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St Nicholas, one of Britain's largest parish churches, stands in the centre of the market town of North Walsham. The church was dedicated to the Blessed Virgin Mary, the change to St. Nicholas only happening in later years after the English Reformation.

 

The present church was started in about 1330, although a Saxon church was partially enlarged and altered around 1275 as a temporary measure to meet the needs of a rapidly expanding town. Work was interrupted by the Black Death in 1348 and again in 1361. These fatal epidemics resulted in a lack of skilled craftsmen, a fact which necessitated the austere simple tracery in most of the buildings windows. At the time of the Peasants' Revolt in 1381, there was another delay following the Battle of North Walsham, when a large group of rebellious local peasants were confronted and defeated by the heavily armed forces led by the warlike bishop of Norwich, Henry le Despenser.

 

The church was consecrated by le Despenser at the end of the 14th. century and was completed in 1406, when the town’s population was around 850 and had the benefits of profits from the wool and weaving industries to pay for their new church.

 

The entrance porch is richly carved and decorated with colourful statues and heraldic emblems. During the medieval period the south chapel area contained a shrine to Thomas Becket, popular with pilgrims making their way to Bromholm Priory at Bacton.

 

The building contains many unusual features and artefacts which include the intricately carved telescopic baptismal font cover, a massive iron-bound chest with seven locks, medieval misericord seats, the remains of a highly decorated parclose screen with an array of painted saints, a unique Communion Table, and the highly ornate marble tomb of Sir William Paston, 1st. Baronet, (1528 to 1610).

 

The ruinous tower is a local landmark and stands to a height of 85 ft. (25.9 m). The steeple was the second tallest in Norfolk after Norwich Cathedral, attaining a height of 147 ft. (44.8 m) to the parapet, with a lead covered timber spire reaching to 180 ft. (54.85 m). Local folklore suggests that the spire was added as an act of local rivalry after the completion of the 158 ft. (48.15 m) tower at Cromer church.

 

The tower collapsed on the morning of Saturday 16th. May 1724, when the entire south-west corner of the structure containing the stairwell failed. The distressed state of the building had been noticed by the Sexton the previous evening when he ascended the tower to wind the clock. That day had seen the six heavy bells rung for several hours during the Ascensiontide Fair. The ringing of the bells combined with a windy day caused a vibration to resonance throughout the structure. The vicar, Thomas Jeffery noted the catastrophe in the parish register,

"Memorandum May 16th. Between nine and ten o'clock in the forenoon on the Sat. fell down the north and south sides of the steeple and no person man woman nor child 'yt we hear of yet getting any mischief thereby. Thanks to be to God for his goodness therein."

The collapse was witnessed by Thomas Cooper Esq. who wrote,

“Between eight and nine a clock in the morning the steeple of North Walsham fell down. It was visibly seen by a great part of the inhabitants to work (crumble) for about an hour before it fell. The Sexton with some others were up the steeple about 2 hours before to wind up the clock, but seeing a shard come down, without winding the clock, he descended to tell the inhabitants, which gave them timely notice that there was so many ye more on that account that see that dreadful sight, ye day before being ye fair day, as is well, many people went up the steeple. It gave such warning and was so long in falling that I bless God no body received any harm. All this I was an eye witness to."

 

Once open to the elements the building deteriorated further. In 1835 more falls indicated the weakness of the upper stonework. The last major fall was at 6pm on Wednesday 17th. February 1836 when heavy wintery gales brought down the north side of the ruin, sending a quake like tremor through the town. The remaining east belfry wall was later dismantled to a reduced height as a safety precaution. One large window with its distinctive reticulated tracery remains in situ. In 1939 stabilisation work was carried out on the tower, in the hope that one day rebuilding might be possible.

 

The churchyard is small. The burial registers go back to 10th. October 1541, and give indications of plague and illness that took their toll on the town’s population. In 1558, 110 burials are recorded, well above the average of less than 20 at that time. When the plague struck the town again in 1626 there are 138 recorded burials for the year, 59 in one month alone. There is a note by July 1742, ‘At this time the small pox broke out in the town and continued with great violence for several months’.

