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Country houses of the late Tudor and early Jacobean period comprise a distinctive group of buildings which differ in form, function, design and architectural style from country houses of both earlier and later date. Built after the dissolution of the monasteries they are the product of a particular historical period in which a newly-emerged Protestant elite of lawyers, courtiers, diplomats and other officials, mostly with close contacts at court, competed with each other to demonstrate wealth, taste and loyalty to the sovereign, often overstretching themselves financially. Their houses are a development of the medieval hall with flanking wings and a gatehouse, often looking inwards onto a courtyard; later examples tend to be built outwards, typically on a U- or H-plan. The hall was transformed from a reception area to an entrance vestibule and the long gallery and loggia were introduced. Many houses were provided with state apartments and extensive lodgings for the accommodation of royal visitors and their retinues.
Country houses of this period were normally constructed under the supervision of one master-mason or a succession of masons, often combining a number of designs drawn up by the master-mason, surveyor or by the employer himself. Many designs and stylistic details were copied from Continental pattern-books, particularly those published in the 1560s on French, Italian and Flemish models; further architectural ideas were later spread by the use of foreign craftsmen. Symmetry in both plan and elevation was an overriding principle, often carried to extremes in the Elizabethan architectural `devices' in which geometric forms were employed to express religious and philosophical ideas. Elements of Classical architecture were drawn on individually rather than applied strictly in unified orders. This complex network of influences resulted in liberal and idiosyncratic combinations of architectural styles which contrasted with the adoption of the architecture of the Italian Renaissance, and with it the role of the architect, later in the 17th century. About 5000 country houses are known to have been standing in 1675; of these about 1000 are thought to survive, although most have been extensively altered or rebuilt in subsequent centuries to meet new demands and tastes. Houses which are uninhabited, and have thus been altered to a lesser degree, are much rarer. Surviving country houses of the late Tudor and early Jacobean period stand as an irreplaceable record of an architectural development which was unique both to England and to a particular period in English history characterised by a flourishing of artistic invention; they provide an insight into politics, patronage and economics in the early post-medieval period. All examples with significant surviving archaeological remains are considered to be of national importance.
Despite later additions and alterations, Hall Place is a well preserved example of a mid-16th century Country House. It incorporates re-used medieval carved stone and some fine 16th century masonry work. The site will contain archaeological and environmental evidence relating to the history and use of the house and its medieval predecessor.
This record was the subject of a minor enhancement on 30 March 2015. This record has been generated from an "old county number" (OCN) scheduling record. These are monuments that were not reviewed under the Monuments Protection Programme and are some of our oldest designation records.
The monument includes a mid-16th century country house, built on the site of an earlier medieval manor house, with 17th century alterations and additions. It is situated on low-lying, gently sloping ground between Bourne Road and the River Cray in Bexley.
The house is in two adjoined portions; the northernmost is 16th century and forms a half H-plan whilst that towards the south is a 17th century addition forming a quadrangle. It is orientated NNW to SSE. The northern portion is two storeys high with a Great Hall at the centre and two wings projecting at right angles toward the NNW. It is partly faced with a chequer pattern of stone and flints, above which are a cornice, parapet and slate covered roof. The central doorway in the north front has a basket arch in a moulded-stone architrave surround with a fanlight. On each side is a tall canted bay rising the whole height of the building and lit by eight windows. The wings are gable-ended and each has one window facing north. All the windows are casements with stone mullions and have hoodmoulds. The west front includes a projecting octagonal turret at the south end. The wings each have one long room on the ground floor and are reached by a cross passage with timber-framed walls. A central doorway leads into the Great Hall, which has a flat ribbed ceiling. The southernmost room on the upper storey of the west wing originally served as a chapel and includes a stone fireplace.
The southern 17th century portion of the house is of two storeys with a large attic. It is built of red brick with a tiled roof. Between the two floors is a string course and above is a wooden modillion eaves cornice. The main (south) frontage is of ten bays with sash widows, those to the ground floor in brick arcading with stone keystones above. In the roof are five pedimented dormer windows. The central doorway has a wooden architrave surround and pediment above. The north side of the courtyard, which is the south front of the central 16th century wing, has a red brick tower of four storeys capped by an octagonal lantern.
Hall Place replaced an earlier medieval manor house, which is likely to have stood on the same site. The manor dated to at least AD 814 but is first mentioned in the 13th century. The current building incorporates reused medieval carved stone. It was built in 1537-40 by Sir John Champneys, a merchant who held the position of Lord Mayor of London in 1534. It was altered and enlarged by his son, Justinian who inherited the property in 1556. Robert Austen, a London merchant knighted in 1660, extended the southern part of the house in red brick. Hall Place remained in the Austen family until 1772 when the estate passed to Sir Francis Dashwood. The Dashwood family owned the estate for the next 150 years and during some of this time let the house out as a private school. From about 1870, the property was let to a series of tenants, the last of whom was the Countess of Limerick who lived at Hall Place from 1917 until 1943. The property was bought in 1926 by James Cox Brady, who sold it to Bexley Council in 1935. The house has latterly been used to accommodate Bexley Museum and Bexley Local Studies Centre.
In 2006, partial excavation recorded structural evidence for the medieval and later manor house. Medieval pottery sherds have been recovered from the river bank to the south.
Hall Place is Grade I listed. It is within the bounds of a Grade II registered park and garden.
The Great Light is one of the largest optics of its kind ever built in the world, and is around 130 years old. Weighing 10 tonnes and measuring 7 metres tall, the optic is a unique maritime heritage object with significance to Belfast's economic, maritime and industrial past. It is totally irreplaceable and is an exceptionally rare maritime artefact. It produced one of the strongest lighthouse beams ever to shine - a truly GREAT LIGHT
he huge Fresnel Hyper-Radial lenses of the Great Light served two lighthouses over approximately 127 years and were the largest lenses ever made in the world. The construction of the optic involved two of the most significant lighthouse optic manufacturers in the world – Barbier and Fenestre, and the Chance Brothers.
The Great Light’s lenses were originally made in 1887 for Tory Island Lighthouse, situated off Donegal. The glass lenses were made at the famous Saint-Gobain glass works in France, and then taken to the lighthouse optic manufacturers, Barbier and Fenestre, in Paris. Here the original optic was made with 18 lenses, 6 in each of three tiers (triform) covering 60 degrees. The lenses are called Fresnel lenses as the design was invented by Augustin-Jean Fresnel in 1823. Fresnel had invented a way of magnifying and refracting light into a powerful beam we now associate with lighthouses. The Fresnel lens revolutionised lighthouse technology.
