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I know it's frowsy but, when I have more time, I will build it inside a tidy steel box. This device will control the a/c in my absence, making sure my kids will stay comfortable. I'm waiting for FedEX to deliver a pilot relay and a programmable thermostat. The pilot relay may not be necessary, but I'm afraid the thermostat could not directly drive the 40 amp contactor. The manufacturer does not specify max current output, let alone for a reactive load. I'm not going to be here to operate the a/c should it fail, so it needs to be as reliable as possible.
Most all evaporative air conditioners are simple on/off devices; turn them on when you get hot; turn them off when you get cold. Since I'm not going to be home for three days, this device is necessary to modulate the a/c, so my cats will stay comfortable.
A word of thanks to the contractor involved who was mowing first cut silage near Rathcormac County Cork
This 2009 fully air conditioned three cabin owner's version Leopard 40 design delivers her owner excellent speed and easy handling, while providing loads of light and ventilation throughout the vessel.
The vessel presents in very good condition throughout and provides: sleeping for nine in total, three cabins including the owner's retreat consisting of the entire starboard hull including desk, extensive storage, large berth, an ensuite featuring a separate shower cubicle and air conditioning. To top it off the entire side can be closed off with folding doors for complete privacy. There are two additional cabins as well as a drop down dinette if needed, and another toilet and shower.
The fully equipped galley faces aft and features a serving window overlooking the cockpit. A large comfortable saloon also faces aft allowing for easy communication with those seated in the cockpit. Out back there is a full covered large cockpit offering protection and ample seating.
Economical reliable Yanmar diesels provide the power, and there is an excellent navigation system on board which includes Raymarine E-Series touch screen plotter and autopilot. All the rigging and sails are in good condition.
This is the first time that I have used the Zeiss Batis lens to photograph the various follies in St.Anne’s Park and I must admit that I am very happy with the results mainly because of the detail captured in the images that I have published online. I am so pleased with the 25mm lens that I have decided to purchase the new 18mm Batis if I can raise the cash. I am also considering the new Sony GM lenses but they may prove to be too expensive for me.
St. Annes is known for its follies, of which there are approximately ten, mainly around the Naniken river. The follies include a Herculanean Temple on a mock-ruined bridge abutment along the Naniken river, which served as a tearoom for the family, a Pompeian Water Temple of Isis on the banks of the duckpond, and the Annie Lee Tower and Bridge near the chestnut walk.
Other follies include Saint Anne's Well beside the duckpond, after which the park gets its name, the Hermitage Bridge, Yew Circle and Fountain (behind the formal walled garden beside the house), rustic cave and bridge, three rustic archways and a rock work feature. A "Druidic Circle" of Giant's Causeway basalt was lost at an earlier stage. An unusual folly is the Roman style viewing tower which stands on the hill overlooking the duckpond. This started out as an observation tower on the roof of the original house. Later, the tower was removed during extensive refurbishment of St. Anne's house in about 1873 and placed in its current location. It is modelled on the Tomb of the Julii at Glanum near St. Rémy in France.
Many of the follies are in a neglected condition at present, with graffiti being an ongoing problem. For example, the Roman style viewing tower is graffiti covered and has been closed for many years. In addition it is completely hidden by mature trees and could only be revealed by felling them, which would be detrimental to the environment of the park. An alternative proposal is that the tower be moved instead to the site of the old rockery, near the junction of James Larkin Road and Mount Prospect Avenue.
In 2010, Dublin City Council, with the support of the Heritage Council, commissioned a strategy by conservation architects (Shaffrey and Associates) for the long-term conservation of these follies, and it is planned to implement this on a phased basis. It is now 2016 and I have visited the park at least twice per year since 2010 and I am convinced that the follies are now in a worse condition than they were back in 2010 and I am not at all sure that they can be saved
There are two air conditioners in my flat. When I last April first moved in, one of them began leaking which prompted a phone call from management informing me of this quality of life abomination. At the time, in my ignorance, I didn't bother to inform the landlord: I simply started the other air conditioner up and, it working perfectly, didn't have to trouble myself over these infernal machines for a year.
Last week, however, that all changed. The other machine, which had held up so well as to beguile me into a false sense of climate-controlled security, unleashed a steady trickle of water - drip, drip, drip - onto the flats below. Nonetheless, what between the myriad professional revelations and the impact of years of spiritual checks inundating me this past week, taking care of this leaky contraption dropped off my radar, up until the verbal warnings given to me by the building management became written ones, to which I surely had to respond.
