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Татьяна Николаевна и Николай II с офицерами. "Рейд Штандартъ", с 9-го июня по 12-е июля 1913 г.
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Every time I see stairs I have stop, I think I have a problem. This started when I moved to LA 8 years ago, because in Miami there are really no stairs that connects one street to another or to cut through a canyon or hills. Because in Miami there are no hills, mountains or canyons for that...
Every rose has its thorn -- 每朵玫瑰都有刺
Just like every night has it's dawn -- 就像每個黑夜都有黎明
Just like every cowboy sings a sad, sad song -- 就像每個牛仔都唱著悲傷的歌
Though I tried not to hurt you -- 儘管我試著不傷害你
Though I tried -- 儘管我真的試過
But I guess that's why they say -- 但我想那就是為何有人會說：
Every rose has its thorn -- 每朵玫瑰都有刺
Mayor Eric Garcetti, County Supervisor Sheila Kuehl, and members of the City Council helped kick of the L.A. launch of the Every Kid in a Park program on October 15, 2015 near Santa Monica Mountains National Recreation Area. Nearly 500 local 4th-graders participated in educational activities and were rewarded with a Junior Ranger badge and a free annual pass to all federal lands. Photo credit: National Park Service.
Every Time I Die on the VANS Warped Tour 2014 performing live at Jones Beach Theater on Saturday, July 12th, 2014
Shot for Gothamist.com - full write up here:
gothamist.com/2014/07/14/photos_video_vans_warped_tour_is...
Full set of 2014 VANS Warped Tour Jones Beach photos here:
www.flickr.com/photos/jimkiernan/sets/72157645247022118/
Full set of 2013 VANS Warped Tour Nassau Coliseum photos here:
Macy's In-Store Acoustic
Chicago, IL (8/4/10)
©Chelsea Intal
ps @EAJimmie if you're looking at this I just had to post it ;)
Every Time I Die on the VANS Warped Tour 2014 performing live at Jones Beach Theater on Saturday, July 12th, 2014
Shot for Gothamist.com - full write up here:
gothamist.com/2014/07/14/photos_video_vans_warped_tour_is...
Full set of 2014 VANS Warped Tour Jones Beach photos here:
www.flickr.com/photos/jimkiernan/sets/72157645247022118/
Full set of 2013 VANS Warped Tour Nassau Coliseum photos here:
Every time I make these snowflakes, it reminds me of an old Jim Reeves "Snowflake" song.
Hey, hey, hey Snowflake
My pretty little Snowflake
Hoo, hoo, hoo the change in the weather has made it better for me.
Hey, hey, hey Snowflake
My pretty little Snowflake
You've got me warm as fire with a burning desire for you.
Quote from Lama Zopa on a sign at the base of a stupa at Kopan Monastery and Nunnery, Kapan Village, Kathmandu, Nepal
Every inch optimised for pulse racing performance. #Jaguar #FTYPE #SVR #Coupé - photo from jaguar ift.tt/25uB1FS ift.tt/25uALqs ift.tt/1pZRVvM
A lot of children in Indonesia, street children in particular, end up missing out on having their births registered because the processes involved can be so confusing and expensive. This is why only 37% of street children’s families have tried to apply for their children’s birth certificates. Many applications are unsuccessful because of incomplete paperwork and the lengthy application system.
Birth registration is a fundamental right of all children to ensure they have a legal identity and can thrive and take every opportunity in the increasingly modern, globalised world in which we live.
Through Plan's partnership with Aviva, we are working with the government of Indonesia to help more street children to get their births registered.
Today, on the International Day for Street Children, we call for investment in comprehensive, effective, rights-based civil registration and vital statistics system so that all children can access their right to have their births registered.
