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Creator: Martin H. Moynihan
Local number: SIA2012-1914
Summary: Page from Martin H. Moynihan's field notes on Cyanerpes or Honeycreepers, page 94, May 3, 1961. These observations were made on Barro Colorado Island, Panama, from 1957 to 1963.
Dates: 1961
Collection: Acc 01-096, Martin H. Moynihan Papers, 1952-1996, Box 1, Folder 10.
Repository: Smithsonian Institution Archives
Related blog post: Sketches from the Field
Description: This is the only surviving letter written by Katherine Howard, Henry VIII's fifth wife.
The ill advised letter to Thomas Culpepper, a gentleman of the Privy Chamber and other reports of her infidelity led to Katherine's execution in 1542, less than six months after her marriage to Henry.
Date: 1541
Our Document Reference: SP 1/167 f.14
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this is for all of the girls out there who think they're ugly, fat, or any bad qualities imaginable. i want you all to remember, and never forget that you are all beautiful in every single way. you may not be stunning, but you're not hideous. no matter what shape, size or form you are, you are absolutely beautiful.
and to all you haters out there who make fun of overweight people or anyone who looks down on themselves, get a life. how would you feel if you were the cause of someone's suicide? if you hurt someone so badly, they took their life for it? you all disgust me. think before you speak all the time, because you could honestly save a life.
"You're amazing just the way you are."
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A little poem:
A sailboat in the moonlight and you
Wouldn't that be heaven
A heaven just for two
A soft breeze on a June nite and you
What a perfect setting for letting dreams come true
A chance to sail away to sweetheart bay
Beneath the stars that shine a chance to drift.
for you to lift your tender lips to mine
The things dear that I long for are few
Just give me a sail boat in the moonlight
and you
«Toujours remettre à demain ce que, demain, on pourrait remettre à… disons, l'année prochaine. ». Terry Pratchett
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"Basket. Yourself and friend are cordially invited to attend an evening sociable, complimentary to Mr. Clayton W. Souders, On Saturday Evening, October 12, '95. Meet at his home, near Maytown, at 7 o'clock. Committee: Mary K. Felker, Lizzie H. Farmer. Should the weather be unfavorable the sociable will be held the following Wednesday evening."
Typefaces: Horizontal Shade ("Evening Sociable"), Pencraft ("On Saturday Evening, October 12, '95"), Washington, Copperplate. Thanks to Florian Hardwig for identifying these.
Originally posted on Ipernity: Evening Basket Sociable Invitation, Maytown, Pa., October 12, 1895.
May 22nd. It's my busy day today. Seeking inspiration for the theme I looked up the definition. It gave me inspiration of sorts! This is two different shots with the macro filter, lined up in diptych. It sort of works.
Please note that, thus far, there are only two photos documenting spring. I just couldn't capture the snowflakes falling today. Brrrr - cold and windy!
Description: This telegram from Gerhart Riegner, Secretary of the World Jewish Congress in Geneva, was received by the Foreign Office in August 1940. The telegram was among the first pieces of unambiguous evidence received by the Allies that the Nazi Government planned a 'final solution' to the "Jewish question".
Some comments within the file show officials suggested the telegram be used to influence the Vatican to condemn German atrocities more strenuously. Another civil servant dismisses Riegner's report as a "rather wild story".
Samuel Sydney Silverman, the telegram's intended recipient, was the Labour MP for the Lancashire constituency of Nelson and Colne. Silverman was a campaigner for Jewish rights, amongst other causes including opposition to capital punishment.
Date: August 10th 1942
Our Catalogue Reference: FO 371/30917
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The Film Photography Podcast NYC Meet-Up
19 May 2012
Mat Marrash sets up the 8x10 group shot outside Lomography on 8th Avenue, NYC.
photo by Michael Raso
Shot with Lomography LC-Wide camera on Kodak Portra 160 color film
The FPP - Film Photography Podcast
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It was late spring in the year 1832.
A guy named William Davis had dammed up a creek about fourteen miles north of Ottawa Illinois so that he could use water power to turn the wheels and the saw of his mill.
Davis had moved there from Kentucky about two years before with his wife and six children.
