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Soak up the sun
Affirm life’s magic
Be graceful in the wind
Stand tall after a storm
Feel refreshed after it rains
Grow strong without notice
Be prepared for each season
Provide shelter to strangers
Hang tough through a cold spell
Emerge renewed at the first signs of spring
Stay deeply rooted while reaching for the sky
Be still long enough to
hear your own leaves rustling.
["Think Like a Tree" by Karen Shrag]
a walk into a thin place for Andrew
my textures & photoshop
Affirmer sa solitude revient à aborder sa peur, surtout la peur de mourir, et à mesurer sa propre puissance.
Jacqueline Kelen
A powerful affirmation on my birthday day! 🎈
The world has become a very harsh place.
Reconnect with your heart by noticing the sweetness in life.
Feeling gratitude and appreciation for all of life's loveliness will awaken a renewed sense of peace and happiness within you!
🍊Calamondin oranges (Citrus mitis) are believed to have originated in China and are found throughout Southeast Asia, especially in the Philippines. Their small white flowers produce a delicate and sweet citrus fragrance. While these small trees are mostly ornamental, the colorful, juicy but very tart fruits can be used in teas and marinades, to flavor drinks, and to make a delicious marmalade.
@Hershey Gardens
au milieu des vignes, toujours droit dans ses bottes, et vous affirme qu'il n'a jamais, au grand jamais, bu ne serait-ce qu'un verre de vin. Et pourtant, c'est un beau terroir.
“Buddhists draw . . . attention to the fact that [the] Christian faith is too talkative. They remind us that words about God are authentic only if they flow from a profound experience of prayer.”
-Ovey N. Mohammed, “Buddhist-Catholic Dialogue,” Celebrate 31, no. 6
“If I affirm myself as a Catholic merely by denying all that is Muslim, Jewish, Protestant, Hindu, Buddhist, etc., in the end I will find that there is not much left for me to affirm as a Catholic: and certainly no breath of the Spirit with which to affirm it.”
-Thomas Merton, CGB, pg. 141
Hi again everyone. I've decided to take a small break from flickr because I have some things to attend to before we start our trek through central Australia in September.
I'd particularly like to say thanks for all of your support and comments. No doubt I will do the occasional upload during this break but I won't be here on flickr anywhere near as much as I have been in the past. I'll be back online properly in September and I hope you'll come along and join me on our journey to Uluru, Alice Springs and Central Australia.
Just so nobody is worried by my absence, I'd just like to say that everything is going good for me at the moment and that is a big part of why I'm so short on time. Those of you who have been around for a long time know what I'm talking about and I'd particularly like to say a big THANK YOU to all of you who have been there to support me in the past. Your love and kindness has been a HUGE part of my getting better and I'd like to dedicate this photo and this song by Savage Garden particularly to you!
Who would have thought I would find such inspiration from the friends that I've found on flickr? I'm constantly amazed at all of my contacts' and regulars' talent, ability, empathy and kindness. You guys are an affirmation of everything that is wonderful about photography and flickr!
A troubled mind
Trenches of dirt too deep
With its vines intertwined
It planted the seed
Wailful words it was condemned to believe
Were the catalyst that set it free
A deluded mind speaks the truth in lies
Fabricating your fables with its self deceit
Scrutiny will not bury the seed
Validation from tenacious eyes is not what it seeks
A seed is what it chooses to be
But you, the product of its never ending story
Is this all you amount to be?
A jester within the twisted web you weave
Vengeance lies in what will become obsolete
As the truth is something you will never reach
A seed finds comfort behind the distorted belief
That everything is exactly as it seems
You, the blind pilot behind the windshield of dreams
The key lies in the bullet that remains with me
A troubled mind has learned to breathe
Through false affirmation that you buried it to sea
When signals set your ship to sail
Pray that the person awaiting you is not me
Elle marchait d’un pas timide, presque invisible parmi la foule … un instant suspendu, un sourire échangé, et je lui ai proposé de poser pour moi !
Elle a hésité, les yeux fuyants comme si elle demandait la permission au vent. Pourtant, elle a accepté, affrontant sa pudeur comme on affronte un miroir pour la première fois.
