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Pancake should have turned one about today (it was an estimation, since I got him at a pet shop). I still owe him a present, and I don't know what to get him! My hams have too many toys and food by now. o.O He got a dish of natural treats (not pictured) and also a run around my bed. He stopped by the robos cage for a bit too, causing Pie to squeak at him. ;)
Ack, I just realised that I don't have enough pictures of him on flickr! There are acutally 190 images of him taken (excluding the deleted ones) since he came to my house. Ah, but a bunch of them look too similar, that's why they're not up. I should still get them up slowly though. His album is a little bare here. Sorry dear Pancake!
An old project I quickly lost interest in once I realized the cost to bring it to life. It's based on the building in the Hunters Dream hub-area from Bloodborne, and is perfectly (by my meager estimation) minifig scale.
Of course the actual model ingame has a sloped roof, this one is flat because the only reference at the time was me running around the map and taking notes, and from the only angles I could see it appeared as such. Now with the advent of mod tools, such as a free camera, I've found, annoying, it's definitely sloped. I digress... maybe I'll finish one day.
This is Mrs. Schmitt. When I painted her, I found a little quotation behind her drawers. It was a coast estimation for a day trip to a zoo by bus, coffee and cake included, adressed to Mrs. Schmitt. Now she happily watches over some creatures of my animal collection.
The back panel of Mrs. Schmitt is coverd with patch worked vintage fabrics.
Combat Operators (and an attack dog) prepare for a mission within an undisclosed base. Little is known about who these guys are, who they are working for, or what their objective is but I wouldn't want to be at the decision end of their operation.
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Doing some reverse intelligence based on the photo, they are clearly western Special Operations trained, well funded and based on the choice of uniform color, weapons and equipment, operating in an urban area, probably in a first world region. With unmarked uniforms, our estimation is they are some kind of Black Ops or covert Black Water team.
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Your guess is as good as ours...
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For about the five past years they have allowed hunting in the preserve under the poor excuse that they have to manage the deer population because they do damage to the park. I think it may be a different reason and it's profit driven. The port authority does the same thing and I don't think those who get the privilege and getting it for free. That may be where it all originated.
In this particular case This deer was killed strictly for the antlers. A large male deer probably had a good rack of antlers and that's why some thrill killer took it down . In the photographs you can clearly see that the antlers have been sawed off and the rest of the deer has been left to rot.
This could have been the work of a poacher, but i think not. Who ever did this knew of the male deer's existence and planned this, I do not think this was a spur of the moment encounter. Nor do I think it was hit by a car ( you could class that as a momentary encounter) and the driver just happened to have a saw in his car to cut off the antlers.
Because of the upper level management of the park they have been letting somewhat less than desirable people kill off the game in the park, some i would not trust any further than I could paddle an aircraft carrier around lake Erie with a tea spoon. They mismanaged a hunting business tied to guns and hunting, their motives then were profit driven and I think they brought that to the upper level of management of the metro park as well. They are in my estimation not doing a good job in managing the resources of the park. They seem to be exploiting them for a profit.
If I had to make a recommendation, I would say no to issue 7.
Caspar David Friedrich (1774 - 1840)
Abtei im Eichwald | The Abbey in the Oakwood (1809-1810)
Alte Nationalgalerie - Berlin
With Monk by the Sea (1808-1810) and The Abbey in the Oakwood (1809-1810) by Caspar David Friedrich, the Nationalgalerie in Berlin is the custodian of perhaps the most famous pair of paintings from the period of German Romanticism. Since Heinrich von Kleist’s first essay, the paintings have inspired many different interpretations, and to this day are one of the central attractions on the Museumsinsel.
Technical aspects and the condition of the paintings
Caspar David Friedrich uses a very fine, primed canvas for both paintings with several layers of ground. The paint was applied in one to two very thin layers. Because of this, the paintings were immediately exceptionally prone to damage, affecting the paintwork as well as mechanical damage and the results of ageing. The condition of the paintings had already deteriorated considerably by 1900. From 1906, they were subjected to intensive restoration work of varying quality. The loss of the original substance of the paintings was considerable. Large, discoloured patches of retouching, overpainting and extremely discoloured layers of varnish detracted from the appearance of the paintings as well as further damage caused by transport and lining.
Conservation and restoration project
In 2013 it finally became possible to realise our long-term goal of restoring and conserving both works through the generous support of the Alfried Krupp von Bohlen und Halbach-Stiftung. The paintings underwent comprehensive analyses and examinations. The technical research on Caspar David Friedrich’s painting techniques in particular delivered fascinating and important information on the materials he used and how they have changed, providing a basis for rethinking the colour compositions. The signatures on both works also led to new and astonishing findings. A detailed conservation and restoration plan was devised from the findings of these analyses. The objectives of these measures were to secure what remains of the original substance, to make the closest possible estimation of the paintings’ original state and to subsequently reconstruct the legibility of the artworks. Upon the completion of this work in January 2016, the restored works were put on display along with the technical and conservational findings as part of the exhibition The Monk Has Returned (22.1. – 24.07.2016) in the Caspar David Friedrich Hall of the Alte Nationalgalerie. In January 2017, a catalogue was published with the same title.
Source: www.smb.museum/en/museums-institutions/alte-nationalgaler...
All the previous posts, six of them, have dealt with the Zeiss lenses I’ve used during this year. I have no gear related subjects determined by, for example, my supporters, but for the sake of this project it was a kind of mandatory to answer the questions I myself proposed at the beginning of this project (to be more precise I promised to share my experiences related to these particular Zeiss lenses and hoped it would be useful to you). But now that I’ve done it and the year is slowly approaching to its end, it’s time to write about something else: the edge of the wave.
I have, of course, shot a lot more than what I have actually shared through this project. I regret that I forgot to check my shutter count before I started this project, but my careful estimation is about 30 000 – 50 000 pictures during this year. I know it might sound a lot, but there are a lot of duplicates as I’m always trying to get a best shot of each particular scenario – for example, Aura swinging in the swing at the summer (see blog post here) took approximately 500-700 shots alone with rapid fire (and multiple days) as I wanted just a right background, angle, etc. Some of the pictures I’ve shot could have been fitted in to this project but having no time to write a proper blog post has sometimes prevent me to share them. Then there are other pictures, like family photography, that is too personal to be interesting to others. But the bottom line is this: I have had a great opportunity to shoot with some of the best gear in the industry and I’ve tried to make best out of it by continuously searching photographic opportunities and ideas throughout the year.
People say that the older you get the faster the years go by. When you are young those childhood summers feel endless, but then at the age of forty you pass 5 or 10 years just like that in one step without knowing where the years went. It happens to all of us. We all get sucked into work, tasks, deadlines and routines which make it difficult to stay there at the edge of the wave where you feel life in all its uniqueness. Every time I realize this I get into this existential mode and it feels like I’m unveiling the unpleasant truth everyone is trying to deny by concentrating on ‘most important matters’ – I realize that I’m not really experiencing the moments, I’m just watching the film go by.
But for me the camera has always been a tool which I have been using to swim against current of time, to collect all those small moments and trying to be there at the edge of wave even then when the wind is raising up. Camera obscura is really miracle of physics which one can use to create projections on a flat surface, to capture light and shadows of life itself and to able to view them later on like we would actually be there. If you have examined old photographs you certainly know that existential feeling when you see people who have already passed away looking directly to your eyes through the frame. You still exists in this world and are able to experience all this, they don’t. This is the feeling when you are at edge of the wave – the feeling of being alive.
What I really love in a yearlong project like this is that it forces me to be active throughout the year. I need to fill in those blog slots with pictures and writings, but at the same time, I’m there collecting moments and creating memories. It forces the time slow down and helps me to experience real life that gets buried under daily routines and tasks. With the camera I'm able to suspend the mundane life and see it in another context where there is great beauty in it as well. Little vanishing moments and marks left by the light of life are captured into frames which constantly remind me that 'this really happened and I was there to witness it'.
As the year is coming to its end very soon I’m sharing some moments along the year. Mostly family stuff as it is, in the end, the most important photographic work for me. Nothing special in the world of photography, but for me, small moments full of life.
Days of Zeiss: www.daysofzeiss.com
This one's for my friend S who - more than anyone else I know - is fascinated by the concept of passion. He envies artists and all the others who pursue things they love single-mindedly... because he's not and never has been that way inclined. Or so he says.
He loves things, for sure. His family especially. And yes, for sure, he's had his share of passion in relationships. But that doesn't really count, in his estimation. Physical passion... lust... all that good stuff... is not the same as intellectual passion, or ambitious passion, or creative passion, which he feels he lacks.
The last time we talked, he told me I was lucky... because I have so many passions. Photography, writing, gardening... hell, even walking in the woods or communing with the critters. I can lose myself in these things. Time disappears. And S says he doesn't have anything like that.
But I think it's all just a matter of perception. Because... when he talks about music he loves... his eyes close and his voice changes tone and he spins some of the craziest metaphors ever. When he talks about people he admires... same thing. And when he talks about his sons... Well. I can only say I don't love photography half that much. And here's my favourite story about them:
It was several years ago. S called to tell me something. I was out, so he left me a message. He was calling from his cell, and thought he'd hung it up.... but he hadn't... and my voicemail recorded about 10 minutes of him just driving around with, and talking with, his oldest boy.... who was maybe five at the time.
Holey moley. That was 10 of the sweetest minutes I've experienced. Father and son singing along to Built to Spill on the stereo together. Son asking questions... about trees, and clouds, and the ocean, and mountains, and life... and dad giving very well thought out answers. The two of them laughing, telling jokes... and all so full of wonder... Not just the son, but the father, too.
I was almost sad when the message ran out. But happy to have shared that wee, illicit slice of someone's life... of two people's love... of a father's familial passion.
Yes, S. You're full of it. And I mean that in the nicest way!
Along the front and all to scale:
Quadstar, White Hawk, Wraith interceptor, Zero Tolerance GARC racer.
The minifigure scale Quadstar is at the back so you can get an idea of what the others might be like at minifigure scale. I take this micro to mini ratio to be around 1:4.
I haven't included the Linopeia class transport or the Jade Sun as they're around 1:8 and 1:50 respectively by my estimation.
Capital ships might have to be quite big. I'll have to see what I can get away with but I want to try and make all my future micro's for AG at this 1:4 scale for story-telling compatibility.
Acheive it.
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I want to play the guitar all reverse-like 'n' upside-down hanging from a tree in autumn.