 

The church received Grade: I listed building status on 21st. June 1950 (English Heritage Legacy ID: 222757).

Dedicated to Cagla

Dedicated to Saint Peter and located on the path to Compostela (and therefore a UNESCO World Heritage site), the Benedictine abbey of Moissac was founded in the 700s. According to legend, it was founded even earlier, in 506, by the freshly converted Clovis, King of the Franks, but there is no historical evidence that this ever happened. Affiliated to Cluny from 1047, it became the most powerful monastery of southwestern France and numbered over 1,000 monks —most likely including lay brothers, though.

 

There is so much to say about the abbey of Moissac that I will, for the most part, refer my readers to the many lengthy internet pages that describe it, not to mention of course the Quercy roman book by Zodiaque. The most famous parts are the stunning tympanum, the iconic statue of Saint Jeremy and the Year 1100 cloister with its 7- capitals, most of them historied. All of those are masterpieces fo Romanesque art and known worldwide.

 

The abbey was on the very first list of Historic Landmarks in 1840. It is an absolute must-see for all people interested in the Middle Ages, and we will devote quite a few days to its visit.

 

This trapezoid shape is characteristic of the Moissac cloister, although other shapes can also be seen in the cloister. This one depicts the parable of the Three Young Jews in the Fiery Furnace.

Dedicated*;♥

 

Dedicated to Carmen.

Dedicated to Elizabeth025 (www.flickr.com/photos/elizbeth_brannin/) who loves the sun - Elibeth's name with a z not an s, tricky business, confuses Pensive who is French educated!

 

- Le soleil de Elibeth

Wild foals greeting each other.

 

Dedicated to Terri Farley, a stellar wild horse advocate, prolific author of young peoples books, and someone I am proud to call my friend.

 

Terri recently won the "Silver Pen Award" in Nevada.

 

Congratulations, well deserved Terri!

 

www.terrifarley.com/bio.shtml

  

Dedicated to my dog, Wawa, for peeing on Julie right after I took this photo. Love ya bro. <3

 

~Pineapple

circa 1816, formed 1747

 

a brief history, from the AppomattoxHistoricDistrict FB page section on Amherst County:

 

"St. Mark's is the direct successor of the first Christian church established in 1747 in what is now Amherst County. The Parish was represented at the convention at which the Diocese of Virginia was formed; it subscribed to the expenses of the first General Convention, as well as voting for Delegates for the same. Clifford (formerly New Glasgow) was a flourishing town in Revolutionary times. In 1778, Amherst Parish, which included what is now Amherst and Nelson Counties, was divided and Amherst County took the name Lexington Parish in honor of the Battle of Lexington.

 

"St. Mark's congregation has never been large, but support has always been strong, and the people caring. The parish hall, dedicated in November, 1950 continues as a community center for the area. St. Mark's celebrated the 250th anniversary of the founding of the congregation on September 13, 1998 with the following thought: "It is in remembrance of all those who have been a part of the glorious history of this parish, in thanksgiving for their contribution in the past, that we here dedicate ourselves to the future."

 

"Under the massive limbs of an ancient oak the bell still rings 9:00 a.m. each Sunday morning"

Dedicated to all the mothers

“But Only In Their Dreams Can Men Be Truly Free. ‘Twas Always Thus And Always Thus Will Be.”

- John Keating (played by Robin Williams) from the movie The Dead Poet’s Society

 

My Tribute to Robin McLaurin Williams (1951 – 2014)

Dedicated to Bootcrease

Here is a card I made for a challenge using the 'kissing' technique.

Stamps used are Hero Arts woodgrain, SU Petal prints, Studio G and the sentiment is from Stampendous.

thanks for looking!

Dedicated to C.F. (ILYWAMHASAM)

Last night I read the sad news of passing away of a very sincere and beautiful flickr friend Rose (screen name: Summer and Rose)

May her soul rest in peace.

