Built to worship Vesta, the goddess of the hearth, the current remains of this small temple date from the 4th century AD and was partially reconstructed in 1930.

Ozark National Scenic Riverways, Missouri USA

==The Clocktower- Current Residence of the Bat-Family. One day after the Misfits' attack==

 

"Thank you, Mr Pennyworth," Needham said gratefully, as he took his cup of tea from off of Alfred's silver platter, and sipped it slowly. “Look," he continued, turning his attention to Bruce. "Fiasco believed that Day was masterminding events; Toying with Carson and the Misfits, maybe King of Cats too, all in a deliberate attempt to lure Walker back to Gotham. As part of a scheme where he needed him, and the rest of his crew, in attendance.”

 

“And you believe him?” Bruce asked.

 

"Hhn. I believe something's going on. But whether Day's the mastermind, or he's another pawn like Carson is another matter entirely."

 

Bruce considered this. “That doesn't absolve Walker. Or Fiasco."

 

“No," Needham agreed, staring into the cup distractedly. "Still, I had to let them go. I have faith that if they can just put the pieces together, maybe find a way to neutralise Krill, then perhaps-"

 

"That's not on them, Eric. And it's not on you either."

 

"But Batman, listen-"

 

"No. If there is a conspiracy at large, I'll look into it myself, but I need you focused on the False Facers. Word is that Henry Ferris, Iron-Hat, is back in Gotham, operating under Sionis' orders and I need to know why. There's a gang war brewing here; one our new mayor will undoubtedly profit from."

 

"Batman-"

 

"That's an order, Spider."

 

Needham obliged, and rose to his feet, walking towards his parked motorcycle. Turning his head back to Bruce, he spoke. “Do you know why Walker's gotten to you? Because you believed in him. Because you had to. After Dent, and Hush, you desperately needed to believe in redemption; real, honest redemption. But, the truth is, it doesn't exist. Because people... people are ugly and messy. But that doesn't mean you stop trying; It was your faith in me that kept me going and it's my faith in them that's going to save the Misfits."

 

==Arkham Asylum==

 

When The Joker had first taken over the Asylum, Jeremiah Arkham had himself been taken prisoner; in the subsequent weeks, he would become an outlet for the clown's musings and sadistic habits. With Day forging documents on his behalf and Zolomon dealing with the odd trespasser, few had even noticed Arkham was missing. And so long as Billings' illusion held, the Asylum would appear to outsiders as it always had; A dark blemish in the Gotham skyline. All except for one man, who watched the building vigilantly, a gun in his hand, scanning the windows for any sign of movement, any hint at the horrors hidden behind its grim facade.

 

Making himself at home in the doctor's study, the clown had been quick to dismantle his trophies, vandalise his artwork and incinerate his paperwork. "Tut tut tut, a lot of ABBA. You like ABBA, Jerry?" he asked mockingly, as he rifled through Arkham's rather pitiful record collection. "Mama Mia, here we go again..." he muttered under his breath.

 

His concentration, was disrupted by the sudden crashing of the door, as a black suited man barged into the room; the watcher from outside, who aimed a silver pistol between the clown's soulless eyes, and without a moment's hesitation, pulled the trigger. Before it could reach its target however, the bullet was intercepted by Zoom's gloved hand, who held it between his fingers, mere inches from the clown's face. The breeze from Zoom's arrival had knocked the intruder backwards, separating him from his weapons as he landed at Joker's feet.

 

"Huh," the clown frowned, an ABBA record still in his hand. "You, sir, look more like a Nirvana fan. You even smell like Teen Spirit to boot. Pwhoar!"

 

"Youuuuuuuu saaaaaaaaid wewouldbe secure," Zolomon hissed, as he watched the man curiously.

 

"Uhuh; almost, Hunter. I said almost," the clown corrected him, as he knelt down beside the intruder. "Always read the terms and conditions. You know, I'm slowly beginning to understand what it's like being an Arkham guard... Revolving door indeed... Eraser, isn't it?" he asked. "Awfully hard to keep track of your lot, you know. You multiply like rabbits."

 

Fiasco snarled. "Go to hell."

 

"Already been and already barred! It's overrated anyhow and not at all like the brochure," Joker replied.

 

"Hooooowwwwwwwdid yoooooou find uuuuuus?" Zoom demanded, as he pulled their new prisoner to his feet. Fiasco, stared back at him in utter incomprehension.

 

"He's asking how you found us, sweetie," Joker said flatly. "In English, Hunter, please."

 

Fiasco scoffed bitterly. "It wasn't hard; you're all far too sentimental; Day used Arkham as a staging ground in his last big attack. And I knew Crane wouldn't resist getting another shot at revenge neither. Factor in some poetic symmetry, that this was where Drury killed Larson that first time, and boom. Kinda obvious, really."

 

"Touché..." Joker smirked. "Though I think you'll find it's Carson."

 

"Daaaaay called him Barson," Zolomon intruded.

 

"I think you'll find that I don't care either way," Fiasco shot back at them both.

 

"Oh my, he's a rather sharp witted pencil, isn't he? Adorable," Joker remarked to an unimpressed Zoom. "It's almost a shame that he's been putting threads together. Ones that we simply can not allow to get out... Oh, well."

