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Okay, so you know that recent Michigan trip I keep mentioning? It was a different sort of trip than usual, and I'm going to present it in an unusual way. We took the trip as part of a genealogical exploration of one of my ancestral lines, so for the next couple of weeks, I'll be talking a lot about where I originate and some of the people who produced me. But I'll start with a 30-plus-year-old picture of a batch of people who have little to do with Michigan.

 

These are the folks who actually raised me. I don't like using my real identity on the internet, so I won't tell you their full names. My little play on the name of a movie star gunslinger has worked well enough as a fake flickr surname, though, so that's what I'll call these people. This is a photo of the Midwestwood family, taken in 1983 or '84 for a church directory, I think. The parents, Becky and Milton, sit in the middle with the baby on their lap. The middle kid stands over on the left, looking a little creepy. And the big-haired blond kid standing off to the right with an expression stuck somewhere between confusion and annoyance is the ten-year-old version of me, Clint Midwestwood, oldest of the Midwestwood children.

 

There's a fun fact about that family I've alluded to several times in the past: only three of the five people in this image are related by birth. That dark haired kid on the left is the only child born to Milton and Becky to make it out of the hospital. (There were three other babies who didn't live longer than a day.) The other two kids, me and the little guy, were both adopted as infants. And it only gets more complicated from there, as that baby and I are genetically related, too. Biologically, the kid is the child of one of my biological sisters, who gave birth to him when she was 16. She figured since my parents already had one her brothers, they might as well have her son, too. I used to have a lot of fun with family pictures by pointing out that the only person I actually share any genes with here is the black kid.

 

But there's a down side to all this for somebody who likes to compartmentalize things the way I do. Thanks to my wife, who is really good at researching things, I've developed an interest in genealogy. But this leads directly into the question of which genealogical line I follow. I've got two options giving me twice as many ancestors as everybody else. I can follow the line of the Midwestwoods, the people who raised me and from whom the law says I originate. Or I can follow the genetic line that leads to a bunch of people with names like Prout or Frazier or Goudreau or, if you can believe it, Waubojeeg.

 

At one point in the recent Michigan trip, Robin asked me which line I felt the greater connection to. That's sort of a difficult question to answer, as it hints at a lot of nurture-nature fights. My personal experience tells me those fights mostly wind up a draw, and neither really dominates. I consider both lines "real." They're just real in different ways. Though I'm not genetically related to the people in this photo, Milton and Becky are my real and true parents, and I've never been tempted to think otherwise. And since my parents' ancestral lines made them who they are and my parents made me who I am, I am as much a product of their lines as they are. But the physical stuff that embodies me, the blood and bones and tendency for cancer and bouts of depression and fuzzy hair, that comes from a mix of Michiganders and Mississippians. My love of writing and photography and my urge to over-analyze things probably comes from there, too. So that line's as real as the other.

 

The genetic line is the one I'll explore in this set, focusing on the lineage of my biological mother. She came from the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, as did practically every one of my forebears in that line going back at least 300 years. Here's a few of their stories.

 

Different language say TRAVEL. This is my second Moleskine which is about Travel.

 

Dundalk overwhelm Bangor in All Ireland Final

by Roger Corbett

Bangor’s amazing run in the All Ireland Junior Cup came to an abrupt end when they were comprehensively beaten by Dundalk, eventually losing by 55-5.

Where do you start when trying to relate and absorb the events of Saturday’s final at Chambers Park? Firstly, congratulations to worthy winners Dundalk who nullified the Bangor attack, then went on to produce some stunning plays which racked up no less than 8 tries, each by a different player. For Bangor’s part, they were unable to respond to the intensity of Dundalk’s game, and lacked the cutting edge which their opponents used to great effect.

The day started full of promise, as the strong support from North Down made their way to Chambers Park in Portadown, knowing Bangor would be fielding their best team. Once again, the pundits had Bangor as the underdogs – just as they had done so in the previous three rounds! In confounding the experts earlier, Bangor produced some awesome performances against top quality opposition to get to the final. Dundalk had produced some convincing wins in the early rounds of the competition, but had struggled to get past CIYMS in the semi-final, just managing to squeeze ahead at the second time of asking. However, with a number of key players returning to the side in time for this game, they were now back at full strength and would be a formidable force to contend with.

Having won the toss, captain Jamie Clegg elected to play into the stiff wind in the first half. For the first 5 minutes, Bangor doggedly retained possession and tried to play their way into Dundalk’s half through a series of determined forward moves. However, little ground was made and, when possession was finally lost, the Dundalk back line produced a burst that simply cut through the Bangor defence resulting in an easy touch down under Bangor’s posts for a 7-0 lead.

