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"Winter is nature's way of saying, "Up yours." ~ Robert Byrne
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I was also wondering if I should have ordered Cold Seafood Platter ($32.95) that contained a half Florida lobster, stone crab claws, shrimp and oysters, but decided to focus on the more interesting of the lot. A 4-top at the table beside ours (who wanted table service, but was met with the realization that this was a take-away spot) went for the combo packs.
I was taken by the size of the cocktail shrimp. If only, if only...
GST Voles Day at Maulden Roundhouse Field 27/2/2018 TL0638 & specifically TL069384
Hi All,
Thanks to those who came down to Maulden Heath for the task today - it was certainly a cool one!
Despite the cold we achieved everything that I had hoped to and were able to beat an early retreat once the snow started.
Next week’s task is at Ampthill Park; meet in the West Car Park at 10am.
Thanks,
Tim
Tim Spencer
Countryside Ranger
The Greensand Trust
Hail Tim & Fellow Voles & Supporters
On Tuesday and in light of the weather prognosis I decided to risk yet another "late on parade" reprimand by starting at Maulden Church and enjoy a amble to the Roundhouse field where I found a merry band of Voles cutting Blackthorn regrowth on the path at the NE corner. In the distance I could hear mechanical noise and see wisps of smoke from a nascent bonfire. The Voles had already fully loaded a tarp ready to drag to the fire but I could get no willing helpers to assist me in that job so I sulked off to the other activities and helped Big Jim tidy away from the fence line a big pile of rotting pine trunks so that there was access for the Land Rover fencing team. There were also several newly felled conifers to dismember and clear away to the fire. Away round the rim of the field there were more felled trees of Oak and a Cherry and all through the day through blizzard and sunshine Voles staggered back and fro to the central fire and Jane's small team of stokers.
Obviously it was not just hard graft all day and in addition to the welcome jam and custard donuts we had the delightful jam scones lovingly prepared by Helen's Brownies to fend off the arctic conditions. with our first T Up call.
It was good to have with us our old mate Maryla for the morning and it was good to catch up.
Lunch break arrived just as the sky darkened and the the world resumed blizzard conditions from the gloom and snowflakes appeared an almost hysterical Erika (and Carolyn?) who was having the most fun ever almost cavorting around the bonfire and through snow flakes like something from "The Scottish Play". For some reason E wanted photographic evidence of the Voles madness and I hope we shall see our happy band on a screen near you very soon.
Just as quickly as the blizzard came the sky changed to a bright azure blue decorated with puffy nimbus but having almost finished most of the tasks set for the day orders were given to retreat and so I staggered my way back to Maulden Church past frozen ponds and paths feeling happy but properly exercised by saw, lopper and tarp, hopefully not painfully so.
See you next week and hopefully you will enjoy some of my snaps as usual at www.flickr.com/photos/pitzys_pyx/26651616618/in/datetaken/ and left clicks from there.
JP
Okay - so it's not really cold... It's not even Irish... But it IS rain.. And most of the picture got cut off somehow in the translation.. And no - you're not crazy - it IS moving just a tiny bit as it plays...
I'm just toying with a way to add music to my photos without having to click away to some other site, and relying on whatever version someone else has made available - if any.. When I add a piece of music to the description, I want the viewer to view the photo and listen to the music at the same time. They are meant to enhance one another, in the way a good diptych plays one photo off against another, and together they create something more than the sum of their parts... Not that this is a particularly good diptych - I'm just sayin'... That's the intent..
Besides, it's a way for me to share music that I bought and paid for, and believe I have every right to use or abuse in any way I see fit. Bought before the music police decided that they own the music - you are only purchasing the right to listen to it in the manner that they agree to, and only until such time as they see fit to take it away from you...
I was raised in the day when you bought music - that is, you were free to do whatever you wanted to do with YOUR copy of the music - listen to it - not listen to it - smash it into smithereens with a claw hammer - leave it in the car and watch it curl up in the heat - copy it to tape, give it to a friend - sing along with it, or bury it in the back yard... It was yours... You owned it.. And the artist was happy with his money, and went out and made more music if he wanted more money..
By the Way - This is Alannah Myles - one of the most under-rated and under-played artists of her day. She's not very active these days - probably put off by the music police and the politics of the game.. The song is called "Cold Irish Rain"...
All I can say is... "Bwah-ha-ha-hah!"
It's another Christmas present, and I love it. I'm old enough to remember the tail end of the Cold War, and it's kind of scary talking with people that have completely forgotten about it.
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Cold War Kids
Sonic Boom 2013
Northlands Grounds | Edmonton, AB
August 31st & Sept 1st, 2013
indian tradition: when someone is getting married, a mixture of coconut milk and tumeric is poured over the bride and her bridal party. this here is the bride. she's freezing. sitting next to her in the purple is the brides sister and bridesmaid. my cousins.
Trying to do the dailyshoot.com assignments...this is a day late. Something snow, ice, etc. Found this ice on my way out the door and grabbed a shot of it.
Frankly, it wasn't *that* cold but everyone's a sissy around here when it gets below 50 degrees (myself included). After all, that's one of the reasons I moved down here.