 

"Oh, please," Fiasco spat, still struggling in Zoom's grip, "If I know, it's only a matter of time before the Bat does too."

 

Joker laughed. "Batsy, yes... Now there's an ever present pain in my abdomen; or perhaps that's the appendicitis again... Still, we've got a contingency for that. You've met Spellbinder, wonderful houseguest. Heavy drinker... A real pity, that."

 

He snapped his fingers, and Billings limped into the room, his eyes widening as they made contact with Fiasco's. "How did you-?" he began, sweating nervously.

 

"Well, isn't that the question of the hour!" Joker glared maliciously. "I didn't clothe you, feed you and spring you from Blackgate just for some faulty hardware. Imagine if it failed for Batsy, or Drubert, heaven forbid!"

 

Billings swallowed, avoiding the clown's eyeline. "As I... tried to explain, the illusion holds for long as those affected continue to accept it as their reality. Once rejected or dismissed, however, the illusion loses its hold on the mind and simply... fades away. Like a mirage in the desert."

 

"Then whatdowe dooooooowith him?" Zoom inquired, glaring at Fiasco, his arm still wrapped around his neck.

 

Joker smiled. "Keep 'im. I want to have a spare for when Arkham dies."

 

~-~

 

Days passed, and still, Fiasco remained The Joker's prisoner. Following a lead from Mr Freeze, Batman had come and gone, with the clown's cabal believing he'd found nothing of note during his brief visit; Fiasco himself had been moved to Crane's old cell.

Meanwhile, in the study, the clown was firing arrows blindly. Strapped to a chair, squirming as each misfire drew closer to his skull, was Jeremiah Arkham, an apple laid atop his sweaty head. About half the arrows had rubber tips; Harmless; The rest, had recently been sharpened. Joker stuck his tongue out, in a display of faux determination and fired his next arrow. "Now, I know you're just a side project, but I can't help but think we've developed a real bond here! And I don't just mean the ropes and zip-ties."

 

"The Caaaaaaaaalendar Maaaaaan has returned," Zolomon announced, speeding into the room.

 

Joker turned his head, put his bow on the ground and winked at Arkham. "Goody, send him in. You- don't go anywhere: Can't be far from a nervous breakdown now, huh, Jerry?" he chuckled as strutted over to his captive and took a bite of the apple, spewing chunks into Arkham's hair as he spoke. "Clearly, the apple doesn't fall all that far from the tree. Hah!"

 

"I know about Fiasco, Joker," Day stormed into the room. "We had an arrangement; The Misfits were mine."

 

"Yes, an arrangement that was null and void the second that little stripey son of a tree pointed a gun in my face," Joker rolled his eyes. "He's not harmed. Much."

 

"I trusted you-" Day spluttered.

 

Joker shrugged. "Eh. You really shouldn't have."

 

Zoom put himself in-between Joker and Day, placing a hand around the latter's arm. "Enough. Weeeeeeee mussssssssstfind Walker," he insisted. "The Erasaaaaaaaaaser knows Waaaaaaalker. Sohe must bemadeto taaaaaaalk."

 

"No need," Day replied plainly. "Abner has a lead."

 

=Tompkins Homeless Shelter. Gotham=

 

Behind his iron mask, Ferris' nose wrinkled; This was not where he had wanted to meet. He, would've preferred the Iceberg Lounge, even that Olympus bar, run by that delusional Zeus character would be preferable; Provided he'd put a shirt on, that is.

Instead, he was stuck here; in a venue almost certainly chosen to make him as uncomfortable as possible.

 

The door chimed as a white suited figure entered the building and greeted Ferris. "Hey, don't I know you from somewhere? Maybe an old Hitler Youth ad?" he joked.

 

Ferris tilted his head upwards. "Krill," he said coldly.

 

"Adolf," the spotted man smiled snidely.

"Hope you don't mind," he elaborated, as he slid into the chair opposite him. "But the gay bar down the street's closed, and that feminist rally has been rescheduled."

 

"Sure," Ferris said stiffly.

 

"Don't worry, you're safe here; free food, doctor/patient confidentiality, the works. Oh, over here, love," Krill called out, as the server, a young Vietnamese woman, placed two hot bowls of noodle soup between them. Krill winked at her, then slurped down the mixture hungrily. Ferris looked back at him, the mask failing to hide the disgust emanating from his body.

 

"Ordered in advance," Krill slurped, as his free hand waved his phone at Ferris. "Not a problem for you, I'm sure."

 

"Of course not," Ferris lied, as he watched Krill spoon several clumps of wet noodles into his mouth. "You're a hard man to get a hold of."

 

Krill raised a warning finger. "And with good reason; I've only ever accepted serious and/or rich clients. Well, and you, I suppose. Might I just say that helmet really brings out your eyes? That is a very deep shade of blue," Krill teased. "Now, you said you had something for me?"

 

"Correct," Ferris said. "I'd heard you were looking for those... bug boys, Misfits, whatever you wanna call 'em, doesn't matter... About a week ago, I overheard the chi-"

 

At this, Krill cringed. "Oho, wow. Oh, wow, you're doing a hardcore racist thing- classy. Real high brow," he recoiled.

