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I ran my fingers through his fur and confirmed he was well equipped for a bit of rough weather: a lovely young poney.
Je l'ai caressé et sa fourrure était merveilleusement dense et laineuse , heureusement pour lui , sur ces falaises battues des vents de l'Atlantique.
Golden beetle
I noticed this beetle flying through the air, so I caught it!
It stayed for a little while then flew away again.
Scarabaeidae: Diphucephala edwardsii
Thanks Daniel Heald and Ken Walker
Bowerbird www.bowerbird.org.au/observations/44571
You think that something has happened, will happen or is supposed to happen. The time flows as water no matter what.
Train no.201 behind DFB 7160 Rushing through Paekakariki, taken through the stairs of the old south end signal box
6th March 2017
A tender and intimate moment captured in soft monochrome tones. Nestled beneath a cozy blanket, the child's half-open eye peeks through, conveying a quiet sense of comfort and serenity. The delicate strands of hair and gentle lighting add to the dreamlike mood, making this a beautifully raw and emotive portrait of warmth, rest, and vulnerability
Countless passengers have walked through these doors to board trains at the former Michigan Central station in Jackson, Michigan. Whereas once they boarded New York Central trains today they are boarding Amtrak trains. (Scanned from a Kodachrome slide)
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Looking through the trees at Landis Arboretum down into the Schoarie Valley.
A modern version of Alice in "Through the Looking Glass"
Her sister was using the computer so she went inside the TV instead!
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Textures Only ~ Competition #123
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TV with thanks to stevestein1982
Additional thanks to:
Astrals-stock (AKA Astral Dreamer) for Alice
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Paree Erica for the texture
Fred peeked through the window of the small shop in Diagon Alley at a set of PJ's that matched her house colours. She could see that there were other ones in the 3 other house colours but she bounced on her toes in excited while she reached for the doorknob.
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History :
In “The Making of Egypt” (1939). Petrie states that the Land of Punt was “sacred to the Egyptians as the source of their race.”
« Again the representations of the early Puntites, or Somali people, on the Egyptian monuments, show striking resemblances to the Egyptians themselves. » By Brian Brown New York: Brentano's[1923]/ We can understand theses Similarities through their ancestral history :
"Encyclopædia Britannica describes Punt as follows: “in ancient Egyptian and Greek geography, the southern coast of the Red Sea and adjacent coasts of the Gulf of Aden, corresponding to modern coastal Eritrea, Somalia and Djibouti ."/
According to the historian Richard Pankhurst :"""The Egyptians sometimes called Punt land Ta-Netjeru, meaning "Land of the Gods," and considered it their place of origin ." (Richard Pankhurst, The Ethiopian Borderlands:1997) /
"In addition to the erection and endowments of many temples listed in the Palermo Stone, the Pharaohs of the Fifth Dynasty were active, as the King Sahure (2458-2446 B.C.) from this Egyptian Old Kingdom, Dynasty V (2498-2491 B.C.). Egyptian ships also reached the shores of the land of Punt on the Somali coast to procure highly valued cargoes of myrrh, ebony and animals, among other goods. " Text Reference: The UNESCO General History of Africa:
Ancient Civilization of Africa, Vol, II, General History of Africa, G. Mokhtar, 1990, p 64-68
The Queen and Female Pharaoh of Egypt sent a trade expedition to the Land of Punt , the Ancient kingdom of the Somalis , in the 15th century B-C. The Famous French Egyptologist Christiane D.Noblecourt , in his book "Hatshepsout ,the Mysterious Queen" said that the Ancient-Egyptians and The Puntites used to speak and communicate with the same language . Hatshepsut got also many products from the Land of Punt ,surnamed also , the Land of gods , ancestors ,"Ta - An- Jirnay "; as the frankincense , myrrh, ebony, gold , and exotic animals ,Cheetahs, giraffes, baboons, etc .Also ,in order to reinforce the mutual relationships, a Puntite delegation was sent to the Ancient Egypt during the reign of Hatshepsut .
" According to the Ancient Egyptians themselves , the egyptians came from the Land of Punt, the land of gods,ancestors and even , Queen Hatshepsout of Egypt (15th century B-C) said that Hathor The mistress of Punt ,her mother was from the land of Punt ,from "Buun" the ancient name of Somalia ! To conclude ,"Buun" means in Somali "Horn" and the Land of "Buun" (or Punt in european language) is located in the the Horn of Africa, in the Somali territories, " by Abdisalam Mahamoud . Master II degree: History of Civilisations and Religions.
