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post box set in wall along louisburgh road, in Killadoon, Co. Mayo. Box looks out at Atlantic, Clare Island and Inishturk. P7T logo at bottom of box.
Mifflin County. Photo by J Gallagher, Feb. 2001.
Part of the Post Mark Collectors Club (PMCC) collection.
A mooring post in Kinvarra. It can also be seen in this photo from the other side of the quay.
Not unlike a Super Mario Super Mushroom.
Guilford County. Photo by E Kalish, Aug. 2013.
Part of the Post Mark Collectors Club (PMCC) collection.
Making our way from Toledo to Pennsylvania at the end of May, we came across this old and damaged barn on Ohio route 2 in Ottawa County; the next photo shows the damaged end. Although in the same county and on the same route as the abandoned house in the preceding photos, the barn and house are not part of the same or even neighboring properties; a quick lunch and nearly 2 hours separated them. Unfortunately, the morning's overcast conditions had not yet given way to clearer, brighter weather (that happened while we were at the Marblehead Lighthouse later in the afternoon). The sign at the left corner of the barn warns that the barn is posted (so photographers and others are to keep out), so I got no interior shots.
Windham County. Photo by J Gallagher, May 2014.
Part of the Post Mark Collectors Club (PMCC) collection.
The post office in Nada was established in 1894 when William J. Engbrock, Jr. was appointed the first postmaster. The post office was located in the general store owned by his father, William Engbrock, Sr., until 1898.
Subsequent locations of the post office changed several times over the years, depending on the profession of the succeeding postmasters. Twice it was housed in the medical office and pharmacy of Dr. Francis Daehne, appointed in 1898, and Dr. John A. Halamicek, appointed in 1915. The post office returned to the general store during the terms of Joseph H. Labay, named in 1900, and Joseph J. Patter (Potter), appointed in 1903. Adolf Hruzek became postmaster in 1911 and moved the post office to his general store across the street. Appointed in 1921, Antone Lichnovsky moved the office in 1935 to his general store built near the newly constructed State Highway 71. His daughter, appointed in 1946, also served from his store. In 1953 the post office moved to the site of the postmaster's new service station and garage, where it remained for thirty years.
In 1987 a new post office facility was built here on land purchased from the Braden family.
Additional Plate; Postmasters Mary Braden, 1946; Albert Leopold, 1950; Nancy Teasdale, 1985, Sandra Frnka, 1987; Madelienne Pavlu, 1993, Sandra Frnka, 1995. (1996) (Marker No. 3554)
Frank found a spot where the neighbors cat had sprayed and decided he needed to roll on it. I decided to toss him in the bath tub. Frank takes hours to dry - that double coat holds a lot of water.
‘Post Early’, one of a series of posters for the General Post Office (GPO) in the 1950s.
Image by permission of the Henrion estate.
Try to imagine, really... try to imagine a major studio action/thriller with a big name star, anytime in the past 20 years having a poster as dynamic and unique as this. Today was the first time I came across this design and it really blew me away (no pun intended).
Today I won the fight that made me feel really bad for a long time, so now this 😁
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È in arrivo il festival rock-metal più atteso e importante dell'estate 2012! Quattro giorni, quattro headliner e tantissimi special guests: la Fiera Milano Live diventerà il posto più divertente in cui trascorrere un bel weekend di musica e divertimento!
Gli Amon Amarth sono un gruppo musicale viking-melodic death metal svedese formatosi nel 1992 a Tumba, un sobborgo di Stoccolma e capitanati dal frontman Johan Hegg.
I testi del gruppo sono ispirati alla mitologia norrena, e mostrano una spiccata avversione per il cristianesimo, visto come distruttore della religione odalista e la causa del declino dei regni pagani scandinavi.