 

"Fine," Ferris hissed reluctantly. "I overheard Bookworm mention a school to Sionis. Greendale. Didn't think much of it, until one of my contacts said they spotted Lynns and the ni- Firebug" he breathed in heavily, "In the city center scoffing down ice cream and swinging their swords around."

 

Krill paused."That's not a homophobic euphemism is it-?" he queried.

 

"No," Ferris growled, his patience growing thinner.

 

"Just checking!" Krill shrugged passively. "Still, worth a look. Greendale, did you say? Neato..."

 

As Krill rose to his feet, he turned back to Ferris, his lip curled. "What is it?" Ferris demanded.

 

"Y'know, normally, I wouldn't care, but you've piqued my interest... What exactly do you get out of this? If it were Franco, sure, I'd understand, but you? I mean, let's say Sionis got wind of this-"

 

"Well he's not going to, is he?" Ferris challenged him. Beneath his mask, he smiled as he repeated Franco's own mantra; "The wind's changing, Mr Krill. From what I hear, there's going to be a change in management very soon; I'm just making sure I'm on their side when it comes. And Sionis? Well, Sionis can't exactly weld another mask to my face, can he?"

 

"No," Krill conceded, a coy smile on his face. "But you can't exactly rule out a codpiece either."

National Police Air Service (NPAS) helicopter currently being used by Yorkshire Police taking off.

Merdeka 118, currently the second-tallest building in the world, is just left of centre here.

 

The Berjaya Times Square shopping mall, residences and offices are the brown coloured buildings at centre.

 

KL Tower is just visible on the far right.

 

Kuala Lumpur; March 2024

Current as B-28068.

Malmö

My current collection/fleet of Kelvin Central Buses/KCB Network models. Officially commissioned (Code 1) models had been made depicting both Kelvin Scottish and Central Scottish vehicles, as both were part of the Scottish Bus Group. Having been brought up in the 1990’s to a bus driver father my interest (or obsession) is focused more on operators of that time, KCB Network being one of them. Thankfully George, at Sunrise Models and Transfers, sells waterslide transfers sets which allow me to recreate almost any operator in Scotland past or present by repainting a model and applying his transfers. I have also been able to build up a collection of First Bus models, including First Kelvin the successor to KCB. The destination screens show a number of places across Strathclyde which KCB served including Shotts at their easternmost limit, Balloch and Clydebank in the west, Carluke, Caldercruix and Hillhouse in Hamilton. KCB Network would be bought over by another employee/management owned operator and rival, Strathclyde Buses. Kelvin vehicles would keep their livery and were cascaded into Glasgow depots, forming Kelvin units within established Strathclyde depots. This sale occurred approximately one year before First Group would themselves buy the newly combined company of 1,600 vehicles and 2,000 staff.

maybe its weird but these guys bring me so much joy, and they mean a lot more to me than i could explain

 

these are my current teegle pet horses, i walked into my house on sl this morning and saw them like this i couldnt help but snap a quick photo.

I think that makes a lot for me...But I love them all...

Ok, I had like a billion requests for this, so there ya go. Read notes, and the people tagged are showing my new sturf I got today. :3

NO NOTES! :P

All for trade, with the right offer.

Also, I am receiving:

1 x Gunmetal Viewfinder

1 x Gunmetal HLC

1 x Gunmetal Podgun

2 x Gunmetal Tac Sword

1 x Dark Red/Orange/Random Swired Podgun

1 x Cobalt/Trans-Green Swirled Podgun

1 x Black Chakram

1 x GitD/Blue Swirled Raygun

4 x Assorted Camo

1 x Green AC8

1 x Time Bomb

1 x Blue Raygun

1 x Gunmetal Ammo Box + Trans-Red/Bronze Swirled Raygun OR 1 x Gunmetal Grease Gun

1 x Champagne Raygun

1 x Rusty V1 Apoc SMG

1 x Rusty Tac Sword

 

And some more I can't remember. :3

 

I also have 8 moar D.O.G. Packs, but they are too big to be in this photo.

And, these notes took FOREVER, you better appreciate them. :3

 

-White M1 Pot Helmet is gone!

-Champagne Raygun is gone!

-Blue Phaser is reserved!

-Dark Red/Dark Orange/Lime Green/Random Swirled Podgun is reserved, unless you can beat a Gunmetal Kar98 and a GitD Trans-Clear/Milky White Swirled Tac Sword.

-2 Gunmetal Tac Swords reserved!