~"Just because I’m losing
Doesn’t mean I’m lost
Doesn’t mean I’ll stop
Doesn’t mean I would cross"~Coldplay
Sort of a selfie' I guess? Unfortunately, I lost an irreplaceable lock-clip for my camera bag during this walk. It was light brown so it was impossible to be recovered here in the valley.
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This is one irreplaceable everyday item I need to keep my iPhone and IPod charged. Without it my day would be terribly interrupted.
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Jack: ".....oh God. Hon, look!....."
Janet: "....no...."
Jack: "That's it! The LeChunk! We found it, we finally found it! Oh my GOD!"
Janet: "Calm down, they could hear us!"
Jack: "Our life's work, right in front of us! And....oh no...."
Janet: "What?"
Jack: "Those freaks with the spears leaving dynamite everywhere....Janet, this isn't good."
Janet: "Why would they want to blow up the ship in the first place? Doesn't make any sense...."
Jack: "We can't let them. This ship is an irreplaceable piece of history!"
Janet: "So what are we going to do, Jack? Stop them! We found the LeChunk, now let's go before it just gets worse!"
Jack: "Janet, irreplaceable history! Besides, look at these guys! Call it a hunch but I doubt they're gonna stop at blowing up the ship. I wouldn't be surprised if they wanted to hurt some people."
Janet: "Jack, we're not superheroes."
Jack: "But we're the only ones who can lift a finger right now. C'mon, Janet. Something has to be done...."
You must burn. Burn higher.
Burn for everything you have ever wanted. For everything you have ever lost, for every crack in your heart and every fraction of every irreplaceable moment.
Burn high for love.
For fear. For life.
Burn as fast and as long as you can.
You must burn, burn higher.
Because nothing in this world will kill you faster than a dying fire.
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大恭敬心是无尚法宝，是觉悟的根本, 是破除迷障的火光。
Great reverence is irreplaceable treasure, is the fundamental of awakening, is the light that get rid of the maze.
Taken walking home from Llanberis earlier this year, in autumn after walking round Llyn Padarn. The zig-zags were the old path to work of the quarrymen, and used to zig zag all the way from beside the lake. Some years ago the bottom stretch was declared unsafe, and shut, and now a newer path goes up through the adjacent woods, on the original hillside.
The white house, Glan y Bala, is one of the former managers houses - there are three others.
When I was a teenager there used to be a very beautiful and ancient slate slabbed bridge, Bont y Bala, at the top of the river going into the next lake, Llyn Peris. And a great swimming place with a deep pool and a grassy bank you could dive off, where on a hot day it was crowded with swimmers. You could of course swim in Llyn Peris then, and the upper lake, Marchlyn Mawr was beautiful to swim in too. At some point the con was done and we lost priceless, irreplaceable things like this and gained the Electric Mountain Centre, which was "given' to the people of Llanberis as some - inadequate - compensation, then slyly taken back and now even more slyly has set itself up in competition with local businesses in the village - selling crafts, outdoor gear and operating a cafe. Far from its original purpose, it is now diverting tourist revenue from within the village and is a leech on the economy of Llanberis.
Sometime, we experience the loss in the life. It may be a person, favorite thing, or own precious memories. Those are irreplaceable.
At that time, we cannot resist.
At that time, we might see despair.
At that time, does the flower become a little hope?
Until my visit to St Ives in Cornwall this year, I didn’t know that the RNLI* operated a lifeguard service on selected beaches across the UK.
As well as running a full-on 24-hour lifeboat service at St Ives, here on Porthmeor beach they also keep a watchful eye on surfers who come from miles around to enjoy the sport – no doubt reassured by the presence of the lifeguards.
RNLI lifeguards are qualified in lifesaving and casualty care, and must be able to swim 200 metres in under 3½ minutes, and run 200 metres on sand in under 40 seconds (try it, and see how you do!) They monitor sea conditions and set up the appropriate flags, watch the people on the beach and in the water, and they also offer safety advice in situ and in school classrooms. It's all part of the (unique and irreplaceable) service.
* If you're from overseas, let me tell you that the RNLI is the Royal National Lifeboat Institution, which runs a globally renowned sea rescue service around the coast of the British Isles. Founded in 1824, it's a charity that's funded by public donations; it receives no government grant at all.
Christian Movie Clip - The Rise of the United States and Its Mission
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Christian Movie Clip - The Rise of the United States and Its Mission
On the basis of adhering to its founding principles of freedom, democracy, and equality, … the US has played an important role in stabilizing the global situation and providing a balance for world order. It plays an irreplaceable role in safeguarding and stabilizing the global situation.
Eastern Lightning, The Church of Almighty God was created because of the appearance and work of Almighty God, the second coming of the Lord Jesus, Christ of the last days. It is made up of all those who accept Almighty God's work in the last days and are conquered and saved by His words. It was entirely founded by Almighty God personally and is led by Him as the Shepherd. It was definitely not created by a person. Christ is the truth, the way, and the life. God's sheep hear God's voice. As long as you read the words of Almighty God, you will see God has appeared.
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Game brought over to Flickr by Zyris De'Lat. I was tagged by Zyris De'Lat, Sara, and wholeeah - JCF. Thanks so much -- if you see this, I hope you'll consider playing along (just don't tell your dolls!) ;)
Game rules: Rules: If you were stuck on a deserted island, which five dolls would you have with you? You can only bring five!
About this photo: I opted just to do an Integrity Toys top five because having to choose between my childhood characters in Metro Community and these beautiful girls for one group was going to be brutal, lol. I approached the game from the perspective that I might never be rescued off the island and would want my "ultimate" dolls with me. Here are my choices:
Top Row:
The Poppy trio --
1. Beatnik Blues. She'll always be my ultimate Poppy girl.
2. Sunny Slickers. This little one quickly became a favorite the minute she arrived and is already my travel doll, so she'd might as well be stuck with me in a random destination. :)
and
3) Starlight. She was my first bohemian/hippie Poppy before Peace of My Heart ever came along, and I still find myself thinking of ways to style her.
