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Rowan tree also Known as Mountain Ash, Sorb Apple, Witchin, Wiggin Tree, Quicken

MEDICINAL PARTS: Bark and berries. (berries must be cooked before use)

Known uses Diuretic, Astringent, Haemostatic, Vulnerary, Febrifuge, Digestive, Expectorant, Demulcent, Anti-Scorbutic, Vaso-Dilator.

The berries from the Rowan were processed for jams, pies, and bittersweet wines. They also made a tea to treat urinary tract problems, haemorhoids and diarrhea. The fresh juice of the berries is a mild laxative, and helps to soothe inflammed mucous membranes as a gargle. Containing high concentrations of Vitamin C, the berries were also ingested to cure scurvy - a Vitamin C deficiency disease. Even today, one of the sugars in the fruit is sometimes given intravenously to reduce pressure in an eyeball with glaucoma.

Caution, however, must be taken when using the berries. They are reported to contain a cancer-causing compound, parasorbic acid. The poisonous elements are neutralized by cooking the berries though.

The bark was also employed for several medicinal purposes. A decoction of the bark was considered a blood cleanser and was used to treat diarrhea, nausea, and upset stomach.

The hard pale brown wood of the rowan was used to make bows in the middle ages, also used for tool handles, bowls and plates and for general woodcraft. The berries were used to make rowan jelly which was eaten with meat and helped prevent gout.

WHO'SE yo baby's DADDY! NARUTO stYLE!!(VERY long resULTS :)

Created by kirbygrl15

Tagged: romance, anime, naruto, sasuke, quiz, gaara, kankuro, daddy, babys

GAARA IS YO BABY'S DADDY!!

