу, що стосується більшої частини решти світу. Українцям ніхто не казав.
З силою духу України триденна спецоперація Путіна мутувала в жахливий жорстокий кривавий кошмар, що протиставляє радянську артилерію і тактику виснаження 80-річної давності проти більш високотехнологічної і обов'язково асиметричної тактики України, але все ще з жахами окопної війни.
Дивовижний дух і сила українського народу – це диво, хоча, як і майже всі герої, вони не мали розкоші жодної іншої альтернативи, окрім як боротися.
Абсолютно нещасливий ювілей, але з українським духом і ще більшою кількістю української крові, підтриманої НАТО, Україна, сподіваюся, переможе, і до цього часу наступного року вся Україна вижене орди орків, а Путін буде лежати на дні дуже високої будівлі, як і багато хто з російської еліти протягом останніх 12 місяців.Народ усіх країн НАТО і всіх інших демократичних країн має стояти на колінах з вдячністю за те, що Україна веде цю брудну війну, терпить стільки болю і має стільки власної крові. Забезпечення всією логістичною розвідкою та озброєнням, необхідними для підтримки України, – це найменше, що нам слід очікувати.
Слава Україна
[Google translation so if there are any rude words or weird expressions, please blame the AI]
St Michael, Woolverstone, Suffolk
It was a crisp, bright morning towards the end of November 2016, a perfect day for a bike ride. I headed out of town onto the Shotley Peninsula, the first stretch of my journey necessarily along the horrid main road which runs along the south bank of the Orwell. I soon came to Woolverstone, which you can see at once was rebuilt as a late 19th Century estate village. A narrow lane runs between fields and copses northwards to the church of St Michael sitting on its mound above the river.
The setting is idyllic. The great pile of Woolverstone Hall, today home to Ipswich Girls High School, stands beside it, and above me the jackdaws chattered in the skeletal trees, the fields were full of sheep, the damp woods full of the cries of pheasants. Woolverstone Hall was built in the 1770s by John Johnson for William Berners. Johnson had been the main architect of the Berners Estate, an area of London known more commonly today as Fitzrovia, and the fabulously wealthy Berners family took up residence in this remote Suffolk spot above the Orwell. They paid for George Gilbert Scott's restoration of the 1860s, which is pretty much all that can be seen of the church from the south apart from the tower, but in the 1880s they did rather more. James Piers St Aubyn, one of the most famous architects of the day, was brought in to expand the church massively towards the north, and when you enter you see that the effect is really that of two churches side by side, separated by a fairly low and rounded arcade. The new part was designed to be used for shadowy, incense-led worship, and although that tradition has long gone it is still the main part of the church today.
The wealth of the Berners family means that the restoration was overwhelming, but the quality of it is high. And in any case, there are few medieval survivals anywhere on the Shotley Peninsula. The only old object here is the font, and it is a curiosity. On the face of it, the style is that of a typical East Anglian font bowl, lions alternating with angels, but the carving is quite unlike anything I've seen elsewhere, the crouching lions shown in profile. Pevsner calls the carving 'crude', which is not untrue. Was it done by a local hand, perhaps? It has been reset on a modern stem with upright, alert little lions, 19th Century but much more in the East Anglian medieval style.
The glass is also generally of high quality, or at least expensive, and to various members of the Berners family. Heaton Butler & Bayne's rather alarmingly yellow Saints Martin, Agnes, Margaret and Augustine, installed as a memorial to Archdeacon Henry Berners and his wife, stand proudly in an overwhelmingly wide south nave window which works externally as a kind of optical illusion, making Scott's nave appear wider than his chancel, which it isn't.
The same firm provided the east window in St Aubyn's north aisle to John and Henrietta Berners, which depicts the crucifixion flanked by Joseph of Arimathea, the Blessed Virgin, St John and St Mary Magdalene. It is interesting to note, given the not uncommon conflation of their imagery in medieval times, the similarity between the figures of St John and St Mary Magdalene. The studio might almost have been working from the same cartoon. Both the windows were installed in the 1880s under St Aubyn's direction.
There was once an earler 19th Century window at Gilbert Scott's east end, of which the upper tracery survives, but the main lights were destroyed by blast damage during the Second World War, a not uncommon fate for church windows on the Shotley Peninsula - indeed, the church in the neighbouring village, Chelmondiston, was completely ruined. The 1947 replacement, by AL Wilkinson, depicts Christ the Saviour of the World flanked by St Michael and St Gabriel.
The High Church, even Anglo-catholic, enthusiasms of the Berners family may be judged by Woolverstone House back in the village, which was built for a community of Anglican nuns based at St Peter, Kilburn. It was intended as their retreat house and school, and the architect was Edwin Lutyens. Today it is a private house, but the church is now open every day. When I'd first visited every Suffolk church in the late 1990s I had found it locked. Coming back in 2006, the interior was full of scaffolding, and I couldn't go in. Curiously, the avenue of yew trees which lined the path up to the south porch at that time have now been reduced to stumps. Despite St Michael being barely five miles from my house, it had taken until this idyllic crisp, sunny day in late November 2016 for me to get back there, discover this, and explore the inside for the first time.