Il gruppo, nato col nome di Scum nel 1988, all'arrivo del cantante Johan Hegg,nel 1992. cambiò sia il genere musicale (prima suonavano grindcore) che il nome: divenenro gli Amon Amarth traendo ispirazione dalla mitologia di J.R.R. Tolkien. Tale nome in lingua Sindarin significa infatti Monte Fato. Nel 1996 la band pubblicò il demo "The Arrival of the Fimbul Winter"; a esso seguì il mai commercializzato (ma pubblicato nell'edizione bonus di "Versus the World") "Thor Arise" (1994).
Con l'album "Once Sent From the Golden Hall" del 1998 (uscito nonostante litigi e disguidi con l'allora produttore degli Entombed che portarono il gruppo a cambiare studio) la loro fama crebbe a livello internazionale. In quello stesso anno parteciparono per la prima volta al Wacken e partirono per diversi tour negli USA.
• Johan Hegg - voce e compositore principale dei testi
• Olavi Mikkonen - chitarra e principale songwriter
• Johan Söderberg - chitarra
• Ted Lundström - basso
• Fredrik Andersson - batteria
I`ve been waiting for weeks for a big high tide so i could shoot these post..Happy with the result and worth the wait :-)
22371 River Road, Maple Ridge, BC.
This modest structure was built by the post mistress, Mrs. M.B. Storey, in a convenient location beside the train station; it served as Port Haney's post office from 1933 until 1939. Lougheed Highway had opened in 1931, obliging most local businesses to relocate along the new commercial strip. Patrons began to grumble about the long extra walk up and down the hill to get their mail, so in 1939 Mrs. Storey built a new structure on Fraser Street (which has since been moved to Calligan Avenue). It is now a retail store.
From left to right: Hanan, James, Rob (posing, apparently), Helen, Alice, Roo
aka The Beautiful People...
Part of the new tradition of having tea and/or cold drinks in the sunshine. With ice cream where available.
I stumbled across this antique shop on friday and scored these great vintage post cards. I think I'm going to bundle some of them up for kro postal.
Journal 1, date unknown Day 8
"To whom now find it"
Hmm .. i know i havent written in a while, but now i just need to do it, Okai it startet by after i had ben walking mabye 3 days i got to the city, i went in to the city and i found a nice place i thing it most have been i richmans house, i went around the house and found a entry i went in and I quickly covered the entrance whit some planks and boxes, then i went looking for stuff i could use and i found a small place and the real Entrence so the small place most have been the Guard house, so i went inside and saw a lot of stuff i could use a radio and a nice armor but i tinkelt a littel whit it and made it better and i also found a nice helmet, im forsure gonna use the armor. but i was really tired so i tried to sleep but the floor was vary dusty but you could stille se some op the floor, it was really nice, but after i couldt not sleep i thought i wouldt get some thing to eat, so i took my last can of food and was just aboudt to eat when i heard tree or four shoots. so i quickly grapt my magnum and found the closets hole in the wall and the first thing i saw, was a merc og soldier trying to fight some thing off, but he couldt not the thing overpowered him, but the i saw another guy come running and behind him there was one more of those thing, but this was closer at my and i was choked there was no skin on its i gues it was some kind of a zombie, but the man startet screeming and the it just stoped, tomorow im gonna go on dont what to be here when those things find a way in here.
"Note for my self go look for any gun and supplies"
loner over and out.
Wow! It has been quiet a while since I've blogged. I know that I will regret it one day. Well, I actually already regret it. I believe that this is my favorite phase of life as a family of four and I am not documenting our days like I should. But we are enjoying the milestones together and having a great time.
Last week I looked down at Oliver and said, "You look different! Totally different." His hair is starting to come in as a lighter shade at a much faster rate than Lucy's ever did. He is growing so quickly.
Each day I think I should write a long post about Adventures in Food. Feeding has taken on a whole new level of meaning around here. But it wouldn't be fair to write something without some videos to share.