NAME: SORA YAMADA// AGE: 17// HIDDEN VILLAGE: SAND// RANK: CHUNIN// BFF: TEMARI AND KANKURO// BF:GAARA// You knocked on Gaara's door and once you heard his familiar "come in" you walked inside. "where should I put these?" He didn't even look up at you. "Just put them on the corner of my desk there..." You nodded and did as he said. You bit your lip and fiddled with your fingers a little. "is there something you need, sora?" "umm..yeah.." You've been meaning to tell Gaara that you were pregnant for a long time now, but the words would never come out right. "what is it?" "gaara i'm...*sigh*getting take out tonight is that okay?" He nodded, still not looking up at you. You made a face and left his office. Why couldn't you tell him? It was so simple...'gaara i'm pregnant'...why couldn't you do that? You felt your forehead and sniffled. And on top of that, you had to order takeout tonight! "s***!" When you got to yours and Gaara's house, you sat on the couch and flipped through a magazine. It was completely boring, that is, until your doorbell rang. You opened it and greeted Temari with a hug. "Temari! why are you here?" She shrugged. "I don't know, I guess it's just a habit...you normally call and ask me to come over because you're bored." You slightly smiled. You did always call Temari. "well..." "what?" "have you told him yet?" You rolled your eyes and sat back down. "no Temari...I just can't get the words out ya know...i mean, what if he doesn't want the baby" You and Temari both looked at each other and busted out laughing. "NAH!!" You knew Gaara would want the baby, but the real question was to why you couldn't tell him. You just didn't understand. You had nothing to worry about. "Temari! i'm going to tell Gaara about it tonight okay? but right now I have to order takeout so...yeah..." She got up. "yeah i know, you want me out, I get it" "you know me too well... oh and tell Kankuro that i wish him luck on that new girl Kendra, really he needs all the luck he can get!" You both started laughing and Temari left out the door. When she was gone, you picked up the phone and ordered takeout. When Gaara finally came in from work he layed down on the couch and stared blankly at the ceiling. You came in from the bedroom and layed ontop of him. He smiled and kissed you. You layed your head in the crook of his neck. "I have some *gulp* news..." "oh?" You nodded. "we're going to have a baby Gaara-kun..." You felt his arms wrap around your waist from below. He kissed the top of your head. "this is great you know..." "I don't know why I didn't tell you sooner...i guess I was just alittle shocked" "I understand" You lifted your head and looked him straight in the eyes. "you always understand" You kissed him and soon fell asleep on his chest. Luckily you already got the takeout.(me: hehe) The next morning you got up off the couch and rubbed the sleep from your eyes. You could never understand how Gaara could climb out from under you and go to work without waking you up. There was absolutly nothing to do. You guessed you would just go and tell Temari about his 'reaction'. When you arrived at her house, she opened the door and smiled. "so? how'd everything go?" "just like I thought it would..." "good! aren't you happy!?!" You shrugged. "i don't really know...i mean, i know that Gaara is going to try to be the best father and all, but i'm a little worried that he's going to be too busy with work. You see how early he goes to work and how late he comes back home!" She sighed and put her hands on her hips. "he'll change for the baby, Sora...don't you worrry about that" You nodded."I sure hope he does...well, i just wanted to tell you that so, bye Temari-chan!" You began walking You began walking towards the playground. You wanted to get an idea of what having a baby would be like. You sat down on a nearby park bench and examined all the running and playing children. (me: I hope people don't think you're a stalker O_o)You were sooo excited. You wanted to be a mommy for the longest time now and you were finally going to get that chance. "SORA! I NEED SORA!" You heard your name being called by a nurse. What could she possibly want? You stood up. "I'm sora...what do you need?" The nurse grabbed your hand and ran all the way to the doctors office. "aaah! Sora-san! we must have you tested right now!" "huh? what's going on?" He looked down at his clipboard and frowned. "it seems as though our test results have been misorganized and were printed on false accord. (that basically means the computer that held the results got malfunctioned and they have to run another test to make sure yours was correct) You gasped. "I might not be pregnant?" He shook his head. "we...aren't really sure right now...you can go sit down with some of the other paitents" They were all complaining about how they were going to sue the doctor and crap like that. In your opinion, you wanted them all to just shut up! You needed time to think. You and Gaara were so excited about having a baby and what if the doctor got you overly excited for no reason. You sighed. This was going to be a very long night. "YAMADA, SORA" You sprang up from your seat and walked into the hospital room. "so? what are my results?" He frowned and tapped his pen on his clipboard. "we're deeply sorry, Sora, but you're not pregnant...nor will you ever be...you can't have kids..."Your eyes popped open and your mouth dropped to the floor(me: not literally cuz that would be just gross) ----------LATER ON THAT NIGHT----------You quietly opened Gaara's door and walked over to his desk. He smiled up at you. "and why am I recieving a visit from you this late at night, aren't you supposed to be resting...for the baby's sake..." A tear fell from your eye and you fell to the floor. He got up from his chair and wrapped his arms around you. "hey, what's wrong? what did I say?"You just jumped into his arms and cryed even harder into his chest. "Gaara, i'm so sorry! *tear*" He wiped away your tears. "sorry for what you've done nothing wrong" "it's not what i've done...it's something I can't do!"He raised a non existant eyebrow,"are you breaking up with me, Sora-chan?" You scowled at him. "of course i'm not breaking up with you Gaara-kun, i love you too much for that!" "then what can't you do?" "I can't give you a baby...i'm so sorry..." He looked surprised. "but you're-" "not pregnant...the doctors made a mistake...Gaara maybe you should find you someone else that can make you happy and actually give you a family. "You got up and tried to run away, but he grabbed your wrist and brought you back down. "Sora don't you ever think for one second that you can't give me what I want...everything you have ever given me has made me happy...even that stuffed raccoon you gave me for my 13th birthday *chuckle*, but you will never...ever...make me unhappy...I don't care that you can't have kids...I still love you to death and i'll take you alone...I don't need a family, I just need you" You smiled and jumped once again into his arms. You started making out with him, not even the slightest bit worried that you were in the Kazekage's office. He pushed you onto the floor and got ontop of you. "now we can do whatever we want without worry" He smirked and you two got YA'LLS FUNK ON!(me: hahahahahahahaahahahahahaahah)---------------------------- TWO WEEKS LATER--------------------------------------*SUPER BARF OF DOOM!!!*(Me: just in case you didn't catch my drift, you just super barfed into the toilet) "Gaara! do you have some tylenol? I think I might have a stomach virus or something...(me: I don't know if Tylenol helps, but at least it's a pain killer) He walked into the bathroom and gave you some Tylenol. "are you sick or something?" You shrugged and gargled some mouthwash. "I don't know, it's probably a stomach virus or something...I'm gonna go the doctor and see if he can prescribe me some antibiotics for it" He noddded. "do you want me to go with you?" You smiled. "if you want to..." "okay, i'll take off work today" You and Gaara walked to the doctor together and were immediatly sent in. "Kazekage-sama!" He bowed to Gaara and you put your hands on your hips. "Hey! what am I? ritz crackers or something?!?!!" He cocked his head to the side and you raised an eyebrow. Gaara looked like he was holding back a laugh. You started going off on the doctor. "HEY! I'M THE KAZEKAGE'S F****** LADY! AND YOU WILL ADRESS ME AS SUCH!" You closed your eyes and stood up straight. "hey, you're that girl that can't have children...I remember you! you're the one that almost wrecked my whole office throwing things at me. Gaara rolled his eyes. "that's Sora for you.." You grew an anime vein and your eye twitched. "just give me some antibiotics before i throw you across the room..." He quickly grabbed a syringe from his drawer and you backed away. "hey, hey what's that?!?!" He looked at the syringe and then at you. "it's a syringe...i need a blood sample to run a test for you..." "a test for what?!" "don't you want to see what's wrong with you?" You closed your eyes and stretched out your arm. When he had pulled out all the blood he needed, he put a cotton swab on it and left the room. "I DON'T EVEN GET A THANK YOU!?!"You growled and sat on the hospital bed with your arms crossed over your chest. When he came back in, his eyes were popped open WIDE(me: wider than rock lee's rofl) "it seems as though we made a mistake" You stood up. "what is it now?" "you're pregnant" "umm...no..you must be "mistaken" again because you already told me that I couldn't have kids. "Well apparently one of our interns got to work the computer with the results. "i swear i'm gonna sue you people!" He started backing away. "now now, we don't have to do that do we?" You raised an eyebrow. "maybe...I'll think about it..NOW LEAVE! I have to have a talk with my man *smirk*" He made a gagging face and left. (me: wow you have a very obnoixious and idiotic doctor...i feel for you) "can you believe it Gaara-kun! I'm going to have the baby I always wanted!" He picked you up and you wrapped your legs around his waist. "it looks like my prayers were answered." ""aww..you prayed for me, Gaara-kun?" He smiled. "I pray for you every night, but you never know you're always asleep..."You smiled and kissed him with so much passion the fruit got jealous and quit it's job at the passionfruit juice factory. 8 MONTHS LATER----------------------------------------"GAAARAAA-KUUUUNN!! I THOUGHT YOU WERE GOING TO BAKE ME A CAKE THAT SAID I LOVE YOU ON IT! DO YOU JUST NOT LOVE ME OR SOMETHING! I HAVE YOUR CHILD IN ME DOESN'T THAT COUNT FOR SOMETHING!?!" Gaara was in his bedroom talking to Temari. "what is she doing, Temari? I thought she only had cravings?" She put a hand on his shoulder. "Gaara, there is so much more to pregnancy than just weird cravings..and one of those is mood swings...but good luck though...i'll be sure to see you in the delivery room!" She smiled and left the house. "Hey Temari, where are you going? are you just going to ditch Gaara when he needs you to help him bake me a cake!?!" Gaara rolled his eyes, but his eyes popped open just about the same time yours did when you felt something wet out from under you. "please tell me I just knocked over my water bottle..."You blinked twice. "nope...i think I need to get you to the hospital though...He ended up having to carry you with his sand all the way to the hospital. When you got there, you were immediatly wheelchaired all the way to a hospital room with Gaara refusing to leave your side. "GAAARA! I'M GONNA KILL YOU AFTER THIS IS OVER! S*** HOW COME YOU HAVE SUCH A BIG HEAD!!! AAAAH!!" You smiled when you heard a baby crying. "aah...i'm glad that's over..." "oh, we have another one coming..." "YOU BETTER BE LUCKY YOU'RE NOT A GIRL! AAAAH!!!" "You have to push harder, Sora..." "I'M THE F****** KAZEKAGE'S LADY I TOLD YOU! ADRESS ME AS SUCH AND I WILL PUSH UNTIL MY ORGANS COME OUT!" "Okay, okay...push harder, mrs. Kazekage..." You looked at Gaara and smiled. "he called me MRS. kazekage..." "just push!" "AAAAAAH!!" You heard another cry and smiled. "now is it over?" "nope, just one more.." "forget it! it can just stay in my belly for all I care!" "relax i'm just kidding! here they are..." The nurse handed you your babys. You cuddled one as Gaara cuddled the other. "aren't they beautiful?" He smiled and nodded. "what are we going to name them?" "i like Kenji" "what about the other?" "i don't know what do you think, Gaara jr.?" He laughed sarcastically. "no..." "what then?" "hows about we name the other one Arashi?" You nodded. "they're identical you know...they're twins..." He smiled. "yeah...i know..." "and they look exactly like their father" They baby cooed in your arms and you snuggled it close. Just holding them made you regret what you said about keeping them in your belly...you wouldn't trade anything for your two baby boys...or Gaara...(me: was that a bad ending? i really hope it wasn't...*biting nails*)

Pressed against the side of the RV, she felt her arm tear from her shoulder. She tried to scream, but it was more of a gargle. Considering what was left of her throat though, a gargle was quite impressive in itself. Tom’s face came in close to hers. She loved him. Even after he ripped her head off. There was still enough of Tom left to carry her head away from her body as the others moved in and tore it apart. Good ‘ole Tom.