But first I have to learn to play...
Once I have finished this 365, I'm gonna do a 365 day thing for learning the guitar.
I estimate that 70% of the first 10 people to comment on this will be able to play guitar. So if you read this, write whether you can or not, I wanna see how accurate I am.
My estimation is based on the asumption that most people who are artistic, would also be musical.
Am I right?
I was right!! Of the first 10 people who commented with an answer, 7 of them play guitar. ^_^
Black & White portrait of an old Maasai lady in a remote Maasai village near Amboseli National Park, Kenya.
I met this old Maasai woman in a traditional remote village. She is obviously very old. Although she carried her age well she barely could speak, so I asked the village people around me how old she might be. Nobody of the Maasai people really know their real age, but it is possible according to their age set to make a good estimation. An "age set" describes a generation of the tribal people and each individual of the age set remains permanently attached to this set. Everybody in the village insisted that the old lady is way more than 100 years old. I was a bit sceptical, but they showed me other old people in the village and suddenly everybody of these old people were over 100 years old! Finally I met the son of the old woman who happened to be the chief of the village. and he said that according to here age set it is very likely that she is around 94 or 95 years old. That I believed, ok it's not a hundred years, but still a very venerable age.
The Maasai are semi-nomadic pastoralists in Southern Kenya and Tanzania and they are closely related to the Samburu tribe.
Website: Dietmar Temps, photography
After looking over both the weather and fall color reports, I decided to make a spur of the moment day trip out to the Payson area yesterday. The target was the Horton Creek drainage which was reportedly at peak color (it was actually a bit past peak in my estimation). With a healthy storm system accompanied by high winds forecast for the weekend, the time was now to check it out. I was actually quite pleased with the combination of leaves both on the ground and still remaining on the trees. Mix in calm winds and some nice cloud cover to even out the lighting and the conditions were absolutely perfect!
Still keen to add some type element to it.. thinking heavy drip pen behind him..
its weird how things change in your personal estimation. i used to dislike drip pens.. lately i've been digging them too much..
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Sadr Region - IC1318 (HOO Combination)
Sadr is surrounded by a diffuse nebula called the Sadr region or the Gamma Cygni region. The nebula designation as IC1318. It contains many dark nebula in addition to the emission diffuse nebula. Estimation about 3,700 light years from earth. Image above show part of Sadr region as imaging by 600mm focal length refractor telescope.
Imaging Detail :
Skyrover 110ED doublet len - iOptron ZEQ25 - ASI1600MM Cool
Total integration: 2.8 Hours (Ha=28x300s, Oiii=6x300s)
Date: 16/9/2017
WL Remote Telescope, Johor, Malaysia.
Never underestimate the power of the word-of-mouth. My friend Dustin Diaz was being overly generous in his estimation of my bokeh making skills in his last post and suddenly I find many more flickr contacts. How many more? I let you know when the Dustin Diaz effect wears off... Thanks everyone who dropped by.
Welcome to Bokehistan!
Uhh...Daisy darling? I don't mean to alarm you....but you appear to have something stuck in your mouth! 😜❤️️
When we were through with our lingerie photos, I decided it was time to remind maid daisy who the boss is around here. She's been having it just a little too easy lately in my estimation....and a little refresher course in proper attitude and discipline was in order. Not that she has been showing any overt signs of backsliding....but you can never be too careful.
And since she was looking so lovely in her pretty lingerie....I decided she would forego her maid dress for the day as well. Oh, and did I mention she had to "wear" (is that the word for it?) her vibrating butt plug for the day also? Oh yes, that way if I need her, I don't have to bother shouting....just press the little button on the phone app....and the maid comes running. Or whatever she can manage with that ankle chain, anyway. 😘
My estimation is this is about Day 42 since hatching. It's getting really hard to get a shot of Mom and both babies
There is a laundry list of things that plaque the Flickr experience. We could start with broken server albeit not completely broken it’s is by anyone’s estimation indeed still broken. Makes you wonder who’s manning the site? Is there any quality control or oversite at all in any sector?
The fact that administrators of groups can dictate just how many groups a person can add their images is obnoxious. It’s not a matter of too much exposure, but rather fewer images the administrators have to govern/proof. The members are here for the sole purpose of exposure. Exposure here on Flickr is how I got published. It was images I have in my photo stream that journalists, publishers, needed as a visual in a piece that is going to print soon. e.g. magazines, journals, essays, state or federal handbooks, etc...The imagines of mine that I made a profit on were found right here on Flickr when they did a search on Google. Flickr is a platform for those who wish to exhibit their photographic work for any one of a hundred reasons and they are all deserving of and add influence to the body of work that this platform offers. That fact that there supposedly was a vote on the idea of placing limits on any particular image is to say everyone thinks the same and wants the same thing and and everyone will settle for less. Opting in on placing walls and closed doors is the same as stifling a persons talent, their profession, their ability to be paid for their work, clouding the dream of an ambitious young photographer or perhaps aspiring to be one. Because the scope of the reasons is so vast makes it even more difficult to fathom that the vast majority of the members would intentionally vote to place limits on exposure. I say this assuming there was a fair vote because I heard that indeed a site wide vote had taken place. If the vote was site wide but limited to only administrators then there you have it. The administrators are clearly governing the whole Flickr site and that’s power shifted to them during turbulent financial times at Yahoo/Flickr. When they ban you from a group it is 98% of the time without a reason and a block will be put in place so there will be further discussion. Which is to say the member is not deserving of a proper reason is silenced not to be heard of or seen again. That’s the kind of behavior a person who wishes to be in a position of power over another will eventually exhibit. The end result will be silence that’s what cowards do...it’s an easy out for those who have power over another.
(Damaliscus koritum or lunatus - ssp jimela) B28I1992 Ishasha - Uganda
Small isolated groups appear to be vulnerable to vicissitudes of climate, predation and human activities. The estimation, including all sub species is about 300.000.
The topi is currently classified as Vulnerable by the IUCN.
His name is Guhonda, he is the oldest of the Virungas Rwanda side, 44 years old. Strenght and serenity. But sometime he is also suspicious and grumpy. His group have been attacked and hurted by smugglers. On the other hand, he is very sweet and patient with the babys and the young agitated ones.
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The last estimation that happened in 2014 took an inventory of 880 Mountain Gorillas. About 350 in Rwanda side, 450 in Uganda and less than a hundred in Congo where they are always threatened.
But Uganda and Rwanda keepers are actually establishing a new inventory and as they had enough babies, they think that the number of Wild Mountain Gorillas is increased. So, it's a little spark of optimism in a stupid world.
Kodak Portra 160
120 format
1955 Foitzik Trier
6x6 Folding Camera
Foinar 1:4.5
75mm
Made In Germany
f5.6 1/160
Depth of Field /Point of Focus: 12ft away
Metering via Sunny 16 rule
Evening 1 hour just before sunset.
Parallax viewfinder. Completely Manual (guessing) Focus by estimation of distance in feet from camera lens.
With light leak. Fixed post shoot.
Developed with Bellini C41 Kit
Softly directional light of a sky about to erupt in fiery color illuminates an enormous dune in Death Valley National Park. I am ever fascinated by the shapes of these dunes, which over countless years have formed these shapes and sizes by the winds blowing through the geometry of this specific valley in this specific spot. The conditions are just right for the sand to filter out of the air into these immense piles. In this case, the central massive dune here is on the order of 600 feet tall or more in my estimation, knowing that the neighboring gigantic dune reaches about 700 feet. The conditions of the soil have such a clear delineation between where the shrubs can grow, and where they cannot, followed by the gradient of height from the beginnings of the sand to the massive summit. Further in the distance to the north, smaller dunes cling to a low ridge line hinting that more dunes are perhaps hidden beyond. I love the textures of the desert, and it’s always been something of a fascination for me having grown up loving forests and trees as much as I did.
Criquet dans le département du Valle del Cauca, Colombie. Selon le Smithonian Institute, environ 900 mille differentes sortes d'insects sont connues. Un beaucoup plus grand nombre n'est pas encore décrit. Les estimations conservatrices suggèrent qu'il y en aurait 2 millions d'espèces, mais certaines estimations vomt jusqu'á parler de. 30 millions.
Grillo en el departamento del Valle del Cauca, Colombia. El Smithonian Institute evalúa que 900 mil insectos están conocidos. Mucho mas tienen todavía que ser descubiertos. Las evaluaciones conservadoras sugieren que se trataría de 2 millones de especies, pero los estimados llegan a 30 millones de insectos.
These wild, amazing fish are too scarce and too precious to kill and eat. Sadly, there are a lot of people on this island who don't think that way. In my estimation they don't deserve to be called fly fishermen. The fishery for these beautiful fighting fish should be totally catch and release. Last year the provincial government seemed to be moving in the right direction as far as having a catch and release fishery... but this year they have moved a step backwards ... most likely because it was an election year.
At the turn of the year, 2019/2020, I made a pilgrimage to the last holdout of steam-powered revenue rail service in the world. Isolated physically due to its location on the Gobi Desert's cold lifeless plains and figuratively in time from its outdated-yet-enduring technology, the otherwise unremarkable coal mine railroad at Sandaoling in the Xinjiang Autonomous Region of western China became the focus of steam aficionados the world over, the final thread to which workaday steam locomotion grasped while all other counterparts dissolved into nothing more than memories. As 2019 turned to 2020, a lucky seven JS class 2-8-2s clung to life here, living out their final days and concurrently the final days of steam operation, amidst rumors of the demise of the pit mine and the closure of the railroad as collateral damage. Against an outlook certainly bleak, an awe-inspiring show played out each and every day, commencing with the servicing at sun-up, turning to the dramatic performance of 8-coupled drivers marching in unison to lift their payload out of the pit at midday, concluding with volcano-like displays of sparks being hurled out of the stacks come nightfall.
