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When the alfalfa fields begin to bloom, everyone runs to make a picture in them, professional photographers do special shootings with them, everyone has the same image. Well, I just captured the natural beauty too.
Post mill (Dutch: Wipmolen - German: Kokerwindmuehle) De Blokker at the Blokweer Polder at Kinderdijk-Elshout, Zuid-Holland (South Holland), Netherlands
Some background information:
The windmills at Kinderdijk are a group of altogether 19 windmills in the Alblasserwaard polder, in the province of South Holland, Netherlands. Almost all mills are part of the village of Kinderdijk in the municipality of Molenwaard, but one mill, De Blokker, is part of the municipality of Alblasserdam. Mostly built in 1738 and 1740, to keep water out of the polder, it is the largest concentration of old windmills in the Netherlands and one of the best-known Dutch tourist sites. The mills are listed as national monuments and the entire area is a protected village view since 1993. The mills have also been a UNESCO World Heritage Site since 1997.
The post mill De Blokker on my picture is the 19th mill in the ensemble. It was already built in 1521. De Blokker burned down a few times, for the last time in 1997, but in 2001 it was completely restored. Today De Blokker is one of the windmills at Kinderdijk, which is still operational.
Kinderdijk lies in the Alblasserwaard, at the confluence of the Lek and Noord rivers. In the 13th century problems with water became more and more apparent in Alblasserwaard. Large canals called "weteringen" were dug to get rid of the excess water in the polders. However, the drained soil started setting, while the level of the river rose due to the river's sand deposits.
After a few centuries, an additional way to keep the polders dry was required. It was decided to build a series of windmills, with a limited capacity to bridge water level differences, but just able to pump water into a reservoir at an intermediate level between the soil in the polder and the river. The reservoir could be pumped out into the river by other windmills whenever the river level was low enough. The river level has both seasonal and tidal variations. Although some of the windmills are still used, the main water works are provided by two diesel pumping stations near one of the entrances of the windmills site.
No longer being of use for bridging water level differences, some of the windmills were converted into private residences. Their owners keep them in good repair, gird them with beautiful, well-groomed gardens and therefore make them a lovely sight.
Kinderdijk is a village in the Netherlands, belonging to the municipality of Molenwaard, about 15 km (9 miles) east of Rotterdam. The name Kinderdijk is Dutch for "children dike" and derives from a folktale which is said to have been occurred during the Second Saint Elizabeth Flood of 1421.
In the course of this flood, the farming region Grote Hollandse Waard flooded, but the Alblasserwaard polder stayed unflooded. It is said that when the terrible storm had subsided, someone went on to the dike between these two areas, to see what could be saved. In the distance, he saw a wooden cradle floating on the waters. As it came nearer, some movement was detected. A cat was seen in the cradle trying to keep it in balance by jumping back and forth so that no water could get into it. As the cradle eventually came close enough to the dike for a bystander to pick it up, he saw that a baby was quietly sleeping inside it, nice and dry. The cat had kept the cradle balanced and afloat. By the way, this folktale and legend has been published as "The Cat and the Cradle" in English.
When I was a young girl - many years ago - tee hee - this was the way we went to downtown Asheville. Now there is an open cut with six lanes of traffic to the left of this tunnel - we are coming into the side from downtown Asheville. This is one of the unique things about the area. Hope all of you will have a wonderful Monday.
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My sweet MIL is still recovering in the hospital here in Asheville. She is still very fragile - still no activity in her stomach - we pray each day for that to happen. Thanks to all of you that are still praying for healing for her. We really appreciate all of you. Yesterday made the 56th day - 8 weeks that she has been hospitalized. Bless her sweet heart.
Update on my MIL - my hubby just called and she has movement in her intestines - YEAH - we are so happy - just had to let you know - this was at 1:45 - thanks for all of your prayers :) ! ~
When there is no sunset to speak of, an off camera flash and ten cents worth of orange cellophane can make all the difference.
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I shall live on a hill overlooking my vineyard in Sonoma County; close enough to drive to the Pacific Ocean on a sunny day and near the redwoods to escape from the heat on a hot day.
View On Black to see my new young vines in my (imaginary) private vineyard....
WHERE WILL YOU LIVE WHEN YOU WHEN THE LOTTERY????
When I finally get her good Body its going to be sad saying Farewell.
Thats if the Body ever makes it here seeing the package got sent back to China, and then they resent it without the STATE On it :*( Bad news I think.
Lengthening shadows and late afternoon birdsong time. [In the tent -- my aging friend and backpacking partner -- Gomer -- (www.flickr.com/photos/garytrinity/9127550327/) was sacked out -- exhausted from the hike in.]