It took a few days to finally reach my landlord with whom I had rarely spoken since he took control of the flat a few months earlier. In the meantime, I had called the repairman - that same surly bloke who has visited me on numerous occasions during my stay in this building; a verily grim reaper of repairs - to attend to the matter of fixing the leaking units. He came, pulled the unit out from the wall after exerting himself mightily, and then judged the situation - hopeless. The air conditioners indeed were so old and were installed so ineptly that removing one from its precipitous resting place to examine, even, would destroy the machine as he had just discovered. The verdict was to scrap the air conditioners and to purchase new ones. The repairman left the carcass of the conditioner on the floor, and used its cover to plug up the gaping hole in the wall as best as he could.
The landlord and his wife eventually visited the flat a few days later. They had never seen the flat before, and had purchased it as though they were blind and dumb. Unfortunately, upon inspecting the awkward configuration of the unit and hearing its disrepair history, which I readily supplied, both they and I realized how we had been conned by the previous landlord, a shifty sales agent who knew how to cover structural blemishes with a wave of a hand and a few cajoling words. The flat, as far as they were concerned, was not as they had imagined in their ignorance based on the duplicity of the previous landlord; and little wonder that that landlord wanted me to take responsibility for the air conditioners, I realized! The new landlords, humbled by their tragic mistakes, departed my abode to consider their options, the foremost of which is to flip the flat as soon as possible.
Actually, it hasn't been too taxing to sleep without an air conditioner. I purchased a steady fan which can blow a comforting gale into my face for hours at a time without it offering as much as a flinch.
But, the bugs began crawling on the walls. They either came out of the air conditioning unit, or they came in from the outside, through the hole in the wall. I only noticed these diabolical, diminutive vermin a few days ago. I had just stepped out of the shower when I examined closely the wall and remarked, "crap, there are dozens of small bugs crawling on my wall!" The initial shock rattled me greatly, only to transform into an arctic chill deep within my bones when I saw a few of these insects on the frame of my bed. That they were the benign sort neither bent on eating my flesh nor crawling into my orifices was my prayer. Thankfully, they have so far stayed away from my pillow, settling instead comfortably on my wall where they have multiplied exponentially over the past few days. The landlord recommended getting the repairman to remove the air conditioning obstruction from my flat as soon as possible, and covering up the hole in the wall with plastic wrap as well.
There are two air conditioners in my flat. When I last April first moved in, one of them began leaking which prompted a phone call from management informing me of this quality of life abomination. At the time, in my ignorance, I didn't bother to inform the landlord: I simply started the other air conditioner up and, it working perfectly, didn't have to trouble myself over these infernal machines for a year.
Last week, however, that all changed. The other machine, which had held up so well as to beguile me into a false sense of climate-controlled security, unleashed a steady trickle of water - drip, drip, drip - onto the flats below. Nonetheless, what between the myriad professional revelations and the impact of years of spiritual checks inundating me this past week, taking care of this leaky contraption dropped off my radar, up until the verbal warnings given to me by the building management became written ones, to which I surely had to respond.
It took a few days to finally reach my landlord with whom I had rarely spoken since he took control of the flat a few months earlier. In the meantime, I had called the repairman - that same surly bloke who has visited me on numerous occasions during my stay in this building; a verily grim reaper of repairs - to attend to the matter of fixing the leaking units. He came, pulled the unit out from the wall after exerting himself mightily, and then judged the situation - hopeless. The air conditioners indeed were so old and were installed so ineptly that removing one from its precipitous resting place to examine, even, would destroy the machine as he had just discovered. The verdict was to scrap the air conditioners and to purchase new ones. The repairman left the carcass of the conditioner on the floor, and used its cover to plug up the gaping hole in the wall as best as he could.
The landlord and his wife eventually visited the flat a few days later. They had never seen the flat before, and had purchased it as though they were blind and dumb. Unfortunately, upon inspecting the awkward configuration of the unit and hearing its disrepair history, which I readily supplied, both they and I realized how we had been conned by the previous landlord, a shifty sales agent who knew how to cover structural blemishes with a wave of a hand and a few cajoling words. The flat, as far as they were concerned, was not as they had imagined in their ignorance based on the duplicity of the previous landlord; and little wonder that that landlord wanted me to take responsibility for the air conditioners, I realized! The new landlords, humbled by their tragic mistakes, departed my abode to consider their options, the foremost of which is to flip the flat as soon as possible.
Actually, it hasn't been too taxing to sleep without an air conditioner. I purchased a steady fan which can blow a comforting gale into my face for hours at a time without it offering as much as a flinch.
