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Soldier is watching how the Chinook unload his sling while they dig foxholes. On the fars left there are more soldiers digging, the brownout make them disappear.
The wind blew peacefully through the trees. Birds chirped, squirrels chattered, and the sound of leaves falling could be heard in the thick, beautiful forest of southern Lenfald. Bits of red and orange were beginning to appear in the treetops. The forest was changing, green was giving way to red.
Sir Glennian reflected on this as he and his companions treaded, almost silently, on the old forest road. So many things had happened recently, the once peaceful land of Roawia was now aching with the pains of conflict and turmoil, and the only plausible outcome seemed to be war. Loreos, only few miles walk southward, was now threatening invasion. Green did indeed seem to be giving way to red.
Sounds of people now reached Sir Glennian’s ears, and he saw they had almost reached their destination. As he came around a bend in the path, he saw it, not a hundred yards ahead of him. A deep hole had been dug in the center of the path, nearly fifteen feet deep, and men could be seen swarming around it.
“Foreman!” Sir Glennian shouted.
All the workers turned and noticed their visitors, and a stout man in a green cloak turned to greet them. He had a thick, curly, brown beard covering his smiling face, which was topped with thick, curly, brown hair.
“Ah, you are here at last!” He greeted them. “We have made much progress on the work. As you can see, the hole is over a dozen feet deep. Just an hour ago the blacksmith arrived with the spikes that will be stuck in the bottom. Then we will cover it with branches spread over with dirt, and the next Loreesi scum who comes through here-”
He broke off with a large wave of his hand, indicating the destruction the Loreesi would face.
Glennian nodded. “Well, let’s hope it doesn’t come to that.”
He looked forlornly down the path. Somewhere in that direction was a great desert…one in which war was brewing, a war that, he feared, Lenfald could never be completely ready for.
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Well, I was going to enter this into the last Lenfald LC, but I obviously didn’t finish it in time. Congrats to Gary and Paul on the wins! ;)
Soli Deo Gloria! :)
Flower - Greenwich Park, London, England - Saturday May 31st 2008.
This is dedicated to my wondeful friend & new teacher Amber, for teaching me how to use photoshop..lol...- see her wonderful images here.. www.flickr.com/photos/aswirly/ - Thanks for your help...the lessons have only just started..lol
Wishing her and all of you wonderful people a wonderful weekend...:O))))
Some schools held lessons in two shifts during the war, the morning might be ordinary lessons in the morning and some practical work out of doors in the afternoon. Another group might have outdoor work in the morning then use the empty classroom for their lessons in the afternoon.
Found this little number in a seldom visited closet. I really can't remember when I wore it last, other than to say it must have been long ago. Strangely, I suspect it fits better now than then. My dear wife washed it for me and, well, what you see is what you get!
This is what happens when it rains everyday. Because it's so wet, damp and muddy now, I'm predicting a dry summer. By August, I'll be digging through dust.
Red-cockaded Woodpecker
Picoides borealis
I went to Holly Shelter Game Lands looking to find one of these endangered woodpeckers for the first time. I had thought I had seen them before in GA, but after seeing them over a good period of time, I realized that this was indeed my first time seeing them. I saw at least one mated pair with a juvenile which was a bonus experience.
German Army re-enactors, Peak Rail 1940s event, Rowsley.
Taken with a Rolleicord I, Model 2 (Model K3 1934/6) twin lens reflex medium format camera, Zeiss Triotar lens, Ilford FP4 125 mono film, yellow filter.
Before the Second World War, the area would be described as industrial, because of the presence of wide-scale quarrying and associated activity.
Men came from places such as Bridgnorth and Ludlow to work in the quarries, and the villages of Bedlam and Dhustone on Titterstone Clee were built especially for the quarry workers.
Crumbling remains of quarry buildings now litter the hill, reminders of a bygone industry that once employed more than 2,000 people here.
An old 3 ft (914 mm) narrow gauge railway incline is still visible on the hill and a large concrete structure under which the wagons were filled with stone still remains next to the modern day car park.