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vor dem gestrigen rasen mähen habe ich die drei gepflügt, damit sie nicht unter die "räder" kommen.....
It was hard to know where one of the Three Cities ended and another one began, but one of the three was in the middle! It was nearly time to go back to Valletta to look for somewhere for dinner, and to get back we decided to catch the ferry (rather than the little wooden boat!). Ahead you can see the Bormla sign and also a sculpture of a boat and an airship in steel by Matthew Pandolfino 'Dghajsa tar-Rih'.
Cospicua (officially Bormla) is the largest of Malta's "Three Cities," located across the Grand Harbour from Valletta. It is a historic fortified city famed for its role in the 1565 Great Siege, impressive 18th-century bastions (Cottonera Lines), the Collegiate Church of the Immaculate Conception, and a recently redeveloped maritime dockyard area.
Known as Città Cospicua (conspicuous city) for its resilience, it served as a crucial defensive, residential, and maritime hub under the Knights of St. John.(From Google AI)
"We Three Ja(y)nes of Portsmouth are
Bearing gifts, we travelled by car,
Friends from school days, friends for always,
Knowing we are never far...
O Star of Wonder, Star of Night,
Never will we ever fight!
Always caring, always sharing
Friendship always will be tight!"
(To the tune of 'We Three Kings'! I just made that all up!)
Here I am with my two lovely school friends, Jane and Jayne, after our meal at Castle in the Air.
The Railway Touring Company's return 'Cumbrian Mountain Express', 1Z87 1417 Carlisle - London Euston, is seen rounding the reverse curves on the approach to Langwathby hauled by 'Battle of Britain' Class No. 34067 'Tangmere' on 16th March 2024. Copyright Photograph John Whitehouse - all rights reserved
Three beers. Central, Hong-Kong island. On my way down the city, I stumbled across a very police supervised Halloween parade. I followed it a bit, and then decided I had enough for my first vacation day. I walked around the center for a quick beer before going to sleep. Those 3 were having fun...
Three windows looking out over the fall foliage from the tower at the top of Sleeping Giant in Connecticut.
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Closer by Three - A cluster of three tiny boxwood flowers all blooming at once for a glorious 24 hours of perfection. Phoenix, Arizona. Previous photos, taken a week earlier here:
Three Shire Heads (also known as Three Shires Head) is the point on Axe Edge Moor where Cheshire, Derbyshire and Staffordshire meet.
It is on the River Dane, which marks the Cheshire border in this area. On the east of the river, the border between Staffordshire and Derbyshire runs north-east for about a mile to Cheeks Hill, on the higher regions of Axe Edge Moor. From Cheeks Hill the border runs south then east to the head of the River Dove.
The main landmark is a packhorse bridge. The bridge is Grade II-listed, and was probably constructed in the late 18th century.
The presence of the packhorse bridge shows the importance of this route for traders from nearby Flash and Hollinsclough to Macclesfield. Silk was produced at Hollinsclough, and sent to the mills at Macclesfield. Coal was mined from about 1600 on Axe Edge
UNESCO World Heritage Site
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Sugar pie pumpkins ready to be baked, blended, spiced, put into a homemade shell and then baked to a golden dessert.
From the archive and previously uploaded, but in color (and since removed as I think this black and white speaks better to the scene). Reworked the RAW file in Silver Efex Pro.
I enjoyed the light on these three as they looked at the grandfather's camera...pretty sure it's an Olympus EPL2 with the 14. My favorite part of the image, however, is the very serious look on the face of the little girl - check out that furrowed brow! - studying the camera just as intently as the two adults.
St Michael, Woolverstone, Suffolk
It was a crisp, bright morning towards the end of November 2016, a perfect day for a bike ride. I headed out of town onto the Shotley Peninsula, the first stretch of my journey necessarily along the horrid main road which runs along the south bank of the Orwell. I soon came to Woolverstone, which you can see at once was rebuilt as a late 19th Century estate village. A narrow lane runs between fields and copses northwards to the church of St Michael sitting on its mound above the river.
The setting is idyllic. The great pile of Woolverstone Hall, today home to Ipswich Girls High School, stands beside it, and above me the jackdaws chattered in the skeletal trees, the fields were full of sheep, the damp woods full of the cries of pheasants. Woolverstone Hall was built in the 1770s by John Johnson for William Berners. Johnson had been the main architect of the Berners Estate, an area of London known more commonly today as Fitzrovia, and the fabulously wealthy Berners family took up residence in this remote Suffolk spot above the Orwell. They paid for George Gilbert Scott's restoration of the 1860s, which is pretty much all that can be seen of the church from the south apart from the tower, but in the 1880s they did rather more. James Piers St Aubyn, one of the most famous architects of the day, was brought in to expand the church massively towards the north, and when you enter you see that the effect is really that of two churches side by side, separated by a fairly low and rounded arcade. The new part was designed to be used for shadowy, incense-led worship, and although that tradition has long gone it is still the main part of the church today.