But, the bugs began crawling on the walls. They either came out of the air conditioning unit, or they came in from the outside, through the hole in the wall. I only noticed these diabolical, diminutive vermin a few days ago. I had just stepped out of the shower when I examined closely the wall and remarked, "crap, there are dozens of small bugs crawling on my wall!" The initial shock rattled me greatly, only to transform into an arctic chill deep within my bones when I saw a few of these insects on the frame of my bed. That they were the benign sort neither bent on eating my flesh nor crawling into my orifices was my prayer. Thankfully, they have so far stayed away from my pillow, settling instead comfortably on my wall where they have multiplied exponentially over the past few days. The landlord recommended getting the repairman to remove the air conditioning obstruction from my flat as soon as possible, and covering up the hole in the wall with plastic wrap as well.
Bikaner is a city in the northwest of the state of Rajasthan in northern India. It is located 330 kilometres northwest of the state capital, Jaipur. Bikaner city is the administrative headquarters of Bikaner District and Bikaner division.
Formerly the capital of the princely state of Bikaner, the city was founded by Rao Bika in 1486 and from its small origins it has developed into the fifth largest city in Rajasthan. The Ganges Canal, completed in 1928, and the Indira Gandhi Canal, completed in 1987, facilitated its development.
HISTORY
Prior to the mid 15th century, the region that is now Bikaner was a barren wilderness called Jangladesh. In 1488 Rao Bika established the city of Bikaner. According to James Tod, the spot which Bika selected for his capital, was the birthright of a Nehra Jat, who would only concede it for this purpose on the condition that his name should be linked in perpetuity with its surrender. Naira, or Nera, was the name of the proprietor, which Bika added to his own, thus composing that of the future capital, Bikaner. Rao Bika was the first son of Maharaja Rao Jodha of the Rathor clan, the founder of Jodhpur and conquered the largely arid country in the north of Rajasthan. As the first son of Jodha he wanted to have his own kingdom not inheriting Jodhpur from his father or the title of Maharaja. He therefore decided to build his own kingdom in what is now the state of Bikaner in the area of Jungladesh. Though it was in the Thar Desert, Bikaner was considered an oasis on the trade route between Central Asia and the Gujarat coast as it had adequate spring water. Bika’s name was attached to the city he built and to the state of Bikaner ("the settlement of Bika") that he established. Bika built a fort in 1478, which is now in ruins, and a hundred years later a new fort was built about 1.5 km from the city centre, known as the Junagarh Fort.
Around a century after Rao Bika founded Bikaner, the state's fortunes flourished under the sixth Raja, Rai Singhji, who ruled from 1571 to 1611. During the Mughal Empire’s rule in the country, Raja Rai Singh accepted the suzerainty of the Mughals and held a high rank as an army general at the court of the Emperor Akbar and his son the Emperor Jahangir. Rai Singh's successful military exploits, which involved winning half of Mewar kingdom for the Empire, won him accolades and rewards from the Mughal emperors. He was given the jagirs (lands) of Gujarat and Burhanpur. With the large revenue earned from these jagirs, he built the Chintamani durg (Junagarh fort) on a plain which has an average elevation of 230 m. He was an expert in arts and architecture, and the knowledge he acquired during his visits abroad is amply reflected in the numerous monuments he built at the Junagarh fort.
Maharaja Karan Singh, who ruled from 1631 to 1639, under the suzerainty of the Mughals, built the Karan Mahal palace. Later rulers added more floors and decorations to this Mahal. Anup Singh ji, who ruled from 1669 to 1698, made substantial additions to the fort complex, with new palaces and the Zenana quarter, a royal dwelling for women and children. He refurbished the Karan Mahal with a Diwan-i-Am (public audience hall) and called it the Anup Mahal.Maharaja Gaj Singh, who ruled from 1746 to 1787 refurbished the Chandra Mahal (the Moon palace).
During the 18th century, there was internecine war between the rulers of Bikaner and Jodhpur and also amongst other thakurs, which was put down by British troops.
Following Maharaja Gaj Singh, Maharaja Surat Singh ruled from 1787 to 1828 and lavishly decorated the audience hall (see illustration) with glass and lively paintwork. Under a treaty of paramountcy signed in 1818, during Maharaja Surat Singh's reign, Bikaner came under the suzerainty of the British, after which the Maharajas of Bikaner invested heavily in refurbishing Junagarh fort.
Dungar Singh, who reigned from 1872 to 1887, built the Badal Mahal, the 'weather palace', so named in view of a painting of clouds and falling rain, a rare event in arid Bikaner.