Tensions had been running high between the natives and the new Illinoisans.
Some dude named Blackhawk was stirring shit up a little north of there and a lot of the indians, having been pretty much pushed around for a number of years, they liked Blackhawk's attitude and the fact that him and a large force of indians had returned to Illinois from reservations they'd been forced onto out west.
Life really sucked back then and lots of people were looking for someone's ass to kick.
The local band of Potowatami were tryin' to stay out of the whole thing... what would later become known as 'The Blackhawk War.'
They told Blackhawk that they wouldn't help him.
But William Davis...
he wouldn't remove that dam and that was causing the Potowatami to go hungry.
They were dependent of the fish they would catch at their village on Indian Creek.
Davis puts up a dam and all of the sudden they're going hungry.
That wasn't real cool.
They asked Davis to take the dam down and Davis told 'em to bug off every time.
Then one day Davis caught one of the Potowatami dudes tryin' to tear the dam down and he beat him up with a stick.
Chief Shabbona tried to keep all of his Potowatami cool but tribal politics were pretty democratic and the people were hungry and the dude who got beat with the stick was pissed off too.
Shabbona went to Davis and told him he was about to get his ass kicked and maybe he should high tail it outta there until things cooled off.
A lot of the settlers decided to take a vacation and get out of town.
But not Davis.
In addition to being an asshole he was kinda stupid... and manipulative... because he convinced a few families that there was no danger and that they should stay.
He had interests to protect.
Namely the mill he'd built that had started all of this shit.
The fuse was lit on what might have been the biggest massacre of American civilians by the indians ever.
And the fuse was pretty short.
They say between forty and eighty Potowatami warriors headed out to Davis' mill and they were packin' heat and really pissed off.
It's not cool to take away people's food like that.
It's also not cool to kill innocent women and children...
which is what the Potowatami did.
They slaughtered Davis, a few other guys and a bunch of women and children.
The indians killed 15 people that day in May of 1832.
They mutilated the bodies in ways that contemporary writers refused to describe.
They took hostage a couple of sisters who were 19 and 17, one of whom fainted as they took her away on horseback when she recognized one of the scalps tied to the horse as her mother's.
People were pretty brutal back then.
Davis seems kinda like an asshole for not listening to the indians pleas that he remove the dam.
And his act of building that dam not only violated the indian treaty it also violated their water rights.
I'm sure they didn't like seeing their families go hungry because some new guy messed up the creek they'd been eating from for generations.
The indians shoudda stopped after they killed Davis and maybe the other adult males because killing innocent women and children isn't cool and never scores you PR points.
But then I wondered how the indians felt seeing their wives and children go hungry because of what Davis did.
The viciousness of the massacre was a propaganda victory for the US Government and it enraged the white population and led to popular support against Blackhawk and his crew up north even though they had nothing to do with the Indian Creek Massacre.
In the end, a whole bunch of people died and many indian women and children were massacred too.
I just wanted a good excuse to draw a map today and a little roadtrip to the site of the massacre would give me that excuse.
i wish some would cuddle me when i take photos.
