Machinery Ephemera
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A day when wild winds blew clouds scampering across the wet sands. We have wild winds forecast again today, so hope there'll be some clouds to chase. I have a painting to do this morning for my granddaughter so may have to wait to chase the clouds . Machineries of Joy is by British Sea Power
A good sunny day today so a long walk down the coast followed by a great gig in Cardiff watching British Sea Power, what could be better. Machineries of Joy is perfect, the wild coast and a wild night, the song is by British Sea Power.
i dont know what this is or how old it is,its been in this field for a long time,buncrana county donegal
As it's Valentines day , I thought I'd better post something a little different. this is a diamond ring I made on the beach last year. machineries of joy , by British Sea Power is perfect, as making these stone sculptures gives me great joy :))
The mighty machinery cranking along to pull all the cable cars on the double daisy chain between Tung Chung and Ngong Ping Village, on Lantau Island, Hong Kong.
font: Cavalier.
texture and effects by Remember Remember.
Detail of some restored machinery at Henwood Mill.
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Isaac Bickerstaff.
There dwelt a miller, hale and bold,
Beside the river Dee;
He worked and sang from morn till night -
No lark more blithe than he;
And this the burden of his song
Forever used to be:
“I envy nobody – no, not I -
And nobody envies me!”
“Thou’rt wrong, my friend,” said good King Hal,
“As wrong as wrong can be;
For could my heart be light as thine,
I’d gladly change with thee.
And tell me now, what makes thee sing,
With voice so loud and free,
While I am sad, though I am king,
Beside the river Dee?””
The miller smiled and doffed his cap,
“I earn my bread,” quoth he;
“I love my wife, I love my friend,
I love my children three;
I owe no penny I can not pay,
I thank the river Dee,
That turns the mill that grinds the corn
That feeds my babes and me.”
“Good friend,” said Hall, and sighed the while,
“Farewell, and happy be;
But say no more, if thou’dst be true,
That no one envies thee;
Thy mealy cap is worth my crown,
Thy mill my kingdom’s fee;
Such men as thou are England’s boast,
O miller of the Dee!
The first record of a mill at Worsbrough was in the Domesday book of 1086, although the exact location of the mill along the River Dove is unknown. The oldest part of the mill standing today dates from about 1625 and forms the two storey stone building known as the Old Mill, which houses the waterwheel. Before the Mill House was built in the mid 18th century the miller and his family would have lived in the mill itself. There are large fireplaces on both the ground and first floors and the lintel over the fireplace on the first floor is inscribed with several dates and initials of the millers.
The Old Mill was probably modernised in the early 1820’s to improve its output, and in the 1840’s the New Mill was built next door. The machinery in the New Mill was powered by a steam engine and a third floor, where grain could be stored in bulk, was added.
Trade for corn and flour began to drop off towards the end of the 19th century as cheap imported wheat came in from abroad.