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On Nov. 19, the Gillings School hosted the annual World of Difference dinner to honor its generous supporters.
Today I finally had the guts to remove Bente's old face-up. While it was very very beautifull, you can see it had yellowed so much. And doing my own face-up makes her also more "my girl" ^^
The old face-up was made in 2005 by CustomHouse :)
I created and made these last weekend April 12/13, 2014. Painted watercolor papers and minimal embellishments. I'm making these to bless our church's Missions ministry and more!
Our annual Women and Men Making a Difference Luncheon was held on October 9, 2015 at the Colville Community College. Tom Thelen, bullying prevention speaker, was this year's keynote. Tom also traveled to four schools to provide anti-bullying assemblies. The four schools (Wellpinit, Springdale, Valley and Colville) also received his book, DVD and curriculum. Wo+men Making a Difference raises funds for Rural Resources Victim Services and Kids First Children's Advocacy Center. Without the support of our community, we could not provide the breadth of services currently available. Thank you to all who support our mission of ending abuse in Stevens and Ferry Counties!
Rural Resources Victim Services' mission is to "create an abuse-free environment in Stevens and Ferry Counties." Rural Resources Victim Services offers advocacy to victims of domestic violence, sexual assault, child sexual abuse, elder abuse and all crimes. Rural Resources Victim Services also offers free prevention and awareness education to the public. www.ruralresources.org
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Hear the sledges with the bells -
Silver bells!
What a world of merriment their melody foretells!
How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle,
In the icy air of night!
While the stars that oversprinkle
All the heavens seem to twinkle
With a crystalline delight;
Keeping time, time, time,
In a sort of Runic rhyme,
To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells
From the bells, bells, bells, bells,
Bells, bells, bells -
From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.
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Hear the mellow wedding bells -
Golden bells!
What a world of happiness their harmony foretells!
Through the balmy air of night
How they ring out their delight!
From the molten-golden notes,
And all in tune,
What a liquid ditty floats
To the turtle-dove that listens, while she gloats
On the moon!
Oh, from out the sounding cells
What a gush of euphony voluminously wells!
How it swells!
How it dwells
On the Future! -how it tells
Of the rapture that impels
To the swinging and the ringing
Of the bells, bells, bells,
Of the bells, bells, bells, bells,
Bells, bells, bells -
To the rhyming and the chiming of the bells!
III
Hear the loud alarum bells -
Brazen bells!
What a tale of terror, now, their turbulency tells!
In the startled ear of night
How they scream out their affright!
Too much horrified to speak,
They can only shriek, shriek,
Out of tune,
In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire,
In a mad expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire,
Leaping higher, higher, higher,
With a desperate desire,
And a resolute endeavor
Now -now to sit or never,
By the side of the pale-faced moon.
Oh, the bells, bells, bells!
What a tale their terror tells
Of despair!
How they clang, and clash, and roar!
What a horror they outpour
On the bosom of the palpitating air!
Yet the ear it fully knows,
By the twanging
And the clanging,
How the danger ebbs and flows;
Yet the ear distinctly tells,
In the jangling
And the wrangling,
How the danger sinks and swells,
By the sinking or the swelling in the anger of the bells -
Of the bells,
Of the bells, bells, bells, bells,
Bells, bells, bells -
In the clamor and the clangor of the bells!
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Hear the tolling of the bells -
Iron bells!
What a world of solemn thought their monody compels!
In the silence of the night,
How we shiver with affright
At the melancholy menace of their tone!
For every sound that floats
From the rust within their throats
Is a groan.
And the people -ah, the people -
They that dwell up in the steeple,
All alone,
And who tolling, tolling, tolling,
In that muffled monotone,
Feel a glory in so rolling
On the human heart a stone -
They are neither man nor woman -
They are neither brute nor human -
They are Ghouls:
And their king it is who tolls;
And he rolls, rolls, rolls,
Rolls
A paean from the bells!
And his merry bosom swells
With the paean of the bells!
And he dances, and he yells;
Keeping time, time, time,
In a sort of Runic rhyme,
To the paean of the bells,
Of the bells -
Keeping time, time, time,
In a sort of Runic rhyme,
To the throbbing of the bells,
Of the bells, bells, bells -
To the sobbing of the bells;
Keeping time, time, time,
As he knells, knells, knells,
In a happy Runic rhyme,
To the rolling of the bells,
Of the bells, bells, bells -
To the tolling of the bells,
Of the bells, bells, bells, bells,
Bells, bells, bells -
To the moaning and the groaning of the bells.
spotting myself in the official programme for a new cohort of student start up at Salford University's Launch accelerator!
From left to right: Michael Smith, Special Assistant to the President, My Brother's Keeper Initiative; Wes Moore, Bestselling Author and Founder/CEO of BridgeEdU; Marcia Cantarella, PhD, Author/Consultant on Higher Education, Access and Diversity; Kim Hunter Reed, Deputy Under Secretary, US Department of Education; and Robert Henderson, Featured in All the Difference.
Credit: POV / The American Documentary Inc.
the feeling on the 80th floor is indifferent and distant. indifferent and distant to ground zero. it is all peaceful and good up here...........
Curiosity sol 0052 enhanced difference false color of soil and rock in Glenelg area ,Gale crater, Mars.
One lone striped crocus . I have groups of purple and yellow crocus, but just one lone striped crocus to be seen.
Future meets the past. The old dismanteled wheelhouse/bridge is from the condemmed fishingvessel Kavholm. Used to belong to my family. It's strange to see my father/granddads old workingplace and compare it to mine which is on a similar vessel as seen in the background
The weelhouse belonging to Kavholm is now been broken up and is partly removed from the site.