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"There's music in the sighing of a reed;
There's music in the gushing of a rill;
There's music in all things, if men had ears:
Their earth is but an echo of the spheres."
Lord Byron
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Without self knowledge it's easy to be subjected to self hate without even realizing it. How many layers do you wear to fit in on the world's stage? Are you loved for who you are, or what the world wants you to be? It's upsetting to me to see what we do to ourselves for attention. Altering what were born with to fix our insecurities. You should never pay for love and acceptance. We were born with what we have from a higher power, and our mothers and fathers. You will never find true love without love of your true self. We all have insecurities, but true love is the love of ones imperfections. Knowing that someone loves you for not being perfect is the best feeling in the world, for being Perfectly Imperfect. I do speak my mind on my page so if you don't like it, please be so kind and hit the unfollow button.
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Der Turm wurde 1906 auf Westerheversand rund 1.000 Meter vor dem Seedeich auf einer vier Meter hoch aufgeschütteten Warft mit Pfahlgründung (127 dicke, lange Eichenpfähle) und Betonsockel errichtet. Montiert wurde der Turm aus 608 miteinander verschraubten, insgesamt 130 Tonnen schweren gusseisernen Platten, sogenannten Tübbings, auf einem gemauerten Sockel. Die Eisenplatten stammten aus der Isselburger Hütte im Münsterland. Innerhalb des Turmes befinden sich neun Stockwerke. Auf beiden Seiten des Turms wurden Leuchtturmwärterhäuser errichtet.
Das Leuchtfeuer wurde am 26. Mai 1908 in Betrieb genommen. Als Lichtquelle diente bis 1974 eine Kohlelichtbogenlampe, die die notwendigen 70 Volt Gleichstrom aus einem von zwei Dieselaggregaten angetriebenen Generator mit Pufferbatterien bezog. Die Brenndauer eines Kohlestabes betrug rund 9 Stunden, dann musste dieser erneuert werden. Im Jahr 1951 wurden die Aggregate an das öffentliche Stromnetz angeschlossen. 1975 wurde die Lichtbogenlampe durch eine moderne 2.000-Watt-Xenon-Hochdruck-Entladungslampe mit einer Lichtstärke von 183.000 Candela ersetzt.
Nachdem jahrzehntelang Leuchtfeuerwärter ihren Dienst auf dem Leuchtturm taten, wird er heute automatisch von Tönning aus überwacht. Die beiden ehemaligen Wärterhäuser beherbergen nun eine Naturschutzstation des Nationalpark Wattenmeer, die von der Naturschutzgesellschaft Schutzstation Wattenmeer betreut wird.
Der Turm kann seit 2001 besichtigt werden. Anlässlich des 100-jährigen Jubiläums des Turms im Jahr 2006 wurde er von Anfang Mai bis Ende Juli 2006 neu angestrichen. Während dieser Zeit war der Leuchtturm verhüllt und für Besucher geschlossen.
Prior to the arrival of the first railroad in 1880, Greenville was a quiet little settlement, without much commerce. Lack of transportation outlets constituted the primary inhibiting factor to growth and development. Without any navigable rivers or a railroad, ox-drawn wagons hauled building materials and trade goods from Jefferson, 120 miles to the east. Although rail lines surrounded the town in all four directions in the 1870's, each was about thirty miles distant. Only horse drawn stage lines connected Greenville to the rail outlets. All of this changed in the fall of 1880 when the Missouri, Kansas and Texas (MKT or Katy) Railroad extended its line to Greenville. Hunt County's first train pulled into Greenville on October 1, 1880. One of the witnesses to its arrival, six year old A.W. Defee, feared the fire-breathing "monster" would leave the tracks and run him down. He ran for the nearby woods where his older brother later found him and coaxed him to come back and look at the now quiet locomotive.