Reminded me of the Gorton Fisherman

Dedicated to the Gallipoli relief in 1915.

 

The Royal Gloucestershire Hussars was a volunteer yeomanry regiment which, in the 20th century, became part of the British Army Reserve. It traced its origins to the First or Cheltenham Troop of Gloucestershire Gentleman and Yeomanry raised in 1795, although a break in the lineage means that its formation is dated to the Marshfield and Dodington Troop raised in 1830. Six further troops – officered by nobility and gentry, and recruited largely from among landholders and tenant farmers – were subsequently raised in Gloucestershire, and in 1834 they came together to form the Gloucestershire Yeomanry Cavalry. In 1847, the regiment adopted a hussar uniform and the name Royal Gloucestershire Hussars. Originally intended to counter insurrection and a French invasion that never materialised, the yeomanry's first deployments were ceremonial and as mounted police during times of civil unrest. Three Gloucestershire troops were deployed to Bristol on two separate occasions in the 1830s in support of the civil authorities.

From the mid-19th century, the yeomanry's policing role diminished with the establishment of a civilian police force, and renewed fears of invasion turned its focus to national defence. The Royal Gloucestershire Hussars' first battle honour was won in South Africa during the Second Boer War, when a contingent of Gloucestershire yeomanry served as mounted infantry in the Imperial Yeomanry. Before the First World War, all volunteer forces, including the yeomanry, were brought into the Territorial Force. On the outbreak of the war the regiment raised a second-line unit, which remained in the UK and became a cyclist unit in 1916, and a third-line unit, which served as a reserve. The first-line unit saw action as infantry at Gallipoli and as cavalry in the Sinai and Palestine Campaign; in the latter it fought both mounted and dismounted from the Suez Canal to Aleppo in modern-day Syria. Following the war, the regiment was downsized and converted to the 21st (Royal Gloucestershire Hussars) Armoured Car Company.

 

For more history of the regiment, see here: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Royal_Gloucestershire_Hussars

Dedicated to Bootcrease

… for dedicated Flickr users. I have been in a state of shock and sadness all day due to the changes announced by Flickr. For more info:

www.theguardian.com/technology/2018/nov/02/flickr-delete-...

 

There could have been so many other ways to reduce the content on the site and it is so completely untrue that those with large numbers of photos are not using the site for social interaction. This is certainly untrue of our vibrant dolly community. But we all know this is not the real reason for these harsh new restrictions - its all just about the money.

 

I'm not tagging anyone at Convention - I don't want to spoil their fun.

Links to conversations here on Flickr today:

 

www.flickr.com/photos/jade__mermaid/45626775642/in/faves-...

 

www.flickr.com/photos/lichtspuren2011/44768225905/in/date...

  

Dedicated to Zuzana-V (Zuzana Viglasska - www.flickr.com/photos/zzuzana82/) to welcome her again after a long time!

 

- Absorbant

dedicated to respected moniruzzaman bhai with love

Dedicated to Palestine Muslims and Childrens.

 

The picture speaks for itself. Wherever we are whatever we may speak lets us offer our sincere prayers and whatever financial support we can to support them. May Allah reward all our Good deeds and accept our Prayers. Ameeen.

 

Voice from Ghaza:

 

Do you still remember us?!

We are still under siege,

Darkness.....

And hunger.....

Do you still remember us?!

 

To get water we have to walk so far..

To fill a bottle or a jar......

We still have No food...

Or medicine to be fed.....

 

Our kids.....

are dying every day.....

in their beds.....

And many have just tears to shed.....

 

Do you still remember us?!

Death!

is everywhere.....

that sometimes we have No place,

to make Our prayer.....

 

Do you Really still remember us?!

We have nothing but pain.....

And daily sadness..... .

to Share.....

so do you still remember us?!

 

Gaza children implore you!

They are dying due to the blockade!

There is 'growing humanitarian crisis,'

happening in Gaza.....

 

There is an EXTREME restricted access,

to food, water, and medicine!!

 

Please! don't forget us

Please do Remember us!