The trip itself was an adventure. After a few days of sleeper-car and high speed train trips across the eastern half of the country, exploring ancient wonders and the unique facets of daily Chinese life at every stop along the way, we touched down late-night in the Gobi city of Hami, nearby to Sandaoling. A sputtering, poorly sealed, knock-off Land Cruiser of unknown Chinese branding was our chariot, picked up from a mom-and-pop rental car agency and filled with gas from a station gated and secured from foreigners. Checkpoints dotted the landscape, inside which curious guard personnel checked with much apprehension the identification cards of us American "tourists", a strange demographic to a region so guarded and far-removed from anything most of the western world had ever seen. All the while, a pair of security guards assigned specifically to shadow our presence kept constant surveillance on each and every one of our actions--or at least in theory, as the surprisingly incompetent group showed little concern with our behaviors or understanding in our unusual fascination with the steam locomotives that plied the land and mostly left us to ourselves. Overtones of Uyghur suppression, one of the current world's most notorious cases of governmental immorality, ran rampant in every facet of life in Xinjiang. But against such serious topics of personal freedoms and alleged genocide, our journey explored fresh experiences and created lasting memories; perusing the wares of vendors of markets on densely-packed city streets, munching on freshly rolled noodles each morning at the breakfast joint in a small desert town, stumbling across a long-abandoned village with remnants of a larger-than-life mural of Chairman Mao fading on its stone flanks at the town's center. And perhaps most memorable of all were the exchanges of friendly smiles from the faces of different shapes and colors living half a world away that have so little in common of language to lifestyle, but nevertheless share perhaps the most fundamental connection of all: humanity.
At the start of 2020, the daunting tick of the clock in its eleventh hour could be heard all around Sandaoling. It was to be the last year for the mine railroad and would bring to a close over 200 years of motive power history it burdened on its shoulders. Estimations proved to be exaggerated, as 2020 came-and-went, as did 2021, with steam still clinging to life. But the grave was finally dug in 2022. In late April, the last coal trains from the pit mine ascended to the desert floor and most of the fires were unceremoniously dropped shortly thereafter. Almost immediately, demolition crews began scouring the earth at the physical plant, ripping up the tracks into the pit and stabbing the final dagger into Sandaoling. It is rumored that a couple steam locomotives will remain to switch the small yard that connects the nearby underground mine to the national rail network. These will join the rumored sporadic revenue steam operations spread in small pockets of the globe such as Asia and eastern Europe.
But truly, it is all over. Steam locomotion's reign lasted over two centuries and played a monumental role in shaping the world into what what it looks like and how it operates in the modern age. Its pragmatic functionality has been praised for its ground-breaking utility and grand sensory effects, enduring long after the innovations conceived to replace it were implemented in droves. But time and technology always marches on, and continuous improvement yields more efficient means of solving society's problems. The limitations of steam and its more feasible alternatives were realized many moons ago, though they took longer to travel to wind-swept Sandaoling, where on an early morning in the first days of 2020 JS #8225 rested in anticipation of a fresh load of coal and water at the Dongbolizhan depot. But as right as things were on that cold January morning, there was never a doubt that the demise of steam would catch up with Sandaoling, too. With the loss of these scenes, the final chapter has been written on steam's incredible story, 118 years after Trevithick's locomotive plied the rails for the first time. The fireboxes have gone cold, and Gobi Desert plains are now even colder.
"I was not put here by anyone in fear. I came alone as me, just an idea, in a long chain of discovery. Surrounded by the same... you.
Sometimes your tide pulls me out to sea, and I die in a thrashing curse. Sometimes we are kind.
More often I doze so far up the beach that those who try to reach are burnt alive in the searing heat of the desert of my dispassion.
So far removed. I never hear the water except maybe once or twice a month when I see a mirror. And I refuse to believe in some of the things that are said to be here - let alone those that are not.
I am trying to change my direction. Ours is pathetic, in my own humble estimation.
I love the planet, the great benign she-wolf, benefactor, spinning gently on towards the red giant four aeons hence. When all the rose gardens are consumed in the flash-fire of flying time, she'll leave alone too..."
The great Roy Harper
Around 8:30am in Central New Mexico, I received word that the deadhead BNSF employee special had just entered Belen and was getting ready to refuel and receive a new crew. At the time I received this info, I was at the west end of Abo shooting morning eastbounds. I, of course, got giddy at the news of this train heading my way soon. However, I quickly started thinking about what exact time it would show up to my area and then it set in that I would have an issue. The issue was that the train would most likely not leave Belen until around 11:00am, thus meaning it would not get to me until around noon.
After I came to this realization, I began thinking of the best possible place to shoot this train since it would be straight up high-sun by the time it would get to me. After a few minutes of going through the possibilities, I decided to look back on the last shot I took at the S-curve just west of Mountainair from the previous day, My last shot was recorded at 11:15am, and while it was high-sun, it still looked pretty decent. So? I decided this would be the spot to shoot the deadhead employee special.
After convincing my traveling companion of my plan, we left Abo with plenty of time to spare to get a bite to eat in Mountainair. After getting some good food in our system, we drove back to the Airbnb we were staying at and started making the hike to this spot. We had plenty of time to spare at this point.
Now, on to the actual picture you see here. O-BAKTOP is running on Main 1 because they were running around a slow manifest that was having trip optimizer problems (imagine that...). As you can imagine, the train had no problems going up the grade, traveling at turbo speeds of about 40mph. That might not sound super fast, but considering the strong grade they are climbing? It's fast. Most of the super Z trains do good to make 25mph going up the hill.
This particular photo is right at the S-curve just west of Mountainair and is more of the wide angle version.
The train came by at 12:25pm, so my noon estimation was pretty darn close.
I wish this dragonfly was a larger. This one was in my estimation at least half the size than the ones I am used to shooting so you can imagine the scale here. This is straight out of the camera and has not been cropped.
This started out as a UCM (unintentional camera movement) shot while wandering around one of the University quarters in Oxford, late in the evening. I love to imagine those late-night academics settling down to nights of creative cogitation… it’s not all port and formal dinners, I guess.
It was a scrappy photograph (rated as one star which is barely keepable in my estimation), but looking back at it I rather liked the colours and shapes in the image so I thought I would have a play.
The play, as ever, turned out to be a bit of a marathon over several days. Out a fit of magnanimity, I shall spare you the horrible details (and results). Today I thought I would try Topaz Studio as I hadn’t been there for a while, and I quickly was reminded of how much fun this suite of filters is.
This image is based on the Dramatic Black and White preset that comes with the software, but I have reduced the opacity to let some of the original colours come through, giving it a washed-out look.
Topaz Studio is unsupported now, alas, and hasn’t been updated in a fair while so I am rather hoping some filter vendor will take it over as it’s quite unique and offers so much. Someone said that it’s available free now, or at least on a trial that never seems to end so, if you are interested, it may be worth adding to your collection.
Thanks for taking the time to look. I hope you enjoy the image. Happy Sliders Sunday and 100x.
San Francisco, CA - 2013
This is the last in my series of four of the Embarcadero buildings. I will probably revisit some of my previous images to see how I can improve upon them. Going through the time and effort of creating a series has helped increase my patience, which is not something I have in abundance and I was surprised how much I learned from the process.
This image was shot on a rare day in the bay. Puffy clouds, instead of low fog was building for most of the afternoon allowing for some dramatic skies and sharp angles of light for the end of the day. In my estimation a long exposure would have short changed the moment which, needed little enhancement.
NGC6960 - Western Veil Nebula (HOO - Bicolour Combination)
NGC6960 located at western part of Veil Nebula, is a cloud of heated and ionized gas , dust and supernova remnant in the constellation of Cygnus. Estimation distance about 1,470 light year from Earth. Nebulosity contain of atomic hydrogen (red colour) and oxygen (blue-green colour) gas as show in image. The bright star in the top-center of frame is 52 Cygnus.
Imaging Detail :
Skyrover 110ED doublet len - ZEQ25 - ASI1600MM Cool
Ha=21x120s Oiii=20x120s
Total integration: 1.4 hours
Date: 22/7/2017
WL Remote Telescope, Johor, Malaysia.
Taken with a ringflash Canon
Camera:Canon EOS-1Ds Mark III
Exposure:0.005 sec (1/200)
Aperture:f/7.1
Focal Length:25 mm
Exposure:+0.12
ISO Speed:100
Exposure Bias:-2/3 EV
Flash:On, Fired
As Angola didn' t want to deliver me a visa, i've been in Kenya. Well , it's a good suprise to be honest! I've done the most touristic places with lots of lions, elephants etc.. and the most remoted areas in the north where you can meet some really nice tribes, not only Masais!!
On this first post, the Turkana girls playing with my wideangle and my ring flash! The place where they live is really remoted, not touristic at all (in the "best" hotel of the area, i was electrocuted.!), and looks like the moon , or Goubet in Djibouti, as i imagine more people have been in Djibouti!
The "road" to meet them is a shame, compared to the south Kenya with is really well developed. The road consists in rocks, dust, sand...a real hell on earth!
Peter Beard made a lot of pictures in this area.
The Turkana inhabit the arid territories of northern Kenya, on the boundary with Sudan.
Nilotic-speaking people, they have for a long time stayed outside of the influence of the main foreign trends. Nomad shepherds adapted to a almost totally desert area, some also fish in the Turkana lake. They are divided in 28 clans. Each one of them is associated with a particular brand for its livestock, so that any Turkana can identify a relative in this way.
The majority of the Turkana still follow their traditional religion: they believe in a God called Kuj or Akuj, associated with the sky and creator of all things. He is thought to be omnipotent but rarely intervenes in the lives of people. Contact between God and the people is made though a diviner (emeron). Diviners have the power to interpret dreams, foresee the future, heal, and make rain. However, the Turkana doubt about those who say they have powers, but fail to prove it in the everyday life. Estimates are that about 15% of the Turkana are Christian. Evangelism has started among the Turkana since the 1970s. Various churches have had work for some decades and church buildings have been built. The most astonishing element one can notice in the villages, is that the only permanent structures are churches, with huts all around. Infact, in the late 1970s, feeding projects as well as literacy courses and other services have been provided by Baptist workers. This easily explains the importance acquired by the Church.
They don't have any physical initiations. They have only the asapan ceremony, transition from youth to adulthood, that all men must perform before marriage.Turkana marriage is polygynous. Homestead consists of a man, his wives and children, and often his mother and other dependent women. Each wife and her children build a sitting hut for daytime and, in the rainy season, a sleeping hut for nighttime. When a new wife comes, she stays at the hut of the mother or first wife until she has her first child. The high bride-wealth payment (30 to 50 cattle, 30 to 50 camels and 100 to 200 small stock) often means that a man cannot marry until he has inherited livestock from his dead father. It also implies that he collect livestock from relatives and friends, which strengthens social ties through the transfer of livestock. Resolution is found to conflicts through discussions between the men living in proximity to one another. Men of influence are particularly listened, and decisions are enforced by the younger men of the area. Each man belongs to alternating generation sets. If a man is a Leopard, his son will be a Stone, so that there are approximately equal numbers of each category. These groups are formed when there is a need to make large groups rapidly. The Turkana make finely crafted carved wooden implements used in daily life. During the rainy season, moonlight nights' songs have a particular place in the Turkana's life. They often refer to their cattle or land, but they are sometimes improvised and related to immediate events. The Turkana have a deep knowledge of plants and products they use as medicine. That is why the fat-tailed sheep is often called "the hospital for the Turkana".