General Maharaja Ganga Singh, who ruled from 1887 to 1943, was the best-known of the Rajasthan princes and was a favourite of the British Viceroys of India. He was appointed a Knight Commander of the Order of the Star of India, served as a member of the Imperial War Cabinet, represented India at the Imperial Conferences during the First World War and the British Empire at the Versailles Peace Conference. His contribution to the building activity in Junagarh involved separate halls for public and private audiences in the Ganga Mahal and a durbar hall for formal functions. He also built the Ganga Niwas Palace, which has towers at the entrance patio. This palace was designed by Sir Samuel Swinton Jacob, the third of the new palaces built in Bikaner. He named the building Lalgarh Palace in honour of his father and moved his main residence there from Junagarh Fort in 1902. The hall where he held his Golden Jubilee (in 1938) as Bikaner's ruler is now a museum.
Ganga Singh's son, Lieutenant-General Sir Sadul Singh, the Yuvaraja of Bikaner, succeeded his father as Maharaja in 1943, but acceded his state to the Union of India in 1949. Maharaja Sadul Singh died in 1950, being succeeded in the title by his son, Karni Singh (1924-1988).[6] The Royal Family still lives in a suite in Lalgarh Palace, which they have converted into a heritage hotel.
TRANSPORT
The internal transport system in Bikaner consists of autorickshaws and city buses. Bikaner railway station is on the Jodhpur-Bathinda line. Bikaner is connected to some of major Indian cities via broad gauge railway. The city has direct rail connections to Sri Ganganagar, Kolkata, Chennai, Delhi, Mumbai, Alwar, Bhubaneswar, Sambalpur, Bilaspur, Kanpur, Agra, Jalandhar, Baroda, Hyderabad, Guwahati, Jaipur, Surat, Gurgaon, Jalandhar, Puri, Coimbatore, Thiruvananthapuram, Chandigarh, Kota, Kollam, Jammu, Jodhpur and Ahmedabad, Pune, Indore, Vijayawada. However, there is no rail connectivity for other major Indian cities like Silchar, Indore,[clarification needed] Jhansi, Ranchi, Bhopal, Gwalior, Jabalpur, Kurukshetra, Faridabad.
Bikaner is well served with roads and is linked directly to Delhi, Jaipur , Agra , Alwar, Ludhiana, Sri Ganganagar , Bhatinda, Ambala, Ahmedabad, Haridwar, Jodhpur, and many other cities. National highways 11, 15, and 89 meet at Bikaner.
CLIMATE
Bikaner is situated in the middle of the Thar desert and has a hot desert climate (Köppen climate classification BWh) with very little rainfall and extreme temperatures. In summer temperatures can exceed 45 °C, and during the winter they may dip below freezing.
The climate in Bikaner is characterised by significant variations in temperature. In the summer season it is very hot when the temperatures lie in the range of 28–48.5 °C. In the winter, it is fairly cold with temperatures lying in the range of 5–23.2 °C. Annual rainfall is in the range of 260–440 millimetres.
JUNAGARH FORT
The Junagarh Fort and its temples and palaces are preserved as museums and provide insight into the grandiose living style of the past Maharanas of Rajasthan.
LAXMI NIWAS PALACE
The Laxmi Niwas Palace is a former residential palace built by Maharajah Ganga Singh, the ruler of the former state of Bikaner. It was designed by the British architect, Col Samuel Swinton Jacob in the year 1902. The style of architecture is Indo-Saracenic. It is now a luxury Heritage hotel owned by Golden Triangle Fort & Palace P. Ltd. The magnificent structure in red sandstone is one of the most popular destinations for tourists in Bikaner. The Shri ram heritage a unit of Rao Bikaji Groups home stay owend / heritage hotel by Brigadier Jagmal singh rathore VrC, VsM descendant of Rao Bika ji Founder of Bikaner, Rao Bikaji Camel safari a unit of Rao Bikaji Groups.
KARNI MATA TEMPLE
The world famous shrine of Karni Mata can be found in the town of Deshnoke 30 km south from Bikaner on the road to Jodhpur. Karni Mata is worshiped as an incarnation of Goddess Durga.
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August 19
As is normal, we are awake before six, but in our air conditioned luxury room instead of the cabin. Not that there was anything wrong with the cabin, just having our own facilities just next door, and no need to get dressed and put on shoes in the middle of the night. Outside it was getting light, and a quick look outside revealed the car park now full, mostly of meaty SUVs and Hemis, whatever one of them is or does, anyway, night is departing and day is coming.
So, we put on the radio and lay in bed a while, and another look outside shows the sun rising angry and red, showing deep crimson through all the dust in the atmosphere. We get dressed and go to have our free breakfast. That is another bonus, and even though it was in plastic crockery and with plastic knives and forks, it was good stuff, especially the dark roast coffee. The weather channel is on, and talking about the eclipse and another hurricane building in the middle of the Atlantic. There is advice for the eclipse; don’t look at the sun without special glasses and if you don’t have them, don’t look right at the sun’s disc. And so on, all good stuff really.