*Honorable mention Poppys: (if I had a life raft to send for Spicy in Spain or Time of the Season, they'd be here, too, lol. They probably round out my top five Poppys.)
Bottom Row:
This was hard -- there were a few others I wanted to put here, but ultimately, I'd consider these two ladies irreplaceable, so that put them on the list.
1) Feminine Perspective Agnes. The first Agnes to ever really steal my "Sweet Poppy" loving heart -- she is such the ultimate Agnes for me that any other version has a hard time staying here (yes, I may be parting with the only other Agnes I have because she just can't measure to this lady for me).
2) Natural Wonder Rayna. I was pretty unfamiliar with this sculpt when I first laid eyes on her at the Wclub luncheon. In fact, people had to tell me that she was a Rayna, but when I first saw her, I couldn't believe there could exist such a beautiful doll. I could put her in a paper sack, a tissue or the worst Barbie clothes I own, and she'd still blow me away. :)
My dear flickr friends, I am still off more then on but will catch up with you as soon as I can!! I wish you all good health and happiness!!
"Set your priorities and take time to realize and acknowledge the important, irreplaceable things in your life! You only have one chance."
God Bless!!
Brenda
Stonehedge, Salisbury, England.
The intriguing and prehistoric monument of Stonehenge, that earlier awoke my interest eight years ago as one of the most ancient and conclusive architectural remainings in the history of art, revealed us an even more misterious and yet partially unkwown fact. The structure of the circle, is made up of two different stones: Sarsen and Bluestones. Whilst the first is native of the place where the monument is built, the second has only been found a hundred miles from it, in the South of Wales. Why did they bring these heavy stones from a long distance, unless they strongly believed that it has an irreplaceable effect?
"There is an optical illusion that one always falls for even if the trick is understood. The further one is from other people, the more vulnerable they may appear.
You see yourself as who you are with your flaws just as clear as your successes. You see most other people on their terms but only from the side that they present to the world.
At first glance they have everything figured out. With everything set in stone securely embedded in their community, wrapped up with their loved ones, their lives like a finished work of art... but it's only just a trick of perspective because you cannot see the cracks from a distance. How insecure their footing, how malleable they really are. How many years years of effort to shaping their persona into something acceptable. How many hands it took for them to build their lives, but they're still ever a working progress.
It's a kind of basic human vulnerability that we would all find familiar and still somehow surprisingly when we notice it in others. It's an open question to why we have so much public confidence and such private doubts.
Perhaps that contradiction is what keeps us moving, wanting to be more than what we are but we'll never be satisfied. Maybe it lets us keep our distance, to avoid creating friction as we brush past each other. Maybe it's what draws us together. It becomes the only irreplaceable thing that we still need each other for. Just one last excuse to keep stopping by so we can prop each other up and remind ourselves that nothing is set in stone not even for who we are or who we pretend to be."
I've been feeling restless around my work these past few months. I haven't been shooting or even thinking about shooting much. In this photography lapse I've been revisiting old negatives -- which I have always considered precious and irreplaceable, things which are to be collected and loved -- and intentionally ruin them. Through rubbing the emulsion against chalkboards and gouging any trace of identity from the cellophane, I have been working to distance myself from my desire to collect these perfect, reproducible images.
My Golden Retriever Buddy! Best Dog ever. Passed away back in 09. Still Miuss him to this day. if I had a house with a Fenced Yard i would get another one. Though, Buddy is irreplaceable!!
SENZA DI TE NON CI STO PIU'
Appena qualche decina d'anni fa i nostri affetti ed attenzioni erano rivolti agli amici a quattro zampe,insostituibili compagni di vita.
Ora,sebbene in quasi ogni casa continuino ad esserci cani o gatti,il centro d'interesse globale è assolutamente lo smartphone.
Ce lo portiamo al lavoro,a scuola,al parco,perfino in chiesa e forse anche al cimitero...se lo dimentichi a casa sei anche capace di tornare indietro con l'auto a recuperarlo, sebbene ti trovi già a decine e decine di chilometri di distanza.
Spesso lo sostituiamo con l'ultimissimo modello sul mercato sebbene quello in nostro possesso sia ancora perfettamente funzionante...per non parlare poi delle tragedie che si possono scatenare se finisce in mani sbagliate.
Tutto bello o brutto, a seconda dei casi ma quant'è la vita media di questo nostro amico insostituibile ???
Se un cane od un gatto in media vivono dai 10 - 13 anni uno smartphone dopo tre o quattro anni è già da buttare....un rapporto "durata affetti" decisamente sbilanciato.
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WITHOUT YOU I ARE NOT MORE
Just a few decades ago our affections and attentions were aimed at our four-legged friends, irreplaceable companions of life.
Now, although in almost every home there are still dogs or cats, the center of global interest is absolutely the smartphone.
We take it to work, to school, to the park, even to church and maybe even to the cemetery ... if you forget it at home you are also able to go back with the car to retrieve it, although you are already at dozens and dozens of kilometers away.
We often replace it with the latest model on the market although the one in our possession is still fully functional ... not to mention the tragedies that can be triggered if it ends up in the wrong hands.
All good or bad, depending on the case but how much is the average life of this irreplaceable friend of ours ???
If a dog or cat on average has been living for 10 to 13 years, a smartphone should be thrown away after three or four years ... a decidedly unbalanced "duration" relationship.
CANON EOS 6D Mark II con ob. CANON EF 100 mm f./2,8L Macro IS USM
Rudi - my sister's undeniably cute young poodle - is getting all the attention today. I managed to get this shot of Ella earlier just before my batteries failed and had to upload it; wouldn't want her getting jealous!
Yesterday we had the privilege of exploring this forest deep within Vancouver Island's Tsitika River Valley. Here there are ancient yellow cedars like this one that may be at least 1500 years old. These fast disappearing ecosystems take thousands of years to establish themselves, and if harvested, are basically irreplaceable
You gone wish you never left, made up all them lies.
Told ya friends I was ungrateful, unfaithful.
Truth is, I'm irreplaceable and now I'm hateful.
An' I still never got a thank-you.
Famous transport on the island of Santorini is a donkey, carrying not only locals but also tourists in the city and to different attractions. Donkeys are so convenient and irreplaceable as the vehicle that the grateful inhabitants of Santorini put the monument is a sculpture of his assistant.
