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For two days last week Trafalgar Square was grassed over. This was part of an initiative to convince us that London is actually a collection of villages. Right...
As the days went on the invasion of the foreigners became more and more apparent.
Kai and Kaze decided to walk the streets to attempt to protect the locals from the wrath and greed that the foreigners were raining down on those less fortunate daily.
As they exited the shop they found exactly what they were looking for. Demon Dodge, Evil Emil and Fleetin' Ethan were all three ready for them.
Quickly they nodded to one another and Kaze took off at a run. He leapt into the air as he was trained to do, his legs taking on the crane formation. His face was determined, angry even. With his youth it was normal for him to be a hothead, but in times like this it wasn't a bad thing. His anger would fuel him.
Kai on the other hand took a protective stance, his eyes hard, cold and calculating. He'd get the two that were left, his sword sliced the air with a speed that was unmatched by his opponents.
Demon Dodge's eyes blazed with determination, his blades at the ready in a stance that was typical to those that were not of this place.
Evil Emil, known to be the most twisted of them, had a look on his face of sheer glee at the blood fray that was about to ensue. It was known that he took delight in others pain and even their deaths.
All that Kai could think is, "they do not belong" as he struck out finally at his enemy. HIs heritage, his training, his composure was second to none of his age, his eyes shone black in the night, colorless during the day. Only this time, they were cold as a black ice running down your spine.
The battle would begin, but where would it end?
The Icelandic turf houses were the product of a difficult climate, offering superior insulation compared to buildings solely made of wood or stone, and the relative difficulty in obtaining other construction materials in sufficient quantities.
I think this one was inhabited by cows.
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This photo always makes us giggle! During our touring holiday in Ireland we came across this scene. Our coach, full of tourists, pulled over to have a look. The peat farmers must have been dumbfounded to find out their daily activity was worth a photo stop. (What would my father have thought if a coachful of people had pulled over to photograph him while he was at work on the land??? LOL!)
F.Y.I. : Peat (turf) is an organic fuel formed by the accumulation and partial decomposition of vegetable matter. Peat deposition is the first step in the formation of coal. Peatland or bogland covers about 15% of Ireland. Peat in its natural state is 90 to 95 per cent water. In the summer time peat or "turf" is cut into blocks with a spade and set in stacks to dry. When dry, the blocks weigh from three quarters of a pound to two pounds each. Dried peat burns easily with a smoky flame and a distinct (pleasant?) odour.
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Using turf as a roof covering was pretty standard practice in Iceland during through the 19th century due to it's abundance and insulating properties.
Iceland´s turf buildings are unique in the world. From the settlement of Iceland around 900 AD until the early 20th century Icelandic people lived in such buildings.
Popped out this weekend to try out my new Benro C3770TN tripod. Pleased so far. Lets hope it lasts longer than previous Manfrotto and Giottos models I've owned.
Long exposure taken using a Canon EOS 7D with Lee Big Stopper & 0.6ND Grad filters.
Processed using Snapseed for the iPad.
A lift on the water to a car free pub. Sounds good to me. Maybe next time I'm in Topsham. Don't drink and drive, take the ferry instead. www.turfpub.net
With the Singapore Turf Club closing its doors by 2027 to make way for redevelopment, events like horse racing will soon be a thing of the past in Singapore.
The Singapore Derby races held last weekend may well be one of the last few races to have played before the final races which scheduled to be held on October 2024.
Nothing says summer more than hummingbirds in the garden flowers. We cultivate lots of bee balm and hot lips to keep them happy. Sometimes they have turf wars over most desirable and delectable flowers. The photo was taken in July 2024, with my trusty Olympus digital camera. Enjoy and stay well.
Burnley 1 - 0 Swansea City
We won by getting a penalty in the 94th minute. It was handball.
Before the game there was a 2 minute silence for Remembrance Sunday. A trumpeter played the Last Post. It made me well up… it was very emotional.
I live about 8 or 9 miles from the stadium. Through the mist that you can see on the hillside.
Turf Moor
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Much like traditional homes, even churches in the Faroes can have turf roofs. This one happens to be in Skálavík, a small village of less than 200 on the eastern coast of Sandoy. The town is home to a couple of famous Faroese authors, although honestly, famous by Faroese stands is unknown by global standards. The church itself was built way back in 1891.
There's not a ton of villages to see on Sandoy. Within a span of about 20 minutes you can drive from the ferry port in Skopun, through Magn, and into Skalavik. Of course, add some time to walk around a bit, but overall, that's like half the island. Add in time to drive to a couple more remote villages if you like, and you have yourself a nice little day trip.
Blogged: www.aisleseatplease.com/blog/2016/8/24/skalavik-turf-church
Two Great Blue Herons struggle for dominance in a ritual reminiscent of Sumo Wrestling. The blue on the left won.
I had finished shooting and was almost back to the truck when I heard some vigorous heron squawks down at the beach. I rushed to the crest of the dune line and was able to snap this before they disengaged. The best action usually happens as soon as you turn your back...
Turf Fen Mill (1875) in the Norfolk Broads, was used to drain Horning Marsh into the River Ant.
I was in the area on Saturday, so made a special effort to visit for sunset, and it didn't disappoint! The wind dropped at the end of the day, giving me a great reflection of the mill in the River Ant.
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