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The Little Fears little horror stories are collected in Capricorn. The Little Fears second book.

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Borago officinalis, also known as a starflower, is an annual herb, native to the Mediterranean region. Traditionally, herbalists use borage tea as a tonic that can speed healing, reduce stress, relieve fevers, promote lactation, soothe digestive issues, and ease throat and chest infections. Today, fresh borage leaves and blossoms are found in topical herbal medicines, because of the presence of high levels of gamma-linolenic acid (GLA), which is effective in treating common skin irritations, such as psoriasis, that result from a lack of essential fatty acids. The oil extracted from borage seeds is one of the richest natural sources of GLA, and ingesting it daily can significantly improve skin conditions. You can use chopped fresh leaves to make a poultice for skin irritations, or, for sore throats, create an infusion and gargle it. Borage attracts helpful pollinators, deter pests, and pulls nutrients into your top soil. The flowers are delicious eaten raw in salads, frozen into ice cubes, and candied as decorations for cakes. You can crush and steep the fresh leaves to make a refreshing summertime tea.

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The last of the honeysuckle flowers at Cullaloe.

Caprifoliaceae, the order to which the Honeysuckles belong, includes about 300 species.

Our native Honeysuckle has expectorant and laxative properties. The flowers in the form of syrup have been used for diseases of the respiratory organs and in asthma and the leaves as decoction in diseases of the liver and spleen. It was also considered a good ingredient in gargles.

According to Culpepper - It is fitting a conserve made of the flowers should be kept in every gentlewoman's house; I know no better cure for the asthma than this besides it takes away the evil of the spleen: provokes urine, procures speedy delivery of women in travail, relieves cramps, convulsions, and palsies, and whatsoever griefs come of cold or obstructed perspiration; if you make use of it as an ointment, it will clear the skin of morphew, freckles, and sunburnings, or whatever else discolours it, and then the maids will love it.

Honeysuckle is said to protect your garden from evil. It is known as the 'love bind' - symbolizing a lover's embrace in its clinging growing habits. The heady fragrance of the flowers was believed to induce dreams of love and passion. If the bloom is brought into the house a wedding is said to follow within the year.

The honeysuckle's berries are poisonous.

Since ancient times, it is said that the sweet scent of honeysuckle works to clear the mind and work to strengthen psychic powers. Some believe that crushing and placing the honeysuckle flowers next to the forehead can boost the psychic powers within the mind. The scent of honeysuckle can sharpen intuition when used as a plant, when burned as incense or when dried and placed around the room in sachets.

Honeysuckle has earned a reputation for being an herb that protects. Deer and other wild animals use honeysuckle to protect them, as the scent of the bush helps to mask their scents and the honeysuckle provides food. Honeysuckle extract also may be developed as a natural UV-absorbing agent applied to wool finishing.

Honeysuckle is also used in White Magic, as it is believed to protect the bonds of love with its sweet aroma.

Honeysuckle has been burned as incense since ancient times within homes and dwellings for prosperity. It is said that burning honeysuckle can attract and maintain financial blessings into the home. The sugary and lemony scent of honeysuckle sweetens the thoughts of those who smell it, therefore triggering generosity.

Tyne Cot cemetery, Passchendaele

Wilfred Owen (1893-1918)

"Dulce et Decorum Est "

Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,

Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,

Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs

And towards our distant rest began to trudge.

Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots

But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;

Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots

Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.

Gas! GAS! Quick, boys! -- An ecstasy of fumbling,

Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;

But someone still was yelling out and stumbling

And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime . . .

Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,

As under I green sea, I saw him drowning.

In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,

He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.

If in some smothering dreams you too could pace

Behind the wagon that we flung him in,

And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,

His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;

If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood

Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,

Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud

Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues, --

My friend, you would not tell with such high zest

To children ardent for some desperate glory,

The old lie: Dulce et decorum est

Pro patria mori.

Mud Pots, corner of Davis Rd and Schrimpf Rd. near Calipatria, CA

“Seep Field” of small volcanoes, 3.5 miles from Highway 111 on Schrimpf Rd, which is unpaved and rutted.

This area is on the St Andreas fault and there are power generating stations in the area using geothermal techniques to generate electrical power.

The mud pots are formed in geothermal areas. Carbon dioxide rises to the surface and pushes up water from a shallow aquifer, brining ash or mud up to the surface and forming mini volcanoes. Sulfurous odors waft on the breeze, and hisses, burps, and other rude noises emanate from shallow pools and conical mounds of mud being built.

One can get up close and personal as the mud pots gargle and croak without a sign to mark their presence and without a fence to protect them. The temperature of the mud ranges from warm to almost scalding

My father with the pipe. Kasfareet, Egypt in World War Two. RAF.

Written on the back:

"Hugh, old boy, would you mind not yodelling your tea? I can stand it being gargled but -----well, I meantersay ------"

Henry, Hugh, Pat and Lundbech

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Eric

The crisp, clear sights and sounds of the Blue Mountains are interrupted here at Faulconbridge as the bright colours of Southern Shorthaul Railroads 44204, GM27, S302 and 44206 gargle and chatter upgrade with 1877 empty log train from Botany to Kelso.

I found these on the ground, in the ‘wild’.

Berries are so autumnal, only very few are edible now, except for the birds and other animals.

A jelly made from them is popular for dressing game.

According to Robert James in 1747, the fruit is excellent for treating the scurvy, and the exudates from the bark is good for the diseases of the spleen.

When dried and powdered the berries have been turned into a type of bread, and in an infusion make an acidulous drink.

A gargle made from the berries is good for a sore throat and inflamed tonsils.

However, it is bitter – very bitter.

Sorbus is a genus of about 100–200 species of trees and shrubs in the rose family Rosaceae. Species of Sorbus are commonly known as white-beam, rowan, service tree and mountain-ash.

This upright, tree is the most compact of the Rowan trees making it ideal for small gardens.

Fluffy, white corymbs of flowers appear in April-May that are popular with bees.

Mid/dark green pinnate foliage turns vibrant shades of orange and red in the autumn which complements the reddish orange berries that hang in heavy clusters and are a treat for the birds.

Popular folklore maintains that a heavy crop of fruit means a hard or difficult winter.

Similarly, in Finland and Sweden, the number of fruit on the trees was used as a predictor of the snow cover during winter.