Donkeys in Santorini, indeed, very popular, they enjoy the respect and love of people, so surround them from all sides. The natural landscape and the location of cities on the island does not allow access to some parts in another way, except as donkeys.
Oia. Santorini Island (Greece)
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“Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swamps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists.. it is real.. it is possible.. it's yours.”
― Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged
Richard Henry Harding founded the Harding Studio of Photography in 1911, and the studio remained in operation for the next six decades. Working in this building starting in 1916, Harding recorded and preserved the entire scope of human experience in the Upper Cumberland area, documenting the growth and development of a geographically isolated region since the early twentieth-century.
Harding was born in Logansport, Indiana on January 13, 1883 to Richard Alexander Harding and Charlotte Harding. After spending his early years working as a postal clerk for the railroad, he attended the Southern School of Photography in McMinnville, Tennessee around 1911. It was then that he traveled through Cookeville and became so taken with the area that he decided to move his family here and open his photography studio. He studied under the close supervision of the acclaimed W.S. Lively, a photographer & teacher recognized nationally for his contributions to the technological development of photography. After designing and building a camera with the largest glass negative in history, Lively used the camera to produce 30" by 60" prints, one which has been on display at the Smithsonian Institute in Washington, D.C. since 1920. Harding graduated from the Southern School of Photography, one of only two such schools in the country, on July 26, 1914. The school burned in 1928, but remains an integral part of the history of photography.
Harding spent the next three decades of his life applying his skills gained from the school recording for prosperity weddings, funerals, reunions, sons leaving for war, anniversaries, business openings, entertainment events, engagements baby photos, and school photos. By far, his works include the majority of photographs displayed throughout the Upper Cumberland region. Extensive collections are at the Cookeville Citizen's Bank, the Depot Museum (Cookeville Railroad Depot, NR 11/17/85), thousands of homes throughout the region, and photos featured in the Pictorial History of Putnam County are Harding originals or copies. It is difficult to imagine the absence of pictorial documentation of the region in the early 1900's had the Harding Studio not been in existence to photograph thousands of events and families in the mountainous region between Nashville and Knoxville. Richard Henry Harding's creative work is truly an invaluable and irreplaceable contribution to the people and the history of the Upper Cumberland community.
In 1988, in recognition of Harding's importance to the region, most of the contents of the studio including studio props, studio cameras and lights, and developing equipment and supplies were transferred to the Tennessee State Museum. The Harding Studio items are considered to be one of the Museum's more valued twentieth-century collections, and plans have been made to use the collection to recreate a truly representative, period shop in the Museum's permanent Twentieth-Century Tennessee display. The remaining articles of the studio including photographs, negatives, and slides dating back as early as 1915 were donated to the Tennessee Technological University Archives. A collection of photographs documenting the technological development of photography including methods ranging from Tintypes and glass negatives to Kodachrome was among the donated articles. The Harding Studio is truly representative of a professional businessman and his lifetime of recording people and events in the region during the early twentieth-century. Therefore, the studio building was placed on the National Register of Historic Places (NRHP) on April 21, 1992 for its association with Mr. Harding and his wonderful photographic accomplishments. The building the studio occupied stands as evidence and inspiration for younger generations of the paths forged and accomplishments made by pioneers of an earlier era.
Three bracketed photos were taken with a handheld Nikon D7200 and combined with Photomatix Pro to create this HDR image. Additional adjustments were made in Photoshop CS6.
"For I know the plans I have for you", declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." ~Jeremiah 29:11
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Let us look for secret things somewhere in the world on the blue shore of silence or where the storm has passed rampaging like a train.
There the faint signs are left, coins of time and water, debris, celestial ash and the irreplaceable rapture of sharing in the labour of solitude in the sand.
Pablo Neruda
press L, it's much nicer... :)
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and you can listen to this:
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be your own beloved. day 1. going to meet me. always late...
"Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark, in the hopeless swamps of the approximate, the not-quite, the not-yet, the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish, in lonely frustration for the life you deserved, but have never been able to reach. Check your road and the nature of your battle. The world you desired can be won. It exists, it is real, it is possible, it is yours"
Ayn Rand
I discovered to my surprise today that through the hole of 2024 I have not uploaded a single image. This is, though unacceptable to me, understandable, as not only have I spent much of this year working on a large but highly personal photographic project, but it has also been a year of great trials, emotional upheaval, self discovery, and trauma.
It seems fitting then that this first upload of the year comes quite close to the start of the story which lead into the struggle.
This image was taken at the end of 2019. I had taken on some short term work, as I required a financial boost, but was committed long term to working freelance. This job however, did not go well. At the time, I was in the beginnings of a budding long distance relationship, but one in which the other half was extremely tentative, which was causing me great stress, on-top of which I was struggling with a seemingly undiagnosable health issue. All this lead to my being brought into an office where a man whom I had never had contact with told me that he was the man in charge and that I was working too slowly for his liking. He then proceeded to show that there were cameras on us at all times (which I was unaware of) and that I had "wasted time" taking off my coat.
It took me far longer to work out that this was not worth the effort than I am proud of. After about five minutes of returning to work, I could take no more, and left, having a family member collect me, as I was too distressed to drive.
All this to say, I saw this extraordinary and terrible site on the way home, and knew that to exorcise the experience of that evening from my mind, I had to get the image. I raced home and got my camera, only to race back, now on foot and capture the image of this blaze.
My efforts were not wholly in vain. The image was shortly thereafter, used in the local press. It is perhaps such small victories which carry us through our toughest times.
I hope this blog like style of writing to accompany my images is something which you can all engage with, as I intend to do more of it as I upload this year. Given that I have so many images over the last five years yet to share, it seems sensible to reminisce as I go. I have many more projects underway to share, and I greatly appreciate any and all support.
(I want express my deepest, though late, sympathy for the owners of the barn, who were the victims of this fire. I hope the issue was resolved quickly and has not caused any lasting or irreplaceable damage.)
Höfði built in 1909, and best known as the location for the 1986 Reykjavík Summit meeting of President Ronald Reagan of the United States and General Secretary Mikhail Gorbachev of the Soviet Union. This meeting was an important step towards ending of the Cold War. Within the building, the flags of the United States and the Soviet Union are cross-hung to commemorate the meeting.