We are preparing for Thanksgiving and inviting friends and family over for a post-Thanksgiving event. A few weeks ago we were at Thruway Shopping Center, which was already adorned in Christmas decorations. Lucy asked me, "Why did God skip Thanksgiving?" I told her that the owner of the shopping center skipped Thanksgiving, not God. I am not sure if that helped answer her question. But we have been mulling over that notion the last couple of weeks.
Lucy and I visited First Presbyterian a couple of Sundays ago and the message was about numbering our days. We need to celebrate the little moments because THESE are the good ol' days. And after an incredibly stressful fall in the administrative side of my life, I turned to a week of art, writing in my journal, enjoying my children and planning to fill my house with loved ones despite the dust bunnies.
My love language is quality time, so this holiday season I am thinking about all of the people I want to spend time with and planning activities. We bought our house because it has a big kitchen and is great for entertaining. My goal is to be that lady in the neighborhood that is always having people over. Granted my son may kick you out by 7 pm. And I'm totally ignoring the leaves this year. But why wait until everything is perfect.
I'm still exhausted from all of this fall's stress. Turns out my thyroid levels are all out of whack. I can't decide if this is a permanent problem, a postpartum issue or being on the verge of a nervous breakdown while my blood was being drawn. Fortunately I learned that day that I did not have shingles, but a tear in the corner of my eyelid. So I'm hoping this is also a much easier temporary issue. And I feel the promise that in the coming weeks, I will have more energy.
I have a sunny new yellow journal. My run of relentless bad luck is all contained in those pages. I pushed through the items on my to-do list that I did not want to tackle. Now it feels like all of that is behind me. My tobacco rug even returned. That's when it felt like the curse was lifted. I told Henry the other night that there was nothing on my list that I dreaded. Whew. Time to celebrate.
During a particularly stressful week in October, I fully understood the meaning of God's grace in a way I hadn't realized. Certainly I had felt it before, but that week I ended up having lunch with friends or a visit every day. Their presence was exactly what I needed to get my mind off the details of what felt like an overwhelming situation. Now that I write this, it was not even that BAD of an ordeal. Just stressful. But like the sermon said, I needed a break from mulling over the "if this was xyz, then life will be better."
Life is fantastic now. I'm so blessed to have a wonderful family, a cozy home and so many people I love.
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone! Much love to you and yours.
This is the greatest of all the ceramics that I have stumbled across in Bohemian National Cemetery - a post-mortem in-coffin photo! Wish there were more of these. This is a photo of Frantiska Benes who died in 1915.
Journal 1, date unknown Day 8
"To whom now find it"
Hmm .. i know i havent written in a while, but now i just need to do it, Okai it startet by after i had ben walking mabye 3 days i got to the city, i went in to the city and i found a nice place i thing it most have been i richmans house, i went around the house and found a entry i went in and I quickly covered the entrance whit some planks and boxes, then i went looking for stuff i could use and i found a small place and the real Entrence so the small place most have been the Guard house, so i went inside and saw a lot of stuff i could use a radio and a nice armor but i tinkelt a littel whit it and made it better and i also found a nice helmet, im forsure gonna use the armor. but i was really tired so i tried to sleep but the floor was vary dusty but you could stille se some op the floor, it was really nice, but after i couldt not sleep i thought i wouldt get some thing to eat, so i took my last can of food and was just aboudt to eat when i heard tree or four shoots. so i quickly grapt my magnum and found the closets hole in the wall and the first thing i saw, was a merc og soldier trying to fight some thing off, but he couldt not the thing overpowered him, but the i saw another guy come running and behind him there was one more of those thing, but this was closer at my and i was choked there was no skin on its i gues it was some kind of a zombie, but the man startet screeming and the it just stoped, tomorow im gonna go on dont what to be here when those things find a way in here.
"Note for my self go look for any gun and supplies"
loner over and out.
I am uploading this shot for Jodi who loves fence posts and when I seen it I automaticly thought of her. It was the only one that was left on the old farm where I took the last barn picture. Have a great Friday all!