 

blustery day, you can really see the wind gusts on the water — and this was a brief moment of relative clarity, otherwise it's all weird brief rain showers on and off… and plenty of building wind

SN/NC: Kalanchoe Blossfeldiana, Crassulaceae Family

 

K. blossfeldiana is native to Madagascar (USDA-ARS, 2016). It has naturalized in China, India, North, Central and South America, the West Indies and on many islands in the Pacific Ocean (see the Distribution Table for details; Ministerio Medio Ambiente, 2012; Jørgensen et al., 2015; Flora of North America Editorial Committee, 2016; PIER, 2016). K. blossfeldiana is cultivated as ornamental in the Netherlands (Kalanchoe Growers, 2016) and it is probably also cultivated in other European countries. Because the species is cultivated worldwide, its current distribution range is probably wider than the range reported here. Kalanchoe blossfeldiana is probably the most popular and widely cultivated Kalanchoe species. It is often planted as an indoor potted plant and as an outdoor ornamental. This species has escaped from cultivation and can be found naturalized in disturbed and waste areas near cultivation. Currently it is listed as invasive in the Dominican Republic, Chile and the Galapagos Islands. English: Christmas kalanchoe; kalanchoe; Madagascar widow's-thrill; widow’s thrill. Spanish: bruja; mala madre; tope tope

 

K. blossfeldiana é nativa de Madagascar (USDA-ARS, 2016). Ela se naturalizou na China, Índia, América do Norte, Central e do Sul, Índias Ocidentais e em muitas ilhas no Oceano Pacífico (veja a Tabela de Distribuição para detalhes; Ministerio Medio Ambiente, 2012; Jørgensen et al., 2015; Flora of North America Editorial Committee, 2016; PIER, 2016). K. blossfeldiana é cultivada como ornamental na Holanda (Kalanchoe Growers, 2016) e provavelmente também é cultivada em outros países europeus. Como a espécie é cultivada em todo o mundo, sua distribuição atual é provavelmente mais ampla do que a relatada aqui. Kalanchoe blossfeldiana é provavelmente a espécie de Kalanchoe mais popular e amplamente cultivada. Ela é frequentemente plantada como uma planta em vasos internos e como ornamental externa. Esta espécie escapou do cultivo e pode ser encontrada naturalizada em áreas perturbadas e devastadas perto do cultivo. Atualmente está listado como invasor na República Dominicana, Chile e Ilhas Galápagos

Nomes Populares: Calanchoê, Calancoê, Calandiva, Flor-da-fortuna, Flor-do-papai, Kalanchoê, Kalandiva. Planta suculenta, de folhas com margens rendadas. O calanchoê tem um significado especial, considerada a flor-da-fortuna e da felicidade é muito presenteada entre amigos e parentes.

 

Kalanchoe blossfeldiana es una especie del género Kalanchoe, endémica de Madagascar. Planta suculenta que pueden alcanzar 30-40 cm de altura por unos 20 cm de ancho con brillantes hojas carnosas de color verde oscuro cuyo tamaño alcanza entre 7 cm de largo por 4 de anchura. La inflorescencia es un corto tallo con hasta tres pares de hojas (distintas a las del resto de la planta), que nace de las axilas de las hojas, al final de este tallo surgen en forma de racimo numerosas flores con 4 pétalos de unos 4 mm de diámetro, éstas pueden ser rojas, purpúreas, anaranjadas, amarillas, blancas. Su época de floración natural abarca desde finales del invierno hasta finales de primavera. Es muy utilizada como planta de interior y comúnmente cultivada en jardines en zonas de clima cálido, ya que no soporta temperaturas por debajo de los 10 °C. Se puede forzar el periodo natural de floración cubriendo la planta para que tenga menos horas de luz al día. Kalanchoe blossfeldiana fue descrita por Karl von Poellnitz y publicado en Repert. Spec. Nov. Regni Veg. 35(918/927): 159 159 1934. Kalanchoe: nombre genérico que se supone fue nombrado por una de sus especies (posiblemente Kalanchoe spathulata ) y su nombre chino 伽藍菜 / 伽蓝菜 jiāláncài , cantonés galaamchoi. Una segunda explicación se deriva del nombre de la antigua palabras indias: Kalanka = "manchas, óxido" y chaya = de. Blossfeldiana: epíteto otorgado en honor del distribuidor de plantas alemán Robert Blossfeld (1882–1945).

 

K. blossfeldiana stammt ursprünglich aus Madagaskar (USDA-ARS, 2016). Sie ist in China, Indien, Nord-, Mittel- und Südamerika, Westindien und auf vielen Inseln im Pazifischen Ozean eingebürgert (siehe die Verbreitungstabelle für Einzelheiten; Ministerio Medio Ambiente, 2012; Jørgensen et al., 2015; Flora of North America Editorial Committee, 2016; PIER, 2016). K. blossfeldiana wird in den Niederlanden als Zierpflanze kultiviert (Kalanchoe Growers, 2016) und wird wahrscheinlich auch in anderen europäischen Ländern kultiviert. Da die Art weltweit kultiviert wird, ist ihr aktuelles Verbreitungsgebiet wahrscheinlich größer als das hier angegebene. Kalanchoe blossfeldiana ist wahrscheinlich die beliebteste und am weitesten verbreitete Kalanchoe-Art. Sie wird oft als Topfpflanze für den Innenbereich und als Zierpflanze für den Außenbereich gepflanzt. Diese Art ist aus der Kultivierung entkommen und kann eingebürgert in gestörten und brachliegenden Gebieten in der Nähe von Kultivierungen gefunden werden. Derzeit wird sie in der Dominikanischen Republik, Chile und den Galapagosinseln als invasiv eingestuft.

