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Das jährliche halb Deutsche / halb Britische Lagerfeuer, entzündet um dem armen Guy Fawks einzuheizen. Und den (glühweingeniessenden) Zuschauern.
War ein schöner Abend. Wenn ich mich auch immer noch nicht mit dem Konzept des Scheiterhaufens anfreunden kann. Und die jährliche Wiederholung der symbolischen Verbrennung die Sache nicht gerade besser macht...
The yearly half German / half British bonfire to fire the old, poor Guy Fawks up. And warm up the audience (while enjoying their spiced wine).
Was a nice evening. Although I still can't get used to the concept of stake burning. And the yearly repetition of this symbolic burning doesn't help me at the least...
Lag BaOmer (Hebrew: ל״ג בעומר), also Lag B'Omer, is a Jewish holiday celebrated on the 33rd day of the Counting of the Omer, which occurs on the 18th day of the Hebrew month of Iyar.
This day marks the hillula (celebration, interpreted by some as anniversary of death) of Rabbi Shimon bar Yochai, a Mishnaic sage and leading disciple of Rabbi Akiva in the 2nd century, and the day on which he revealed the deepest secrets of kabbalah in the form of the Zohar (Book of Splendor), a landmark text of Jewish mysticism. This association has spawned several well-known customs and practices on Lag BaOmer, including the lighting of bonfires, pilgrimages to the tomb of Bar Yochai in the northern Israeli town of Meron, and various customs at the tomb itself.[1]
Beach bonfires are the perfect ending to anyday at the beach. The clouds on this day wouldn't let up until the very last bit of light faded away. Just missing some smores.
Mike D.
Un altro scatto dalla Focarazza di Roccalbegna, potrei fotografare il fuoco per ore senza mai annoiarmi.. Il fuoco si specchia sull'acqua.
Another click of Focarazza Roccalbegna, I could photograph the fire for hours and never get bored ..The focus is reflected in the water
Remember, remember, the 5th of November...
Remember remember the 5th of November,
The Gunpowder, Treason and Plot,
I know of no reason why the gunpowder treason
should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, 'twas his intent
to blow up the King and the Parliament.
Three score barrels of powder below,
Poor old England to overthrow:
By God's providence he was catch'd
With a dark lantern and burning match.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, make the bells ring.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the King!
Hip hip hoorah!
A penny loaf to feed the Pope.
A farthing o' cheese to choke him.
A pint of beer to rinse it down.
A faggot of sticks to burn him.
Burn him in a tub of tar.
Burn him like a blazing star.
Burn his body from his head.
Then we'll say ol' Pope is dead.
Hip hip huzzah!
Hip hip huzzah!
(ad. 1605 - Common Folk Rhyme)
A bit different bonfire than usual.
Trying to go through old photos to get some additional space to my laptop to fill it with new photos :)
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A column of flames from the base of a pile of branches from our annual Canadian Thanksgiving bonfire.
Why is it we're so fascinated by fire? And why does it have to start so young? We had another bonfire tonight, trying to get the garden back under control, and I took the opportunity to talk to my seven-year-old about fire, about respect for it and how dangerous it can be if not controlled. He's a good boy and he listened, and was lecturing Mrs Mac about it over dinner, so I have some hope.
No boys were harmed during the making of this photo...
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