We tuck into breakfast and coffee, whilst other guests from the hotel arrive and look to see what to eat, it seems all sorts of folks stay here, from the upper classes down to the grease monkeys and everyone inbetween. We are happy enough to drink our coffee and eat the sausages, more like sausage meat rolled up really (anyway, have no skin), bacon and potato dibs.
It still wasn’t eight, but back home the football games had already begun, so I open pages from the BBC on games in the Premier League and Championship, and soon normal service is resumed as City go in 2-0 down at half time. Not much better in the 2nd half, as each time we pull level, Villa score to restore their two goal lead. It inds 4-2 in the end, but we have long since lead the building and are heading to our first destination of the day, a bead shop for Jools.
Yes, it’s not all photography based malarkey, sometimes there is stuff Jools likes to do, and it would be churlish of me to refuse. She has found the address of the shop and the opening times. So at five to ten we program the sat nav and drive out into the four lane highway outside the hotel and into town.
It goes without saying, the shop is part of a mall, a JC Penney dominates, but tucked away in a corner is the bead shop. The buildings are surrounded by a massive parking lot, free of course, and most of the slots are empty, even at ten. When Jools goes in, I stay in the car and try to find a decent radio station to listen to, but as the Mustang only has FM, it won’t be BBC anything. As expected I soon find a classic rock station, among all the country stations, so settle on that, and for an hour there is Rod, Supertramp, The Doors, AC/DC, Bad Company and so on. But every 15 minutes or so, there are ads, of course. Did it say something about the station’s demographic to have ads for dementia testing and homes? I don’t know.
More people arrive, abandon their vehicles, I won’t call them cars as they’re huge. Mostly. An Audi A6 seems like a compact in comparison.
After an hour, Jools returns so we can drive to the next location; a museum. As after looking at Tripadvisor, the number 1 attraction in the town is the Museum of the Rockies, which has a world class collection of dinosaur bones are other related stuff. Getting there is so easy, I start to type in the word museum into the sat nav, by the third letter is suggests museums. I press museum, and it comes up with a list of all the local ones, and we select the one we want, the route is confirmed, so we can set off. We will be there in 11 of your American minutes.
We have to pass through the campus of the Montana State University, with massive football stadium and basketball hall. If that’s where you play basketball. I don’t know. Anyway, through there to a low modern building, with lots of parking, as ever, and a bronze Tyrannosaurus Rex outside.
This was the place.
Fifteen bucks to get in, which isn’t bad I suppose, especially to see some of the best dinosaur fossils in the world, as in the ancient rocks in the beartooth mountains has some of the richest fossil bearing strata in the world.
We go in, and first up there is a good display explaining the scientific method, how a hypothesis becomes a theory and then is accepted as fact. But that any pf these things can be overturned if any evidence emerges to dispute it, which is why there is a theory of gravity, even though we know it exists. If not explain it fully. And finally there was some debunking, that man did not walk the earth the same time of dinosaurs, that at least 63 million years separated the latest dinosaurs and the earliest humans.
There were many exhibits, dating back to the beginning of life, to the pre=cambian era, which is my favourite, then onto the age of the dinosaurs, and how there is evidence of how some species changed after they hatched and grew to adults, how studying how muscles attached to bones, how the animals would have walked. And so on.
Star of the place are the Tyrannosaur bones and skeletons, a whole hall given up to them, and the various ones that have been found in the Montana rocks. Another hall had a whole display of Triceratops skulls, showing how the head shape changed from hatching to full adulthood. A breathtaking display.
Elsewhere there was a history of Yellowstone, the Native Americans and the pioneers who arrived in the 19th century. All rather marvelous, but the dinosaurs were world class.
It was one, and time for lunch, so a search on the sat nav for the nearest Outback Steakhouse, another 11 minute drive away.
We were only the other second table occupied. Our server brought water, then drinks, refilled the water, refilled the sodas and then took our order for Bloomin’ Onion to start, and battered shrimp to follow. A fine meal it has to be said, with excellent service, but again, too much food; we left half the onion and most of the fries and were still stuffed.
We spend some time by searching for the nearest Barnes and Noble bookshop, and spend an hour or so scouring it’s shelves for something interesting, of which there was much. However, we have shelves of books at home we have yet to read, so don’t buy anything.
On the way home, we fill up the Mustang, so all is set to get us to Cody tomorrow, and to the eclipse on Monday. And back. So, all is set for the main reason we came over.
In the early evening, Jools looks for her camera. She can’t find it in her bag, so goes to check the car. Can’t find it there either. So we check everything twice, three times. And the camera is nowhere to be seen.