Today, the frankincense-yielding areas in Somalia are still extensive, but the trees are confined to mountain areas, which makes collection difficult; the stands on the coast have long since been destroyed. The trees introduced into Egypt have like wise vanished, and only the bas-reliefs in Thebes are left to tell the story of the wonderland of Punt. -- [forestry department]
Punt and Aksum: Egypt and the Horn of Africa, Jacke Phillips,The Journal of African History, Vo. 38, No. 3 (1997), 423-457
The greek historian Diodorus of Sicily in his book "Universal history "said that in 6th century before-J-Christ , because of a political crisis in Egypt and the euro-asiatics's infiltrations in Egypt , more than 200 thousands of ancient-egyptians migrated in the south of the Nile by crossing Nubia-Ethiopia with their ships ,in the direction of North- Eastern of Africa (Now, Somalia ,Djibouti,Ethiopia ...) ./ This last historical fact can explain why the somali language is a survived ancient-egyptian language ,according to the british linguist :"The language of ancient Egypt belonged to the Hamitic group;today, of course, the language of
Egypt is a form of Arabic, but a descendant of the ancient Hamitic
language of Egypt, Coptic, survived until about the fifteenth
century, and is still used as the liturgical language of the Coptic
Church.Surviving Hamitic languages are spoken across a large part of North Africa and include Somali." (The english language ,A Historical Introduction," by Charles Barber .)
Even, the genetic research prove that the somali DNA is originally from Egypt => Haplogroup E1b1b1a (V68) :19th century before J-Christ => Place of origin : Egypt and northern Soudan . Extract of the genetic research :( More recently, Tillmar et al. (2009) typed 147 males from Somalia for 12 Y-STR loci, and observed that 77% (113/147) had typical E1b1b1a1b haplotypes. This is currently the highest frequency of E1b1b1a1b found in any single sample population. Similarly, Hassan et al. (2008) in their study observed this to be the most common of the sub-clades of E-M78 found in Sudan, especially among the Beja, Masalit and Fur. The Beja, like Somalis and Oromos, speak an Afro-Asiatic language and live along the "corridor" from Egypt to the Horn of Africa.)
Short Research made by Abdisalam Mahamoud . Master II degree: History of Civilisations and Religions.
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William Smith O'Brien
William Smith O'Brien
William Smith O'Brien (Irish: Liam Mac Gabhann Ó Briain; 17 October 1803 – 18 June 1864) was an Irish Nationalist and Member of Parliament (MP) and leader of the Young Ireland movement. He also encouraged the use of the Irish language. He was convicted of sedition for his part in the Young Irelander Rebellion of 1848, but his sentence of death was commuted to deportation to Van Diemen's Land. In 1854, he was released on the condition of exile from Ireland, and he lived in Brussels for two years. In 1856 O'Brien was pardoned and returned to Ireland, but he was never active again in politics.
Early life- Born in Dromoland, Newmarket on Fergus, County Clare, he was the second son of Sir Edward O'Brien, 4th Baronet, of Dromoland Castle. William took the additional surname Smith, his mother's maiden name, upon inheriting property through her. He inherited and lived at Cahermoyle House, a mile from Ardagh, County Limerick. He was a descendant of the eleventh century Ard Rí (High King of Ireland), Brian Boru. He received an upper-class English education at Harrow School and Trinity College, Cambridge.
Politics- From April 1828 to 1831 he was Conservative MP for Ennis. He became MP for Limerick County in 1835, holding his seat in the House of Commons until 1848. Although a Protestant, he supported Catholic Emancipation while remaining a supporter of British-Irish union. In 1843, in protest against the imprisonment of Daniel O'Connell, he joined O'Connell's anti-union Repeal Association.
Three years later, disillusioned by O'Connell, O'Brien withdrew the Young Irelanders from the association. With Thomas Francis Meagher, in January 1847 he founded the Irish Confederation. In March 1848, he spoke out in favour of a National Guard and tried to incite a national rebellion. He was tried for sedition on May 15, 1848 but was not convicted.
Irish language- O'Brien was a founding member of the Ossianic Society, whose aim was further the interests of the Irish language and to publish and translate literature relating to the Fianna.
He wrote to his son Edward from Van Diemen's Land, urging him to learn the Irish language. He himself studied the language and used an Irish-language Bible, and presented to the Royal Irish Academy Irish-language manuscripts he had collected. He enjoyed the respect of Clare poets (the county being largely Irish speaking at the time), and in 1863, on his advice, Irish was introduced into a number of schools there.