Bangor stuck to their plan and slowly, but patiently, got their attack moving forward, eventually winning a penalty to the left of Dundalk’s posts, but Mark Widdowson’s kick into the wind drifted just wide of the mark.

The contrast in play between the two teams was becoming clear, with Bangor trying to keep the ball close while Dundalk were throwing it wide. The latter strategy was proving to be the more effective as, with 20 minutes gone, a quick back line move with players looping around resulted in an overlap on the right wing which gave a clear run in to again, score under the posts. A further 9 minutes later, they did it again and, although the Bangor defence had sensed the danger and moved across to cover it, their tackling let them down allowing Dundalk to get over in the right hand corner, taking their lead to 19-0.

By now, Bangor were trying to hang on until half time when they could regroup and come out with the wind at their backs. Dundalk, on the other hand were anxious to press home their advantage and give them a more comfortable lead. To Bangor’s credit, although camped on their own line for lengthy spells, they dug in and managed to hold on until the referee’s half time whistle.

As the teams reappeared from the dressing rooms, it was obvious Bangor were ringing the changes, particularly in the backs. With the wind advantage having lessened considerably, Bangor got the second half underway. It was now Dundalk’s turn to adopt the slow, steady approach, just as Bangor had done earlier. However, their more confident off-loading and support play was, once again, taking play deep into Bangor’s territory. Frustration at not being able to gain possession and take play out of their danger area eventually resulted in a yellow card for Clegg after a succession of penalties. Dundalk kicked the penalty to touch, won their lineout and drove for the line. Although initially held up by the Bangor defence, Dundalk’s repeated drives were eventually rewarded with another converted score, extending their lead to 26-0.

From the touchline, the Bangor faithful had felt that if their players had managed to score first in the second half, they may have been able to mount a fight-back and close the gap to their opponents. As it was, this Dundalk score simply bolstered their confidence and pushed Bangor deeper into trouble. With Bangor still a man down, Dundalk added to the score with a penalty and then another score in the corner. Everything was now working for the Leinster men, as even the difficult touchline conversion into the biting wind successfully split the posts, bringing the score to 36-0.

As the game entered the final quarter, and with Dundalk all but holding the cup, Bangor were now on the ropes. By contrast, the Dundalk players were in almost total control, and were not going to slow down now. In a 10 minute spell, they ran in a further 3 tries, making the scoreline 55-0. By now, any sense of dejection the Bangor supporters may have been feeling was now moved to feelings of sympathy for their players. However, pride was at stake and once again Bangor rallied as the game entered its final minutes. At last, the forwards got within striking distance of the Dundalk line and, although their repeated attacks were repelled, they finally managed to do what their opponents had done so effectively, and quickly passed the ball wide to Davy Charles. Even though they were 55 points ahead, the Dundalk defence made Charles work hard to drive through the tackles and score Bangor’s consolation try, bringing the final score to 55-5.

From Bangor’s point of view, the final score doesn’t tell the whole story of this competition. While the final may have resulted in a sad anti-climax for Bangor, the remarkable journey to get there will be remembered for some time. On the day, Dundalk were by far the better side, and Bangor would have to concede that their game was not up to the usual standard. However, there is no doubt the experience of competing at this level is something to relish and the goal now will be to secure a top four place in the league and try again next year.

Everybody at the club has nothing but the highest respect and praise for what has been achieved this year by not just the 1sts, but all the senior teams, and one poor result isn’t going to change that – the welcome at Upritchard Park for the returning players is testament to that. With that in mind, the players now need to put this disappointment behind them and provide the best possible response against a struggling Portadown side at home in the league next Saturday.

Bangor side: J Leary, A Jackson, P Whyte, F Black, G Irvine, R Latimer, J Clegg, C Stewart, R Armstrong, K Rosson, D Charles, M Aspley, M Weir, M Widdowson, C Morgan

Subs: S Irvine, O McIlmurray, D Kelly, M Rodgers, C Harper, D Fusco, M Thompson

Bangor scores: D Charles (1T)

Dundalk Storm To Title Dundalk 55 v Bangor 5 from KnockOn.ie

Dundalk Scorers: Christopher Scully, Owen McNally, Jonathan Williams, John Smyth, Ultan Murphy, Tiernan Gonnelly, James McConnon and Stephen Murphy 1 try each. Ultan Murphy 6 cons, 1 pen.

Bangor Scorers: David Charles 1 try.

In front of a big crowd at Chambers Park on Saturday afternoon Dundalk delivered a stunning and ruthless display to see off the challenge of Bangor and capture the All Ireland Junior Cup title for the very first time.

Three first half tries had them firmly in control at 19-0 ahead having played with the elements at the Portadown venue during the first half and while the wind dropped somewhat after half time the Dundalk intensity most certainly didn’t as they cut loose scoring five more tries.