So then comes the “when did we last see it” games. And turns out it was yesterday afternoon in Livingston. So, I try to e mail the bar, and thinking that they probably would not answer it that night, we might has well drive over, it was just an hour’s blast up the interstate.
Sun was setting behind the mountains to the west, causing the sky to go a rose pink colour. But we were heading east, into darkness, passing trucks and camper vans.
Livingstone was all lit up, the signs I had delighted in the day previous were all lit up and shining brightly. It looked fabulous. But our main port of call was the bar, and once parked on the side of the street outside, we go in and ask.
The barman checks a ledger, and at one point goes out back, but says sadly, nothing had been handed in, so we had drawn a blank. We have a beer anyway, and the woman next to Jools engages her in a conversation about brexit. I watch the pre-season game on the huge TVs on top of the bar.
I then have an idea to check at the police station, so we program the sat nave and drive the 5 blocks to the station. Not been handed in, but they take Jools’ details and say they will mail it if handed in.
I take us to the centre of town so I can snap more of the lights, all looking wonderful, and kinda wish we had stayed here instead.
Condition: Near Mint (NM)
Sleeve condition: Very Good (VG)
$14.50
In stock
Label / Catalog: Polydor – 16077
Year: 1972
Country: Mexico
Format: LP - Album - 12" -
Sleeve: Storage wear
Jazz Blues Fusion is a live album by John Mayall. The first side is from a gig in Boston on 18 November 1971, and the second side was selected from two concerts at Hunter College, New York, on 3 and 4 December 1971.
I was looking at this remarkable sight on Dundas street near my home and was thinking wouldn't Ivy be the best kind of air conditioning? shielding the house when it's hot, letting the sun on when it's old... seems pretty perfect to me? has anyone noticed the effect? I will grow Ivy on our building!!! I am, I bought a pot and landed it near the corner of the rail to the basement and the porch wall... it's growing!!!
I was greatly saddened when I happened to come across this article tonight, 21 January 2026. It was one of my favourite old barns. I am so thankful to have photographed it several times over the years.
10 December 2025, from Cochranenow: Cochrane mourns loss of beloved Bancroft Barn:
"Cochrane residents are expressing heartbreak and frustration after the 100-year-old Bancroft Barn, a landmark just west of town, was demolished this week.
Many took to social media to mourn the loss of the century-old structure, which had become a familiar symbol of Cochrane’s rural roots.
Town councillor Mikayla Gale said she’s “sad to see it go,” but noted the barn was dismantled carefully and “wasn’t considered viable to preserve, even with significant investment.” Gale added that all heritage assessments had been completed and the building “didn’t meet the provincial threshold to be designated as a protected historical resource.”
cochranenow.com/articles/cochrane-mourns-loss-of-beloved-...
A touch of filter was added to this image in post-processing.
Today, I have posted five odds and ends from recent drives. The Forster's Tern and the Western Meadowlark were seen on the same trip.
Having gone through weeks of water use restrictions, Calgary is now back to Stage 1 Outdoor Water Restrictions again, because of discovery of further water main pipe damage. These new repairs will begin on August 26, and will continue until the end of September. During this repair period, Calgarians will have to return to Stage 4 Water Restrictions - no outdoor water use and limited indoor use!
On 2 August 2024 (can't believe it is already August!), I did a long, exhausting day drive, covering NW, SW and SE of Calgary. My plans changed on the spur of the moment once I headed back to Calgary from the NW. Originally, I decided to go NW, as I haven't been out that way for quite a while.
Heading W from home, I couldn't resist stopping to check if the Common Loon I saw almost a week ago was there again. Scanning the large pond, I saw no sign of life. Then, suddenly, in the far distance, I saw a bird fly in and land on the water. 'Duck' was the first thing that went through my mind. Then, when I zoomed in on my camera, I couldn't believe my eyes - it was the Loon again! The weather was better than the awful weather/light the last time I saw it there so, fortunately, I was able to get better shots.
Feeling very thankful, I headed N, hoping I might just see a Turkey Vulture that a few people had been reporting. It had been seen in the same area as the rare Whooping Crane. No luck. I was curious to see if the Crane was in the wetland, as when I had seen it recently, it was far more distant than that. I pulled into the pull-off, glanced quickly and saw nothing, and was about to reverse, when I realized that a red truck that belonged to some ranch had pulled over on the road right behind me. A guy was taking photos with his cell phone and it looked like he was taking photos of my vehicle. Then I noticed a sign that said No Parking. Of course, I thought he was probably going to report me - though I was not parked, as I hadn't even turned off my engine, knowing I was only going to be there a matter of seconds. So annoying, and I couldn't get it out of my mind the rest of the day.