However, as fruit production for a given summer is related to weather conditions the previous summer, with warm, dry summers increasing the amount of stored sugars available for subsequent flower and fruit production, it has no predictive relationship to the weather of the next winter.

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Jacobaea vulgaris, syn. Senecio jacobaea, is a very common wild flower in the family Asteraceae. Also known as St. James-wort. Ragweed. Stinking Nanny. Staggerwort. Dog Standard. Cankerwort. Stammerwort.

Although Ragworts can be a significant nuisance to horse keepers, these species are a very important source of nectar and pollen. About 150 species of insects, such as bees, flies and butterflies, visit the plant. Ragwort is best known as the food of caterpillars of the Cinnabar moth Tyria jacobaeae.

Ragwort was formerly much employed medicinally for various purposes. The leaves are used in the country for emollient poultices and yield a good green dye, not, however, permanent. The flowers boiled in water give a fair yellow dye to wool previously impregnated with alum. The whole plant is bitter and aromatic, of an acrid sharpness, but the juice is cooling and astringent, and of use as a wash in burns, inflammations of the eye, and also in sores and cancerous ulcers - hence one of its old names, Cankerwort.

It is used with success in relieving rheumatism, sciatica and gout, a poultice of the green leaves being applied to painful joints and reducing the inflammation and swelling. It makes a good gargle for ulcerated throat and mouth, and is said to take away the pain caused by the sting of bees. A decoction of the root has been reputed good for inward bruises and wounds. In some parts of the country Ragwort is accredited with the power of preventing infection.

"There is hardly a counter in this modern chemists where you will not meet a bottle or a powder or a packet or a tablet in which a Staveley product has not been used in the course of its manufacture. Makers of the finest drugs, soaps, dyes, disinfectants, tonics, cough mixtures, saccharine, gargles, pills, paints, photographic developers, rely on the finest basic chemicals for their recipes and that is why, wherever you go, Staveley Chemicals are the foundation of sound products - the products which are around you everywhere, every day."

So runs the caption to this illustration by Hubert Redmill in "Staveley Story" published by The Staveley Coal and iron Co. Ltd. in about 1947.

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Free inside the Freakies cereal boxes was one of these seven Freakies. Front row L to R; Snorkeldorf (blue), Grumble (orange), Hamhose (olive). Back row L to R; Goody Goody (pink), Cow Mumble (green), Gargle (purple), and Boss Moss (green).

"...others just gargle." ~Robert Anthony

Common Moorhen ~ London Wetland Centre ~ Barnes ~ London ~ Wednesday February 4th 2015.

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Common moorhen ~ From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia ~ en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Common_moorhen ~ The common moorhen (Gallinula chloropus) (also known as the swamp chicken is a bird species in the Rallidae family. It is distributed across many parts of the Old World.

The common moorhen lives around well-vegetated marshes, ponds, canals and other wetlands. The species is not found in the polar regions or many tropical rainforests. Elsewhere it is likely the most common rail species, except for the Eurasian coot in some regions.

The closely related common gallinule of the New World has been recognized as a separate species by most authorities, starting with the American Ornithologists' Union and the International Ornithological Committee in 2011.

Name ~ The name mor-hen has been recorded in English since the 13th century. The word moor here is an old sense meaning marsh; the species is not usually found in moorland. An older name, common waterhen, is more descriptive of the bird's habitat.

A "watercock" is not a male "waterhen" but the rail species Gallicrex cinerea, not closely related to the common moorhen. "Water rail" usually refers to Rallus aquaticus, again not closely related.

The scientific name Gallinula chloropus comes from the Latin Gallinula (a small hen or chicken) and the Greek chloropus (khloros χλωρός green or yellow, pous πούς foot).

Description and ecology ~ Common moorhen feet have no webbing

The moorhen is a distinctive species, with dark plumage apart from the white undertail, yellow legs and a red frontal shield. The young are browner and lack the red shield. The frontal shield of the adult has a rounded top and fairly parallel sides; the tailward margin of the red unfeathered area is a smooth waving line. In the related Common Gallinule of the Americas, the frontal shield has a fairly straight top and is less wide towards the bill, giving a marked indentation to the back margin of the red area.

The common moorhen gives a wide range of gargling calls and will emit loud hisses when threatened. A midsized to large rail, it can range from 30 to 38 cm (12 to 15 in) in length and span 50 to 62 cm (20 to 24 in) across the wings. The body mass of this species can range from 192 to 500 g (6.8 to 17.6 oz).

This is a common breeding bird in marsh environments and well-vegetated lakes. Populations in areas where the waters freeze, such as eastern Europe, will migrate to more temperate climes. This species will consume a wide variety of vegetable material and small aquatic creatures. They forage beside or in the water, sometimes walking on lily pads or upending in the water to feed. They are often secretive, but can become tame in some areas. Despite loss of habitat in parts of its range, the common moorhen remains plentiful and widespread.

The birds are territorial during breeding season. The nest is a basket built on the ground in dense vegetation. Laying starts in spring, between mid-March and mid-May in N hemisphere temperate regions. About 8 eggs are usually laid per female early in the season; a brood later in the year usually has only 5–8 or fewer eggs. Nests may be re-used by different females. Incubation lasts about three weeks. Both parents incubate and feed the young. These fledge after 40–50 days, become independent usually a few weeks thereafter, and may raise their first brood the next spring. When threatened, the young may cling to the parents' body, after which the adult birds fly away to safety, carrying their offspring with them. On a global scale – all subspecies taken together – the common moorhen is as abundant as its vernacular name implies. It is therefore considered a species of Least Concern by the IUCN However, small populations may be prone to extinction. The population of Palau, belonging to the widespread subspecies G. c. orientalis and locally known as debar (a generic term also used for ducks and meaning roughly "waterfowl"), is very rare, and apparently the birds are hunted by locals. Most of the population on the archipelago occurs on Angaur and Peleliu, while the species is probably already gone from Koror. In the Lake Ngardok wetlands of Babeldaob, a few dozen still occur, but the total number of common moorhens on Palau is about in the same region as the Guam population: fewer than 100 adult birds (usually fewer than 50) have been encountered in any survey.

The common moorhen is one of the birds (the other is the Eurasian coot, Fulica atra) from which the cyclocoelid flatworm parasite Cyclocoelum mutabile was first described. The bird is also parasitised by the moorhen flea, Dasypsyllus gallinulae.

17 Best Benefits Of Guava Leaves (Amrood ke Patte) For Skin, Hair And Health

Most of us know about the health benefits of guava fruit. But we are unaware of the fact that even guava leaves (Amrood ke Patte) in Hindi have several medicinal properties and offer an array of health benefits. Being packed with antioxidants, antibacterial and anti-inflammatory agents and beneficial tannins, fresh guava leaves are considered as a natural pain reliever. The chemicals contained in these leaves such as polyphenols, carotenoids, flavonoids and tannins can be extremely effective in treating various diseases.