 

K. blossfeldiana est originaire de Madagascar (USDA-ARS, 2016). Elle s'est naturalisée en Chine, en Inde, en Amérique du Nord, en Amérique centrale et en Amérique du Sud, aux Antilles et sur de nombreuses îles de l'océan Pacifique (voir le tableau de répartition pour plus de détails ; Ministerio Medio Ambiente, 2012 ; Jørgensen et al., 2015 ; Flora of North America Editorial Committee, 2016 ; PIER, 2016). K. blossfeldiana est cultivée comme plante ornementale aux Pays-Bas (Kalanchoe Growers, 2016) et elle est probablement aussi cultivée dans d'autres pays européens. Comme l'espèce est cultivée dans le monde entier, son aire de répartition actuelle est probablement plus large que celle rapportée ici. Kalanchoe blossfeldiana est probablement l'espèce de Kalanchoe la plus populaire et la plus cultivée. Elle est souvent plantée comme plante d'intérieur en pot et comme plante ornementale d'extérieur. Cette espèce s'est échappée des cultures et peut être trouvée naturalisée dans des zones perturbées et en friche à proximité des cultures. Actuellement, il est classé comme espèce envahissante en République dominicaine, au Chili et aux îles Galapagos.

 

K. blossfeldiana è originaria del Madagascar (USDA-ARS, 2016). Si è naturalizzata in Cina, India, America settentrionale, centrale e meridionale, nelle Indie occidentali e in molte isole dell'Oceano Pacifico (vedere la tabella di distribuzione per i dettagli; Ministerio Medio Ambiente, 2012; Jørgensen et al., 2015; Flora of North America Editorial Committee, 2016; PIER, 2016). K. blossfeldiana è coltivata come ornamentale nei Paesi Bassi (Kalanchoe Growers, 2016) e probabilmente è coltivata anche in altri paesi europei. Poiché la specie è coltivata in tutto il mondo, il suo attuale intervallo di distribuzione è probabilmente più ampio di quello riportato qui. Kalanchoe blossfeldiana è probabilmente la specie di Kalanchoe più popolare e ampiamente coltivata. È spesso piantata come pianta in vaso da interno e come ornamentale da esterno. Questa specie è sfuggita alla coltivazione e può essere trovata naturalizzata in aree disturbate e incolte vicino alla coltivazione. Attualmente è elencato come invasivo nella Repubblica Dominicana, in Cile e nelle Isole Galapagos

 

K. blossfeldiana is afkomstig uit Madagaskar (USDA-ARS, 2016). De plant is genaturaliseerd in China, India, Noord-, Midden- en Zuid-Amerika, West-Indië en op veel eilanden in de Stille Oceaan (zie de distributietabel voor details; Ministerio Medio Ambiente, 2012; Jørgensen et al., 2015; Flora of North America Editorial Committee, 2016; PIER, 2016). K. blossfeldiana wordt in Nederland gekweekt als sierplant (Kalanchoe Growers, 2016) en waarschijnlijk ook in andere Europese landen. Omdat de soort wereldwijd wordt gekweekt, is het huidige verspreidingsgebied waarschijnlijk groter dan het hier gerapporteerde verspreidingsgebied. Kalanchoe blossfeldiana is waarschijnlijk de populairste en meest gekweekte Kalanchoe-soort. De plant wordt vaak geplant als potplant binnenshuis en als sierplant buitenshuis. Deze soort is ontsnapt uit de teelt en kan genaturaliseerd worden aangetroffen in verstoorde en verlaten gebieden in de buurt van teelt. Momenteel staat het op de lijst van invasieve soorten in de Dominicaanse Republiek, Chili en de Galapagoseilanden.

 

K. blossfeldiana はマダガスカル原産です (USDA-ARS, 2016)。中国、インド、北米、中米、南米、西インド諸島、太平洋の多くの島々に帰化しています (詳細は分布表を参照; Ministerio Medio Ambiente, 2012; Jørgensen et al., 2015; Flora of North America Editorial Committee, 2016; PIER, 2016)。K. blossfeldiana はオランダで観賞用として栽培されており (Kalanchoe Growers, 2016)、他のヨーロッパ諸国でも栽培されていると思われます。この種は世界中で栽培されているため、現在の分布範囲はここで報告されている範囲よりも広いと思われます。Kalanchoe blossfeldiana はおそらく最も人気があり、広く栽培されている Kalanchoe 種です。屋内の鉢植えとして、また屋外の観賞用として植えられることが多いです。この種は栽培地から逃げ出し、栽培地近くの荒廃した地域や荒廃した地域で帰化しているのが見られます。現在、ドミニカ共和国、チリ、ガラパゴス諸島では侵入種としてリストされています。

 