Construction began on the permanent 2-story brick depot in 1895, a Late Victorian eclectic passenger station just west of the central business district. It was completed in June of 1896 at a cost of $24,849 less contents. The buildings design plan was completed by Stephen W. Dodge, Architect of Brooklyn, N.Y. at a cost of $250. The St. Louis firm of Thompson & Gray served as contractor. The depot was built as a passenger station only; a separate building nearby housed the railroad's freight operations. The Katy Depot quickly became a city landmark and one of the busiest places in town. According the Greenville Herald Banner "Before the highways were built 12 passenger trains a day rolled into this...station, on the East line from Shreveport to McKinney, the Mineola branch and the Main line to Denison to the north and Dallas southward." Special excursion trains carried Greenville area residents to the Texas State Fair in Dallas each October. Standing room only crowds took advantage of the $1 round trip Sunday fare. Greenville historian W. Walworth Harrison had fond memories of riding the Fair Train "when every car and vestibule was jammed with people carrying Concord grapes purchased at the fair while small boys clutched gaily colored gas-filled balloons." Well-known politicians were greeted by their constituents at the Katy Depot, including Harry Truman, who stopped at the Greenville Station during his 1948 "whistle stop" campaign tour. He gave a short speech at the station after an introduction by House Speaker Sam Rayburn. Audie Murphy, World War II's most decorated soldier, went to war from the Katy Station, having enlisted at the Greenville Post Office (NRHP 1974), one block east of the depot.
Unfortunately, MKT passenger service to Greenville ended in 1965, after many years of declining passenger loads. Passenger trains had been replaced by the family car. When the last train left the Katy station on July 1, 1965 there was no fanfare to mark the end of an era. Witnesses included 94 year old A.W. Defee, who witnessed the arrival of the first Katy passenger train and the departure of the last one. When passenger service ended, the depot's neighbors included an auto dealership & service station, symbolic of the change automobiles now possessed in the area of transportation.
The depot's association with historical events & people and it's significance in the lives of Greenville residents during the 70 years it was in use make the Katy Depot worthy of recognition by the National Register of Historic Places (NRHP). Despite the removal of the original rotunda after a storm damaged the roof in 1950, the building retains a high degree of historic & architectural integrity as well. For these reasons, it was added to the list on January 25, 1997. All of the above information was found on the original documents submitted for listing consideration and can be viewed here:
catalog.archives.gov/id/40972642
Today, the old depot is home to The Depot Christian School formed in 2022 to disciple students to learn to connect in community while exploring their God-given passions.
www.thedepotchristianschool.org/home
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Without its registration on show, Wright StreetAir 288 is hooked up to an electric charging point within Central garage.
Still got the old back problem so haven't done much this past week and I am getting so grumpy.
I did manage to pop into town yesterday and ended up buying a fab prom dress for a tenner. I was intending on doing some photos but things wouldn't allow it to happen (lack of movement)
This is pretty much how I look in normal life the only makeup being my eyes one eyebrow and my cheek. nothing on my lower jaw, top lip, chin or nose, My hair is getting long enough to pull back with just about enough to make the front ok. Have to say I would benefit from a fringe piece and will most probably get one once I decide what colour my hair be.
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Post processing with Photomatix Pro, Adobe Photoshop Lightroom and Photoshop CS3
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This is the photo I wanted to upload before the first one but, I figured I shouldn't since the photo before that was taken here too (although this was only taken on Saturday).
This is for my fashion class at college. They told me I should take what I do with self-portraits and do them for fashion so I did! Clouds and levitation ahoy! Although I don't really think the levitation shot worked, especially with the other images. I certainly got good cloud ones though. I tried to keep a polka dot theme (I had a scarf and skirt which Robyn's wearing here and a fascinator and body top type thing she's wearing in the other photo as well as an umbrella) but you can't really see the pattern since they're so far away haha. Oh well.
Thanks to India for being my cloud bitch and Robyn for being my model.