Owing to the side effects resulting from the usage of medicines and drugs, herbal plants are being increasingly considered for the treatment of various diseases and guava leaf is one of them. Due to its medicinal properties, guava leaf supplements are nowadays available in the form of capsules and guava leaf tea.

Uses Of Guava Leaves

Guava Leaves Benefits For Health

Guava leaves are regarded as herbal treatment for several diseases due to their medicinal properties. The health benefits of guava leaves are given below.

1. Aid in Weight Loss:

Guava leaves help prevent complex carbohydrates from turning into sugars that are known for stimulating food cravings and excess weight gain. This is why it can help you with your weight loss goals.

2. Beneficial for Diabetics:

According to research conducted by the Yakult Central Institute in Japan, guava leaf tea can effectively lower blood glucose in diabetics by reducing the alpha-glucosidease enzyme activity. Moreover, it prevents the absorption of sucrose and maltose by the body, thereby lowering blood sugar levels. Drinking guava leaf tea for 12 weeks lowers the blood sugar levels without creating a rise in the insulin levels.

3. Lower Cholesterol:

Research has proved that drinking guava leaf tea for 3 months can lead to reduction in LDL or bad cholesterol and triglycerides without any adverse effect on good cholesterol. Besides, the guava leaves are a great liver tonic.

4. Keeps your thyroid function healthy:

Guava leaves assist in maintaining a healthy thyroid due to their high levels of copper. The thyroid gland is one of the most crucial glands in regulating hormone levels and proper organ function. Copper helps with making sure thyroid metabolism is maintaining a regular amount of hormone production and absorption throughout the body.

5. Aids in Digestion:

Guava leaf tea aids in digestion by stimulating digestive enzyme production. The powerful antibacterial agents kill bacteria in the lining of the gut and stop proliferation of toxic enzymes by bacteria. Guava leaves are particularly beneficial in case of food poisoning as well as soothing, vomiting and nausea. Guava leaves are herbal remedy for diarrhea and dysentery.

6. Help heal Colds:

Guava leaves is helpful if you’ve got a cold. Guava leaf tea is effective with more serious respiratory illnesses such as bronchitis, by opening up the lungs, loosening mucus and soothing coughs.

7. Treatment of Toothaches, Sore Throats and Gum Disease:

Due to their anti-inflammatory qualities, fresh guava leaves can relieve tooth ache, heal gum and mouth sores and treat sore throats when used for gargling. The antibacterial agent in these leaves protect the teeth and gums and therefore, guava leaves are used as an ingredient in toothpastes and mouth fresheners.

8. Beneficial in Dengue Fever:

Guava leaves are considered a natural remedy for dengue fever. This is because guava leaf extract can increase the number of platelets in the blood and is not toxic at all.

9. They help fight diseases like Cancer:

Guava leaves can be beneficial in case of prostate cancer and enlargement. Due to high quantities of the antioxidant lycopene, guava leaves can help fight cancer, especially breast, prostate, and oral cancers. Research reveals that guava extract helps inhibit the production of androgen, the male hormone that is responsible for promoting the growth of prostate cancer cells. Guavas leaves contains more than four times the fibre. All that fibre makes a great "regulator," while helping to protect the colon by reducing the risk of cancer-causing toxins and chemical build up; The fibre actually binds to the toxins and helps move them out of the body

10. Reduction of Allergies and minimizing the swelling of insect bites:

Guava leaves prevent the release of histamine. Moreover, the compounds found in guava leaves are effective in blocking all allergic reactions. By halting the creation of histamine, guava leaves can reduce side effects of allergies. They can also be a welcomed remedy for minimizing the swelling of insect bites.

11. Sperm Production:

Consumption of guava leaf tea has proven to be effective in increasing sperm production, thus helping with conception.

12. Treatment of Wounds and Infections:

Guava leaves have great healing properties that can treat wounds such as cuts, impact abrasion etc. The antibacterial agents prevent infection and reduce inflammation of the uterus to accelerate the healing of wounds. Guava leaf tea can help in curing ear infections as well.

Guava Leaves Benefits For Skin

When it comes to skincare, guava leaves can greatly help in improving your skin and treatment of various skin disorders. Following are the benefits of guava leaves for skin.

Skin itching can lead to serious problem if not treated immediately. Guava leaves are an instant cure for getting rid of itchiness as they contain allergy blocking compounds.

13. Treatment of Acne and Black spots:

Acne and black spots are quite annoying as they adversely affect the appearance of your skin. Guava leaves are effective in eliminating acne and black spots from the skin. They contain an antiseptic that can kill acne causing bacteria.

14. Removal of Blackheads:

For the treatment of blackheads, blend the guava leaves with little water and use it as a scrub on your nose to remove blackheads.

15. Anti-ageing Benefits:

Guava leaves contain antioxidants which destroy the free radicals that damage your skin, thus protecting your skin from ageing as well as improving skin tone and texture.

16. Guava Leaves helps improve eyesight:

High levels of vitamin A means guava leaves can help improve your eyesight. They can help decrease the presence of cataracts and macular degeneration, as well as improving the overall health of the eyes.

17. Guava Leaves Benefits For Hair and can keep your brain healthy.

Being rich in nutrients and antioxidants, guava leaves help in promoting healthy hair growth. Guava leaves also promotes brain health due to high levels of vitamin B3 (niacin) and B6. Niacin is known to help with increased blood flow, along with improved cognitive function and focus.

Hope the article was informative. Don’t forget to try our Guava Tea which is rich in health benefits !

1917 postmarked postcard view of the C. & E. (Chicago & Erie) Railroad Depot and milk station at Winfield, Indiana. This route bypassed Crown Point, but not Winfield. It ran from Chicago to Ohio via Rochester, Huntington and Decatur. Steve Shook and others provided information regarding the location of this view. It was midway between Crown Point and Lake of the Four Seasons. The photographer was looking west from Decatur Street just a few hundred feet south of East 117th Avenue. Of course, the rails and the structures are now gone.

The milk station was the small, elevated wooden structure standing beside the tracks. Eighteen milk cans were sitting in the foreground and two guys were sitting on the cow catcher of the locomotive. The guy on the right appears to be eating something from a paper bag.