The house was built in 1909 and is located at Félagstún. It was initially built for the French consul in Iceland, Jean-Paul Brillouin, and was the exclusive residence of poet and businessman Einar Benediktsson (1864–1940) for twelve years (1913–1925). From 1925 to 1937 painter Louisa Matthíasdóttir grew up in the house since her family resided there.
In the 1940s and 1950s, it was home to the British Embassy in Reykjavík. The city of Reykjavík purchased the house in 1958, and restored it. From then on it has been used for formal receptions and festive occasions.
On 25 September 2009, on the building's 100th birthday, Höfði was damaged in a fire. All irreplaceable artifacts were saved.
In 2015, Einar Benediktsson's statue, by Ásmundur Sveinsson, was moved to a spot near Höfði house.
The house, which shows the influence of Jugendstil, was prefabricated in Norway, shipped to Iceland and erected in 1909 for the French consul, before permission for the house had been granted by the city planning department.[5] At the time of construction it was the largest private estate in the city.
Before the house was built, the site was used to make the first radio communications between Iceland and the outside world on 26 June 1905, when contact was made with Poldhu in Cornwall, UK, with a Marconi antenna. The effort was instigated by poet Einar Benediktsson. The antenna was in use until October 1906.
Local legend
The memoirs of one of the earliest occupants of Höfði state that the house is inhabited by the spirit of a young woman. Accounts vary on who she is but most commonly she is either a suicide or drowning victim. John Greenway, who inhabited the house in 1952, insisted that it be sold and the British consulate moved elsewhere, because of what he called "bumps in the night". He even applied for special permission from the Foreign Office to do so. That same year the house was sold back to the Icelandic government.
Popular local legends differ from the accounts of the house's inhabitants; the most popular of which is that the house is a Viking burial site. For this reason, locals say the liquor cabinet of the house is frequently raided by spirits.
The legend has even gained recognition by the Foreign Ministry, who have officially stated that "We do not confirm or deny that the Höfði has a ghost.
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Today is International Day of Happiness. I was personally very happy to find my old journal that i started when i was in school. I used to carry this with me everywhere and jot down ideas for concepts, things i wanted to shoot (either for school or not), inspirations. The particular pages in the image on the right show my notes and "mind map" for a school assignment that ultimately generated one of my favorite images: this photo of Patrick.
Nowadays, i make notes wherever i am in the fantastic and irreplaceable Evernote, but there's something about the physical act of writing/sketching on paper that electronic devices will never replace. Maybe i'll start carrying a notebook again...
Be happy today!!!
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Schloss Mirow wurde ab etwa 1709 als Witwensitz für Herzogin Christiane Aemilie Anthonie von Mecklenburg-Strelitz errichtet. Baumeister war Joachim Borchmann. Im Herzen des Baus hat sich der hochbarocke Festsaal des italienischen Stuckateurs Giovanni Battista Clerici in seiner ganzen Pracht erhalten. Kaum ein Besucher würde bei der äußeren Bescheidenheit des Schlosses solch einen fulminanten Saal erwarten. Zu den unerwartet prachtvollen Raumkunstwerken gehören auch jene des friderizianischen Rokokos. Der Eintritt Preußens in den Siebenjährigen Krieg verursachte in dem benachbarten Königreich einen fast völligen Stillstand der baulichen Aktivitäten. Die Künstler suchten nun anderswo nach neuen Aufträgen. Dieser historische Umstand führte dazu, dass in Mirow eine zweite Umgestaltungsphase unter Herzogin Elisabeth Albertine begann, die von 1756 bis 1761 ihr Appartement mit originären friderizianischen Innenraumdekorationen von höchster Qualität ausstatten ließ.
Für die Kulturgeschichte ist das Gebäude ein Schatz von unersetzlichem Wert. Die Region des ehemaligen Herzogtums Mecklenburg-Strelitz hat nämlich dramatische Verluste im 20. Jahrhundert erlitten: Das Residenzschloss in Neustrelitz wurde im Jahr 1945 ausradiert. Im selben Jahr fiel auch das Neubrandenburger Palais der Zerstörung anheim. Die ehemalige Sommerresidenz Hohenzieritz hat kriegsbedingt im Inneren bis auf wenige Überbleibsel ihren fürstlichen Glanz verloren. Das Untere Schloss in Mirow brannte schon im 19. Jahrhundert vollständig aus. Somit ist das Obere Schloss das letzte und einzige Denkmal überhaupt, in dem sich die herzogliche Wohnkultur der Mecklenburg-Strelitzer Dynastie erhalten hat.
Trotz der idyllischen Abgeschiedenheit reicht die Bedeutung des Schlosses weit über Mecklenburg-Vorpommern hinaus – bis in die ganze Welt hinein. Die berühmteste Schlossbewohnerin ist Queen Charlotte, die von ihrem Gemahl König Georg III. von Großbritannien „mein Schatz aus Strelitz“ genannt wurde. Nach ihr wurden die Millionenstadt Charlotte in den USA und viele Landmarken weltweit benannt. Aber auch die beliebte Paradiesvogelblume, die Strelitzie, verdankt ihren Namen dem einstigen Mirower Lottchen. Ihr Bruder Adolph Friedrich IV. kam als Fritz Reuters schräger Herzog „Dörchläuchting“ zu zweifelhaftem Ruhm und ihre Nichte Luise sollte die berühmteste aller preußischen Königinnen werden Nach 1761, dem Tod von Herzogin Elisabeth Albertine, kam der Hof nur noch zu Beerdigungen nach Mirow. Nach dem ersten Weltkrieg und der Enteignung der herzoglichen Familie wurde der Bau museal genutzt, später wurde das Schloss Dienststelle der Wehrmacht. Eine erste Renovierung des langsam verfallenden Schlosses gab es 1953, als es zu einem Altersheim umgewandelt wurde, das bis Ende der 1970-er Jahre bestand. Von der Geschichte des Hauses, seiner Bewohners und seiner Rettung nach der Wende von 1989 erzählt eine moderne Ausstellung.im Erdgeschoss
Nach dem Schlossbesuch lockt die Ruhe im Park. Auf geschwungenen Wegen, am Ufer des Sees, in barocken Alleen oder auf der Liebesinsel lässt es sich herrlich lustwandeln. Hier verbindet sich das Naturerlebnis mit den Spuren der Vergangenheit auf idyllische Art und Weise. Schloss und Park Mirow sind Teil eines ganzen Ensembles auf der Schlossinsel. Hier gibt es noch zwei weitere architektonische Höhepunkte: das Renaissancetorhaus und die Johanniterkirche, zu der auch die Familiengruft des Strelitzer Herzogshauses gehört. Im barocken Kavalierhaus gegenüber dem Schloss befinden sich ein Welcome Center und ein Café.
