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This woman called me over, I went and she told me to have a go ploughing... it wasn't easy, you are bent over, the donkey knew he had a beginner behind, so he didn't keep a straight line, I really messed up her lines, but her husband watched on, took lots of photos of us with my camera and a very rare experience the women let me photograph her too!
REDEFINE the Doodle online workshop by Traci Bautista. This lesson showcases a video tutorial for this painting.
Beginner surfer starting to stand up on the surfboard during her first surf lesson in Bahia Ballena, Costa Rica with Bodhi Surf School.
365 day 335
At the mall yesterday to pick up my new glasses, I walked past the indoor ice skating rink just in time to see a class of beginning skaters at their very first lesson. Precious. Priceless!
Photoscape used to grayscale all but the boy and add the thought cloud.
film. around 06.
when i was younger and because i don't have my own piano, I used to go to the university music hall all the time and would try to teach myself to play.
ENAI SWIM offers swimming and survival skills lessons for babies and young children with real results in as little as 4 weeks. Lessonsn offered in Thibodaux and Houma, Louisiana.
ENAI ofrece clases de natacion y sobrevivencia en el agua a bebes y niños con resultados reales en tan poco como 4 semanas. Las clases las damos en Monterrey, NL, Mexico.
At school, a close view of my 3 of my daily essentials: my lesson plan book, a pencil and my camera case (one of the hundreds of things I've crocheted)... : )
Anjan then later tried her skills on making a cross, who has been trying to learn it for years now and has never achieved it until today...
At our favorite brunch hangout
Astoria New York
REDEFINE the Doodle online workshop by Traci Bautista. This video lesson explores painting and mark-making with stencils and found tools.
Spent the day at the Maryknoll Seminary in Ossining, NY. Had an appt in a.m., we had 60 degree weather so I took my sketch kit and pastel en plein air set up with me. What a gift to be outside in February AND away from the noise and dirt of the renovation. Can't really consider this one a public event as this property is as serene as can be with no visitors because it's winter. Had the place to myself. Was a special treat of a day and I'm so glad I now have sketches to remember it by.
"Riding Lessons" by Sara Gruen was an instant choice for me after I read "Water For Elephants". I will be the first to admit. I have this crazy impulsive habit of rushing out to buy every title I can find by a certain author if I love one of their books. "Water For Elephants" was one of the best books I have ever read so I searched Sara Gruen to see what else she had.
The book was beautifully written and is about a world-class equestrienne who was in a tragic accident with her horse at age 18. After the accident, she vowed to never get on a horse again. Many years later, Annemarie's husband leaves her and she looks to make a new start at her dying father's horse farm. She struggles with her teenager daughter, her parents, and her memories of her riding career.
For the group: The 25 Book Challenge for 2011
photo: cyclone meena gathers strength as it nears the cook islands.
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What lessons can we learn from the latest cyclone season?
Possibly the first is that we do not seem to be learning anything.
We live in the world tropical zone.
There are cyclones nearly every year.
Most years the country is lucky.
Some years we are not.
Over any 100 year period, there may be three or four years when we can be very unlucky.
The worst year of the last century was 1997 when 19 died, in Manihiki, during cyclone Martin.
No one died this year.
In fact, we got off quite lightly. Pukapuka was devastated, but no one drowned.
Light damage means big dollars, however.
According to government, eight percent of all rooms were knocked out by cyclones, five in as many weeks.
Eight percent may not seem high.
Most of that eight per cent is made up of premium waterfront rooms, from which the industry earns top dollars and bookings.
Latest statistics show occupation rates of around 60 to 70%.
Take your cyclone-gutted rooms from that total and the percentage rises to 11% or more than one in ten of the country's top producing rooms. Let's give a big discount and say each of those rooms were worth $100 a night. That comes to about $16,000 a night lost revenues, or $112,000 a week. Give about three months for those rooms to get back to full capacity and we are talking a minimum total loss of $1,456,000.
And yet authorities continue to allow properties to erect rock walls that have been proven, over and over again, not to work. In fact, rock walls are against the wall as they have a negative impact on the environment. No one wants to enforce those laws.
What will happen when we get hit by the big one?
Another, more worrying, example.
At the height of Cyclone Meena, about 20 people were praying for their lives aboard a small trading ship.
By some miracle, they made it through alive. It could easily have resulted in as many deaths as Cyclone Martin, three years into a new century instead of ninety seven.
What was the ship doing there?
Why was it allowed to sail straight into the cyclone zone?
What warnings were given by authorities?
If any, why were those warnings ignored?
Why has there been no inquiry or prosecution?
Risking the lives of 20 people would seem to be good cause to hold an inquiry. In fact, it might be a good idea to call a commission of inquiry. Then repeat that inquiry every year, tasking it to recommend prosecutions against those who continually fail to wake up to the fact that we live smack, bang in the middle of a tropical cyclone zone.
Otherwise, more Cook Islanders will pay for official inaction.
With their lives.
And that's another lesson we seem to be stuck on learning, over and over again.
A religious lesson at the Mosque of Ibn Al-Arabi in Salhieh, Damascus.
Muhyiddin Ibn Arabi (1165-1240) is one of the most famous Muslim philosophers. He was born in southern Spain and lived during the golden era of openness and tolerance in Arab-ruled Andalusia. He spent years traveling around the Arab world before finally settling in Damascus, where he completed his greatest book Al-Futuhat Al-Makkiyyah (Meccan Revelations), which is an encyclopedia of Sufism (Islamic mysticism) and Sufi teachings. He was buried in Damascus; and the Mosque, pictured above, was built in his honor by Ottoman Sultan Selim I in 1516.
Throughout his life, Ibn Arabi preached tolerance among all faiths. In one of his most famous poems, he considers his heart "a center of love":
O Marvel! a garden amidst the flames.
My heart has become capable of every form:
It is a pasture for gazelles and a convent for Christian monks,
and a temple for idols and the pilgrim's Kaa'ba,
and the tables of the Torah and the book of the Quran.
I follow the religion of Love:
Whatever way Love's camels take,
that's my religion and my faith.