Rebellion and transportation- Removal of Smith O'Brien under sentence of death
Young Irelander Rebellion of 1848
On 29 July 1848, O'Brien and other Young Irelanders led landlords and tenants in a rising in three counties, with an almost bloodless battle against police at Ballingarry, County Tipperary. In O'Brien's subsequent trial, the jury found him guilty of high treason. He was sentenced to be hanged, drawn, and quartered. Petitions for clemency were signed by 70,000 people in Ireland and 10,000 people in England.
In Dublin on 5 June 1849, the sentences of O'Brien and other members of the Irish Confederation were commuted to transportation for life to Van Diemen's Land (Tasmania in present-day Australia).
O'Brien attempted to escape from Maria Island off Tasmania, but was betrayed by Ellis, captain of the schooner hired for the escape. He was sent to Port Arthur where he met up with John Mitchel, who had been transported before the rebellion. The cottages which O'Brien lived in on Maria Island and Port Arthur have been preserved in their 19th century state as memorials.
Having emigrated to the United States, Ellis was tried by another Young Irelanders leader, Terence MacManus, at a lynch court in San Francisco for the betrayal of O'Brien. He was freed for lack of evidence.
Statue on Dublin's O'Connell Street
In 1854, after five years in Tasmania, O'Brien was released on the condition he never return to Ireland. He settled in Brussels. In May 1856, he was granted an unconditional pardon and returned to Ireland that July. He played no further part in politics.
Legacy- There is a statue of him on O'Connell Street, Dublin.
His older brother Lucius O'Brien (1800–1872) was also a Member of Parliament for County Clare.
His sister was Harriet O'Brien who married an Anglican priest but was soon widowed. As Harriet Monsell, she founded the order of Anglican nuns, the Community of St John Baptist, in Clewer, Windsor, in 1851. The gold cross she wore, and which still belongs to the Community, was made with gold panned by her brother during his exile in Australia.
Quotes
“The new Irish flag would be Orange and Green, and would be known as the Irish tricolour”
“To find a gaol in one of the lovliest spots formed by Nature in one of her lonliest solitudes creates a revulsion of feeling I cannot describe”
Ref wikipedia en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Smith_O'Brien
Mom & I went on a five day driving trip through Eastern, Oregon.
Some highlights: Outsider Art Monument: Petersen Rock Garden in Redmond (friendliest peacocks I’ve ever met!). The John Day Fossil Area was amazing – the Painted Hills and Sheep Unit. At the latter we went down a trail called something like “Island back in time” and were mesmerized by the strange chalky green rocky landscape with no life growing from it. We were lucking out with 75 and Sunny in a place that can get 110 this time of year. The new Paleontology Museum is very interesting. I became obsessed with touring cyclists and wished I was on my bike. Even saw a group of 4 punk-style riders, with just boxes and blankets strapped to the back of their bikes. We barely made the last tour at the Kam Wah Chung Museum in John Day not knowing that you can only visit with a guide. This old apothecary/store/house set in what once was a Chinatown was really interesting to me. Then on to Baker City, Oregon which is really a great town – I walked around at Sunset and thought about setting up a portable press shop here for a month. We stayed in the Geiser Grand Hotel, which isn’t as expensive as you’d think, and my oh my were those sheets soft. The next day for the firs half of the we visited the National Oregon Trail Interpretative Center a top Flagstaff Hill, 5 miles outside of town. The museum got a thumbs down from me (too general, busy, not into taxidermy horses), But the center and walking trails are worth it and I loved visiting the actual Oregon trail and seeing the old wagon ruts. Mom and I realized that we could visit Hell’s Canyon afterall. I really wanted to go, but we didn’t want to hit gravel roads. We found there was a road to an overlook that we could take on our way to Joseph. We stopped in Halfway, Oregon and I got a chocolate milkshake. At the overlook in Hells Canyon there is a pretty amazing view of the nation’s deepest Canyon. You can’t see the floor or anything, and you feel far away, but it was still beautiful. In Joseph we didn’t like our stinky overpriced smelling cabin or the fact that everyone and their family seemed to be around the Lake in the Wallowas, but I took advantage of the pool/hot tub and beat my mom in Scrabble even though she made two whole words. In the morning we played mini golf at the resort while a couple long haired boys watched us. Mom loves Mini golf! We were going back and forth on whether we should take the Tram to the top of Mt Henry, we heard it was good, but wondering if we should get a move on. But luckily we decided to go. The weather was great and I couldn’t believe the Swiss Gondola style tram went an entire mile up. We were at over 8000 feet! At the top we were greeted by a gopher and a chipmunk, little did we know that we’d meet many more “friends” on our visit up there. We walked around the trails and had a very chipper time. On the way out of Joseph we stopped at the local county museum – I asked the friendly senior ladies what they liked most in the museum. One lady said the electric curler (a scary monstrosity!) and the other lady said a grade school exhibit from the 1905 Lewis & Clark Fair. I myself was amused by the Moonshine exhibit. I gave the one lady a painting I made of the electric curler and she was so pleased! We then drove through a few small towns and headed towards Pendleton, getting loss in La Grande on the way. Pendleton was so much smaller than I thought (all the round-up/blanket hype), but I enjoyed the murals, and my mom and walked on the riverwalk which was buggy at dusk. We played another game of Scrabble where I almost won, until I made a stupid fatal error on my second to last turn. In the morning (Saturday) we walked around town, but nothing was open and we looked like hick tourists. I guess all the action was on Friday night. Finally a few shops opened, but every one seemed to be selling old stuff – some of it good (the Curio shop!) some bad (beanie babies, and romance novel, now really!) And everyone wanted a lot of money for crap. We headed out of town (backtracking a few miles) to go to the Tamástslikt Cultural Institute which in on the Indian Reservation. Right before we stopped for gas, and waited to be served (can’t pump your own gas in Oregon), but no one came, and then we realized, oh on the reservation you pump your own gas! The museum is past the casino that had a full parking lot. The museum lot only had three cars. I was really impressed with the exhibits and design and learned a lot about five Indian groups from the area. Outside it was heating up, planning on getting up to 100, I walked around displays of different kinds of Indian housing.