Chaque regard, chaque geste trahissait l’effort de s’affirmer, de dire silencieusement « Me voilà ».
Elle a fait de son mieux, vraiment … et dans ce mieux, il y avait une beauté sincère, fragile, mais vraie !
Comme promis, la photo lui sera envoyée, un simple message pour lui rappeler qu’elle a su oser …
Il faut parfois un peu de chance pour croiser, au détour d’une rue, un moment aussi sincère 🤔
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She walked with a quiet, almost invisible step through the crowd … a fleeting instant, a shared smile, and I asked her to pose for me !
She hesitated, her eyes wandering as if asking the wind for permission. Yet she accepted, facing her shyness like one faces a mirror for the first time.
Every glance, every movement betrayed her effort to assert herself, to silently say, “Here I am.”
She gave her best … and within that effort was a beauty, sincere and fragile, yet true.
As promised, the photo will reach her inbox, a gentle reminder that she dared to try …
Sometimes, it just takes a little luck to encounter such an honest moment in the street 🤔
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Restes de l'ancien hôtel de ville datant de 1552
L'ancien hôtel de ville était l'un des plus beaux fleurons de l'architecture Renaissance à Ammerschwihr avant sa destruction par les bombardements de décembre 1944. À l'heure actuelle, seule subsiste la façade du rez-de-chaussée conservée comme monument commémoratif du martyre de la cité. Une porte d'entrée surmontée des armoiries de la ville permettait l'accès aux étages, tandis qu'une porte cochère flanquée de deux larges fenêtres donnait sur le rez-de-chaussée du bâtiment. Le décor de la façade est très typé et associe le végétal à l'animal ou le végétal à l'humain, ou encore chacun exploité individuellement. Dans la partie supérieure de la porte cochère, des médaillons d'empereurs décorent l'ensemble de la construction. De nombreuses marques de tâcherons permettent d'affirmer que l'atelier des tailleurs de pierres était composé d'une dizaine de personnes.
Un grand merci pour vos favoris, commentaires et encouragements toujours très appréciés.
Many thanks for your much appreciated favorites and comment
Genesis 2:17 King James Version (KJV)
17 But of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, thou shalt not eat of it: for in the day that thou eatest thereof thou shalt surely die.
La Lozère dans toutes ses formes
que voyez vous?
Un chignon déstructuré, signifie une personnalité de nature franche et spontanée. À l'opposé, un chignon « tiré » démontre une femme ambitieuse qui a confiance en elle, et qui ose s'affirmer.
Le chignon remonte à la Grèce et à la Rome antiques, où il était déjà une coiffure populaire pour les femmes.
Dans les gorges du Tarn avec les Bateliers de la Malène (Lozère France)
I will be your Father,and you will be my sons and daughters, say the Lord Almighty..
2 Corinthians 6:18
affirmation:
i have no body
i have no mind
i have no spirit
i am just the breath of God
the breath of life
breath of life
breath of God
in spanish
afirmación:
no tengo cuerpo, no tengo mente, no tengo espíritu
soy solo el aliento de Dios, aliento de vida
aliento de Dios, aliento de vida
my favorite affirmation given by my yoga teacher; yogi bhajan
AN AFFIRMATION OF SELFLESS LOYALTY
My fearless heart
Of diamond clarity
Where expression and thought
Are proof of your bravery, justice and swiftness
That cut through ignorance and malcontent
To reveal the pristine awareness of being
Where the freedom of the mind
Is like the sweet chorus of the birds
*****
Sometimes the reinforcement of gracious qualities and love can be a good thing.
So I decided to start an Album on Flickr doing just that.
I like to take shots of the things I have collected over the years that are sharing their presence with me in my home.
Some of my Grail shots have this quality, but often the poem ends up being longer than an affirmation, to me they end up more like a prayer. You can see the Album that contains those works in my Flickr account as well.
But in a sense this is the same principle, as the things I have collected over the years often have a sacred presence or meaning, so I thought I would start to share them here.