www.mv-schloesser.de/de/willkommen-auf-schloss-mirow/
Mirow Palace was built from around 1709 as a widow's residence for Duchess Christiane Aemilie Anthonie of Mecklenburg-Strelitz. The architect was Joachim Borchmann. At the heart of the building, the Baroque banqueting hall by Italian stucco artist Giovanni Battista Clerici has been preserved in all its splendour. Given the outward modesty of the palace, hardly any visitor would expect such a magnificent hall. The unexpectedly splendid works of interior art include those of the Frederician Rococo period. Prussia's entry into the Seven Years' War brought building activities in the neighbouring kingdom to an almost complete standstill. Artists now looked elsewhere for new commissions. This historical circumstance led to the beginning of a second remodelling phase in Mirow under Duchess Elisabeth Albertine, who had her flat furnished with original Frederician interior decorations of the highest quality from 1756 to 1761.
The building is a treasure of irreplaceable value for cultural history. The region of the former Duchy of Mecklenburg-Strelitz suffered dramatic losses in the 20th century: The residential palace in Neustrelitz was wiped out in 1945. In the same year, the palace in Neubrandenburg was also destroyed. The former summer residence in Hohenzieritz lost all but a few remnants of its princely splendour during the war. The Lower Palace in Mirow burnt down completely in the 19th century. This makes the Upper Palace the last and only monument to the ducal residential culture of the Mecklenburg-Strelitz dynasty.
Despite its idyllic seclusion, the castle's significance extends far beyond todays state of Mecklenburg-Western Pomerania - all over the world. The most famous resident of the castle was Queen Charlotte, who was called "my treasure from Strelitz" by her husband King George III of Great Britain. The metropolis of Charlotte in the USA and many landmarks around the world were named after her. The popular bird of paradise flower, the Strelitzia, also owes its name to the former Charlotte from Mirow. Her brother Adolph Friedrich IV achieved dubious fame as Fritz Reuter's (a 19th century novelist writing in the Low German language) quirky duke "Dörchläuchting " (a half affectionate, half mocking Low German way of saying Serene Highness) and her niece Luise was to become the most famous of all Prussian queens. After 1761, the death of Duchess Elisabeth Albertine, the court only came to Mirow for funerals. After the First World War and the expropriation of the ducal family, the building was used as a museum and later became a Wehrmacht office. The slowly decaying palace underwent its first renovation in 1953 when it was converted into a retirement home, which remained in existence until 1978. A modern exhibition on the ground floor tells the story of the house, its residents and its rescue after the fall of communism in 1989.
After visiting the palace, the tranquillity of the park beckons. Take a leisurely stroll along the winding paths, along the shores of the lake, along Baroque avenues or on the Island of Love. Here, the experience of nature is combined with traces of the past in an idyllic way. Mirow Palace and Park are part of a whole ensemble on Palace Island. There are two other architectural highlights here: the Renaissance gatehouse and the Church of the Order of St. John, which also houses the family crypt of the Mecklenburg-Strelitz ducal family. The Baroque Cavalier house opposite the Palace houses a Welcome Centre and a café.
La Biblioteca del Parlamento en Ottawa (Canadá) es un hito en su país, tanto así que adorna la parte posterior de un billete de dólar canadiense. El edificio se inspiró en la sala de lectura del Museo Británico. La sala de lectura principal tiene un techo abovedado que complementa las paredes y las columnas de pino blanco con tallas de gran detalle de flores, máscaras, texturas y criaturas míticas. La colección de la Biblioteca se compone de más de 600.000 artículos y está a cargo de 300 empleados.
El 3 de febrero de 1916, hacia las 21 horas, se inició un incendio de poca envergadura en la sala de lectura del edificio central. Creció rápidamente hasta convertirse en un fuego devastador que se cobró 7 vidas y no dejó en pie más que una estructura carbonizada, con excepción del ala noroeste y la biblioteca, que se salvaron del incendio. Si uno de los empleados no hubiera cerrado a tiempo las puertas de hierro de la biblioteca miles de obras irremplazables también se hubieran perdido.
La Bibliothèque du Parlement à Ottawa (Canada) est une étape importante dans votre pays, si bien que orne le dos d'un billet du dollar canadien. Le bâtiment a été inspiré par la salle de lecture du British Museum. La salle de lecture principale a un plafond voûté qui complète les murs et les colonnes de pin blanc, avec des sculptures magnifiquement détaillés de fleurs, des masques et des créatures mythiques textures. La collection de la bibliothèque se compose de plus de 600.000 articles et est en charge de 300 employés.
Le 3 Février, 1916, à 21 h, un feu a commencé à faible
l'échelle dans la salle de lecture du bâtiment principal. Il a rapidement grandi
devenir un incendie dévastateur qui a fait sept morts et laissé debout plus d'une
la structure carbonisée, à l'exception de l'aile
Nord-Ouest et de la bibliothèque, qui ont été sauvés
feu. Si l'un des employés avait pas fermé dans le temps les portes de fer
bibliothèque de milliers d'œuvres irremplaçables ont également été perdus.
The Library of Parliament in Ottawa (Canada) is a milestone in your country, so much so that adorns the back of a Canadian dollar bill. The building was inspired by the reading room of the British Museum. The main reading room has a vaulted ceiling that complements the walls and columns of white pine with beautifully detailed carvings of flowers, masks and mythical creatures textures. The library collection consists of over 600,000 items and is in charge of 300 employees.
On February 3, 1916, at 21 am, a fire started low
scale in the reading room of the main building. It quickly grew
become a devastating fire that claimed seven lives and left standing more than a
charred structure, except for the wing
Northwest and the library, which were saved
fire. If one of the employees had not closed in time the iron gates
library of thousands of irreplaceable works have also been lost.
“In order to be irreplaceable one must always be different” – Coco Chanel
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Bow Lake is a small lake in western Alberta, Canada. It is located on the Bow River, in the Canadian Rockies, at an altitude of 1920 m.
