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Castellet i la Gornal, Barcelona (Spain).
ENGLISH
The castle of Castellet is located in the municipality of Castellet i la Gornal in the Alt Penedès area, south of Barcelona and just a few kilometres from Sitges and Vilanova i la Geltrú. It was one of the fortresses which, around the year 1000, formed the frontier between the Spanish Marches (modern-day Catalonia) and Al-Andalus, which in those days covered the rest of the Iberian peninsula, one of a dense network of castles and towers for the defence of the frontier with the Muslim territories.
The first reference to the castle dates back to a document from the year 977. The fortress was of major strategic importance until the 16th century. Over these centuries the control of the site alternated between several houses of feudal lords, the counts of Barcelona (in the 11th century) and the crown of Catalonia-Aragon (in the 15th century). From then onwards, the castle went through successive periods of decadence until it fell into ruin.
Between 1928 and 1930 the castle underwent partial restoration work, covering the structures of the central and western parts. The southern part was not affected by this work, which formed its profile today. After so many years the castle was declared a cultural site of national interest, but this was not enough to ensure the preservation of the fortress.
Source: www.fundcastelletdelfoix.org/eng/fundabertis/fa_sede.php
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CASTELLANO
El castillo de Castellet se encuentra en Castellet i la Gornal (Alt Penedès), al sur de Barcelona y a pocos kilómetros de Sitges y Vilanova i la Geltrú. Ésta fue una de las fortalezas que hacia el año 1000 definían el límite entre la Marca Hispánica (actual Cataluña) con el Al-Andalus (entonces resto de la península) y que constituían una densa red de castillos y torres para la defensa de la frontera con los musulmanes.
La primera referencia documental conocida del castillo data del año 977. La fortaleza tuvo una gran importancia estratégica hasta el siglo XVI. En estos siglos la posesión del inmueble alternó entre varios linajes de feudatarios, los condes de Barcelona (siglo XI) y la Corona Catalana-aragonesa (siglo XV). A partir de ese momento, el castillo fue encadenando periodos de decadencia hasta llegar al estado de ruina.
Entre 1928 y 1930 se realizó una restauración parcial de la fortaleza, que comprendió las estructuras de la parte central y de poniente. La parte sur no se vio modificada en estos trabajos, que determinaron su actual perfil. Al cabo de los años el castillo fue declarado bien cultural de interés nacional, pero eso tampoco garantizaba la conservación de la fortaleza.
Fuente: www.fundcastelletdelfoix.org/es/fundabertis/fa_sede.php
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During the Jazz Age:
Jessamyn, who worked as a cook in Daisy Buchanan's English estate, longed to be reunited with her daughter Cilla as much as Cilla yearned to be with her. The year that Cilla had spent in Switzerland getting medical treatment had seemed like an eternity to Jessamyn. She often imagined seeing her little girl.
And now, here she was! Back in England!
"I love you so much, my little Cilla," Jessamyn said as tears rolled down her cheeks.
"I love you, Mummy," Cilla answered in a soft voice.
Their journey through life together was renewed, with many unexpected twists and turns in store...
56 302 "PECO - Railway Modeller" powers out of Newcastle Central towards the Norman Keep of Nova Castria with 6S31, a 1600 ton ballast train from Doncaster Decoy heading for Millerhill yard.
16th January 2025
September 5th, 2011
Collected seashells today. I really like what I found. Those two rainbow ones in the bottom left are among my favorites.
A little book I'm making for my Ideation and Process class at school. It contains things I want to remember when I'm older and give to my daughter when I have one.
#26 of 116 Keepsake.
A Christmas decoration from the 1950s. Comes out every year to remind me of home.
My baby shoes, and my toddler picture in my front yard. These may be the shoes in the shot, but not certain, but considering I am child seven of eight, it is astonishing that my mother kept these for me.
52 Weeks of 2026 Creative Shoes
on my bed...I have had this cat for almost 28 years. My mom made if for me and we have pictures of me with it when I was one yr old. I think it used to have a dress that is long gone now...I'm just impressed that both eyes are still intact.