Les Turkanas habitent les territoires arides du nord du Kenya, à la frontière avec le Soudan.Peuple de langue nilotique, ils sont pendant longtemps restés hors de l’influence des principaux courants étrangers. Pasteurs nomades adaptés à une zone presque totalement déserte, certains pêchent également dans le lac Turkana. Ils sont divisés en 28 clans. Chacun d’entre eux est associé à une marque particulière donné à son bétail, de telle façon que tout Turkana peut identifier un parent de cette manière.La majorité des Turkana suit encore leur religion traditionnelle : ils croient en un Dieu appelé Kuj ou Akuj, associé au ciel et créateur de toute chose. Les Turkana le voient comme omnipotent mais intervenant rarement dans la vie des gens. Le contact entre Dieu et les hommes se fait par l’intermédiaire d’un divin (emeron). Les devins ont le pouvoir d’interpréter les rêves, prédire l’avenir, soigner et faire pleuvoir. Toutefois, les Turkana doutent de ceux qui disent qu’ils ont des pouvoirs, mais échouent à le prouver dans la vie de tous les jours. Selon des estimations, environ 15% des Turkana sont chrétiens. L’évangélisme a commencé chez les Turkana depuis les années 1970. Diverses églises ont depuis été construites. L’élément le plus étonnbant que l’on peut noter dans les villages est que les seules structures en dur sont les églises, avec des huttes tout autour. En fait, à la fin des années 1970, des projets alimentaires ainsi que des cours d’alphabétisation et d’autres services ont été menés par des travailleurs baptistes. Cela explique facilement l’importance acquise par l’Eglise.Les Turkana n’ont aucune initiation physique. Ils ont seulement la cérémonie asapan, transition de la jeunesse à l’âge adulte, que chaque homme doit suivre avant le mariage. Les Turkana sont polygames. La propriété familiale est composée d’un homme, ses femmes et enfants, et souvent sa mère. Quand une nouvelle femme arrive, elle loge dans la hutte de la mère ou de la première femme jusqu’à ce qu’elle ait son premier enfant. Le paiement élevé pour la mariée (30 à 50 têtes de gros bétail, 30 à 50 dromadaires, et 100 à 200 têtes de petit bétail) signifie souvent qu’un homme ne peut se permettre de se marier jusqu’à ce qu’il ait hérité le bétail de son père décédé. Cela implique également qu’il collecte le bétail requis de parents et amis, ce qui renforce les liens sociaux entre eux. La résolution des conflits se fait par la discussion entre les hommes vivant à proximité.Les hommes d’influence sont particulièrement écoutés, et les décisions sont mises en application par les hommes plus jeunes de la zone. Chaque homme appartient à une classe d’âge spécifique. Si un homme est un Léopard, son fils deviendra une Pierre, de telle façon qu’il y a approximativement un même nombre de chaque catégorie. Les Turkana font des outils en bois finement taillés, utilisés dans la vie de tous les jours. Durant la saison des pluies, les chansons des nuits de pleine lune ont une place particulière dans la vie des Turkana. Elles font souvent référence à leur bétail et terres, mais sont parfois improvisées ou liées à des événements immédiats. Les Turkana ont une connaissance intime des plantes et des produits qu’ils utilisent comme médicaments. La queue grasse des moutons est souvent appelée « l’hôpital pour les Turkana ».
© Eric Lafforgue
Empilements de 79 photos de 50µm/step en mode manuel 65mm - f/2,8 - 1/80” - ISO 100 - rapport 3:1
Boitier Canon EOS 5D Mark IV + Objectif Canon MP-E 65 mm f/2,8 1:1 ~ 5:1 + flash Canon MT-24EX Macro Twin Lite diffusé + rail macro motorisé et contrôleur Cognisys Stackshot 3X.
Logiciel de stacking : ZereneStacker (DMap estimation radius 8/smoothing radius 4).
Post traitement : ZereneStacker, Lightroom, Photoshop.
You look at the title and say, "Whaaa"? Well, okay, I'm a little strange but here is my rationale for titling this, "Elizabeth Taylor".
This car, a 1936 Packard Twelve Boattail Speedster is, in my opinion, the most beautiful automobile I have ever seen. I had previously posted a picture of this beautiful, classy car.
........ And Elizabeth Taylor? Well I enjoy watching old movies on the TMC channel. This week TMC has featured movies starring Elizabeth Taylor. Back to back I watched "Cat On a Hot Tin Roof" and "Suddenly, Last Summer" - both starring Elizabeth Taylor. I believe, again in my opinion, Elizabeth Taylor was the most beautiful, classy woman I have ever seen.
As far as the two movies go, (both based on Tennessee Williams plays), “Suddenly, Last Summer” was a bust. The plot of the movie, much like many of Tennessee Williams's plays were, was inane and I don't like Katharine Hepburn as an actress. Montgomery Cliff, I can take or leave but at least he and Elizabeth Taylor held this movie together.
"Cat On a Hot Tin Roof", despite Tennessee Williams's penchant for dysfunctional Southern exclusivity, was a success largely because of the superb cast; Paul Newman (as “Brick”), Elizabeth Taylor (as “Maggie”) and Burl Ives (as "Big Daddy".)
In both movies, which Taylor made back-to-back, she was in her prime and in my estimation, a total "knock out" in beauty.
………. and yes, I am a little strange……… ;)
A warrant of arrest has been issued against "Team Forge" Leader Maverick Brand after he brutalized a gang of villains and hijacked their base. According to our intel, he is planning to use the equipment inside the base to take control of part of the system. The scope of his resources is unknown.
His current location is the gas giant Hefeus, but the full extent of the threat his machinations impose could be more significant. Further estimations are required.
Maverick Brand is equipped with heat-resistant plate armor, a throwable bulletproof shield and a fire-imbued Flamberge sword. Armor-piercing ammunition and electricity-based weaponry may be viable strategies to take him down. Proceed with caution.
Great Kanohi Azuhi by Galva, Flamberge model edited by me
Raptors in flight over the Sonny Bono Salton Sea National Wildlife Refuge.
From my best estimation these are Two Female Northern Harriers (Circus hudsonius).
On Explore - July 18, 2024 - Thanks to all my Flickr friends!
Sometimes, nature is full of surprises for all of us. Every time I visit the olive groves, I inevitably encounter something different. Listening to nature, trying to understand and comprehend it is crucial and truly time-consuming. Whenever I encounter such surprises, I often find myself asking, "I wish I had started this passion in my childhood, if only I could have started."
Time ruthlessly passes within the cycle of life. Let's say to those who appreciate the value of time, and those who have eyes to see and perceive.
This morning, in the early hours among the olive groves, I encountered a Hermann's tortoise, about 3-4 months old by my estimation. It was clear it was thirsty. I took it to my friend Mehmet nearby, who has a vegetable and fruit garden, and gave it some water. I know they love tomatoes, and I was right—it immediately started its breakfast.
It will stay with Mehmet for a few days and then be released back into its natural habitat. I would have liked to share a single photograph with you, my Flickr friends, along with its short story in the morning sun.
Hermann's tortoise, scientifically known as Testudo hermanni, is a small species of tortoise commonly found in southern Europe, including Turkey. Within Turkey, they inhabit regions along the Mediterranean coast and inland areas. They prefer dry, open forests, maquis vegetation, and open grasslands. They are known to thrive in elevations ranging from sea level up to 2000 meters.
These tortoises are characterized by their small size and distinctive dark-patterned shells. Juveniles, in particular, are notable for their vivid shell patterns, often in shades of yellow or brown.
Hermann's tortoises are herbivorous, feeding primarily on a variety of grasses, wild flowers, fruits, and occasionally supplemented with insects in their natural habitat.
The population of Hermann's tortoises in Turkey is generally considered stable due to local conservation efforts and habitat protection measures. However, illegal hunting and habitat loss remain significant threats to this species.
If you've found a juvenile Hermann's tortoise, providing proper care and ideally reintroducing it into its natural habitat would be advisable.
I've captured some memorable moments with my camera, and I genuinely hope you'll experience the same joy in viewing these images as I did in capturing them.
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Akbar the Great was quite a guy I am sure. This was shot in his palace near Agra. Most people go to Agra to visit the Taj Mahal, but in my estimation, this is a much more exotic and interesting place to explore.
See it large on the blog at stuckincustoms.com/2008/05/23/akbars-royal-bathing-chamber/
SIne the I began photography I have liked the idea of a small camera with the quality of bigger cameras. I am not overly keen on the bulk and noise of SLR cameras yet do appreciate their versatility. I use mostly Olympus OM and a Pentax MX for SLR photograpy.
What I like best is a pocketable camera offering control and a good lens. In 1980 I heard of the Olympus XA cameras and was saving up for one then lost my after school job and had to wait some years before buying an XA.
The Minox EL has needed attention to give it a working shutter and reliable metering, when working well it's lens produces immages full of detail and feel.
Yoshihisa Maitani did not like the complexity and potential for unreliability pop out lenses give, both the XA and Pen D have fixed lenses and are spot on for reliability. Of the two I prefer the Pen D it is designed like the Rollei 35 to be operated first from the view of the top plate, the exposure and focus are set this way on both then its up to the eye and the phograph is made.
Heinz Waaske used innavative design with quality engineering for the Rollei 35. Like the Pen D the Rollei 35 feels good with a satisfying mechanical feel in use.
The aperture priority automatic cameras here offer convinience of setting exposure and in most circumstances are accurate. The XA's rangefinder patch is small and I use it as a distance estimation camera most of the time like the other three. Maitiani thoughtfully designed the distance scale window to be viewed from the top and it works well like this.
Today night 2022/Oct./31 at approx 2 hrs UT I made the attached image of the supernova SN2022xkq in NGC 1784 in Lepus:
With the estimation against “Stellarium Web” reference stars I get for the supernova a visual brightness of 14.3 mag.
Thank you for putting together all this supernova informations.