On rainy days or when I am not in a writing mood, it is good to still keep working, using the camera in this way, and it is not only enjoyable, it is an opportunity to appreciate these wonderful sacred items and sculptures all over again, and listen to what they have to say.
This Garuda is a modern piece, but the history, energy and protective instinct is the same as from his first incarnation.
This shot is from where he resides, in my glass cabinet, where I keep many other precious things..
Particular entity
Existence affirmed
Web of belief
The image's aesthetic qualities—its colors, textures, and composition—are part of one set of beliefs, while the flower's biological properties—its species, its life cycle—are part of another.
"To be is to be the value of a bound variable." - Willard van Orman Quine
Nikon Nikkor 55mm f1.2 Reversed
"Everything comes out in blues music: joy , pain , struggle . Blues is affirmation with absolute elegance"
Wynton Marsalis
EVERY DAY
You can leave me in the light
And not worry about finding me
You must surely know
That I will always seek you out
When you feel your sanity
Might be in doubt
When your heart feels sore
And you can’t take anymore
When you hide in dark corners
Shunning the current conversation
All so trite and full of spite
Come and find me
Where you left me
Just look for the light
Because that is me calling you
Every moment of the day
From the light
Look it’s alright
From the light
I love you
From the light
Day and night
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Thank you to my Friends and Followers,
an Affirmation for Every Day.
Dear friends and followers, and those who have viewed and faved recently on my last batch of work. I have been thinking of you all and wanting to get back to you before now.
The past few days I have been unwell however, but recovering now.
So this was just a little offering to keep you all going until I can cast my eyes over your lovely work and thank you all for supporting me.
Grail Keepers do not forget their friends. Grail Keepers are people who do not forget and have loyalty as their middle name.
Behind the scenes I have been working, thinking. Seems to me we need beauty and decency back in this world. We need the sort of values that anybody, regardless of who or what they are, or what faith they follow, can have.
A Grail Keeper in my mind is someone who will help in this way, even if its only in small ways, it all adds up to something bigger.
Martin Luther King was a Grail Keeper. John Lennon was a Grail Keeper. Mother Teresa was a Grail Keeper. Alexei Navalny was a Grail Keeper. There are so many, the list could go on.
These are courageous well known examples. But there are also Grail Keepers who work diligently in their own communities. There are Grail Keepers who perform small acts of kindness every day.
I want to start to expand on this idea, and the work I do I hope will bring some light into this dark uncertain world of ours. It doesn’t have to be this way, and Grail Keepers even if its only in a simple, small way, need to find their courage and continue to hold up a light.
This work is from Glynde Church, in Sussex in the UK. I take my Grails out into the area I know and have lived in all my life. With them I seek to find a connection to the spiritual world that will heal and enlighten.
Short of having you there with me, the least I can do is share my work in images and words.
And as always, if you would like to see more of my work, have a look at my website at:
March 13th, 2024. Dear Friends...I am still catching up...if I haven't got to you yet, I will.
Meanwhile...The Grail is obsessing me again, when does it not you might ask. Fair point. I really think there is going to be more written as I think upon it. I mean, I have thought about it pretty much all my life, but I think it has a poignant relevance now. I can see some Blogs might get written in the future, especially on the Grail Keeper theme. Modern Grail Keepers are also our future.
Think of any? Might be somebody in your local community.
Like the Post Master in mine, who helped me sort out the right postage to get my new Driving License there and back safely. He got it in the right envelopes and everything for me.
My notes are expanding. But then so is love for the Grail.
All my love everybody, Shell x
Excerpt from aht.ca/who-we-are/our-history/:
Anishnawbe Health Toronto (AHT) is a vision of the late Elder, Joe Sylvester.
Initial efforts began with a diabetes research project, which realized that a more comprehensive approach to health care was needed by the Aboriginal community.
In response, Anishnawbe Health Resources was incorporated in 1984. One of its objectives stated, “To recover, record and promote Traditional Aboriginal practices where possible and appropriate.”
In 1989, having successfully secured resources from the Ministry of Health, Anishnawbe Health Toronto became recognized and funded as a community health centre.