The wealth of the Berners family means that the restoration was overwhelming, but the quality of it is high. And in any case, there are few medieval survivals anywhere on the Shotley Peninsula. The only old object here is the font, and it is a curiosity. On the face of it, the style is that of a typical East Anglian font bowl, lions alternating with angels, but the carving is quite unlike anything I've seen elsewhere, the crouching lions shown in profile. Pevsner calls the carving 'crude', which is not untrue. Was it done by a local hand, perhaps? It has been reset on a modern stem with upright, alert little lions, 19th Century but much more in the East Anglian medieval style.
The glass is also generally of high quality, or at least expensive, and to various members of the Berners family. Heaton Butler & Bayne's rather alarmingly yellow Saints Martin, Agnes, Margaret and Augustine, installed as a memorial to Archdeacon Henry Berners and his wife, stand proudly in an overwhelmingly wide south nave window which works externally as a kind of optical illusion, making Scott's nave appear wider than his chancel, which it isn't.
The same firm provided the east window in St Aubyn's north aisle to John and Henrietta Berners, which depicts the crucifixion flanked by Joseph of Arimathea, the Blessed Virgin, St John and St Mary Magdalene. It is interesting to note, given the not uncommon conflation of their imagery in medieval times, the similarity between the figures of St John and St Mary Magdalene. The studio might almost have been working from the same cartoon. Both the windows were installed in the 1880s under St Aubyn's direction.
There was once an earler 19th Century window at Gilbert Scott's east end, of which the upper tracery survives, but the main lights were destroyed by blast damage during the Second World War, a not uncommon fate for church windows on the Shotley Peninsula - indeed, the church in the neighbouring village, Chelmondiston, was completely ruined. The 1947 replacement, by AL Wilkinson, depicts Christ the Saviour of the World flanked by St Michael and St Gabriel.
The High Church, even Anglo-catholic, enthusiasms of the Berners family may be judged by Woolverstone House back in the village, which was built for a community of Anglican nuns based at St Peter, Kilburn. It was intended as their retreat house and school, and the architect was Edwin Lutyens. Today it is a private house, but the church is now open every day. When I'd first visited every Suffolk church in the late 1990s I had found it locked. Coming back in 2006, the interior was full of scaffolding, and I couldn't go in. Curiously, the avenue of yew trees which lined the path up to the south porch at that time have now been reduced to stumps. Despite St Michael being barely five miles from my house, it had taken until this idyllic crisp, sunny day in late November 2016 for me to get back there, discover this, and explore the inside for the first time.
It was time to head on to Harkstead. The view from the south porch back up the hilly lane was breathtaking in the low winter sunshine. I stepped out, wandering down to the east to look across to the Hall. The Berners family sold it as part of the Estate in 1937, assuming that it would be demolished for farming land, but after a period of requisition by the army during the War the Hall was bought by the London County Council for use as a boarding school. It was intended both for children taken into care and also for those whose parents were working overseas, an odd combination, but people seem to have happy memories of it. The writer Ian McEwan is a famous ex-pupil. The school closed in the 1980s; its massive library was broken up, and you still regularly come across items from it in Suffolk's second-hand bookshops. In a grand sale in the Ipswich Corn Exchange shortly after the closure, I bought the school's copies of McEwan's books for 50p each. The Hall lay empty for several years, until the Girls High School moved out here from central Ipswich, and restored it to something like its former glory. The jackdaws which inhabit the great 19th Century water tower which stands beside it wheeled above my head as I cycled back to the Shotley road.
These are my three custom color Lincoln Towncars made by Matchbox. I have a ton of these in my collection.
Tarangire, Tanzania
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I voluntarily overexposed the image a bit in Photoshop.
Yes, these three zebras are as numerous as the three musketeers.
Its not easy to describe how good it feels to wear my favourite blouse and skirt combination. I adore this dark green pleated skirt and it goes so well with this spotty blue blouse and navy heels. At least I hope it does!
are better than only one...
(I add some new listings on my etsy papeRain shop, if you look, I would be pleased, if not, I would not be offended ;)
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Taken whilst waiting for my sons to finish a workshop session conducted by Santo Torre 7th Dan - Shotokan Karate.
The girls are now getting on perfectly, after a couple of weeks of jostling for position in the pecking order.
They have now established who is top in each situation, and everyone has their moment as leader.
Me three times dressed as a secretary created by ai.
Hier bin ich drei mal als Sekretärin gekleider, durch KI generiert.
Nada permanece / Nothing remains.
Una foto que no interesa a nadie más que a mÃ. Eso está claro.
Más Beatles...www.goear.com/listen/d879294/in-my-life-ozzy-osbourne
Gracias a mi hermano, Xosé Alba, por este gran recuerdo.