Best regards
Stathis Kafalis
81543 Muenchen /Germany
Inside the city walls (after paying a small entrance fee of 5 Türkish Lira (less then 2 Euros), a large area reveils to your eyes. The terrain is rough and it takes a couple of hours to see the whole site. The beauty of Ani is not only because of the magnificent buildings on the site, but also the overwhelming environment, giving you a true feeling of being in a complete empty world. The ravines on the border with Armenia contrast beautifully with the Armenian mountains behind and despite the emptiness you're surrounded by large quantities of birds providing the site with some natural sound from times to times. It's truly magic!
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In the estimation of the Landmarks Foundation (a non-profit organization established for the protection of sacred sites) this ancient city...
"needs to be protected regardless of whose jurisdiction it falls under. Earthquakes in 1319, 1832, and 1988, Army Target practice and general neglect all have had devastating effects on the architecture of the city. The city of Ani is a sacred place which needs ongoing protection".
Get it? A Cute Exposure?? Oh well, at least I amuse myself. 😉
By the way, this photo marks the beginning of a new era on these pages. In past photos like this, Daisy typically has a strained expression on her face...or at best, uncertain. Seems she's a bit self conscious about such things so perhaps it feels awkward for her. But as I have tired of trying to coax a cheerful expression out of her in such circumstances....I am now demanding it. So when the situation calls for it in my estimation, and I tell Daisy to expose whatever to my camera....it had better be with a cheerful, excited expression on her pretty face. Hey, she doesn't have to feel it....she just has to show it! 😍💖💖
Hmmm....not a bad first effort. If she's faking it, it sure doesn't show. 😉
The news was that Jools' cough was little better. She got a mail back from the surgery on Friday saying her (non-urgent) appointment with the doctor was on December 14th. But as we were going to Tesco, she would have a chat with the pharmasist and see about some of the behind the counter stuff.
Winter has arrived, though no snow as yet, but the wind is set in the east, its cloudy and feels raw outside.
I would spend part of the day churchcrawling.
After shopping.
We go to Tesco, Jools really only coming so she could get something for her cough.
With a few bottles of tripel and cider we managed to spend £140. A bag of rice, not white easy cook rice I'll admit, but that's £4.50 now.
Wow.
Back home with the shopping and a bottle of serious cough syrup, we put the shopping away and have breakfast.
No surprise then that Jools wasn't coming out with me, she wanted to get the cough under control, would only take the new syrup when needed as it can make you drowsy.
I had a list of churches, and first up was our local one, St Margaret.
They were having a craft day. I thought it might be a fayre, but was a kid's craft day. Anyway, the church would be open and I could take shots of the memorials and windows.
There were pagan heads at the top of each column, and as corbel stones. The more I looked, the more pagan heads, even at the top of two of the columns, but not all.
No real ancient glass, but good quality Victorian.
The church itself is the triumph, being an early Norman and well preserved.
Although, sadly, the tower is in poor repair and needs reroofing, which is why it is currently encased in scaffolding.
I am sure when we called in at Barham last week, a sign said there was a craft fayre on, so would be open. I would go back, and get some shots, I thought.
Its a half hour drive, if that out of Dover down the A2 and off at the Wingham turning, down the valley and parking outside the church, its spire pointing to heaven.
Inside the church there was no fayre again, just a warden showing a lady round. We all said "hello", and I went about getting shots.
I have been here at least three times, but now take the big lens to get details of the windows and memorials high up, so there are always new details to reveal.
Star item is the window of St George and the dragon, though is hidden in the north-west corner, and best viewed from the stairs to the belltower.
After 20 minutes, the visitor left and the warden turned off the lights, forgetting I was there, but I had my shots.
From Barham its a short drive to Bridge, then along the Nailbourne to Patrixbourne, where I see the door was open, but I had another target: Bekesbourne, the next village along, crossing the dry bed of the bourne, stopping on the lane outside the church. I look left to the Old Palace, but there were no cars parked there, so no point of even knocking, I drove on.
Instead of turning left back to Bridge, I turn right towards Littlebourne, no real idea where I was going.
Littlebourne could wait for another time, I only went back there in 2020, I went to Wingham, driving on towards Sandwich.
I thought, it's a long time since I was at Woodnesborough, I could cut through Ash and go there.
Which is what I did.
I could have stopped at Ash too, that's usually open, but there'll be other times. I have been there twice and got good shots last time for sure.
From Ash, the road climbs, leading to Woodnesborough, Woden's Hill, where there was a hill fort in antiquity. The church is on the highest point, overlooking the marshes of the old Wantsum Channel, and on to Sandwich which when the Channel was still flooded, was on a spit of land.
The church is a marker for miles around due to its cupola, something is shares with Ringwould near to home.
Inside it was so dark, I thought I would need to find the lights, but I could not find them. So, I hoped the camera would cope without.
It did.
But again, I was here really to record the windows, which were rich in detail. I took 215 shots here, 560 in a morning at three churches.
Not bad.
But I was done, what light there was, was fading, even though it was only just after one. I would go home.
Once home I got busy.
I have a taste for beans. Not baked beans, but Boston Beans. I had a recipe, and we got the ingredients that morning, so went about making a huge panful. Three tins of haricot beans, tomatoes, stock, spices, bacon, pork belly, mustard, and black treacle.
Cooked on the hob for an hour, then cooked long and low in the oven for four hours.
What came out looked and tasted like fine Boston Beans. We will be eating these for weeks.
At the same time I make fritters.
The plan was to be all cooked and eaten before the football began at three.
I did it with half an hour to spare, the leftover wine drunk too, meaning I would struggle to stay awake for Holland v USA game. Netherlands win pretty comfortably.
And in the evening, with a soundtrack of funk and soul thanks to Craig, I watch Argentine v Australia, which was a stunning game.
Even better, I sat on the sofa to watch, Cleo eyed me as if to say how dare you take my chosen sleeping place. But she came over, paced around, then lay between the arm of the sofa and my leg. Scully lay on the other side. I had 50% of the household cats.
Happier than I have been for ages.
Best of all was that the syrup worked, stopped the coughing, and Jools fell asleep right off.
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A morning out, revisiting some familiar fairly local churches.
Final visit was to Woodnesborough, aka Woden's Hill, near to Sandwich.
It was open, but no light switch that could be found meant that the church was dark, but the camera coped well.
Woodnesborough sits on the highest point near to the coast, its cupola marking the spot, and visible for miles in all directions.
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The tower makes this church one of the easiest in Kent to identify. It is capped by a little cupola and wooden balustrade of eighteenth-century date that replaced a medieval spire. During the Middle Ages the church was owned by Leeds Priory which invested heavily in the structure, and was no doubt responsible for the excellent sedilia built in about 1350. The canopy is supported by a quadripartite vault in turn supported by angry little heads. Above the sedilia is the cut-off end of a prickett beam. The east window, of Decorated style stonework, has a thirteenth-century hangover in the form of a shafted rere-arch. There are two excellent modern stained glass windows designed by F.W Cole, which show the Creation (1980) and St Francis (1992). The good altar rails are of Queen Anne's reign, as are the splendid Royal Arms.
www.kentchurches.info/church.asp?p=Woodnesborough
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WOODNESBOROUGH,
¶OR Winsborough, as it is usually called, lies the next parish northward from Eastry, being written in the survey of Domesday, Wanesberge. It took its name according to Verstegan, from the Saxon idol Woden, (and it is spelt by some Wodensborough) whose place of worship was in it; however that may be, the termination of the word berge, or borough, shews it to be of high antiquity.
art of this parish, over which the manor of Boxley claims, is within the jurisdiction of the justices of the town and port of Sandwich, and liberty of the cinque ports; and the residue is in the hundred of Eastry, and jurisdiction of the county of Kent.
There are three boroughs in this parish, viz. Cold Friday, Hamwold, and Marshborough; the borsholders of which are chosen at the petty sessions of the justices, acting at Wingham, for the east division of the lath of St. Augustine.
THIS PARISH is large, being two miles and an half one way, and upwards of a mile and an half the other. The church stands nearly in the centre of it, on high ground. At a small distance from the church is Woodnesborough hill, both of which are sea marks. This hill is a very high mount, seemingly thrown up by art, and consisting of a sandy earth, it has been thought by some to have been the place on which the idol Woden from whom this place is supposed to have taken its name) was worshipped in the time of the Saxons; by others to be the burial place of Vortimer, the Saxon king, who died in 457, whilst others suppose this mount was raised over those who fell in the battle fought between Ceoldred, king of Mercia, and Ina, king of the West Saxons, in the year 715, at Woodnesbeorb, according to the Saxon chronicle, which name Dr. Plot supposes to be Woodnesborough. Vortimer, as our historians tell us, at his death, desired to be buried near the place where the Saxons used to land, being persuaded that his bones would deter them from any attempt in future. Though authors differ much on the place of his burial, yet this mount at Woodnesborough is as probable, or more so, perhaps, than any other, for it was near to, and was cast up so high as to be plainly seen from the Portus Rutupinus, which at that time was the general landing place of the Saxon fleets. Some years ago there were found upon the top of it sundry sepulchral remains, viz. a glass vessel (engraved by the Rev. Mr. Douglas, in his Nænia;) a fibula, (engraved by Mr. Eoys, in his collections for Sandwich;) the head of a spear, and some fragments of Roman vessels. Much of the earth of sand has been lately removed round the sides of it, but nothing further has been found.
At a small distance northward from hence, at the bottom of a short steep hill, lies the village called Woodnesborough-street, and sometimes Cold Fridaystreet, containing thirty four houses. The vicaragehouse is situated in the middle of it, being a new handsome building; almost contiguous to it is a handsome sashed house, belonging to the Jull family, now made use of as a poor-house; through this street the road leads to Sandwich. West ward of the street stands the parsonage-house, late the seat of Oliver Stephens, esq. deceased, and now of his window, as will be further noticed hereafter. Besides the manors and estates in this parish, particularly described, in the western parts of it there are several hamlets, as Somerfield, Barnsole, Coombe, with New-street, Great and Little Flemings, Ringlemere, and the farm of Christians Court.
In the north east part of the parish, the road from Eastry, by the parsonage of Woodnesborough northwestward, divides; one road, which in antient deeds is called Lovekys-street, going towards Ash-street; the other through the hamlet of Marshborough, formerly called Marshborough, alias Stipins, to Each End and Sandwich, the two windmills close to the entrance of which are with in the bounds of this parish. Each, Upper Each, called antiently Upriche, and Each End, antiently called Netheriche, were both formerly accounted manors, and are mentioned as such in the marriage settlement of Henry Whyte, esq. in the beginning of queen Elizabeth's reign. After the Whytes, these manors passed in like manner as Grove, in this parish, to the James's. Upper Each, or Upriche, has for many years belonged to the family of Abbot, of Ramsgate, and is now the property of John Abbot, esq. of Canterbury. Each End, or Netheriche, belongs, one moiety to the heirs or devisees of the late earl of Strafford, and the other moiety to John Matson, esq. of Sandwich.