The lake lies south of the Bow Summitt, east of the Waputik Range (views including Wapta Icefield, Bow Glacier, Bow Peak, Mount Thompson, Crowfoot Glacier and Crowfoot Mountain) and west of the Dolomite Pass, Dolomite Peak and Cirque Peak.
Bow Lake is one of the lakes that line the Icefields Parkway in Banff National Park and Jasper National Park, other such lakes being Hector Lake, Lake Louise, Peyto Lake, Mistaya Lake, Waterfowl Lakes, Chephren Lake and Sunwapta Lake.
Bow Lake is the closest lake to the headwaters of Bow River, and has a total area of 3.21 km²
This is one of the many lakes on the highway between Banff and Jasper. The turquiose coloured waters are typical of the numerous spectacular lakes that are on this route.
To travel the Icefields Parkway is to experience one of Canada's national treasures and most rewarding destinations. Stretching 232km (144mi.) through the heart of the Canadian Rocky Mountain Parks World Heritage Site, this world-class journey offers access to a vast wilderness of pristine mountain lakes, ancient glaciers and broad sweeping valleys. This special travel route winds its way through two national parks, boasting a unique and irreplaceable landscape rich in history and natural beauty second to none.
‘The cemeteries are full of irreplaceable people, all of whom have been replaced.’ (Georges Clemenceau)
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EXPLORE. September 11, 2008
Love
Trust
Integrity
Friendship
Life
Friendship
Integrity
Trust
Love
~ All are
irreplaceable.
Therefore
not to be taken
for granted.
My Flickr friends ~
if you are in my contact list.
You are a cherished friend.
You are irreplaceable...
This is how important you are
to this traveling man...
And just like the strands of this spinner
we all are in this
together.
"You hear strange whisperings among the tree tops, as if the giants were taking counsel together. One after another, nodding and swaying, calling and replying, spreads the news, until all with one accord break forth into glorious song, welcoming the first grand snowstorm of the year...."
--- John Muir
This image told me to post it, quite without any warning, so I am a bit at a loss for anything much to add in terms of wordage. I was browsing through one of my folders, looking at thumbnails, seeing what was what, making sure everybody was behaving themselves and this one jumped at me. I have three (or so I thought) good shots in this series, two of which I have posted so far, and this one now makes four. Honestly I forgot I ever even took such a photo. Looking at it now, I recognize it as one I took and remember when and where, but this is a shot that never stuck with me. Good thing I at least scanned it in, otherwise I may or may not have ever found it and brought it to the light of day. I tell fellow photographers this quite a bit, to constantly at decent intervals go spelunking back through your old photos, see where you have been and what you have done. You will no doubt find some forgotten gems. See, usually we like to look at our photos right away. The need for instant gratification and to relive those places we just were is often too much to resist. This is also an area where digital photography can be a bit dangerous, but more on that in a moment. Anyway, we tend to look at our photos if not the same day or the next, at least within the week. The anticipation, the excitement, we just have to. Yippee, new photos. At the same time though, when we look at photos while we have the memories of those places and moments so fresh, we judge those photos with a different set of criteria and sometimes this causes otherwise great photos to be sifted through because they do not have what we were looking for at that moment. This happens to me a great deal. I shoot, play with my favorites, move on and shoot more. Every six months or so I go back and look through old prints and sure enough suddenly I have a new appreciation for photos I previously had passed up. Sometimes I even end up liking them better than others from the same roll that made the initial cut.
I warn about digital here, because it is so easy to delete photos. Usually a couple of button presses and that file is gone forever. And which photos get deleted? Well of course the ones we don't like.... at that time. But what about later? How many of those photos that get wiped away to nothing may have proven of worth at some later point in time in some currently unimaginable way. For me this is one advantage of working in a photo lab, because everything gets printed, every roll, every negative. And I keep all those prints. Sure they stack up, but that is what closets are for, right? Hehe ahem hmmm... Even the digital images I shoot though, I keep everything. Even the blurry or out of focus shots, sometimes I like those the best. You just never know when your aesthetics might shift, or a building is demolished and that previously mundane shot you took of it has new meaning, or a relative passes away and that slightly underexposed shot of them eating turkey at Thanksgiving becomes an irreplaceable image. Keep everything, delete and throw away nothing, and brush the dust off of those old prints now and then and go back through your photographs. They do after all represent moments you have lived and breathed, and hopefully good ones at that. Remind yourself, you never know what you will find.
Ok, so maybe I did think of something to say... ;-) I just have to say, I love the curve of the hill from left to right in this photo.
Schloss Mirow wurde ab etwa 1709 als Witwensitz für Herzogin Christiane Aemilie Anthonie von Mecklenburg-Strelitz errichtet. Baumeister war Joachim Borchmann. Im Herzen des Baus hat sich der hochbarocke Festsaal des italienischen Stuckateurs Giovanni Battista Clerici in seiner ganzen Pracht erhalten. Kaum ein Besucher würde bei der äußeren Bescheidenheit des Schlosses solch einen fulminanten Saal erwarten. Zu den unerwartet prachtvollen Raumkunstwerken gehören auch jene des friderizianischen Rokokos. Der Eintritt Preußens in den Siebenjährigen Krieg verursachte in dem benachbarten Königreich einen fast völligen Stillstand der baulichen Aktivitäten. Die Künstler suchten nun anderswo nach neuen Aufträgen. Dieser historische Umstand führte dazu, dass in Mirow eine zweite Umgestaltungsphase unter Herzogin Elisabeth Albertine begann, die von 1756 bis 1761 ihr Appartement mit originären friderizianischen Innenraumdekorationen von höchster Qualität ausstatten ließ.
Für die Kulturgeschichte ist das Gebäude ein Schatz von unersetzlichem Wert. Die Region des ehemaligen Herzogtums Mecklenburg-Strelitz hat nämlich dramatische Verluste im 20. Jahrhundert erlitten: Das Residenzschloss in Neustrelitz wurde im Jahr 1945 ausradiert. Im selben Jahr fiel auch das Neubrandenburger Palais der Zerstörung anheim. Die ehemalige Sommerresidenz Hohenzieritz hat kriegsbedingt im Inneren bis auf wenige Überbleibsel ihren fürstlichen Glanz verloren. Das Untere Schloss in Mirow brannte schon im 19. Jahrhundert vollständig aus. Somit ist das Obere Schloss das letzte und einzige Denkmal überhaupt, in dem sich die herzogliche Wohnkultur der Mecklenburg-Strelitzer Dynastie erhalten hat.