Front cover of "School Years," a keepsake book that covered my progression from kindergarten to 12th grade, 1982-1995, containing pictures, report cards, school projects, etc.
Found this keepsake box at Daiso for $2. It's covered with a diamond patterned paper. The embossing is subtle enough to accept quilling pieces easily.
craftingcreatures.blogspot.com/2011/08/quilled-butterfly-...
"I can't get used to living here
While my heart is broke, my tears I cry for you..."*
As the sun streams through the window on the day after Bastille Day, Wyn is surrounded by shadows and light, a juxtaposition that reflects her mood. Her family thinks of Wyn as their little angel because of her positive and hopeful attitude. Yet, after the latest of what seems like a steady outburst of national and international tragedies, even an angel can feel dejected.
Wyn contemplates a medal that she has come across from St. Patrick's Cathedral in New York and contemplates the words engraved on it: "Guardian angel, protect me."
These words play over and over in her mind as images haunt her:
The man sitting on the ground next to the covered body of a child...*
The babydoll laying next to the covered body of the child who loved it...*
The drawing of the babydoll crying as she touches the lifeless hand of the child who had treasured her companionship...**
*"Photograph" written by George Harrison, recorded by Ringo Starr
*Photos taken the aftermath of the Bastille Day massacre
***Cartoon tribute to Bastille Day victims reprinted in The Telegraph
My great uncle received this box while serving overseas during WW1.
Decorative brass tin sent by Princess Mary to members of the British, Colonial and Indian Armed Forces for Christmas 1914. Over 426,000 of these tins were distributed to those serving on Christmas Day 1914. The tins were filled with various items including tobacco, confectionary, spices, pencils, a Christmas card and a picture of the princess.
The idea was the initiative of Princess Mary, the 17-year-old daughter of King George V and Queen Mary. Princess Mary organised a public appeal which raised the funds to ensure that 'every Sailor afloat and every Soldier at the front' received a Christmas present.
Due to the strong public support for the gift, which saw £162,591 12s 5d raised, the eligibility for the gift was widened to include every person 'wearing the King's uniform on Christmas Day 1914', about 2,620,019 servicemen and women.
Cotton swatch for fabric collection Postal Romance/Heather
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The greatest, neatest, sweetest most precious, perfectly put together and heart palpitating piece of wonderful Christmas decor I have ever bought or laid my eyes on! Handmade by the honey hearted Jennifer Hayslip of eyecandycreations! ~ Thank you Jenn!!! ~
at the end of the each school year my son's class was given a little elephant from their teacher Renata. I think she was the best teacher he had in a primary school.a
P.S. using my new bird feeder/candleholder in the background :)
My mother handed me a brown crumpled grocery bag and said, “This is for you.” Keepsakes are handed out like this in my family. I keep telling myself it is part of the charm. In truth, it feels more like an illegal exchange. Inside was the rolling pin and I knew immediately whose it was. I had seen it used my entire life and yet if I dusted it for prints the owner’s would not be found. They had been worn into the wood long ago, an estimated 85 years of celebrations and sorrows rolled out into cookies and pies. My grandmother was proud of the fact she had no fingerprints. Just soft pads remained and to her that proved she had lived life right. She’d show me her fingertips with a smile but made it known she never wanted me to wear mine off. The fact I didn’t have to was another one of her accomplishments.
My grandmother prayed everyday NOT to make it to 100. She died at 99 years 11 months. She wasn’t depressed and was really quite spry, she just had an aversion to having to use 3 numbers to define her age. “It’s time to go.” she would say in her thick Swiss accent. “I don’t know anyone anymore.” I, being in my early thirties, would cheerily say – “you know me!” She would roll her eyes. I didn’t understand and it would take me years to grasp – it was her peers she missed. She finally passed one night in her chair without much ado. I know once freed of her aged body she sprinted for the bright, white light with all her might. The long distance runner finally seeing the finish line.
I like to use her rolling pin. I admit I don’t bake as much as she did. When I do, it reminds me of her and there is a warmth in my heart.