It was time to head on to Harkstead. The view from the south porch back up the hilly lane was breathtaking in the low winter sunshine. I stepped out, wandering down to the east to look across to the Hall. The Berners family sold it as part of the Estate in 1937, assuming that it would be demolished for farming land, but after a period of requisition by the army during the War the Hall was bought by the London County Council for use as a boarding school. It was intended both for children taken into care and also for those whose parents were working overseas, an odd combination, but people seem to have happy memories of it. The writer Ian McEwan is a famous ex-pupil. The school closed in the 1980s; its massive library was broken up, and you still regularly come across items from it in Suffolk's second-hand bookshops. In a grand sale in the Ipswich Corn Exchange shortly after the closure, I bought the school's copies of McEwan's books for 50p each. The Hall lay empty for several years, until the Girls High School moved out here from central Ipswich, and restored it to something like its former glory. The jackdaws which inhabit the great 19th Century water tower which stands beside it wheeled above my head as I cycled back to the Shotley road.
A picture of three officers standing on the steps of a hut or chalet. They all have Iron Cross ribbons and (possibly) wound badges.
These are my three custom color Lincoln Towncars made by Matchbox. I have a ton of these in my collection.
Taken whilst waiting for my sons to finish a workshop session conducted by Santo Torre 7th Dan - Shotokan Karate.
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Viva Mexico restaurant, Edinburgh
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The girls are now getting on perfectly, after a couple of weeks of jostling for position in the pecking order.
They have now established who is top in each situation, and everyone has their moment as leader.
I had a fun shoot today with my best friend's sister and her family out at Cobblestone Farm in Ann Arbor. It's this cute little historic farm and I fell in love with this little red wooden out building. Took some adorable shots of the kids in front of it and definitely plan to come back and use it in future shoots. This may not be the most exciting selfie, but I wanted to include the building and since I was dressed in scrubs and minimal makeup, this is what you get. Deal.
Day three and going strong...forty more days until I prove Brad wrong.
Me three times dressed as a secretary created by ai.
Hier bin ich drei mal als Sekretärin gekleider, durch KI generiert.
Nada permanece / Nothing remains.
Una foto que no interesa a nadie más que a mí. Eso está claro.
Más Beatles...www.goear.com/listen/d879294/in-my-life-ozzy-osbourne
Gracias a mi hermano, Xosé Alba, por este gran recuerdo.
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Among their varied gifts, cats have a grand sense of style and an intuitive understanding of the very best places to nap. It was no surprise, then, on a winter day when the sun shone through the window and warmed the snow disk, to find the cat curled up contentedly on its scarlet surface.
Cats are also notoriously contrary creatures. So it was also no surprise to find the cat no longer photogenically napping by the time I returned with a camera. She padded around on the snow disk, unwilling to abandon it but absolutely unwilling to return to napping while I was there.
She did pause in her pacing long enough for me to take one photograph. Three white paws and the Holy Snow Disk.
The sun was setting as we played in the Mediterranean Sea tonight over Italy, France & Monaco, all of which are in this shot. This trip for me hasn't really been about taking a simple vacation. This has been about discovering more about my family's history. I keep going back to that line in the song, "Radioactive" by Kings of Leon (sung by "Big Caleb" as we call him).
"It's in the water...It's in the story of where you came from"
For me, these are the waters of half my story.
The old cross is because of the weather, it has been on the church for 230 years and the earthquake has become threat for the safety of the citizens. These are photos of the three-hour removal of the cross with the churches, the height is over 80 meters. Old cross will be replaced with new one.
Details of the pyramid in the Mexico pavilion at EPCOT Center.
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'Fac 51 Haçienda (better known simply as The Haçienda) was a nightclub and music venue in Manchester, England. It became most famous during the "Madchester" years of the late 1980s and early 1990s, during the 1990s it was labelled the most famous club in the world by Newsweek magazine.
The Haçienda opened in 1982, and despite considerable and persistent financial troubles survived until 1997 – during much of this time the club was mainly supported by record sales from New Order. The Haçienda is associated with the rise of acid house and rave music. (Wikipaedia)
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Three of the most well-known London skyscrapers at night: the Walkie-Talkie, the Cheesegrater and the Gherkin.
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Three clowns embodying sympathy and seriousness, seated on parched grass, accompanied by a vintage porcelain puppet, collectively posing amidst a forsaken garden teeming with weeds and withered shrubs outside a decrepit house featuring fractured windows, peeling paint, under a storm-laden sky, digital noise trace photography captured from a worm's-eye view, generous angle, enhanced lighting casting dynamic shadows, 30
The Three Sisters are an unusual rock formation in the Blue Mountains of New South Wales, Australia, on the north escarpment of the Jamison Valley.
Three first order BN SD60Ms lead a COLX Columbia loads over the east channel of the Mississippi on June 23, 2000. Was rare catching three of the same BN 60s on a coal train so I chased this one past St. Paul even after BNSF turned it over to the CP.
Was also rare to see a meet of coal trains here in Minneapolis on the east end of the Wayzata Sub. The two crossings on Nicollet Island would be blocked during the meet, and there was a hand throw switch at Holden Street, the west end of the Auxiliary Track that the Detroit Edison empty was on. Of course looks different here now with the changes when the Northstar started running.