Since then, AHT has and continues to grow to meet the needs of the community it serves. As a fully accredited community health centre, AHT offers access to health care practitioners from many disciplines including Traditional Healers, Elders and Medicine People. Ancient ceremonies and traditions, intrinsic to our health care model are available. Our work with the homeless has evolved from early directions of crisis intervention to our current efforts of working with those who seek to escape homelessness. Training programs offer community members the opportunity to learn and grow in a culture-based setting.
Today, AHT not only promotes Traditional Aboriginal practices but has affirmed and placed them at its core. Its model of health care is based on Traditional practices and approaches and is reflected in the design of its programs and services.
Night without a DAY
Day without a NIGHT🌙
Somebody wanders maybe into my DREAMS 💭
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♫ www.youtube.com/watch?v=uH9vdvK9Xwo - Gaia MESIAH
I may not be the pretty skinny girl who has her picture gawked at, but I am me. I am a human being, and I am happy with myself. I have curves, and I don't wear a size 2. Call me what you want, I know I truly am.
I believe the sun should never set upon an argument
I believe we place our happiness in other people's hands
I believe that junk food tastes so good because it's bad for you
I believe your parents did the best job they knew how to do
I believe that beauty magazines promote low self esteem
I believe I'm loved when I'm completely by myself alone
I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned
I believe you can't appreciate real love 'til you've been burned
I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side
I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye
I believe you can't control or choose your sexuality
I believe that trust is more important than monogamy
I believe your most attractive features are your heart and soul
I believe that family is worth more than money or gold
I believe the struggle for financial freedom is unfair
I believe the only ones who disagree are millionaires
I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned
I believe you can't appreciate real love 'til you've been burned
I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side
I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye
I believe forgiveness is the key to your own happiness
I believe that wedded bliss negates the need to be undressed
I believe that God does not endorse tv evangelists
I believe in love surviving death into eternity
I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned
I believe you can't appreciate real love 'til you've been burned
I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side
I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye
Until you say goodbye
-Savage Garden "Affirmation"
I didn’t become who I am alone.
The people I’ve let close - the rare few - have shaped my architecture. Some challenged me and forced me to grow sharper; some offered quiet stability and taught me how to rest without vanishing; some widened the inner horizon I didn’t know could hold so much light.
And others, in their own ways, taught me refinement through fracture; not because they intended harm - though sometimes they did - but because not everyone is capable of seeing someone clearly, even when standing right in front of them. Every bond - tender, volatile, brief, or breathtaking - has become part of my design.
I still believe in beauty, not as decoration, but as something constructed with intention, protected with discernment, and chosen again and again in spite of everything that may try to dismantle it.
...vues par ma nièce, Geneviève...
Je peux aussi affirmer que c'est un bonheur d'y admirer un coucher de soleil ...
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Les îles de la Madeleine sont un archipel canadien du golfe du Saint-Laurent appartenant au Québec. Ses habitants sont les Madelinots et les Madeliniennes.
fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Îles_de_la_Madeleine
Si vous désirez les découvrir davantage virtuellement
www.tourismeilesdelamadeleine.com/fr/decouvrir-les-iles/
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Vous lire est un plaisir. Merci de vos commentaires, votre visite, vos invitations et favoris!
To read your comments is a pleasure. Thank you for your visit, comments, invitations and faves!
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ATTENTION!
Pas d'invitations à des groupes dont les photos du pool sont inaccessibles aux non-membres!
No invitations to groups whose photos of the pool are inaccessible to non-members!
of a coldness to the touch with the fingers
of hurting and healing simultaneously
in the familiarity of a warm heart
Kaya Project ft.Randolph Matthews ~ Playful New World
This is the nice side of the confinement, as there was a small jar labeled NHS with money already in it. Some of the stones were intricately decorated others more child-like. It was very touching and life affirming.
“Both the grand and the intimate aspects of nature can be revealed in the expressive photograph. Both can stir enduring affirmations and discoveries, and can surely help the spectator in his search for identification with the vast world of natural beauty and wonder surrounding him.” - Ansel Adams
You are amazing! Yes - You :-).