A pair of advertising posters hung on the front of the depot and another pair was posted on this east end of the building. It is unclear what the GRANDMA USED sign was advertising. Maybe it was related to the PISO TABLETS advertisement. The tablets were a patent medicine product of the Piso Company. The company was founded in Warren, Pennsylvania, in 1894. They marketed the tablets for many ailments, but this ad was for SORE THROAT in particular. The tablets were dissolved in water for gargling. A barrel, two buckets and an extension ladder were on the ground below those advertisements.

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"Sir! A party advances up the main road from Garhaven. At least a dozen men," the sentry shouts from his perch.

Most of he convoy trudged along uninitiated to the deep Garheim snow drifts. But the sentry could tell the men out front were well accustomed the fresh powder. They inched along until they reached just out side the first check point and started to disperse into a more defensive posture to match those of the Garheim sentinels.

The eldest of the men emerged from a middle the pack, and with a grizzled and worn voice he announced their intentions. "I am Lord Stout of Loreos's East Stowburn. I bring with you glad tidings." A collective sigh came from the Garheim soldiers, they were unsure of what to expect as the men approached. "My compatriot Haydar Khaldoon, and some support from Lendfald are hear to help drive the Queen's men into the icy depths!" The Garheim men cheered as they led the party into the makeshift field camp.

The Black Bird guides joined their countrymen around the fires. The Lenfaldian Scout Snipers charged to the perches and took in the vantage points. The Crimson clad brutes passed around what supplies they could, and the ringleaders called for an immediate strategy meeting

The Garheim commander spoke first, "we were 50 strong, a score of us mounted knights, when we made camp a fortnight ago. Bad weather forced us to seek refuge for the night here at the mausoleum. That's when they first attacked, under the cover of darkness they hit us hard. A Queen's force of like numbers came upon us in the early hours and killed 20 brave men before we even notched an arrow. As quick as them came, they disappeared into the morning mist.

We stayed another night to honor and bury our dead, thinking the Queen's forces had left to rejoin their ranks , instead they attacked again as we broke camp. This time we held and drove them back, but not before they inflicted more casualties.

We sent word to Granhaven and we were ordered to hold this point along road. So we have, we've held up here awaiting supplies and re-reinforcements as man by man we fall to enemy's arrows or the biting cold." A wave of relief came over his face as he looked at Lord Stout, "my Lord, we appreciate every man willing to join us, but you come in too few a number to push those demons back."

Lord Stout turns to Khaldoon uncomfortably and then back to the Garheim commander. "Good sir, we will aid you as best we can, but Khaldoon and I are business men. We came to deliver war supplies and the like, we have done so in Grahnhaven and are looking to move on to Havenhill. We were caught unaware that the main road was closed off by the insurgents. Our guides thought we may be able hold up here for the night as well. We are prepared to move out in the morning. We are willing to leave the Scout Snipers behind, but our business is in Havenhill and we will press on."

The Garheim commander raised his war hammer as to smash the table before him in anger, when suddenly the horns sounded. The Gaheim's sprang to their feet and sprinted to the half hazard palisades. The sentry shouted a gargled "they're here," as an arrow pierced his throat ...

Phytotherapy in children.

For sore throat

Because colds, inhalation of very cold air, fizzy drinks or cold foods (ice cream) throat is a common problem for many children. Proven and tested resources for this disease:

Turica or gargle with sage, 1 teaspoon herbs You pour a cup of boiling water,...

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I did a 10 min editing in PS just for the fun of it...

I don´t know, does this work?

The words of Wilfred Owen are still the most powerful I've read on the horrors of war. Explore Nov 11, 2012 #379

DULCE ET DECORUM EST

Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,

Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,

Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs

And towards our distant rest began to trudge.

Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots

But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;

Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots

Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.

Gas! Gas! Quick, boys! – An ecstasy of fumbling,

Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;

But someone still was yelling out and stumbling,

And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime . . .

Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,

As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.

In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,

He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.

If in some smothering dreams you too could pace

Behind the wagon that we flung him in,

And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,

His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;

If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood

Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,

Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud

Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,

My friend, you would not tell with such high zest

To children ardent for some desperate glory,

The old Lie; Dulce et Decorum est

Pro patria mori.

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Row upon row of young lads (mostly) at the Heinola Parish Old Church Cemetery, killed 1939-1944 fighting against the Russians.

Horace's mendacious line is best rebutted by Wilfred Owen:

"If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood

Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,

Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud

Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,—

My friend, you would not tell with such high zest

To children ardent for some desperate glory,

The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est

Pro patria mori."

In a bitter irony, Owen was killed in action on 4 November 1918, a week before the war's end, at the age of 25.

only wants a tiny room with white walls painted a white spot over the swastika of the last person who lived here, the boy who lived here before me, i don't know if it was shock value, irony, or whatever the fuck, o dunno a mattress on the floor, the better to roll out of in the morning start from the floor, end on the floor end in the floor, if you can afford it

litchen, also known as a "little kitchen"

to cook couscous in the kishen

i will paint a joy division poster on the wall instead of moving my glossy, corporately produced collegiate one (when the time comes)

o when the time comes are you gonna live in the same state as me probably not i guess we'll see

maybe i'll drive there on weekends maybe our friendship

will disintegrate like kamikaze packets of brown sugar

rocks in your mouth, gargling marbles

the domestication of plants and animals is making me miserable in a suburban white way, a dry skin way, a j crew way

the more facts that i learn about the ecology of food and the biodiversity of the united states of america vs the vast diversity of vegetation of agriculturally beneficial plants in foreign countries the more i am driving my veganism to

the sexual capacity of almond slices, towering pillars in phallic development!

an ant on a hill

an ant on a hill

a bee in a hive

an ant on a hill

dear maureen,

ohio and upstate new york are not that different, if you think about it very hard or if you sit on the bus and look out the window, i guess either of us could be in either place

(but i guess you are not on the bus much lately)

what would you be like if you lived in albany i would be as miserable in cleveland, i guess i know that the reason i hate albany is not a problem with albany but is a problem with me not with everyone else here

i feel like it is a problem for other people that i like xiu xiu so much, that it disturbs them, not the problem of everyone else not knowing who they are, maybe the problem of me being gay, not the problem of everyone else being straight the problem of me being vegan, always writing poems and never paying attention, et cetera not the problem of everyone else wearing hollister hoodies or big cars, or whatever the sentence “the more i act like myself the less other people will like me” is something that is hovering through my head when i was eleven my best friend in the world was a girl i met on neopets the internet website who liked digimon a lot

i have changed a lot, i guess but i feel like that right now she emailed me two days ago and i realized she knew me better than anyone else who knew me at that time that made me feel happy and sad and angry and confused and a little pathetic but she was from illinois and her name was gloria and i have never met anyone else named gloria, before or since ok

love extremely hard,

michael

dear maureen,

i want to send you my deepest thanks for the pictures of the birds that you sent me. this yellow tailed, tan bird that you've mentioned, have you got a picture of it? i would like to help you identify it. humans are inferior to birds, i think you are right. the more i think about this the more i am sure.

today i am trying to make it past this afternoon without feeling like going to bed very early. you are a good girl good girl good girl thank you for letting me into your life. you are a beautiful girl. you rule! do you have that recipe for vegan fudge that your friend made? when you get around to it.

lastly here is a photo of my cat being sucked into a time portal inside of a lamp

xoxoxoxoxo,

jamie

vicki says on the phone, what are you spending most of your time thinking about

and i answered honesty,

"africa, and kate"

and right now i guess i am also thinking that

some certain version of fifteen year old boys and thirty six year old men

are going to kill me

with their tenderness

Prague. Recommended Music: gargle-and-bosquesdemimente.bandcamp.com/track/we-are-run...