K. blossfeldiana نبات أصلي في مدغشقر (USDA-ARS, 2016). وقد تجنس في الصين والهند وأمريكا الشمالية والوسطى والجنوبية وجزر الهند الغربية والعديد من الجزر في المحيط الهادئ (انظر جدول التوزيع للحصول على التفاصيل؛ Ministerio Medio Ambiente, 2012؛ Jørgensen et al., 2015؛ Flora of North America Editorial Committee, 2016؛ PIER, 2016). يُزرع K. blossfeldiana كنبات زينة في هولندا (Kalanchoe Growers, 2016) ومن المحتمل أن يُزرع أيضًا في دول أوروبية أخرى. نظرًا لأن هذا النوع يُزرع في جميع أنحاء العالم، فمن المحتمل أن يكون نطاق توزيعه الحالي أوسع من النطاق المذكور هنا. ربما يكون Kalanchoe blossfeldiana هو أكثر أنواع Kalanchoe شيوعًا وانتشارًا. غالبًا ما يُزرع كنبات أصيص داخلي وكنبات زينة خارجي. لقد هرب هذا النوع من الزراعة ويمكن العثور عليه متوطنًا في المناطق المضطربة والبور القريبة من الزراعة. وهو مدرج حاليًا على أنه غازي في جمهورية الدومينيكان وتشيلي وجزر غالاباغوس

I was so inspired by the cover of the current USA Philatelic catalog I saw at the Post Office - it features the most beautiful Cherry Blossom Centennial postage stamp!

I'm also taking the on-line Tim Holtz class and wanted to try the brushless watercolor technique with some of my distress inks. Using the cherry blossom stamp from an older HA set called CL228 Asian Elements I inked it up with spun sugar, worn lipstick, walnut stain and peeled paint distress inks, spritzed with water and stamped on a piece of watercolor paper repeating several times. I then added a few single flower images from this same set that were not misted as heavily with water. Afterwards I painted a "sky" in the background using a combination of water and tumbled glass distress inks.

Sentiment is from CL342 Everyday Sayings. After distressing edges with antique linen and walnut stain distress inks piece was mounted with foam tape on an eggshell base stamped in HA soft sand with S5507 Envie pattern and distressed with pumice stone distress ink.

 

Hope everyone has a great weekend! I'll be back later to comment in the pool:)

TFL and for all your sweet comments!

"Berwick Bridge, also known as the Old Bridge, spans the River Tweed in Berwick-upon-Tweed, Northumberland, England. The current structure is a Grade I listed stone bridge built between 1611 and 1624.

 

Prior to the construction of the stone bridge, the crossing was served by a series of wooden bridges. which were variously destroyed by flooding and military action. James Burrell became Surveyor of Works of the town in 1604, making him responsible for maintenance of the bridge. He was previously also occupied on the fortifications around Berwick before James VI and I ascended the throne of England, rendering them redundant.

 

In 1608, ten piers of the wooden bridge were destroyed by ice, and Burrell wrote to Robert Cecil, 1st Earl of Salisbury, then Secretary of State, to recommend the construction of a stone bridge. Arrangements were made in May 1608 to collect funds, but only £3,300 had been collected by 1611, but the Captain of Berwick Sir William Bowyer was unsatisfied with this progress, and a proposal was made for a bridge with seven stone arches over the deepest part of the river and the rest built of wood. After further collapse of the old wooden bridge, a modified proposal, for an entirely stone bridge with 13 arches, and estimated to cost a further £8,462, was put to the Privy Council, and on 16 May 1611 the King ordered £8,000 to be put towards the bridge. Work started on the bridge on 19 June that year, and by September 170 men were employed on its construction. At some point it was decided to build it with 15 arches instead.

 

In 1618, a further £4,000 grant was given, but this money had been used by 1620 and the Privy Council placed the bridge project under the supervision of the Bishop of Durham Richard Neile before any more money was given. Neile contracted Burrell and the leading mason Lancelot Bramston to finish the bridge at a cost of £1,750, and installed John Johnson of Newcastle as supervisor. The bridge was completed by September 1621 except for the parapets and paving, but a flood in October 1621 swept away some masonry and the wooden centring. In light of the accident, a grant of £3,000 was made and work restarted the following March, and the bridge was opened to traffic in 1624, although minor work continued for the next decade.

 

The bridge became less important for road traffic as the main route moved westwards, first to the concrete Royal Tweed Bridge built in the 1920s, and then in the 1980s a bypass took the A1 road out of Berwick altogether.

 

It is a Grade I listed building and a scheduled monument.

 

Berwick-upon-Tweed (/ˌbɛrɪk-/; Scots: Sooth Berwick, Scottish Gaelic: Bearaig a Deas) is a town in the county of Northumberland. It is the northernmost town in England, at the mouth of the River Tweed on the east coast, 2 1⁄2 miles (4 kilometres) south of the Scottish border (the hamlet of Marshall Meadows is the actual northernmost settlement). Berwick is approximately 56 mi (90 km) east-south east of Edinburgh, 65 mi (105 km) north of Newcastle upon Tyne and 345 mi (555 km) north of London.

 

The 2011 United Kingdom census recorded Berwick's population as 12,043. A civil parish and town council were created in 2008 comprising the communities of Berwick, Spittal and Tweedmouth.