I couldn't wait to leave the whole area and head further N. Came to the town of Cochrane and ALL the construction going on. For someone with a driving phobia, trust me, it was a nightmare. Then all I could think about was knowing that I would have to go through it all again later on.
One thing I really wanted to see again was a beautiful old, pale grey barn, in great condition. Further on, I noticed a Kestrel perched on a high wire. I could only take three quick shots through my windscreen, which resulted in awful photos, not fit to post, but I was happy to see it. Such beautiful birds of prey.
It was good to see several old barns/homesteads along the way, even more so as I wasn't seeing any more birds. Also, the sky was so beautiful.
Once i was down SW and SE of Calgary, hawks and one Vesper Sparrow were my only sightings. Two were on their nest and two were on hay bales at different locations. One of the latter, standing on a very distant bale, looked almost like a Ferruginous Hawk. Google Lens's first ID said Red-tailed Hawk, 3rd ID Ferruginous, so I still don't know.
By the time I arrived home, after driving 393 km and 9 and a half hours, on a very hot day, I was dead beat. A great day, though, with the Loon being a most welcome highlight.
Queen Victoria on the top of the Doulton Fountain on Glasgow, not working and with parts in very poor condition. Designed to commemorate the Queen’s Golden Jubilee in 1887.
Preloved in excellent condition.
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Dimensions: Approx: 35cm tall and 45cm wide
Fabric: Canvas-like poylester
Bronze, probably first-second century C.E.
Condition: Complete and in an exceptional state of preservation.
H. 6 cm.
The chubby but dynamic-looking figure squats with buttocks projecting. With a derisive gesture, he sticks two fingers of his right hand into the corner of his mouth, probably to help produce a flatulent noise, while his left hand is thrust back to emphasize the appropriate action of his rear end. He wears a comic mask and a tight-fitting "body-suit" with a round, sweater-like neckline, covered with a fine crosshatched pattern. This costume has an anus indicated on the tights and is completed by a large, limp penis with dangles to ground between his legs. A narrow scarf, decorated with incised stripes, is worn over his left shoulder.
Spontaneous though it may seem, the posture is a traditional one, on the evidence of a Ptolemaic faience dwarf in the same position, as well as a comparable figure in terracotta. A bronze lamp in the form of a similarly posed but even more outrageous figure, which, if ancient, is evidently a Roman exaggeration of the type, was once in the Sambon collection. A number of Ptolemaic terracotta grotesques tug at one or both corners of their mouths, usually thrusting their tongues out, in a rude facial contortion which can indeed produce and eructive noise.
Our figure, unlike these forerunners, is characterized as an actor wearing a mask. His attire also seems to have Egyptian connections. Close-fitting network costumes are worn by at least two Ptolemaic terracotta actors. The dress appears in late antiquity as the characteristic garb of the comic muse Thalia on sarcophagi. Clearly, however, it had been in use for a long time before becoming so canonical as to be ascribed to the Muse. The scarf over the shoulder is seen in a series of Ptolemaic statuettes that have been connected with the Lagynophoria, a bibulous Dionysiac festival.
Representations of actors from the third century C.E. sometimes have a hatched or "quilted" pattern on their tights and sleeves. The late antique parallels, which include the Thalia figures, have led some observers to suggest a date in the late second or early third century C.E. for our statuette. The crisply defined modeling does indeed seem to be of Roman rather than Hellenistic times. However, the shameless impropriety of attire and gesture would seem to have been out of place in the increasingly prudish atmosphere of late paganism. A date in the first or early second century C.E. seems preferable, especially now that the network body-suit can be shown to have Hellenistic origins, perhaps based on older Egyptian craft traditions.
Formerly in the collection of Barbara and Lawrence Fleischman, New York; text from the catalog of that collection.
From the collection of the Getty Villa, Malibu, California.
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From pp. 217-219 of:
The Earle Family: Ralph Earle and His Descendants Compiled By Pliny Earle of Northampton, Massachusetts. Printed For The Family. Worcester, Mass.: Press Of Charles Hamilton, 1888.
Pliny Earle Chase [1902-1], after studying in the public schools of Worcester and the Friends' school at Providence, R. I., entered Harvard College without a condition in 1835, graduated with high rank in 1839, and soon afterward engaged in the occupation of a teacher. He had charge of public schools in Leicester and Worcester, Mass., successively, was an assistant in the Friends' school at Providence, R. I., and subsequently taught in Philadelphia, Pa., with the exception of two years, until 1848, when he relinquished the occupation on account of severe hemorrhages from the lungs.