Gaza Needs Your Voice!

  

Picture is not taken by me.

I thought about you Barbara when I was photographing this beauty! MC Poppy has all the details and the attributes that you would love in a Poppy doll! Especially her red lip colour! Btw, I saw your MC Poppy and she's absolutely stunning!

dedicated to Philou-philou, Marie Stockel, Marie Derenne and Minacat . Go visit theirs Flickr photostream :-)

A wonderful treasured friend I have in Kim...She wrote me a fabulous testimonial...

Kim what can I say...YOU are super and much loved by me!!!...xoxo

Dedicated to Veronika

Taken 31st July 2010

In the Greenhouse, Victoria Park Stafford

Used in the treatment of Malaria

Dedicated to my father who turned 96 yesterday ...

Dedicated to Nadeem Khawar for his technical support ofcourse

*Dedicated to the love of my life* like all of my pictures my Sirenia.

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The seasons pass fast and my love for you each day become stronger.

I have your name indelibly in my heart the mark of everlasting love

We are together we are one forever, i will never abandon my promise

I am totally yours belongs to you body heart and soul

I love you and I admire you, you are you my muse and my goddess,

your presence makes my world wonderful you gave me breath by your breath.

All these years been looking for you I have waited you and yes

at finally a great day the roads of our lives joined,

together will be walk this path this wonderful trip of our lives,

i will never leave your hand, you never will walk alone I will always be beside you,

you and me forever until the eternity.

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For more wonderful poems visit this site :My Own Avalon

and the set Our Art ~Poems and Images~

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床前明月光

疑是地上霜

舉頭望明月

低頭思故鄉

 

[靜夜思, 李白]

 

The moonlight reflecting on the waves of the lake reminded me of frost. In turn, that play of moonlight and frost reminded me of a classic Chinese poem by Li Po (above) that I memorized in college.

 

It reminded me of my youth and to Li Po's reach out to me here on the other side of the world. This photo is vague and minimalist because it seems to me that the essence of nostalgia is nebulous and minimalist by nature.

 

As I took this photo, I recited the poem above. I still knew it by heart.

 

For most who might be reading this in English, the poem above in Chinese is lost on them. So below is my own English translation of its meaning. In its own language each line of the poem consists of five syllables, which are also five words. It has a clear rhythm. It also has a marvelous rhyming pattern. The last word of the first, second and fourth lines rhyme. The third line's last word breaks up the rhyme but in doing so accentuates the rhyme pattern by adding variety. All of that is lost in English.

 

A quiet night's contemplation

--

Moonlight shines before my bed

Like frost on the ground

With a glance aloft I see its source, a bright moon

I drop my head, thinking fondly of my old home town*

 

*Note: LiPo's old home town, which skirted the foothills of the high mountains of the Himalayan Plateau, was in Sichuan, where the summer is hot and the winters have periods of frost. He served the Tang Dynasty (8th Century A.D.) as a translator and teacher in the faraway national capital of Chang'an (now Xian), with its dry winters.

Dedicated to those flicker friends that can play music :) Well, i wish i could!

Have a great weekend my friends.

And hope you enjoy the music that I've sent your way :p

 

Thanks for your visits and comments my friends!

Highest # on Flickr Explore that I've achieved so far, #113 :p

Dedicated to Jaio.Ne (Jaione - www.flickr.com/photos/70986341@N06/) as a welcome tribute

 

- Gerberas ensoleillées

dedicated and inspired by the photos of Giangaleazzo :https://www.flickr.com/photos/61674263@N03/15041047004/

 

dedicated to c. zwerg

greetings from home *knuddel*

Dedicated dog owner escorts pooches in pouring rain into Wilsonville, Ore., dog park

Dedicated to John Davies who would have loved this moment in history seeing Air Canada's newest airplane at YOW

E sereno weekend ai miei cari amici di Flickr……

And happy weekend to you, my dear Flickrfriends….

Enjoy this music and video www.youtube.com/watch?v=-eaaR1Ay5P0

 

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