I just love this video by the Duirwaigh team.
uk.youtube.com/watch?v=f4CG18FPCj0
"When inspiration knocks - open the door."
Have a lovely day!
All images and textures are my own.
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La ficaire fait le printemps
Cette affirmation rappelle un proverbe à propos d’un autre symbole du printemps, l’hirondelle (sous-entendu l’hirondelle rustique, l’espèce qui niche au plus près des hommes dans les fermes et arrive dès les premiers jours d’avril). Effectivement, il existe un lien avec cet oiseau via le nom anglais de la ficaire : lesser celandine ; lesser de nouveau pour « petite » mais celandine dérive du vieux français célidoine, la chélidoine. On recroise aussi cette dernière dans un autre nom ancien de la ficaire : Chelidonium minus, la petite chélidoine. Or, chélidoine dérive lui-même de chelidôn, l’hirondelle, que l’on retrouve dans le surnom d’herbe à l’hirondelle (swallow-wort en anglais). Cette association remonte à Dioscoride, le célèbre botaniste grec de l’Antiquité, qui déclarait que la chélidoine fleurissait à l’arrivée des hirondelles et mourrait quand elles partaient ; là-dessus est venu se greffer une légende : les hirondelles récoltaient des feuilles de chélidoine pour frotter les yeux collés de leurs oisillons et leur rendre la vue (on retombe sur les propriétés médicinales ophtalmiques !). Par déformation, ce nom a donné au Moyen-âge « coeli donum », don du ciel d’autant que l’hirondelle représente un oiseau céleste (qui reste en l’air) et est associé au soleil et au ciel. Ainsi, ficaire et chélidoine se trouvent à jamais unies pour saluer l’arrivée du printemps !
Plusieurs des surnoms de la ficaire renvoient à sa couleur jaune d’or brillante dont jauneau ou pot au beurre. Ce dernier nom, outre l’allusion directe à la couleur jaune, rappelle une pratique connue des enfants d’autrefois à la campagne (j’en fais partie !!) : on place une fleur de ficaire (ou de renoncule : voir paragraphe suivant) sous le menton d’un(e) ami(e) et on lui demande « Aimes-tu le beurre ? » et la réponse s’écrit immédiatement sur le menton sous la forme d’un halo jaune doré projeté par la fleur magique ! Cette capacité de réfléchir un faisceau de lumière jaune intrigue depuis longtemps les biologistes et le mécanisme physique commence seulement à être pleinement compris (1) : il implique la structure cellulaire de l’épiderme des pétales. La lumière traverse la couche superficielle épidermique transparente chargée de pigment tandis qu’une coloration diffuse jaunâtre provient de la dispersion de la lumière par une couche sous-jacente chargée de grains d’amidon. Une mince couche d’air qui sépare ces deux couches explique la réflexion orientée du faisceau lumineux. L’ensemble donne cette apparence si brillante, intense qui doit certainement jouer un rôle dans l’attraction des insectes pollinisateurs (voir ci-dessous). Cette illumination dégage de la chaleur et fait de ces fleurs en sous-bois des sites chauffés pour les visiteurs et donc plus attractifs.
"I found Rome a city of bricks and left it a city of marble." Augustus.
Of all the temples of the Roman Empire that have survived to this day, none has been preserved in such good conditions as the spectacular Pantheon in Rome. Although the first Pantheon was built in the year 27 b.C. in this same place by the general Agrippa, right hand of the emperor Augustus, and whose name is in the frieze of the portico, that first temple was destroyed by a fire. For what the architectural jewel that has arrived until our days is a posterior reconstruction commissioned by the emperor Hadrian, almost 150 years after the first temple was inaugurated.
The name of its architect is not totally clear, but many historians attribute its construction to the work of the great master Apollodorus of Damascus. When you enter the building, the first thing that leaves you astonished is its immense dome, which was the largest in the world until Brunelleschi raised the one in the Cathedral of Florence in 1436. In the center of it, the oculus will not go unnoticed by anyone, it lets the light pass during the day and through it the rain falls inside the temple, leaving through some strategically placed holes in the ground. And as we look down, the fascination continues with the brightly colored walls and marble floors, with the columns and their perfect capitals, with the niches that now house statues of saints as they once did with the Roman deities and with every detail of the decoration.