Dundalk returned to a heroes welcome at their Mill Road clubhouse on Saturday night after a display of pure brilliance throughout the afternoon.

Precision, pace and skill from the Louth men from start to finish left Bangor playing second fiddle for long periods.

Austrian. The long ones are filled with paprika and cheese pieces too.

I've been randomly scanning from my unpublished/never-printed archive of images.

 

I shot this with my first TLR, a Yashica C outfitted with a wide angle lens set (hence the vignette). Although it really hinders the the lens, i like the effect.

Lighting Competition at the National Railway Museum where students use light to bring the locos to life.

This year they was able to light the 6 A4`s Mallard, Bittern, Dwight D Eisenhower, Dominion of Canada, Sir Nigel Gresley and Union of South Africa

2023-07-04: President of the African Development Bank Group, Dr. Akinwumi A. Adesina shakes hands with an official during Africa50 2023: Day-3 Different View Africa’s Future Reimagined Plenary.

Photo by Echo Xie.

 

Sunday June 24, 2012 1:00pm - 6:00pm @ The Fridge (516 8th Street SE Rear alley, Washington, DC 20003)

 

Join us on a group bicycle ride to different community gardens in D.C., with everyone convening at a community film screening and discussion of a feature-length documentary, "A Community of Gardeners," which promotes urban sustainability and green spaces, with a chance for film-goers to drink, eat and socialize afterwards.

 

GROUP CYCLE RIDE (1:00 p.m. - 3:00 p.m.) - FREE

 

Meet up at City Bikes' Adams Morgan location (2501 Champlain St. NW) at 1:00 p.m. Soon aftewards, we will head out for a chance to see Wangari Gardens, a great new city garden in the shadow of the Children's Medical Center. From there we will meander across town to visit the new terraced garden at Brainfood and then to the Fridge Gallery. Following the screening and social hour, head over to City Bikes' Capitol Hill location (709 8th St. SE) for snacks and swag. If you have any questions please email ben@citybikes.com. The group ride is free and open to the public.

 

To guarantee your seat at the screening, be sure to also purchase tickets for $5.

 

Scoutmob presents: FILM SCREENING + DISCUSSION (3:00 p.m. - 4:30 p.m.) + SOCIAL HOUR (4:30 p.m. - 6:00 p.m.) - $5

 

Buy your tix online: secure.scoutmob.com/washington-dc/hand-picked/cycle-in

 

The feature-length documentary, "A Community of Gardeners," explores the vital role of seven community gardens in Washington, D.C. as sources of fresh, nutritious food, outdoor classrooms, places of healing, links to immigrants' homelands, centers of social interaction and oases of beauty and calm in inner-city neighborhoods. The film also traces the history of community gardens in the United States, from the potato patch farms of the late 19th century, to the victory gardens of World War II, to community gardening's current renaissance.

 

Before the screening, we will premiere, "Planting Community: The Story of Wangari Gardens," a five-minute documentary produced by Still Life Projects that tells the story of Josh Singer and his determination to reclaim an abandoned piece of land in DC's Park View neighborhood. The hurdles he faces along the way cause months of setbacks, but his vision of a community garden grows into something beyond what he even imagined.

 

The screenings will be followed by a discussion and Q&A with filmmaker Cintia Cabib, Josh Singer of Wangari Gardens, Kate Lee of the Brainfood Youth Garden, and Ryan Hill of Still Life Projects.

 

Stick around for a social hour, with complimentary drinks and treats.

 

Tickets for the film screening + discussion + social hour are $5 - on a first-come, first-served basis. Space is limited, so purchase your tix now!

 

Buy your tix online: secure.scoutmob.com/washington-dc/hand-picked/cycle-in

 

Learn more: benevolentmedia.org/festival

Let's try to remember these days back in December.

Our lives were very different, I was lonely when we first met.

A small upstairs apartment, driving through the darkness

To get back home before they knew you were even gone.

 

You don't have to speak because I can hear your heartbeat.

Fluttering like butterflies searching for a DRINK.

You don't have to cover up how you feel when you're in love.

I always know I'm not enough to even make you think.

 

Please slow down girl.

We're moving way too fast for their world.

We've gotta make this last.

 

I miss you so much, a self inflicted coma

The days drag on like marathons,

I'm running with barefeet.

And when I feel the stress, I'm lonely and depressed

I picture you in the dress

You wore four weeks ago.

 

You don't have to speak because I can hear your heartbeat.

Fluttering like butterflies searching for a DRINK.

You don't have to cover up how you feel when you're in love.

I always know I'm not enough to even make you think.

 

Please slow down girl.

We're moving way too fast for their world.

We've gotta make this last.

I know it hurts to feel so all alone.

I'm by myself, more than you could know.

 

If only they were all alone.

They were all alone.