 

Berwick was founded as an Anglo-Saxon settlement during the time of the Kingdom of Northumbria, which was annexed by England in the 10th century. The area was for more than 400 years central to historic border wars between the Kingdoms of England and Scotland, and several times possession of Berwick changed hands between the two kingdoms. The last time it changed hands was when Richard of Gloucester retook it for England in 1482. To this day many Berwickers feel a close affinity to Scotland.

 

Berwick remains a traditional market town and also has some notable architectural features, in particular its medieval town walls, its Georgian Town Hall, its Elizabethan ramparts, and Britain's earliest barracks buildings, which Nicholas Hawksmoor built (1717–21) for the Board of Ordnance." - info from Wikipedia.

 

Summer 2019 I did a solo cycling tour across Europe through 12 countries over the course of 3 months. I began my adventure in Edinburgh, Scotland and finished in Florence, Italy cycling 8,816 km. During my trip I took 47,000 photos.

 

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Here's a view of my studio, abode etc. It's way too small , but it will be a great place to get started, with smaller things. I sleep here most nights :))

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Car park find at the Classics in Cardiff show.

 

Recorded as currently being red and previously painted white.

 

Car: Triumph TR6.

Engine: 2498cc in-line 6.

Year of manufacture: 1973.

Date of first registration in the UK: 5th April 1973.

Place of registration: Wiltshire.

Date of last MOT: No online MOT history.

Mileage at last MOT: No online MOT history.

Date of last change of keeper: 25th July 2014.

Number of previous keepers: 6.

 

Date taken: 14th May 2023.

Album: Classics in Cardiff May 2023

Homes for Our Troops will be building him a new, specially adapted, home soon!

This building is currently a parking lot. In 1937 it had the Chicago Hotel upstairs, as well as 3 cafes (one named Angelo Cafe on the corner) and a barber on the first floor, along with jeweler O. Kimura.

 

The clock on the right side of the photograph was owned by Otomatsu Kimura. This is one of four confirmed sightings of this clock. It was cataloged in a 1924 inventory of clocks, and is seen in a photo taken i late 1942, an undated (1940s or 1950s) image and a 1950 view. Because there is no street use permit for its installation, I believe it was installed prior to 1917.

 

According to his illegal internment file, Otomatsu was born in Japan in 1874 and arrived in the US in 1903. Marriage records show that he married Suwa Yamamoto in 1907, who was born in Shiga prefecture just like him. She immigrated to the US in 1907 and her signature was in Japanese on the certificate, hints that they had an arranged marriage. He was already 43. They had two sons and a daughter over the next five years.

 

In the 1910 census he already listed his profession as a retail jeweler. Newspaper articles later described him as a pawnbroker, so he sold at least some used good. A 1940 immigration document typewritten "jeweler" was overwritten with "watch maker" as his profession.

 

That same year he paid for an elaborate entry in the city directory, saying: "Expert watchmaker, all repair work guaranteed, 21 years of dependable service at this location, 510 Jackson near 5th Av S". That matches our photograph, where a large placard over his door says "O Kimura - Expert Watchmaker". If the date is accurate, he opened the store in 1909.

 

In 1940 his two sons Osamu ("Sam") and Kazuota were living with him with Kaz's wife Masako and their daughter Kujoko and newborn grandson Katsumi. The sons both worked at the University Club, one as a steward and one as a bartender.

 

He went to the holding area at the Puyallup fair grounds and then spent the war at the Minidoka camp. At the time he entered the prison he was 67 years old. His grandson was 3.

 

Otomatsu grew up on a farm in Japan, and must have worked at Puget Sound oyster beds and some sort of an amusement park per his employment record.

 

He returned to Seattle after the war with his wife, children and grandchildren.

 

Kimura died in 1964 at the age of 90. His obituary in the Seattle Times said that he owned his own store until he retired in 1955. Suwa preceded him in death in 1959. At that time they already had one great-grandchild. When he died there were 5.

 

I'm not yet sure if he returned to the same storefront and retained ownership of the clock. But by 1950 the clock's face was covered with a sign saying "DRY GOODS". So at least in the final years his business was elsewhere.

 

This photo is on the King County property card for parcel 524780-1590 at the Washington State Puget Sound Regional Archives.

Soon there will not be a sunset obove the arctic cirkle.

Picture taken from Hadseløya in Northern Norway

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Current Artifacts Abstract - The final image in a set of four showing abstract views of a laundromat glass door with weathered, faded, cracked and peeling adhesive signs. And old paper sign was pasted on top from the outside to show hours.

Lampéron

I'm thinking I won't be keeping the 200-600. It just hasn't wow'ed me out of the gate like the 100-400GM did. I am also considering selling the Sigma 24-70 and the Sony 85mm 1.8 and getting the 50mm GM and going pretty much prime-only except for the Sigma 14-24 and the 100-400GM on the extreme ends. I rarely use the 24-70 anymore and the 85 is collecting dust since I got the 135 GM.

 

Pictured:

Sony a7, a7RII, a7RIII, a7RIV

 

Sony FE 200-600mm G, 100-400mm GM, 135mm GM, 85mm, 24mm GM, Sigma DG DN Art 24-70mm, 14-24mm, Voigtlander 15mm f/4.5 Heliar III, Super Takumar 50mm f/1.4, Carl Zeiss Jena Biotar 58mm f/2

There is nothing like the glow of light through a "Red Current". Red and Black currents are members of the Gooseberry Family.