Hey everyone, you know how cool wheatgrass is? I mean super cool. When I was about 10 my parents did this cleanse through a local restaurant and a couple days a week I would tag along to lug back slowly shrinking packages of raw food and watch as they downed a wheatgrass shot. Smelling the stuff and experiencing the distaste on their faces afterwards made me quite confident that I would never ingest such a substance. But...recently I've been doing some research. And I would like to share it so here ya go. If your not a big reader I'm sorry, I won't be afforded if you stop here.

Increases red blood-cell count and lowers blood pressure. It cleanses the blood, organs and gastrointestinal tract of debris. Wheatgrass also stimulates metabolism and the body’s enzyme systems by enriching the blood. It also aids in reducing blood pressure by dilating the blood pathways throughout the body.

Stimulates the thyroid gland, correcting obesity, indigestion, and a host of other complaints.

Restores alkalinity to the blood. The juice’s abundance of alkaline minerals helps reduce over-acidity in the blood. It can be used to relieve many internal pains, and has been used successfully to treat peptic ulcers, ulcerative colitis, constipation, diarrhea, and other complaints of the gastrointestinal tract.

Is a powerful detoxifier, and liver and blood protector. The enzymes and amino acids found in wheatgrass can protect us from carcinogens like no other food or medicine. It strengthens our cells, detoxifies the liver and bloodstream, and chemically neutralizes environmental pollutants.

Fights tumors and neutralizes toxins. Recent studies show that wheatgrass juice has a powerful ability to fight tumors without the usual toxicity of drugs that also inhibit cell-destroying agents. The many active compounds found in grass juice cleanse the blood and neutralize and digest toxins in our cells.

Contains beneficial enzymes. Whether you have a cut finger you want to heal or you desire to lose five pounds…enzymes must do the actual work. The life and abilities of the enzymes found naturally in our bodies can be extended if we help them from the outside by adding exogenous enzymes, like the ones found in wheatgrass juice. Don’t cook it. We can only get the benefits of the many enzymes found in grass by eating it uncooked. Cooking destroys 100 percent of the enzymes in food.

Has remarkable similarity to our own blood. The second important nutritional aspect of chlorophyll is its remarkable similarity to hemoglobin, the compound that carries oxygen in the blood. Dr. Yoshihide Hagiwara, president of the Hagiwara Institute of Health in Japan, is a leading advocate for the use of grass as food and medicine. He reasons that since chlorophyll is soluble in fat particles, and fat particles are absorbed directly into the blood via the lymphatic system, that chlorophyll can also be absorbed in this way. In other words, when the “blood” of plants is absorbed in humans it is transformed into human blood, which transports nutrients to every cell of the body.

When used as a rectal implant, reverses damage from inside the lower bowel. An implant is a small amount of juice held in the lower bowel for about 20 minutes. In the case of illness, wheatgrass implants stimulate a rapid cleansing of the lower bowel and draw out accumulations of debris.

Externally applied to the skin can help eliminate itching almost immediately.

Will soothe sunburned skin and act as a disinfectant. Rubbed into the scalp before a shampoo, it will help mend damaged hair and alleviate itchy, scaly, scalp conditions.

Is soothing and healing for cuts, burns, scrapes, rashes, poison ivy, athlete’s foot, insect bites, boils, sores, open ulcers, tumors, and so on. Use as a poultice and replace every two to four hours.

Works as a sleep aide. Merely place a tray of living wheatgrass near the head of your bed. It will enhance the oxygen in the air and generate healthful negative ions to help you sleep more soundly.

Enhances your bath. Add some to your bath water and settle in for a nice, long soak.

Sweetens the breath and firms up and tightens gums. Just gargle with the juice.

Neutralizes toxic substances like cadmium, nicotine, strontium, mercury, and polyvinyl chloride.

Offers the benefits of a liquid oxygen transfusion since the juice contains liquid oxygen. Oxygen is vital to many body processes: it stimulates digestion (the oxidation of food), promotes clearer thinking (the brain utilizes 25% of the body’s oxygen supply), and protects the blood against anaerobic bacteria. Cancer cells cannot exist in the presence of oxygen.

Turns gray hair to its natural color again and greatly increases energy levels when consumed daily.

Is a beauty treatment that slows down the aging process when the juice is consumed. Wheatgrass will cleanse your blood and help rejuvenate aging cells, slowing the aging process way down, making you feel more alive right away. It will help tighten loose and sagging skin.

Lessens the effects of radiation. One enzyme found in wheatgrass, SOD, lessens the effects of radiation and acts as an anti-inflammatory compound that may prevent cellular damage following heart attacks or exposure to irritants.

Restores fertility and promotes youthfulness.

Can double your red blood cell count just by soaking in it. Renowned nutritionist Dr. Bernard Jensen found that no other blood builders are superior to green juices and wheatgrass. In his book “Health Magic Through Chlorophyll” he mentions several cases where he was able to double the red blood cell count in a matter of days merely by having patients soak in a chlorophyll-water bath. Blood building results occur even more rapidly when patients drink green juices and wheatgrass regularly.

Explored #499; Feb 4 2008

Quisqualis indica Linn., or better known as Rangoon Creeper, red jasmine or chinese honeysuckle is a flamboyant climber with magnificent flower. The latin name Quasqualis translates for What is that?. The creeper can be found in thickets or bushes in India and southeast Asia and has since been cultivated and naturalized in many tropical areas. The plant which is also known as widani is used for traditional medicine where decoctions of the root, seed or fruit can be used as antihelmintic or for alleviating diarrhea. Fruit decoction can also be used for gargling and to combat nephritis. Leaves can be used to relieve pain caused by fever and the roots are used to treat rheumatism.

temizu is a hand-washing, mouth-rinsing ritual, to cleanse one's hand and mouth from impurities in shinto shrines.

there is an etiquette to it, you can google temizu and read more about it. but some basics- no drinking or washing hand directly from the basin. do not dump wooden scoop in the basin, always return upside down where you picked it up. the ritual is a 4 step process, each step will discard 1/4 of water from the cup. at the 3rd step is where you gargle the water and spit it into the trough below. you are allowed to drink the water if you think the water is clean enough (bugs, algae, flies...), but from the palm of one's hand, never touching the cup. I drank water and it is the most refreshing and sweet-tasting h20 I've ever had. didn't get sick the hour after.