Observing change as the interplay of Yin and Yang energy, these ideas literally meant the dark and sunny side of a hill. While it is the same hill, there is a natural ebbing and flowing of phenomena, which has the effect of changing its appearance. Tao is described as "the One, which emerges as the Two," taking form as the negative Yin and the positive Yang. The Three emanate to become the many, which the masters called "the ten thousand things." Similarly, science describes how the negatively charged electron and positive nuclei interact to become the foundation of the many manifestations that we observe. What appears to be separate 'pushing and 'pulling' forces or phenomena, are fundamentally united by the force and field that interact to sustain movement. At all levels of the physical world, we observe the dynamic interplay of opposing forces that lead to novelty. In the same way, holding fast to your convictions appears to generate opposition as something moves to keep you open. This natural process seeks only to eliminate obstruction, so that all things can continue to grow. Central to this ancient system of thought was the idea that by following the path of least resistance, you can move harmoniously with the flow of life.
23.01.2021, Antholz, Italy (ITA):
Elvira Oeberg (SWE), Lisa Theresa Hauser (AUT), Dzinara Alimbekava (BLR), Franziska Preuss (GER), Dorothea Wierer (ITA), Hanna Oeberg (SWE), Tiril Eckhoff (NOR), Marte Olsbu Roeiseland (NOR), (l-r) - IBU World Cup Biathlon, mass women, Antholz (ITA). www.nordicfocus.com. © Manzoni/NordicFocus. Every downloaded picture is fee-liable.
Every journey to sobriety is different. Choose the right road. Recovery is real. #TuesdayMotivation #Soberlife t.co/DZXSRV8KM4 (via Twitter twitter.com/NewportOneHealt/status/768093946966863872)
Every photo from my (52) Weeks project 2011-2012
Ignore the music I just needed to put something there, and the fact that its super quick changes, It was to keep within the time limit! haha
Artist: Cita Sadeli ‘Chelove'
Mural title: ‘Every Day I See Something New’
Date produced: October 2011
Size, materials: 30′ x 40′, latex roll and enamel spray paints on concrete
Location: Corner of Kalorama Road & Champlain Street NW, Adams Morgan, Washington DC
Project Facilitation/Background: This mural was created through the Murals DC program in its 2011 season. Murals DC is a partnership between the District’s Department of Public Works, the DC Commission on the Arts and Humanities, and Words Beats & Life Inc. The program was initiated in 2007 by Ward 1 Councilmember Jim Graham.
Photographer: Arijit Das
Producer: Cory L. Stowers
Assistants: Matas Yongvongphaiboon, Ernesto Zelaya, and Jason Philp
Project Description: This 3-story exterior mural was designed with the children of the Marie Reed Center in mind. Their playground lies directly across the street from the site, . The piece is a visual game composed of a selection of DC’s (not so) hidden treasures of nature, music, fashion and the city’s many cultural flavor centers. Test your knowledge - how many items you can identify?
Shout outs: Mr. Chuck Brown, Human Rights aka HR, the Bad Brains, Ibu EnnyInfinite, the dancers & drummers of Malcolm X Park, Sam ‘The Man’ Burns, Stylus Chris and the whole 12" Dance Records Family, WPFW, Dave Nada and the Moombahton Massive Crew, DC’s Skate Or Die youth, our beautiful Ethiopian & El Salvadorean massives, Emmanuelle Khanh, Julia’s Empanadas, DC’s thriving feral cat colonies, the acrobatic rodents of Champorama Park, the Wu-Tang Clan, and Ol’ Dirty Bastard.
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St Peter and St Paul, Sustead, Norfolk
Over the last fifteen years or so I have visited every medieval church in Norfolk and Suffolk, but I have not been back to some of them for a very long time. In August 2005, I visited some forty churches in north Norfolk over the course of two days in the company of the late Tom Muckley. It had been a deep, hot summer, the lanes drowsy and full of green.
Now, in early May 2018, the awakening year at last cast my mind back to summers past. The long, cold winter months had finally come to an end. Now, almost ten years after Tom's death, I found myself thinking back to those two days, and of the churches that I had not returned to since. One of them that was golden in my mind was St Peter and St Paul at Sustead, one of those pretty little round towered churches in the area south of Sheringham. And so, at the start of the bank holiday weekend, with temperatures in the high twenties promised, I took my bike on an early morning train up from Ipswich to West Runton between Cromer and Sheringham on the north Norfolk coast.