protests are ridiculous for cameras these days, it's almost as if a mob of police an protesters go on jessops shopping spree before the protest. everybody is document everyone else. my favourite camera i was as some who had a GoPro HD attached to a skateboarding helmet
you can see all my photos from the hour spent at the anti EDL protest in chronological order in this flickr set
ck` ơi, vậy là 2 vc` mỳk qen nhau đc 1 tuần rồi ck` hár :"> có ck` bên cạnh vk h.p lắm :x ck` qan tâm, lo lắg tới vk nhìu lắm ák :"> vk zui gê ^^ hứa vs vk nhar ck`...sẽ mãi h.p như thế nài har :) ...sẽ ko bao h` buôg tay vk ra nhé :">
hum nay đi chơi vs ck` h.p gê :"> đc đi bên cạnh ck` rồi còn nắm tay nữa :x trời tuy lạnh nhưg đi cế bên ck` vk cảm thấy ấm áp lắm cơ :">
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sẽ ko còn cô đơn nữa đâu nhỉ :) vì từ đây vk có ck` bên cạnh rồu :x ck` - sẽ là hơi ấm của vk, xoa dịu nhữg pùn phiền, âu lo, và cũg như san sẻ nhữg điềm zui cùg vs vk :) từ nay vk có thêm 1 h.p ngoài h.p từ gđ` ra - đó chýk là ck` đấy :"> - h.p của vk ạk :x
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cái des h.p hôn ;)) có ai ghen tị vs mỳk ko nhỉ :))
Chú thích: dạo nỳ lừi take hỳk lặm cơ :( mấy tấm take trog máy chụp hỳk bị mama phát hiện và đã đi die rồi :( I HATE U! x-( chán zì đâu =.=
ATTENTION: sẽ up hỳk of Bo sau nhé :) vì có ngừi góp í vs mỳk rằg để hỳk giốg nz ngừi tar zô zòm sẽ rấc ư là làm biếg cm :-s sợ thậc =.=
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cm cho mỳk nhar mí bạn chẽ. chùa qoài mốt vô syk đấy nhé :))
We had an incident of collusion when something got broken so I asked my 7yo to write what she knew about lying.
atelier ying, nyc.
I've been excited to have the opportunity to make drawings of Chapels in the last few months as I greatly
When Lyndon Johnson swore his oath on a hymn missal, he made Air Force One an airborne church. Notwithstanding the tragic setting historically, and not taking any political views whatsoever, this design focuses solely on the idea of a cathedral in the skies.
The church floats suspended between buildings and connects the streets by means of an open public walkway.
The lower level wall has a niche for a
choir stall which serves the five levels via an open Grand Processional aisle.
There are four sets of stairways on the sides. The procession helps the congregants remain limber, which good for long air travel, even though this church is not truly airborne.
Congregants have individual cabins, efficiently decorated to allow them to store mementoes of their life of faith. This also becomes a private form of their worship and a 'centrist' form of the heart and head spirituality.
Just as a church installs a pastor, so the choir and congregants also experience a solid, committed feeling in this type of cabin installation, reminiscent of little private gardens and chapel spaces pre-decorated with necessities, as in mass produced housing but with the goal of being available to all levels of faith.
Each cabin can provide hospitality only to a small number at a time, diffusing the boundaries of what defines a space for worship.
In a similar metaphorical way, the ground level cabins are like the catacombs.
The prominent front nose Presidential cabin is re-visioned by its similarity to the Temple of Hercules in the city of Cora, particularly as drawn by the architect Piranesi. With this revision, a relic Altarpiece is at the front, with sofas for seating and meditation and the Situation room used for prayer meetings. The rear plane press room is converted to become an offertory.
The only other eccentric touch are the small packs of Air Force One peanuts given as a souvenir and available throughout the plane. The traditional Presidential Office next to the front cabin is a snack bar which serves a world class cup of coffee to all visitors.
Design, concepts, text and drawing are copyright 2014 by David Lo.
Este es un recuerdo del marido de mi abuela, la de los jazmines. Yo no conocí a mi abuelo, al que mataron en la guerra. Este verano, trasteando por google, encontré en ebay este libro, escrito por él, del que no tenía idea. Yo sabía que había escrito libros de política, que nunca he visto. Mi abuela sólo hablaba de la guerra para pedir a Dios que sus nietos nunca vivieran una. Pero las casualidades quisieron poner en mis manos estos "Apuntes de álgebra". Cuando lo recibí, encontré una sorpresa más. Al ser un libro técnico, estaba escrito a máquina por mi abuelo y las fórmulas matemáticas son de su puño y letra. Lo escribió muy joven, con 25 años. Yo soy nula en matemáticas, parece ser que es un libro para primero de Ingeniería. Así que, aquí os dejo otro recuerdo alegre: reencontrarme con mi abuelo en ebay :)
My friend Erica has come into the possession of some beautiful old autograph albums from the late 1800s. They're filled with little drawings and exquisitely worded poems and well-wishes. Everything feels so formal and sincere. The quality of the penmanship from that period is unbelievable. Most of the signatures in the books, including this one, were written by kids in high school.