Unusual, beautiful, ghostly grave statue in Vyšehrad Cemetary, Prague. Recommended music - gargle-music.bandcamp.com/track/meditation

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a true gargoyle is a water spout, from the word gargle.

The Bogles and the Moon Lady

Gra’at pools o’ black watter,

Creepin’ trickles o’ green watter,

Squishy mools as’d soock owt in

As stept on un: the Moon hersel’

Were dead an’ buried under un.

On nights when the Moon Lady chose to shine,

She lit the bog about,

But in her darkness, dead things, bogles,

Crawling horrors came out,

So the Moon Lady stepped down from the sky

In a cloak to hide her glare

And she pulled down her hood to hide

Her yellow shining hair.

Down she went to the edge of the bog,

Watter here, an’ watter there;

Wavin’ tussocks, an trem’lin’ mools,

And black snags bent in air.

On great black cats the witches grinned,

And gave her the Evil Eye;

The will-o’-the wykes swung their lanterns

Fitfully in the sky,

The dead folk rose from stagnant pools,

With sockets filled with fire,

And slimy, dripping dead men’s hands

Slithered about the mire,

Beckoning and pointing and making her skin

Crawl with a cold, wet feel,

With palms as slimy as rotted fish,

Each finger thick as an eel.

By the greedy, gurgling water hole

Her cloak caught on a snag –

Coiled twice about her lucent wrist,

Clutched tight, began to drag.

She heard a pitiful, crying voice

A squishing in the muck,

And stumbling through the tussocks came

A lost man in the dark.

The gurning bogles crawled and crowded,

The dead hands plucked his back;

The will o’ tha wykes danced about

And led him off the track,

And all about him, the slimy things

Took on pleasing forms,

And when he clutched them in his hand

They turned to writhing worms.

The Moon Lady shook her gleaming head

Until her hood fell down,

And by her light he ran for home,

The fens lit all around.

“Damn you,” cried the witch-bodies,

“For the spoilin’ of our spells!”

The dead folk gripped her darkling cloak,

“We’ll drag you down to hell!”

And with a gargle, they pulled the Moon

Into the bubbling fen.

It seemed that she was drowned for good,

And doomed, the ways of men.

An’ tha boggarts crept an’ wailed

Roon’ the hooses, an keekit

In at tha winders, an sneepit

At tha latches. The Car-fo’ak

Mun sit tremmlin’ an shakin’

By tha foire, an’ could nor sleep

Nor rast, an’ still da’ays went,

An tha new moon niver corned.

The poor folk, struck with mortal fear,

Sought the wise-woman out

She looked deep into her brewing-pot,

Chuckled and cleared her throat:

“Each of your gobs you must stop with stones;

A hazel twig each must carry.

Look for a coffin; look for a candle;

Look for a cross: there tarry.”

" But wheer 'll us fin' her, mother?" says ane.

" Houts ! " said she, fratched loike. " Passel o' fools ! A can tell ye nae more; do as a tellt ee 'n fear nowt ; 'n' ef ye don't loike, than sta'ay by tha hoose, an' do wi' outen yer moon ef ye wull."

So all their gobs, they stopped with stones;

And a hazel twig each carried.

They found a coffin; found a candle;

Found a cross and tarried.

For they’d stumbled and stottered into the bog;

With flusterings in their ears,

And coffin and candle there they found:

Gaunt stones among the Cars,

And broiling out of a stagnant pool,

The Lady Moon aglare,

Cast off her hood, cast off her gown,

Let down her yellow hair.

The bogles screeched and shrunk away;

Will o’ th’ wykes were smothered;

The Moon Lady climbed the sky

The dead men’s hands were withered.

An, ma’rk my wo’ds, it be a’ true,

Fur ma gran, she seed the snag,

An’ tha green slimy watter at ‘s foot,

Wi’ its twae arms, fur a’ the warl’

Loike a gre’at Cross, an’ tha Moon

Scatterin’ the sperrits inter gra’at

Pools o’ black watter, creepin’

Trickles o’ green watter, squishy

Mools as’d soock owt in

As stept on un...

Song lyric by Giles Watson, 2013, based on a legend of the Lincolnshire Fens. According to Mrs Balfour, writing for the journal Folklore in 1891, this story “was obtained from a young girl of nine, a cripple, who stated that she had heard it from her ‘gran.’ But I think it was tinged by her own fancy, which seemed to lean to eerie things, and she certainly revelled in the gruesome descriptions, fairly making my flesh creep with her words and gestures. Portions in italic are only slightly edited versions of the original transcript. Much of the vocabulary of the rest of the song is also unchanged.

In each town and village on the European continent one can find a memorial or two to the military who died during the many wars. In the town of Bardolino on the waterfront is this impressive sculpture. A dead soldier is being held by a colleague on his left arm while with his right hand he inscribes the words "Pro Patria" on the stone of the plinth!

It reminded me of the poem by Wilfrid Owen "Dulce et decorum est" If ever a poem brought out the horror and stupidity of war it is this one!

Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,

Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,

Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs

And towards our distant rest began to trudge.

Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots

But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;

Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots

Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.

Gas! Gas! Quick, boys! – An ecstasy of fumbling,

Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;

But someone still was yelling out and stumbling,

And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime . . .

Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,

As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.

In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,

He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.

If in some smothering dreams you too could pace

Behind the wagon that we flung him in,

And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,

His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;

If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood

Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,

Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud

Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,

My friend, you would not tell with such high zest

To children ardent for some desperate glory,

The old Lie; Dulce et Decorum est

Pro patria mori.

handjob & gargle // lichen

handjob & gargle // lichen

The first nest has two 2- or 3-day old chicks. The second nest has three chicks, I would guess around a weeks old - still cute but getting quite demanding. The last nest has three large chicks that has the parent wondering what the heck he or she was thinking a few weeks earlier. "6T" looks like he could explode any second.

The strange "gargling" sound that you hear occasionally in the background is a Snowy Egret making some sort of courtship sound.

handjob & gargle // lichen

handjob & gargle // lichen

handjob & gargle // lichen

handjob & gargle // lichen

handjob & gargle // lichen

handjob & gargle // lichen

handjob & gargle // lichen

This is the new "safe" version.

handjob & gargle // lichen

handjob & gargle // lichen