It was an absolutely stunningly gorgeous morning. I planned to cycle back to Norwich, a journey I have made several times before and always by a different route. A steep climb up through the woods along the sunken lane took me across the A140 and then down the hill into the grounds of Felbrigg Hall. I locked my bike in the almost empty car park, and headed for the gate to walk across the fields to Felbrigg church, but stuck on the gate was a handwritten notice, reading 'we regret the church is closed while the west window is repaired'. Presumably they are storing all the stuff in the church.
This was a disappointment, but it would save me time that might allow other churches further on. The narrow lane through the woods descended southwards. The land was boiling with green and yellow, and there was nothing about, no cars, no people, except an old lady standing by the side of the road at an unmarked stop waiting for the weekly bus into North Walsham. I came down into Sustead, just a handful of houses and the pretty church. My heart sank when I saw that the chancel was encased in scaffolding and builders fences, but they were only replacing the roof tiles, and the church was open.
The walls are pleasingly patched up with the red brick of various ages. l had read that the architect and landscape gardener Humphrey Repton had lived for ten years in a house in the village, and must have known the church well. I looked for hints of the late 18th century, but I don't suppose he did much here, always being busy sorting country houses out. Still, the locals must have known who he was, and it was amusing to imagine the churchwardens knocking on his door, tugging their forelocks and asking for his advice on the drains.
You wouldn't have known inside that the scaffolding was there. Everywhere seemed brightly painted and fresh in this lovely little church.There is no tower arch, there is no means of communication between the tower and the nave. Instead, the tower has an external door on the south side as at neighbouring Aylmerton, a local fashion perhaps. The nave has a pleasing mix of 14th and 15th century windows, Some with 15th Century glass. St Catherine and St Mary Magdalene are partly restored, and there are two musicians, one playing the bagpipes and the other a rebec. Curiously, the bagpipes appear to be leopardskin, with a leopard's head where the bag feeds the pipes.
There is the ghost of a former transept in the north wall, and in front of it a delightful little late 17th century pulpit with angels carved on it, curious to say the least. It originally came from the redundant church at North Barningham across the fields, now in the care of the Churches Conservation Trust. The 15th Century font is rather remarkable, featuring shields including those of England and France, perhaps carved to mark the end of the Hundred years War.
The south chancel windows are by Christopher Whall, and depict the stories of the Good Samaritan and the Prodigal Son, dating from the 1890s. A generation later, the 1920s left another curiosity. The east window has restrained motifs of late Art Nouveau, but the central top light is unashamedly Jazz Modern, the kind of Art Deco that was used in cinemas and road houses, and in the cabinets of radios. If this is contemporary with the motifs below, then it shows two major schools of 20th century design in transition from one to the other, an unusual survival, especially in a church.
I stood, and took one last look. Such a lovely, peaceful spot. I would not leave it another thirteen years before I came back.
And then I headed a short distance along a quite lane between a barley field and an oilseed rape field to the church at Thurgarton, less than a mile off. Halfway along the lane I stopped, to take a photograph of Sustead church across the barley field. I went to resume my onward journey, reached for my sunglasses on top of my head, and discovered that they weren't there. I'd left them in Sustead church. And so, I turned and revisited rather sooner than I had planned or imagined.
Every day I make a paper collage. This week they are all 103x95mm.
Please email dr.moglu@gmail.com if you want one.
I practiced my panning technique with the cyclists racing in the Boxing Day time trial this week.
1/30 at f20.
Jules the Juggler, "juggling" Evan. Specifically, he was juggling one handed and tossing Evan back and forth between his arms every so often.
that's the rate on Sundays... one tram every ten minutes... better do it right if you don't want to miss it! :D
(Photo by Brian)
Every year Brian takes a picture of Ben hopping into the St. Clair River while a freighter is going by - this is the 2010 edition. Ben said the water was chilly, but refreshing. I'd say the chilly waters didn't bother him one bit since he jumped into the river numerous times. Hooray to summer!
And, Happy Birthday 70th birthday to my F-I-L, Jim :)