The Pantheon, unlike most Roman pagan temples, has reached our days almost intact due to its conversion into a church in 608. A twist of fate that allows us to marvel even today with its almost supernatural perfection, with which believers and atheists will surely agree to affirm that it honors their initial consecration as a place of worship for all the gods.
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"Encontré Roma como una ciudad de ladrillo y la dejé como una ciudad de mármol." Augusto.
De entre todos los templos del Imperio Romano que han llegado hasta nuestros días, ninguno se ha conservado en tan buenas condiciones como el espectacular Panteón de Roma. A pesar de que el primer Panteón fue construido en el año 27 a.C. en este mismo lugar por el general Agripa, mano derecha del emperador Augusto, y cuyo nombre se encuentra en el friso del pórtico, ese primer templo fue destruido por un incendio. Por lo que la joya arquitectónica que ha llegado hasta nuestros días es una reconstrucción posterior encargada por el emperador Adriano, casi 150 años después de que el primer templo se inaugurara.
No se sabe a ciencia cierta el nombre del arquitecto, pero muchos historiadores atribuyen su construcción al trabajo del gran maestro Apolodoro de Damasco. Cuando se entra en el edificio lo primero que nos deja estupefactos es su inmensa cúpula, que fue la más grande del mundo hasta que Brunelleschi levantó la de la Catedral de Florencia en 1436. En el centro de ella, para nadie pasará desapercibido el óculo, que deja pasar la luz durante el día y a través del cual la lluvia cae dentro del templo, marchándose por unos agujeros estratégicamente situados en el suelo. Y al bajar la vista, la fascinación continúa con las paredes y el suelo de mármol de vivos colores, con las columnas y sus perfectos capiteles, con los nichos que hoy albergan estatuas de santos como en su día hicieron con las deidades romanas y con cada detalle de la decoración.
El Panteón, a diferencia de la mayoría de templos paganos romanos, ha llegado a nuestros días casi intacto debido a su conversión en iglesia en el año 608. Un giro del destino que nos permite aún hoy maravillarnos con su casi sobrenatural perfección, la cual tanto creyentes como ateos seguramente estarán de acuerdo en afirmar, que hace honor a su consagración inicial como lugar de culto para todos los dioses.
~~Le long des quais, l’identité maritime s’affirme : criée, chantiers de constructions navales, pontons accueillant des bateaux de toute nature y compris des voiliers de course le temps d’un départ de transat.
~~Ce port, peu profond, abrita toutefois jusqu'à 600 chaloupes pendant la saison de la sardine et, par la suite, les thoniers vinrent s'y ajouter. Des maisons bourgeoises sont édifiées le long des quais hors de la « Ville close ». Cette dernière devient, en cette période, un quartier populaire abritant matelots et sardinières. La Station de biologie marine de Concarneau est fondée par Victor Coste en 1859. Il s'agit de la plus ancienne station marine du monde.
~~À partir de 1851, les premières conserveries, remplaçant progressivement les fritures et les presses à sardines, apparaissent. Elles sont spécialisées dans la sardine et le thon. Elles feront la fortune de quelques négociants et permettront une élévation du niveau de vie de la population.
~~ En 1877, la ville compte 20 usines dont l'usine Béziers et en 1900 30 usines employant 2 000 ouvrières (qui portent la coiffe penn sardin) sur une population de 7 000 habitants. ~~À partir de 1902, la disparition des grands bancs de sardines plonge Concarneau dans la misère.
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badly decaying music room at the long abandoned Oddfellows Complex in Liberty,MO.The complex was once one of the biggest in the US,boasting a hospital,school,retirement home,and an orphanage closed for good in the '70s . This was shot in the old nursing home which,according to employees and paranormal investigators, is the most haunted of the remaining buildings. There is a morgue in the basement here, and if I had known that, I might have walked a little faster while I was "exploring in there...