¶It cannot but occur to the reader how much this parish abounds with Saxon names, besides the name of Wodens borough, the street of Cold Friday, mentioned before, is certainly derived from the Saxon words, Cola, and Friga, which latter was the name of a goddess, worshipped by the Saxons, and her day Frige-deag, from whence our day of Friday is derived; other places in this parish, mentioned before likewise, claim, surely, their original from the same language.
This parish contains about 3000 acres, the whole rents of it being about 3373l. yearly value. It is very bare of coppice wood; the Old Wood, so called, in Ringleton, being the only one in it. The soil of this parish is very rich and fertile, equal to those the most so in this neighbourhood, particularly as to the plantations of hops, which have much increased within these few years past. The middle of the parish is high ground, and is in general a flat open country of arable common fields. West and south-westward the lands are more inclosed with hedges. North and north-westward of the parsonage, towards Sandwich, they are low and wet, consisting of a large level of marsh land, the nearness of which makes the other parts of this parish rather unhealthy, which is not otherwise very pleasant in any part of it. There was a fair held here yearly, on Holy Thursday, but it has been for some time disused.
In Ringleton field, in this parish, there was found about the year 1514, a fine gold coin, weighing about twelve shillings, with a loop of the same metal to hang it by; on one side was the figure of a young man in armour, a helmet on his head, and a spear over his right shoulder; on the reverse, the figure of Victory, with a sword in her hand, the point downwards.
The church, which is dedicated to St. Mary, consists of a nave, and two isles, having a square tower steeple at the west end, with a modern wooden turret and vane at the top of it, in which are five bells, made in 1676. It had a high spire on the tower, which was taken down some years ago. At the east end of the chancel is a marble tablet for John Cason, esq. of this place, justice of the peace, obt. 1718; John Cason, esq. his son, obt. 1755; arms,Argent, a chevron, sable, between three wolves heads, erased, gules, on an escutcheon of pretence, sable, a chevron, between three fleurs de lis, of the field; another for Thomas Blechenden, of the antient family of that name, of Aldington, in Kent, obt. 1661; arms, Azure, a fess nebulee, argent, between three lions heads erased, or, attired, gules, impalingBoys. On the south side, an antient altar monument with gothic pillars and arches, having had shields and arms, now obliterated. Against the wall, under the canopy, two brass plates, which have been removed to this place, from two grave-stones in the chancel; the first for Sir John Parcar, late vicar of this church, who died the v.day of May, a°o dni m° v° xiij° on the second are Latin verses to the memory of Nichs Spencer, esq. obt. 1593. In the middle of the chancel, a gravestone for William Docksey, esq. of Snellston, in Derbyshire, a justice of the peace, obt. 1760; Sarah his wife, youngest daughter of John Cason, esq. obt. 1774; arms,Or, a lion rampant, azure, surmounted of a bend, argent. On a gravestone on the north side of the chancel, on a brass plate, On a chevron, three quatersoils, between three annulets, quartering other coats, now obliterated, for Master Myghell Heyre, sumtyme vicar of this churche, who dyed the xxii day of July, m° v° xxviii. In the north isle are several memorials for the family of Gillow, arms, A lion rampant, in chief, three fleurs de lis. At the entrance into the chancel, on a grave-stone, on a brass plate, John Hill, gent. of the parish of Nassall, in Staffordshire, obt. 1605. A mural monument for William Gibbs, of this parish, obt. 1777; arms,Argent, three battle axes, in fess, sable. In the church-yard are altar tombs to the memory of the Julls, and for Sladden; one for John Verall, gent. sometime mayor of Sandwich, obt. 1610; and another for John Benchkin, of Pouton, obt. 1639.
There were formerly painted in the windows of this church,Or, a chief indented, azure, for John de Sandwich. Several coats of arms, among which were those of Valence and St. Leger,Argent, three leaves in sinster bend, their points downward, proper.— On a canton, azure, three crescents, or, for Grove.— Argent, three escallops in chief, or, in base a crescent, gules, for Helpestone, usually called Hilpurton, bailiff of Sandwich, in 1299. A shield, being Helpeston's badge, another On a fess engrailed, three cinquefoils, between three garbs, for John Hill, of Nasall, in Staffordshire, who lies buried in this church. —A fess engrailed, three lions rampant, in chief, on the fess, a crescent for difference, for Spencer, customer, of Sandwich. — Quarterly, four coats; first, On a chevron, three quaterfoils; second, Per pale, ermine and argent; third, A cross, between four pomegranates, slipped; sourth,Three bars, wavy, for Michael Heyre, vicar here in 1520.
The church of Woodnesborough was given, in the reign of king Henry I. by a religious woman, one Ascelina de Wodensberg, to the priory of Ledes, soon after the foundation of it; to which deed was witness Robert de Crevequer, founder of the priory, Elias his son, and others; which gift was confirmed by the said Robert, who by his charter, released to the priory all his right and title to it. It was likewise confirmed by archbishop Theobald, and several of his successors, and by king Henry III. by his charter of inspeximus in his 41st year.
Archbishop William Corboil, who came to the see of Canterbury, three years after the foundation of Ledes priory, at the instance and petition of Ascelina above mentioned, who resigned this church into his hands for this purpose, appropriated it to the prior and convent, for the finding of necessary cloaths, for the canons there; and a vicarage was accordingly endowed in it.
There was a controversy between the prior and convent, and Adam, vicar of this church, in 1627, anno 14 Henry II. concerning the great tithes arising from the crofts and curtilages within this parish, which was referred to the prior of Rochester, who was the pope's delegate for this purpose, who determined that the prior and convent of Ledes, as rectors of this church, should receive, without any exception, all the great tithes of wheat, barley, oats, beans, peas, and of every fort of corn arising, or to arise from all lands, crofts, curtilages, or other places whatever, situated within the bounds, of this parish; and that the prior and convent should yearly pay to the said vicar, and his successors, half a seam of barley, and half a seam of beans, at the nativity of our Lord. (fn. 10)
¶After which, this parsonage appropriate,(which appears to have been esteemed as a manor) together with the advowson of the vicarage, remained with the prior and convent of Ledes, till its dissolution in the 31st year of king Henry VIII. when it was, with all its lands and possessions, surrendered into the king's hands, who by his dotation charter, in his 33d year, settled both parsonage and advowson on his new-founded dean and chapter of Rochester, with whom they remain at this time. On the dissolution of deans and chapters, after the death of king Charles I. this parsonage was surveyed in 1649, when is appeared that the manor or parsonage of Woodnesborough, with the scite thereof, and all manner of tithes belonging to it, with a garden and orchard of one acre, was valued all together at 300l. that the lessee was to repair the premises, and the chancel of the church; that the vicarage was worth fifty pounds per annum. The then incumbent was under sequestration, and there was none to serve the cure; and that the church was then quite ruinated, and in great decay. (fn. 11)
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A long and light church, best viewed from the south. Like nearby Ickham it is cruciform in plan, with a west rather than central, tower. Sometimes this is the result of a later tower being added, but here it is an early feature indeed, at least the same age (if not earlier) than the body of the church. Lord Kitchener lived in the parish, so his name appears on the War Memorial. At the west end of the south aisle, tucked out of the way, is the memorial to Sir Basil Dixwell (d 1750). There are two twentieth century windows by Martin Travers. The 1925 east window shows Our Lady and Child beneath the typical Travers Baroque Canopy. Under the tower, affixed to the wall, are some Flemish tiles, purchased under the will of John Digge who died in 1375. His memorial brass survives in the Vestry.
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Many churches in Kent are well known for their yew trees but St. John the Baptist at Barham is noteworthy for its magnificent beech trees.
The Church guide suggests that there has been a Church here since the 9th Century but the present structure was probably started in the 12th Century although Syms, in his book about Kent Country Churches, states that there is a hint of possible Norman construction at the base of the present tower. The bulk of the Church covers the Early English, Decorated and Perpendicular periods of building. Many of the huge roof beams, ties and posts are original 14th Century as are the three arches leading into the aisle..
In the Northwest corner is a small 13th Century window containing modern glass depicting St. George slaying the dragon and dedicated to the 23rd Signal Company. The Church also contains a White Ensign which was presented to it by Viscount Broome, a local resident. The Ensign was from 'H.M.S. Raglan' which was also commanded by Viscount Broome. The ship was sunk in January, 1918 by the German light cruiser 'Breslau'.
The walls contain various mural tablets. Hanging high on the west wall is a helmet said to have belonged to Sir Basil Dixwell of Broome Park. The helmet probably never saw action but was carried at his funeral.
The floor in the north transept is uneven because some years ago three brasses were found there. According to popular medieval custom engraved metal cut-outs were sunk into indented stone slabs and secured with rivets and pitch. In order to save them from further damage the brasses were lifted and placed on the walls. The oldest dates from about 1370 is of a civilian but very mutilated. The other two are in good condition and dated about 1460. One is of a woman wearing the dress of a widow which was similar to a nun. The other is of a bare headed man in plate armour. These are believed to be of John Digges and his wife Joan.
At the west end of the church is a list of Rectors and Priests-in-Charge - the first being Otho Caputh in 1280. Notice should be made of Richard Hooker (1594), the author of the Laws of Ecclesiastical Polity. The tiles incorporated into the wall were originally in place in the Chancel about 1375. They were left by John Digges whose Will instructed that he was to be buried in the Chancel and "my executors are to buy Flanders tiles to pave the said Chancel".
The 14th century font is large enough to submerse a baby - as would have been the custom of the time. The bowl is octagonal representing the first day of the new week, the day of Christ's resurrection. The cover is Jacobean.
The Millennium Window in the South Transept was designed and constructed by Alexandra Le Rossignol and was dedicated in July 2001. The cost of the project (approximately £6,500) was raised locally with the first donation being made by the then Archbishop of Canterbury, Dr George Carey.
The porch contains two wooden plaques listing the names of men from the village who were killed in the Great Wars - among them being Field Marshall Lord Kitchener of Broome Park.