Trotz der idyllischen Abgeschiedenheit reicht die Bedeutung des Schlosses weit über Mecklenburg-Vorpommern hinaus – bis in die ganze Welt hinein. Die berühmteste Schlossbewohnerin ist Queen Charlotte, die von ihrem Gemahl König Georg III. von Großbritannien „mein Schatz aus Strelitz“ genannt wurde. Nach ihr wurden die Millionenstadt Charlotte in den USA und viele Landmarken weltweit benannt. Aber auch die beliebte Paradiesvogelblume, die Strelitzie, verdankt ihren Namen dem einstigen Mirower Lottchen. Ihr Bruder Adolph Friedrich IV. kam als Fritz Reuters schräger Herzog „Dörchläuchting“ zu zweifelhaftem Ruhm und ihre Nichte Luise sollte die berühmteste aller preußischen Königinnen werden Nach 1761, dem Tod von Herzogin Elisabeth Albertine, kam der Hof nur noch zu Beerdigungen nach Mirow. Nach dem ersten Weltkrieg und der Enteignung der herzoglichen Familie wurde der Bau museal genutzt, später wurde das Schloss Dienststelle der Wehrmacht. Eine erste Renovierung des langsam verfallenden Schlosses gab es 1953, als es zu einem Altersheim umgewandelt wurde, das bis Ende der 1970-er Jahre bestand. Von der Geschichte des Hauses, seiner Bewohners und seiner Rettung nach der Wende von 1989 erzählt eine moderne Ausstellung.im Erdgeschoss
Nach dem Schlossbesuch lockt die Ruhe im Park. Auf geschwungenen Wegen, am Ufer des Sees, in barocken Alleen oder auf der Liebesinsel lässt es sich herrlich lustwandeln. Hier verbindet sich das Naturerlebnis mit den Spuren der Vergangenheit auf idyllische Art und Weise. Schloss und Park Mirow sind Teil eines ganzen Ensembles auf der Schlossinsel. Hier gibt es noch zwei weitere architektonische Höhepunkte: das Renaissancetorhaus und die Johanniterkirche, zu der auch die Familiengruft des Strelitzer Herzogshauses gehört. Im barocken Kavalierhaus gegenüber dem Schloss befinden sich ein Welcome Center und ein Café.
www.mv-schloesser.de/de/willkommen-auf-schloss-mirow/
Mirow Palace was built from around 1709 as a widow's residence for Duchess Christiane Aemilie Anthonie of Mecklenburg-Strelitz. The architect was Joachim Borchmann. At the heart of the building, the Baroque banqueting hall by Italian stucco artist Giovanni Battista Clerici has been preserved in all its splendour. Given the outward modesty of the palace, hardly any visitor would expect such a magnificent hall. The unexpectedly splendid works of interior art include those of the Frederician Rococo period. Prussia's entry into the Seven Years' War brought building activities in the neighbouring kingdom to an almost complete standstill. Artists now looked elsewhere for new commissions. This historical circumstance led to the beginning of a second remodelling phase in Mirow under Duchess Elisabeth Albertine, who had her flat furnished with original Frederician interior decorations of the highest quality from 1756 to 1761.
The building is a treasure of irreplaceable value for cultural history. The region of the former Duchy of Mecklenburg-Strelitz suffered dramatic losses in the 20th century: The residential palace in Neustrelitz was wiped out in 1945. In the same year, the palace in Neubrandenburg was also destroyed. The former summer residence in Hohenzieritz lost all but a few remnants of its princely splendour during the war. The Lower Palace in Mirow burnt down completely in the 19th century. This makes the Upper Palace the last and only monument to the ducal residential culture of the Mecklenburg-Strelitz dynasty.
Despite its idyllic seclusion, the castle's significance extends far beyond todays state of Mecklenburg-Western Pomerania - all over the world. The most famous resident of the castle was Queen Charlotte, who was called "my treasure from Strelitz" by her husband King George III of Great Britain. The metropolis of Charlotte in the USA and many landmarks around the world were named after her. The popular bird of paradise flower, the Strelitzia, also owes its name to the former Charlotte from Mirow. Her brother Adolph Friedrich IV achieved dubious fame as Fritz Reuter's (a 19th century novelist writing in the Low German language) quirky duke "Dörchläuchting " (a half affectionate, half mocking Low German way of saying Serene Highness) and her niece Luise was to become the most famous of all Prussian queens. After 1761, the death of Duchess Elisabeth Albertine, the court only came to Mirow for funerals. After the First World War and the expropriation of the ducal family, the building was used as a museum and later became a Wehrmacht office. The slowly decaying palace underwent its first renovation in 1953 when it was converted into a retirement home, which remained in existence until 1978. A modern exhibition on the ground floor tells the story of the house, its residents and its rescue after the fall of communism in 1989.
After visiting the palace, the tranquillity of the park beckons. Take a leisurely stroll along the winding paths, along the shores of the lake, along Baroque avenues or on the Island of Love. Here, the experience of nature is combined with traces of the past in an idyllic way. Mirow Palace and Park are part of a whole ensemble on Palace Island. There are two other architectural highlights here: the Renaissance gatehouse and the Church of the Order of St. John, which also houses the family crypt of the Mecklenburg-Strelitz ducal family. The Baroque Cavalier house opposite the Palace houses a Welcome Centre and a café.
Return to innocence... after a life of continuous uncertainty, frustrations, painful trials, irreplaceable losses, ephemeral moments of lucidity, small pieces of happiness, endless journeys, returning to innocence, to lost childhood can be an impossible task… but a beautiful dream
Gouache on stretched canvas 24x30cm.
BBC News 24 - Paris 15-04-2019
A tragedy. In this live BBC TV feed it appears that the entire wooden and slate roof has been lost.
It looks like there's enough of the cathedral left for it to be reconstructed. However, many priceless and irreplaceable artifacts will no doubt have been lost forever.
www.nytimes.com/2019/04/15/world/europe/notre-dame-fire-w...
How the fire spread:
www.nytimes.com/interactive/2019/04/15/world/europe/paris...
Hear Elvis Presley
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A tribute to Elvis Presley, who still lives on in the memory and hearts of millions of his admirers and fans all over the world - irreplaceable as ever, and very much alive in his unique iconic style.