He entered a partnership for carrying on the stove and foundry business in Philadelphia, Pa., and in Wilmington, Del., and remained in it many years, not retiring from it until some time after he resumed the occupation of teaching, in 1861. He succeeded Prof. Cleveland [218] as the principal of a school for young ladies, in Clinton street. In 1870 he visited Europe, and in 1871 was appointed Professor of Natural Science in Haverford College, Pa. He also served several months as acting-professor in the University of Pennsylvania, in the place of Professor Frazer, who had died in office. In 1875, a new chair, that of Philosophy and Logic, was established in Haverford, and he was transferred to it. The subjects now coming under his charge were particularly congenial and agreeable to a man of his mental constitution. On the organization of Bryn Mawr College, Pa., he was appointed Lecturer on Psychologv and Logic in that institution. In 1886 he presided at the commencement exercises of Haverford College, as Acting-President. This was essentially the closing act of the labor of his life. In the foregoing year he had a severe attack of pneumonia, from which he never fully recovered. This was followed by a complication of diseases, in which the action of the heart was seriously affected. He now failed rapidly until his decease, which took place at his residence on the College grounds.
He was the embodiment of the student and the teacher. His leisure time throughout his mercantile life was religiously devoted to the laborious investigation of subjects, both physical and mental, main of which are among the most abstract, occult and profound. The great scope and thoroughness of this research are attested by the one hundred and thirty-five papers by him which, through a series of years, were published by the American Philosophical Society, of which he was a member, for several years one of the secretaries, and latterly one of the vice-presidents. Their titles, with those of his other writings, indicate a wide range in philology, meteorology, physics and mental philosophy. For the last twenty years or more, his investigations were chiefly directed "to the confirmation of the general postulate that 'all physical phenomena are due to an Omnipresent Power, acting in ways which may be represented by harmonic or cyclical undulations in an elastic medium.'" He was a contributor to Silliman's American Journal of Arts and Sciences, the Journal of the Franklin Institute, The London, Dublin and Edinburgh Philosophical Magazine, and the Comptes Rendus, of Paris. He published, in 1844. The Elements of Arithmetic. Part First, which was followed by Part Second; in 1848, the Common School Arithmetic; in 1850, another arithmetic, prepared in conjunction with Horace Mann ; and in 1884, Elements of Meteorology [219] for Schools and Households ; Parts First and Second. He also delivered many lectures and addresses and made many contributions to periodical literature.
He was a member of many scientific and literary societies in the United States and foreign countries. He took the degree of Master of Arts at Cambridge, in 1844; the Magellanic medal of the American Philosophical Society was awarded to him in 1864, for his paper on the "Numerical relations of Gravity and Magnetism"; and the degree of LL.D. was conferred upon him by Haverford College in 1876.
Allen C. Thomas, a fellow professor at Haverford College, writes of him as follows:
"He could speak, with comparative ease, six or seven languages, while with the aid of a dictionary he could read one hundred and twenty, including dialects. He was one of the two or three men in the country who could read Eliot's Indian Bible. * * * He belonged to that class of philosophers who are ahead of their times, men who see, though it may be imperfectly and dimly, very deeply into the relation of things, and whose speculations, like those of the Marquis of Worcester, though misunderstood and perhaps even unintelligible to contemporaries, contain truths grasped and accepted by future generations. * * * Rarely does it fall to the lot of any one to meet a purer life, a kindlier heart, a greater simplicity, a more perfect humility. Never putting himself forward, he was always ready to listen to others, and always treated them with kindness and consideration. His own extensive attainments were kept in the background, so much so, indeed, that many of his friends were not by any means aware of the extent and variety of his knowledge."
[CCA: pioneer Ralph Earle, my 9xg-grandfather. His mother, Lydia Earle Chase is the fourth-great-granddaughter of pioneer Ralph Earle; thus she is my fifth cousin, 5 times removed. He is the 5thgg of pioneer RE., thus my 6th cousin, 4 times removed. Brother of Thomas Chase.]
Eliot Indian Bible
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia (accessed 10/26/18)
"The Eliot Indian Bible (officially: Mamusse Wunneetupanatamwe Up-Biblum God,[1] a.k.a.: Algonquian Bible) was the first Bible published in British North America. English Puritan missionary John Eliot produced a translation of the Geneva Bible into the indigenous Massachusett language.[2] This is the reason that it is also known as Eliot's Indian Bible.[3][4] Mamusse Wunneetupanatamwe Up Biblum God and the cover page of the translated Bible means The Whole Holy His-Bible God, both Old Testament and also New Testament. This turned by the-servant-of-Christ, who is called John Eliot.[5]"