We then headed down the Gorge towards Portland and watched the scenery slowly change from beige to green. We crossed the toll bridge at Hood River to Bingen to meet my Sister Sarah and 3 ½ year old nephew Andy who were coming on the 6:20 train. They had a long day starting in Mt. Vernon, Washington. We ate at a really good local Pizza place and were glad there was a play area for Andy who had been confined on a train all day with my sister. Sarah and I each had Keylime pie! We stayed at the Bingen School House hostel. Stuart who runs it was very nice and I liked it very much, though the kitchen/common area needs some help. We had our own family room. Unfortunately in the night there was a lot of commotion/terrible human noises which kept me from going to sleep for some time, in the morning we found out that a man was having a life threatening asthma attack. We had no idea what it was, and I got really spooked out. The guy was okay which is good. We had pre-purchased tickets to go on the Hood River Train excursion, not thinking that Sarah and Andy had spent an entire day before on the train. We couldn’t get out of them, so we went anyway. The train ride is pleasant following a river and behind groves the fruit trees and the talk a little about the area over the intercom, but it’s a little pricey for what it is, of course we were in second class (not the upstairs viewing bubble, and trying to keep a 3 ½ year old entertained). But the destination of Parkdale had a secret museum I didn’t know about – the Hutson Museum with the famed rock supper! I had heard about it but never quite figured out where it was. So at last! The museum was run by the collector’s neice, who showed me a fun video of Jesse who was crazy about rocks and wanted to collect one of each kind. Once back in Hood River, we drove around Mt Hood to Hwy 26 and finally hit a huge rain system, the first really on the whole trip. I had hoped to stop in Sandy so Andy could go on a train ride in this man’s backyard, but he was napping, and it was raining, so next time.
Still on the theme of the Oregon Trail, the next day we headed to Oregon City stopping for a brief hike on Elk Island in Milwaukee. The End of the Oregon Trail Museum was such a hit for little Andy. There were so many hands on things, ladies dressed in pioneers, and even the multimedia “Bound for Oregon” film kept Andy’s attention. But it was the Cedar Man who made stuff out of cedar that Andy liked best until he saw the Trolley, which gives free loop rides around town. The driver lady told some stories, let us out to look at the falls, and then we got out up on the bluff to look at John McLouglin’s home (not open) and ride up and down the Municipal Elevator, and then hopped back on the trolley only to hop off again for local cherries for $1 a pound – and good ones at that. The next day, with a free family pass, we headed to OMSI because I wanted to see my nephew Andy in one of the little chipmunk costumes. Andy loved OMSI he ran around from place to place, but especially liked the sand and water areas, and for a little while loved being a little chipmunk. After that I thought it would be fun to take Andy to Sushi World, so he could see the food go around and round. He loved it, Mom wasn’t so into it, Sarah and I enjoyed it. The day ended with my Birthday party in the Park (in a separate photo set.). I sent the family off to the Beach for two days, and they will stop over for one more night before heading back to Minnesota.
Fotografia recentemente scattata in un'uscita di esplorazione di tre giorni sulle Odle, con una medio formato. Per i miei gusti la gioia e la soddisfazione di scattare con una analogica completamente manuale non ha paragoni, inoltre i colori li trovi più belli, soavi, da "quadro".
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