Trinity Alps Wilderness, California
June 22, 2013
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"I like shadows, small spaces, old furniture."
Kevin McCloud
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If you have a couple of minutes .....
Prairie Smoke is the common name of this wildflower which is fairly common, but oft overlooked, on the slopes of the hills and mountains of Big Sky Country. The flowers are quite small, perhaps an inch in diameter, when fully opened.
The Latin name of this species is Geum triflorum.
This particular specimen was photographed near Carp Ridge, in Southwest Montana.
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“When you look at a city, it's like reading the hopes, aspirations and pride of everyone who built it.”
-- Hugh Newell Jacobson
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CrossCountry HST service lead by 43321 heads south through Tibberton working the 1V50 0606 Edinburgh to Plymouth, however the service was cancelled at Newton Abbott due to the delay incurred when held at Cofton due to the failure of 57305.
Not too sure how to approach this subject but it could be just a matter of breaking the ice.
The above image was taken during a U.S. Army training exercise. The soldier laying next to the vehicles front wheel was "killed," notionally of course, during the exercise. If you look closely you'll notice another soldier onlooking in the background.
Now, here comes the odd part and the more difficult area to fully describe: People react the same way to a "death" as they do if it was real. And I'm not talking about going through one's training or anything like that. There's a certain awkwardness that strikes a human when another human has died.
It's as if time slows, feels as if it comes to a stop and we just need a moment to grasp this rare occurrence. People will just stop with whatever they are doing, no matter how important it is just to take in this fallen human. I don't know... Maybe it's this stark contrast of the two elements which overtakes us. Here you are caught in some random mess, some god awful hell of a shit hole and it's as if you are witnessing the angels coming down to take this soul away. This may sound crazy but it is one of the most peaceful things I have ever witnessed.
Being a bystander in the two images sorta supports this idea. Further more, I think it hits home even more because I have seen this for real in combat. It's such a surreal thing to grasp.
Why do I share this with all of you? Quite frankly I do not know exactly why but it may have to do with the this interactive process of sharing experiences. For some they will say this is fucked up or this or that - that's fine. Not that the full extent of this will ever be fully understood, the point of this was to show an emotion, an inkling that is deeply buried within my psyche.
Aaaaah! I finally have them all! This is such a nice line! And there's just so much nostalgia since i wanted these dolls ever since i was 4 about 12 years ago.
I could dance till the cows come home. On second thought, I'd rather dance with the cows till you come home.
-- Groucho Marx
I always wondered what was the origin of "when the cows come home."
Now I am wondering where "when pigs fly" came from.
Voronezh is a city and the administrative centre of Voronezh Oblast in southwestern Russia straddling the Voronezh River, located 12 kilometers (7.5 mi) from where it flows into the Don River. The city sits on the Southeastern Railway, which connects western Russia with the Urals and Siberia, the Caucasus and Ukraine, and the M4 highway (Moscow–Voronezh–Rostov-on-Don–Novorossiysk). In recent years the city has experienced rapid population growth, rising in 2021 to 1,057,681, up from 889,680 recorded in the 2010 Census, making it the 14th-most populous city in the country.
From 10 to 17 September 2011, Voronezh celebrated its 425th anniversary. The anniversary of the city was given the status of a federal scale celebration that helped attract large investments from the federal and regional budgets for development.
On December 17, 2012, Voronezh became the fifteenth city in Russia with a population of over one million people.
Today Voronezh is the economic, industrial, cultural, and scientific center of the Central Black Earth Region. As part of the annual tradition in the Russian city of Voronezh, every winter the main city square is thematically drawn around a classic literature. In 2020, the city was decorated using the motifs from Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky's The Nutcracker. In the year of 2021, the architects drew inspiration from Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale The Snow Queen as well as the animation classic The Snow Queen from the Soviet Union. The fairy tale replica city will feature the houses of Kai and Gerda, the palace of the snow queen, an ice rink, and illumination.
always needed time on my own
I never thought I'd need you there when I cry
And the days feel like years when I'm alone
And the bed where you lie is made up on your side
When you walk away I count the steps that you take
Do you see how much I need you right now
When you're gone
The pieces of my heart are missing you
When you're gone
The face I came to know is missing too
When you're gone
The words I need to hear to always get me through the day and make it ok
I miss you
I've never felt this way before
Everything that I do reminds me of you
I love the things that you do
When you walk away I count the steps that you take
Do you see how much I need you right now
We were made for each other
Out here forever
I know we were, yeah
All I ever wanted was for you to know
Everything I'd do, I'd give my heart and soul
I can hardly breathe I need to feel you here with me, yeah
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Now here is a story. A Flickr friend mentioned that they use to get good Lancashire cheese from this market. So did we when we lived there. We've never found anywhere to match it. We used to buy it from Carter's. Now on our last visit we were told that when the owners were retiring everyone thought the business would be handed over to Pat. Instead it was sold so Pat set up her own stall. She succeeded where the new owners of Carter's failed. Pat is the lady on the right. We bought lots of Lancashire cheese to bring home to Chesterfield.