This vegan pepperoni & cheese pizza from Blackbird is currently Rowan's favourite! The store we get it from, Orii, sells out of it pretty quickly though, so it can be hard to get a hold of!

 

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Why veganism:

www.vegankit.com/why

I'm very busy at the moment and as usual this is the time when inspiration strikes.

It was a throwaway remark at the weekend which set me off on a tangent. The remark was to the effect that labels are dangerous.

When applied to people this has a profound meaning.

I am dreaming therefore of a textile piece with lots of featureless people. These will have labels with ambiguous meanings attached to them in some way.

Machine time is rare at the moment, so I'm using what time I have in creating wrapped and sculpted "dolls" to see what I come up with. I may eventually decide that I like the idea of machine outlined people.

Very exciting!

Hello everyone! I'm currently doing an internship at Frost Transporte, and soon I'll have my very own truck and trailer – I can't wait! In the meantime, I want to show you one of our special Volvo FHs. It's been with the company since 2014, ever since the boss bought it, and it's been our loyal companion ever since. But the coolest thing is its condition! Despite having been through a lot (and thousands of kilometers!), it looks like brand new. The boss won't sell it for anything, so this truck will be working for us for a very long time to come!

Currently for sale on Ebay.

 

Currently without a livery scheme, Etihad Airways A6-DDA is seen on the south cargo rampo in Memphis. This 777 will soon sport the FedEx colors and be registered as N840FD.

Current projects! Nekkid/faceless Mattel Merida in the background: she's probably not going to be a version of Merida at all. I really like the potential of the blank sculpt, and the skin tone (and the hair); if I feel sufficiently flush, I hope to rebody her to an Ever After High Apple White body at some point.

 

Francie: ripped out the horrible kanekalon, trying to drum up the enthusiasm for a saran reroot.

 

Ryan: he's had a slight resculpt, and his hair ripped out, but I'm not feeling the direction of the face I've done so far. More consideration needed.

 

Flynn/Eugenes: haha! My long-promised tutorial on the Disney Store Flynn/Eugene resculpt is on its way soon. Here are the two stunt heads I was using to make it... watch this space...

This neighbourhood was called St Helen-on-the-Walls on a detailed 1852 map of York. The houses currently visible in this photo are more modern but they don't come across as offensive which is nice.

 

"York is a cathedral city and unitary authority area in North Yorkshire, England. The population of the council area which includes nearby villages was 208,200 as of 2017 and the population of the urban area was 153,717 at the 2011 census. Located at the confluence of the Rivers Ouse and Foss, it is the county town of the historic county of Yorkshire. The city is known for its famous historical landmarks such as York Minster and the city walls, as well as a variety of cultural and sporting activities, which makes it a popular tourist destination in England. The local authority is the City of York Council, a single tier governing body responsible for providing all local services and facilities throughout the city. The City of York local government district includes rural areas beyond the old city boundaries. It is about 25 miles north-east of Leeds and 34 miles north-west of Kingston upon Hull. York is the largest settlement in the ceremonial county of North Yorkshire.

 

The city was founded by the Romans as Eboracum in 71 AD. It became the capital of the Roman province of Britannia Inferior, and later of the kingdoms of Deira, Northumbria and Jórvík. In the Middle Ages, York grew as a major wool trading centre and became the capital of the northern ecclesiastical province of the Church of England, a role it has retained. In the 19th century, York became a major hub of the railway network and a confectionery manufacturing centre, a status it maintained well into the 20th century. During the Second World War, York was bombed as part of the Baedeker Blitz. Although less affected by bombing than other northern cities, several historic buildings were gutted and restoration efforts continued into the 1960s.

 

The economy of York is dominated by services. The University of York and National Health Service are major employers, whilst tourism has become an important element of the local economy. In 2016, York became sister cities with the Chinese city of Nanjing, as per an agreement signed by the Lord Mayor of York, focusing on building links in tourism, education, science, technology and culture. Today, the city is a popular tourist attraction, especially for international visitors from America, Germany, France and China. In 2017, York became UK's first human rights city, which formalised the city's aim to use human rights in decision making." - info from Wikipedia.

 

Summer 2019 I did a solo cycling tour across Europe through 12 countries over the course of 3 months. I began my adventure in Edinburgh, Scotland and finished in Florence, Italy cycling 8,816 km. During my trip I took 47,000 photos.

 

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current view out my kitchen window.

Currently, due to the allocations of the 61-branded Omnidekkas, it results in one going off the route half way through the day and doing some journeys on the 21, 23 and 52. Here is one of those occasions, passing Whitchurch Hospital, which shut it's doors in 2016.

 

Whitchurch in the north of Cardiff is seeing more and more deckers, as Stagecoach have not long ago also introduced Enviro400s onto their competing 132 service.

 

Service: 23 to Pantmawr

Type: Scania N230UD Omnidekka

Reg/Fleet No: YT10 UWP, 357

Location: Park Road, Whitchurch

Date/Time: 20/07/2022, 17:33