 

Please slow down girl.

We're moving way too fast for their world.

We've gotta make this last.

 

Slow down girl.

We're moving way too fast for their world.

We've gotta make this last.

I know it hurts to feel so all alone.

I'm by myself, more than you could know.

 

If only they were all alone.

They were all alone.

They were all alone.

They were all alone.

 

Decembers: Hawthorne Heights

  

So, I realize this song is a love song, but it reminds me of this girl.

And I've always had a tendancy to adore my best friends. Maybe that's why I've screwed up so many friendships and don't have relationships.

It's the strangest thing how I can be so close to my friends, but when it comes to boys, they end up dating my friends.

Maybe I'm just.. I don't know the word.

I don't know.

Life is too fast. And I fuck it up.

 

1.) Sunday Missal (w/ accordance w/ Vatican II)

2.) Canadian Sunday Missal (w.a.w. Vatican II)

3) Daily Missal Vol. 1 and Vol. 2 (w.a.w. Vatican II)

4.)Sunday Missal Tridentine Mass (1962)

5.)Daily Missal Tridentine Mass (1962)

6.)Misal ng Sambayanang Pilipino Vol.1

7.)Eastern Catholic Rite Sunday Missal

 

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Differenti scatti con argomento Las Fallas 2013 di Valencia.

 

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La festa prende il nome dalle opere monumentali e artistiche che sono costruite e disposte in moltissime vie e piazze della città nei giorni che vanno dal 14 al 19 Marzo. Sono fatte di materiali combustibili, come ad esempio legno e cartapesta, e rappresentano personaggi e situazioni tratti dall’attualità o dalla tradizione popolare. Si tratta di grandissime costruzioni realizzate da artisti e scultori locali durante tutto il corso dell’anno.

Las Fallas bruciano il 19 Marzo a Valencia. Il gran finale della festa è caratterizzato dal bruciare questi monumenti, ma nei giorni antecedenti svariati eventi colorano la città, segui i collegamenti per avere maggiori informazioni sugli eventi principali che caratterizzano questa festa popolare e molte altra notizie.

 

Pagína Web

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www.flickr.com/photos/guidavalencia/collections/

 

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View from the 13th floor. Not the best number when hospitalized.... Taken whilst visiting Dad at Viborg Hospital back in spring. Luckily the number had no effect!

Chinese New Year's Day: Welcome the year of the Tiger (虎年). Living in China for expats like myself was great, everything was cheap, everything was novel and everyone was friendly. For Chinese natives however, life is for the vast majority anything but easy, despite China's much heralded economic advancement.

A view of the Trent Bridge taken from off the scaffolding at the Old Hall Gainsborough, many thanks to Ron Gale for the loan of the image.

Buying, shopping, selling

Taken in Belgium on a 3-day hike.

Sometimes you get the best light from a burning bridge.

- Don Henley

* man beachte die Abriebstellen neben dem Münzeinwurf, der Mensch ist doch ein merkwürdiges Wesen. Zumal das Reiben der Münze doch gar nichts bringen soll...

Different Material makeups of rowhouses on Hicks Street in Brooklyn Heights

This Verdin toyed with this feather for a while before discarding it. It was nice to return to a bit of birding early Sunday morning.

My camera : Canon EOS 40D

My lens : Canon EF-S 17-85mm f/4-5.6 USM

My settings : 1/80s . f/8.0 . ISO 100 . 41 mm

The mobile explosion. Now really is the time to think differently.

92019 approaches Bodsbury crossing on 23rd April 2013 with 6M49, Mossend-Carlisle. I thought I would try something different at this location in ever changing lighting conditions , mainly dull all day !, and here is the result. I do like the light reflecting on the windscreen.

Taking a bow. Perhaps somebody should ask the guy with the odd helmet what's the capital of North Dakota.

Last adoption event before we're off to the No Kill conference in Washington DC! The more we adopt, the more we can save! Adoption event info is HERE. ( I can't decide which version is better.)

Believe it or not, when I turned to the other side, it was a totally different scene. I did a 9 bracketing shot, hoping that I could blend out the maximum texture of the sky.

 

The final image is a result of tone mapping of 9 bracketed shot and conversion into mono~

Another different look for Blake. Had to try this wig on someone, LOL!

Giving bus travel a different vibe

Transdev York's Plaxton Primo 799 YX60 DWW makes its way through the Science Park on it's normal UB1 route, passing two of its former yard mates on the way. 799 was originally a Pullman vehicle and had a slightly more reserved livery when new, but was sold to Transdev in spring 2012 when Pullman wanted to focus on contract work.... such as the shuttle that sees Leyland Olympian XJI2605 and Volvo Olympian NJZ9182 awaiting passengers.

same place different purpose,for life or for joy

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