Video of my Singing Rapunzel Doll singing 30 seconds of ''When Will My Life Begin?''
The doll and her outfit appear to be almost identical to the 2014 Classic Rapunzel doll. The differences that I have noticed so far are that she has the singing mechanism, her left arm doesn't have an elbow joint, and her dress is glitter free. As usual with Rapunzel dolls, her hair is straight and silky smooth and shiny right out of the box. The few stray hairs are easily combed out.
I got the new Rapunzel Singing doll in store on Monday, July 14. I was glad to get her before I received her through the mail on Wednesday.
Rapunzel Deluxe Talking Doll Set - 11''
US Disney Store
Released online 2014-07-07
Purchased in store 2014-07-14
$29.95
Item No. 6070040901050P
Brush with success
She can paint along with the artistic Rapunzel with this Deluxe Talking Doll Set. With a splash of cold water, she can ''magically'' complete the painting while Rapunzel, guitar in hand, sings along, bringing Tangled to life.
Magic in the details...
• Set includes: Rapunzel Talking Doll, Pascal figurine, easel with painting, paint palette, chest, guitar, and brush
• Twirl Rapunzel's hand to hear her sing ''When Will My Life Begin?''
• Magically complete Rapunzel's painting with cold water
• Chest opens up
• Detailed costume
• Scenic display packaging with window and self-stick fabric fastener
The bare necessities
• Ages 3+
• Requires 3 x AG13 button cell batteries, included
• Plastic
• Doll: 11'' H
• Imported
Safety
WARNING: CHOKING HAZARD - Small Parts. Not for children under 3 years.
When the man’s sperm is of low-quality they can choose anonymous donor sperm either for IUI/IVF to achieve conception.
A golfer at the very rundown Kings Creek Country Club did this to my husband's windshield last week. My husband was driving along on the highway minding his own business.. when a golfball smashed through his windshield. The country club claims they aren't liable and the golfer claims he's innocent. This damn country club is right next to a major highway with no barriers whatsoever. How the hell are they not liable? Also the golfer.. was one of only two people in the area that the ball came from. He was using yellow golfballs.. same color that smashed through the windshield.. and wearing the same red shirt my husband saw the asshole wearing from the distance.
That's okay. I went up there camera in hand and photographed the license plates of every vehicle on the lot in case I needed "proof" a certain someone was actually there that day. Then I went inside to ask for the sign in sheet of golfers on the field around that time. When the manager ignored me.. I glanced down at the front desk and saw it. Full names, email addresses and DL numbers. Nice. *Snap* Who needs xerox when you have a camera in hand?
It will be nice to sue a golf course. It's just the principal of the thing. Rich bastards trying to weasel out of paying for damages always annoy me. YOU ARE RICH YOU JACKASS.
One of the holes at Chambers Bay Golf Course in University Place, Washington, which will be host to the 2010 US Amateur Open and the 2015 US Open! I'm so excited about that :-D
This is a 3 exposure (-2, 0, 2 ) hand-held HDR processed with Photomatix Pro and PhotoShop Elements 3.
When I create a new photo I usually start planning what I want to tell to others, I sketch something just to know how the elements should be and I write some lines for technical details and for the mood the photo should send.
Since when I started to renovate my portfolio a couple of weeks ago I mostly did exactly these things, but not for this photo…I just sketched some confused lines.
Some days later, when even the post production phase was done, I started to look back at my sketchbook and I found I already sketched something very similar a couple of years ago…the same confused lines without any side notes.
I’m not sure about what I wanted to tell at that time, and I’m not sure about what I want to tell now with this photo, but I guess that if it’s still in my imagination, well, it probably does mean something!
Anyway, my portfolio renovation goes at a very slow speed, I hope to be able to create what I need before my deadline, but finding motivation is so hard, especially when you live with anxiety and some other bad thing inside your head…but that’s ok, I started this project also to keep my mind busy thinking about what I love :)
33 years ago on this date (November 10, 1975) the ore carrier S.S. Edmund Fitzgerald sank during a storm on Lake Superior taking with her all 29 men aboard, may they rest in peace.
The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
Of the big lake they called Gitche Gumee
The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead
When the skies of November turn gloomy
Gordon Lightfoot