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ANTIENTLY written Bereham, lies the next parish eastward. There are five boroughs in it, viz. of Buxton, Outelmeston, Derrington, Breach, and Shelving. The manor of Bishopsborne claims over almost the whole of this parish, at the court of which the four latter borsholders are chosen, and the manors of Reculver and Adisham over a small part of it.
BARHAM is situated at the confines of that beautiful country heretofore described, the same Nailbourne valley running through it, near which, in like manner the land is very fertile, but all the rest of it is a chalky barren soil. On the rise of the hill northward from it, is the village called Barham-street, with the church, and just beyond the summit of it, on the further side Barham court, having its front towards the downs, over part of which this parish extends, and gives name to them. At the foot of the same hill, further eastward, is the mansion of Brome, with its adjoining plantatious, a conspicuous object from the downs, to which by inclosing a part of them, the grounds extend as far as the Dover road, close to Denne-hill, and a costly entrance has been erected into them there. By the corner of Brome house the road leads to the left through Denton-street, close up to which this parish extends, towards Folkestone; and to the right, towards Eleham and Hythe. One this road, within the bounds of this parish, in a chalky and stony country, of poor barren land, there is a large waste of pasture, called Breach down, on which there are a number of tumuli, or barrows. By the road side there have been found several skeletons, one of which had round its neck a string of beads, of various forms and sizes, from a pidgeon's egg to a pea, and by it a sword, dagger, and spear; the others lay in good order, without any particular thing to distinguish them. (fn. 1)
In the Nailbourne valley, near the stream, are the two hamlets of Derrington and South Barham; from thence the hills, on the opposite side of it to those already mentioned, rise southward pretty high, the tops of them being covered with woods, one of them being that large one called Covert wood, a manor belonging to the archbishop, and partly in this parish, being the beginning of a poor hilly country, covered with stones, and enveloped with frequent woods.
BARHAM, which, as appears by the survey of Domesday, formerly lay in a hundred of its own name, was given anno 809, by the estimation of seven ploughlands, by Cenulph, king of Kent, to archbishop Wlfred, free from all secular demands, except the trinoda necessitas, but this was for the use of his church; for the archbishop, anno 824, gave the monks lands in Egelhorne and Langeduna, in exchange for it. After which it came into the possession of archbishop Stigand, but, as appears by Domesday, not in right of his archbishopric, at the taking of which survey, it was become part of the possessions of Odo, bishop of Baieux, under the title of whose lands it is thus entered in it:
In Berham hundred, Fulbert holds of the bishop Berham. It was taxed at six sulings. The arable land is thirty two carucates. In demesne there are three carucates, and fifty two villeins, with twenty cottagers having eighteen carucates. There is a church, and one mill of twenty shillings and four pence. There are twentlyfive fisheries of thirty-five shillings all four pence. Of average, that is service, sixty shilling. Of herbage twenty six shillings, and twenty acres of meadow Of pannage sufficient for one hundred and fifty hogs. Of this manor the bishop gave one berewic to Herbert, the son of Ivo, which is called Hugham, and there be has one carucate in demesne, and twelve villeins, with nine carucates, and twenty acres of meadow. Of the same manor the bisoop gave to Osberne Paisforere one suling and two mills of fifty sbillings, and there is in demesne one carucate, and four villeins with one carucate. The whole of Barbam, in the time of king Edward the Confessor, was worth forty pounds, when be received it the like, and yet it yielded to him one hundred pounds, now Berhem of itself is worth forty pounds, and Hucham ten pounds, and this which Osberne bas six pounds, and the land of one Ralph, a knight, is worth forty shillings. This manor Stigand, the archbishop held, but it was not of the archbishopric, but was of the demesne ferm of king Edward.
On the bishop's disgrace four years afterwards, and his estates being confiscated to the crown, the seignory of this parish most probably returned to the see of Canterbury, with which it has ever since continued. The estate mentioned above in Domesday to have been held of the bishop by Fulbert, comprehended, in all likelihood, the several manors and other estates in this parish, now held of the manor of Bishopsborne, one of these was THE MANOR AND SEAT OF BARHAM-COURT, situated near the church, which probably was originally the court-lodge of the manor of Barham in very early times, before it became united to that of Bishopsborne, and in king Henry II.'s time was held of the archbishop by knight's service, by Sir Randal Fitzurse, who was one of the four knights belonging to the king's houshould, who murdered archbishop Becket anno 1170; after perpetrating which, Sir Randal fled into Ireland, and changed his name to Mac-Mahon, and one of his relations took possession of this estate, and assumed the name of Berham from it; and accordingly, his descendant Warin de Berham is recorded in the return made by the sheriff anno 12 and 13 king John, among others of the archbishop's tenants by knight's service, as holding lands in Berham of him, in whose posterity it continued till Thomas Barham, esq. in the very beginning of king James I.'s reign, alienated it to the Rev. Charles Fotherbye, dean of Canterbury, who died possessed of it in 1619. He was eldest son of Martin Fotherby, of Great Grimsby, in Lincolnshire, and eldest brother of Martin Fotherby, bishop of Salisbury. He had a grant of arms, Gules, a cross of lozenges flory, or, assigned to him and Martin his brother, by Camden, clarencieux, in 1605. (fn. 2) His only surviving son Sir John Fotherbye, of Barham-court, died in 1666, and was buried in that cathedral with his father. At length his grandson Charles, who died in 1720, leaving two daughters his coheirs; Mary, the eldest, inherited this manor by her father's will, and afterwards married Henry Mompesson, esq. of Wiltshire, (fn. 3) who resided at Barhamcourt, and died in 1732, s. p. and she again carried this manor in marriage to Sir Edward Dering, bart. of Surrenden, whose second wife she was. (fn. 4) He lest her surviving, and three children by her, Charles Dering, who married Elizabeth, daughter of Sir Thomas Farnaby, bart. since deceased, by whom he has an only surviving daughter, married to George Dering, esq. of Rolling, the youngest son of the late Sir Edw. Dering, bart. and her first cousin; Mary married Sir Robert Hilyard, bart. and Thomas Dering, esq. of London. Lady Dering died in 1775, and was succeeded by her eldest son Charles Dering, esq. afterwards of Barhamcourt, the present owner of it. It is at present occupied by Gen. Sir Charles Grey, bart. K. B. commanderin chief of the southern district of this kingdom.
THE MANORS OF BROME and OUTELMESTONE, alias DIGGS COURT, are situated in this parish; the latter in the valley, at the western boundary of it, was the first residence in this county of the eminent family of Digg, or, as they were asterwards called, Diggs, whence it gained its name of Diggs-court. John, son of Roger de Mildenhall, otherwise called Digg, the first-mentioned in the pedigrees of this family, lived in king Henry III.'s reign, at which time he, or one of this family of the same name, was possessed of the aldermanry of Newingate, in Canterbury, as part of their inheritance. His descendants continued to reside at Diggs-court, and bore for their arms, Gules, on a cross argent, five eagles with two heads displayed, sable, One of whom, James Diggs, of Diggs-court, died in 1535. At his death he gave the manor and seat of Outelmeston, alias Diggs-court, to his eldest son (by his first wife) John, and the manor of Brome to his youngest son, (by his second wife) Leonard, whose descendants were of Chilham castle. (fn. 5) John Diggs, esq. was of Diggs-court, whose descendant Thomas Posthumus Diggs, esq. about the middle of queen Elizabeth's reign, alienated this manor, with Diggs-place, to Capt. Halsey, of London, and he sold it to Sir Tho. Somes, alderman of London, who again parted with it to Sir B. Dixwell, bart. and he passed it away to Sir Thomas Williams, bart. whose heir Sir John Williams, bart. conveyed it, about the year 1706, to Daniel and Nathaniel Matson, and on the death of the former, the latter became wholly possessed of it, and his descendant Henry Matson, about the year 1730, gave it by will to the trustees for the repair of Dover harbour, in whom it continues at this time vested for that purpose.
BUT THE MANOR OF BROME, which came to Leonard Diggs, esq. by his father's will as above-mentioned, was sold by him to Basil Dixwell, esq. second son of Cha. Dixwell, esq. of Coton, in Warwickshire, then of Tevlingham, in Folkestone, who having built a handsome mansion for his residence on this manor, removed to it in 1622. In the second year of king Charles I. he served the office of sheriff with much honour and hospitality; after which he was knighted, and cveated a baronet. He died unmarried in 1641, having devised this manor and seat, with the rest of his estates, to his nephew Mark Dixwell, son of his elder brother William, of Coton above-mentioned, who afterwards resided at Brome, whose son Basil Dixwell, esq. of Brome, was anno 12 Charles II. created a baronet. He bore for his arms, Argent, a chevron, gules, between three sleurs de lis, sable. His only son Sir Basil Dixwell, bart. of Brome, died at Brome,s. p. in 1750, and devised this, among the rest of his estates, to his kinsman George Oxenden, esq. second son of Sir Geo. Oxenden, bart. of Dean, in Wingham, with an injunction for him to take the name and arms of Dixwell, for which an act passed anno 25 George II. but he died soon afterwards, unmarried, having devised this manor and seat to his father Sir George Oxenden, who settled it on his eldest and only surviving son, now Sir Henry Oxenden, bart. who is the present owner of it. He resides at Brome, which he has, as well as the grounds about it, much altered and improved for these many years successively.
SHELVING is a manor, situated in the borough of its own name, at the eastern boundary of this parish, which was so called from a family who were in antient times the possessors of it. John de Shelving resided here in king Edward I.'s reign, and married Helen, daughter and heir of John de Bourne, by whom he had Waretius de Shelving, whose son, J. de Shelving, of Shelvingborne, married Benedicta de Hougham, and died possessed of this manor anno 4 Edward III. After which it descended to their daughter Benedicta, who carried it in marriage to Sir Edmund de Haut, of Petham, in whose descendants, in like manner as Shelvington, alias Hautsborne, above-described, it continued down to Sir William Haut, of Hautsborne, in king Henry VIII's reign, whose eldest daughter and coheir Elizabeth carried it in marriage to Tho. Colepeper, esq. of Bedgbury, who in the beginning of king Edward VI.'s reign passed it away to Walter Mantle, whose window carried it by a second marriage to Christopher Carlell, gent. who bore for his arms, Or, a cross flory, gules; one of whose descendants sold it to Stephen Hobday, in whose name it continued till Hester, daughter of Hills Hobday, carried it in marriage to J. Lade, esq. of Boughton, and he having obtained an act for the purpose, alienated it to E. Bridges, esq. of Wootton-court, who passed away part of it to Sir George Oxenden, bart. whose son Sir Henry Oxenden, bart. of Brome, now owns it; but Mr. Bridges died possessed of the remaining part in 1780, and his eldest son the Rev. Edward Timewell Brydges, is the present possessor of it.
MAY DEACON, as it has been for many years past both called and written, is a seat in the southern part of this parish, adjoining to Denton-street, in which parish part of it is situated. Its original and true name was Madekin, being so called from a family who were owners of it, and continued so, as appears by the deeds of it, till king Henry VI's reign, in the beginning of which it passed from that name to Sydnor, in which it continued till king Henry VIII.'s reign, when Paul Sydnor, who upon his obtaining from the king a grant of Brenchley manor, removed thither, and alienated this seat to James Brooker, who resided here, and his sole daughter and heir carried it in marriage, in queen Elizabeth's reign, to Sir Henry Oxenden, of Dene, in Wingham, whose grandson Sir Henry Oxenden, bart. sold it in 1664, to Edward Adye, esq. the second son of John Adye, esq. of Doddington, one of whose daughters and coheirs, Rosamond, entitled her husband George Elcock, esq. afterwards of Madekin, to it, and his daughter and heir Elizabeth carried it in marriage to Capt. Charles Fotherby, whose eldest daughter and coheir Mary, entitled her two successive husbands, Henry Mompesson, esq. and Sir Edward Dering, bart. to the possession of it, and Charles Dering, esq. of Barham-court, eldest son of the latter, by her, is at this time the owner of it. The seat is now inhabited by Henry Oxenden, esq.
There are no parochial charities. The poor constantly maintained are about forty, casually fifteen.
THIS PARISH is within the ECCLESIASTICAL JURISDICTION of the diocese of Canterbury, and deanryof Bridge.
The church, which is dedicated to St. John Baptist, is a handsome building, consisting of a body and side isle, a cross or sept, and a high chancel, having a slim tall spire at the west end, in which are four bells. In the chancel are memorials for George Elcock, esq. of Madeacon, obt. 1703, and for his wife and children; for Charles Bean, A. M. rector, obt. 1731. A monument for William Barne, gent. son of the Rev. Miles Barne. His grandfather was Sir William Barne, of Woolwich, obt. 1706; arms, Azure, three leopards faces, argent. Several memorials for the Nethersoles, of this parish. In the south sept is a magnificent pyramid of marble for the family of Dixwell, who lie buried in a vault underneath, and inscriptions for them. In the north sept is a monument for the Fotherbys. On the pavement, on a gravestone, are the figures of an armed knight (his feet on a greyhound) and his wife; arms, A cross, quartering six lozenges, three and three. In the east window these arms, Gules, three crowns, or—Gules, three lions passant in pale, or. This chapel was dedicated to St. Giles, and some of the family of Diggs were buried in it; and there are memorials for several of the Legrands. There are three tombs of the Lades in the church-yard, the inscriptions obliterated, but the dates remaining are 1603, 1625, and 1660. There were formerly in the windows of this church these arms, Ermine, a chief, quarterly, or, and gules, and underneath, Jacobus Peccam. Another coat, Bruine and Rocheleyquartered; and another, Gules, a fess between three lions heads, erased, argent, and underneath,Orate p ais Roberti Baptford & Johe ux; which family resided at Barham, the last of whom, Sir John Baptford, lest an only daughter and heir, married to John Earde, of Denton.
¶The church of Barham has always been accounted as a chapel to the church of Bishopsborne, and as such is included in the valuation of it in the king's books. In 1588 here were communicants one hundred and eighty; in 1640 there were two hundred and fifty.
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Uthai Thani is a province in the northwest of Thailand. It is a region known for its natural beauty, historical sites and cultural heritage. One of the notable features of Uthai Thani is the presence of several national parks that protect the beautiful flora and fauna of the region. Huai Kha Khaeng Wildlife Sanctuary: This is a UNESCO World Heritage Site and one of the largest protected areas in Thailand. It is home to a diverse flora and fauna, including rare and endangered species such as the Indochinese tiger, Asian elephant and Malayan bear. Tum Chang Cave National Park is a national park known for its impressive limestone caves and formations. These national parks in Uthai Thani offer a range of activities including trekking, bird watching and admiring Thailand's natural beauty. An impressive and majestic tree, which is native especially to this part of Thailand, is Tualang tree, scientifically known as Koompassia excelsa. The Tualang tree is known for its exceptionally tall height. The Tualang tree often plays a crucial role in the ecosystem, as it provides an important source of food and shelter for various animals, including honey bees. Beekeepers sometimes place beehives high in the branches of the Tualang tree to promote the production of Tualang honey, which is considered one of the most unique and high-quality honeys. The conservation and protection of such trees is often of great importance for maintaining biodiversity and ecological balance in the region.
There is a giant Tualang tree (Koompassia excelsa) found east of Ban Rai in Uthai Thani province. This impressive Tualang is located on private property in the middle of a forest, but the owner is happy to welcome visitors. On one side of the tree are claw marks from a bear that tried to knock down a honey bee nest. The local population, descendants of Laotian settlers brought here two hundred years ago during conflicts with Burma, inhabit this area. The circumference of the tree is approximately 97 meters, including the buttress roots that reach from branches to the ground to support the tree. The age of the tree is estimated at 400 years, and its height exceeds 50 meters. This majestic tree sprang up around the year 1621. Visitors are encouraged to touch and feel the ancient tree. The skin of the tree still feels very healthy and vibrant. Let's hope this giant tree continues to thrive forever. It is truly a wonderful spectacle.
Uthai Thani is een provincie in het noordwesten van Thailand. Eén van de opmerkelijke kenmerken van Uthai Thani is de aanwezigheid van diverse nationale parken die de prachtige flora en fauna van de regio beschermen. Huai Kha Khaeng Wildlife Sanctuary: Dit is een UNESCO-werelderfgoed en één van de grootste beschermde gebieden in Thailand. Het herbergt een diverse flora en fauna, waaronder zeldzame en bedreigde diersoorten zoals de Indochinese tijger, Aziatische olifant en Maleise beer. Een indrukwekkende en majestueuze boom, die inheems is met name in dit deel van Thailand, is Tualang-boom. Deze boom staat bekend om zijn buitengewoon grote hoogte. De Tualang-boom speelt vaak een cruciale rol in het ecosysteem, omdat het een belangrijke bron van voedsel en onderdak biedt aan verschillende dieren, waaronder honingbijen. Het behoud en de bescherming van dergelijke bomen zijn vaak van groot belang voor het behoud van biodiversiteit en ecologisch evenwicht in de regio. Er is een gigantische Tualang-boom te vinden ten oosten van Ban Rai in de provincie Uthai Thani. Deze indrukwekkende Tualang bevindt zich op privéterrein midden in een bos, maar de eigenaar verwelkomt graag bezoekers. Aan de ene kant van de boom zijn klauwafdrukken te zien van een beer die probeerde een honingbijennest omver te werpen. De lokale bevolking, afstammelingen van Laotiaanse kolonisten die hier tweehonderd jaar geleden werden gebracht tijdens conflicten met Birma, bewoont dit gebied. De omtrek van de boom is ongeveer 97 meter, inclusief de steunwortels die van takken tot aan de grond reiken om de boom te ondersteunen. De leeftijd van de boom wordt geschat op 400 jaar, en de hoogte overschrijdt de 50 meter. Deze majestueuze boom ontsproot rond het jaar 1621. Bezoekers worden aangemoedigd de oude boom aan te raken en te voelen. De huid van de boom voelt nog steeds erg gezond en levendig aan. Laten we hopen dat deze gigantische boom voor altijd zal blijven gedijen. Het is werkelijk een wonderbaarlijk schouwspel.
I was planning this shot more than one year ago. There are many factors need to be considered:
1. Moon phase and moon set time: with bright moon in sky, you won’t get a clear shot of Milky Way. So the most ideal conditions is new moon, or the moon set early.
2. The location of Milky Way: there are many software can do this, as many of you know I used Plan It Pro (not affiliated with and didn’t get paid in any kind for promoting), but you pretty much any similar software to do this. The advantage of Plan It Pro is that it has some simulated 3D model of terrain to help you estimate the final composition better. With both factor 1 and 2, I found June 24 to 26 around 2am will be the best chance for this summer.
3. Wilderness Permit: since I want to shoot it around 2am from Mt. Watkins, I need wilderness permit to camp there. The easiest trailhead is May Lake - Snow Creek, since I need to carry my tripod and camera there besides all backpacking gear. Plus there is absolutely no water source along the way, I need to carry all the water there too.
4. Lens: based on my estimation, the ideal focal length should be 18-24 mm, with as big as possible aperture. So I chose a 20mm f/1.8 lens.
Eventually I headed out on June 25, picked my permit and camped at backpacker’s campground for one night, and hiked to Mt. Watkins on June 26 afternoon. It was an easy hike. That day was pretty breezy and I couldn’t find any sand or soil area near the tip of the mountain to spike down my trekking pole tent, so I spent quite some time to tie all the corners to little granite rocks and eventually fixed them with bigger heavier ones. I set up my camera around 7pm, took some shots before and after sunset, left the camera on tripod there and went back to tent for sleep.
Around 1:50am I went back, took some trial shots with different combinations of ISO and exposure time, found ISO 800 with 25s exposure works the best, the noise level is acceptable without stacking. For process, I overlayed the shot in blue hour with the long exposure Milky Way shot to add more color and details of landscape, eventually got this photo.
The Veil Nebula is a large supernova remnant in the constellation Cygnus. The supernova which created the nebula occured between 5,000 and 8,000 years ago, and the remnant has since expanded to cover an area of approximately 3 degrees. Estimations for its distance range from 1,400 to 2,600 light years. The brightest sections, designated NGC 6992 and NGC 6995, form the eastern part of the main loop. It features a filamentary structure which is visible in big telescopes and in this photograph. When higly resolved, some parts appear to be rope-like filaments, caused by thin shock waves viewed edge-on. This rendition is a combination of LRGB and Ha & OIII narrowband with the narrowband infused in both RGB and L separately.
Telescope: 16″ f3.75 Dream Scope
Camera: FLI ML16803
Mount: ASA DDM85
Exposure: 11 hours (31x300s L + 3x7x300s RGB + 40x300s Ha + 40x300s OIII)
Date: July 2019
Location: Southern Alps, France
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