THE FALL FINDING ETERNITY
Stop everything, every single thing,
But the music of this mystic rain,
In pity the sky calls out the name
Of every single soul in pain!
Spare nothing but only leave
These dying, falling autumn leaves.
Who knows where begins the beginning,
Ah! It sure is the Fall finding eternity!
Take away everything but these leafless trees
Who stand silent and low without any sin,
Left helpless at the mercy of cold winds.
How comes yellow, orange, brown or green?
Poor us! How can we ever tell!
Which color was that of joy,
Which one was the sorrow’s bell,
Yet we wake up every day
To slowly wait for the next day!
Shoo away every single, singing bird in the sky,
Hush every song of pain or joy
But leave with me only these falling raindrops,
Who sing to me of my agony,
Turn away every cruel eye’s pride
From my existence’s side,
But oh! Leave me only one selfless look
So that I may survive this life.
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For the Anniversary of My Death
Every year without knowing it I have passed the day
When the last fires will wave to me
And the silence will set out
Tireless traveller
Like the beam of a lightless star
Then I will no longer
Find myself in life as in a strange garment
Surprised at the earth
And the love of one woman
And the shamelessness of men
As today writing after three days of rain
Hearing the wren sing and the falling cease
And bowing not knowing to what
— W. S. Merwin
On the Last Day of the World
On the last day of the world I would want to plant a tree
~W. S. Merwin
On the last day of the world, I would want
to feed you. Raspberries. Thin slices of apple.
Peaches so ripe they drip down our chins,
down our necks. I would want to sit with you
beneath a tree, no we’ll climb a tree, no
we’ll plant a tree, yes all of these. On the last
day of the world, I want to give myself permission
to feel exactly what I feel, to be exactly who I am,
to shed every layer of should and meet you
that way. Knowing we have only hours left,
could we put down our arguments with ourselves
and each other and find no energy to pick them up again?
On that day, I want us to write the last poem
together and let the writing undo us, let it teach us
how to get out of the way, how to obey what emerges.
Let’s run outside, no matter the weather, and praise
the light till the light is gone, and then praise the dark.
— Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer
Black on Black
My grandmother loved me with a thick accent
spoke to me Yemeni words
I never understood,
and as a child
I remember
how scared I was to stay alone with her
out of fear that I wouldn’t understand the tongue in her mouth
which she kept singing to me with a smile.
I didn’t understand
a single word she said
the sounds far, far away
even when she spoke closely.
Once
I remember,
she bought me a pineapple yogurt
and after I punched a hole with my thumb
in the thin aluminum lid
and drank it all,
I wanted to say thank you
but didn’t know
which language to use,
so I went to the big garden
plucked a flower
and handed it to her,
sheepishly.
I remember
how much awkwardness stood between us
of one blood
and two muted tongues.
She washed the yogurt cup
silently
filled it with water
and placed the flower in it.
I never understood
a word she said,
my grandmother,
but I understood her hands
I understood her flesh
even though she never
really understood
the words I said
and simply loved my little body
the daughter of her daughter.
And sometimes the heart asks
strange things for itself
like to learn Yemeni
and return to her grave
lay lips to the earth
and cry into it
all that that little girl had to say
and mainly to warn her
that the flower I’d given her
was full of ants.
— Adi Keisser
Translated from Hebrew by Ayelet Tsabari
Danbo has to be the worst chef ever! An omelette must be the easiest thing in the world to make for supper and look at the mess he made! Still, he is young, hopefully he will improve :) I also think a 3 egg omelette is a bit much for a little guy like him, but he wouldn't be told! Still, he ended up with egg on his face :D
I hope you can see that Danbo and I are having a lot of fun!
I hate not having him right here when I wake up. I hate not having him there when I sleep. He is my everything . And I truly am lost without him.
I'm without my heart while he is gone.
I don't care if none of you like this. This is for me .
159/365
No trip without a polar bear, lol
Leipzig, Germany,
Christmas market, Augustusplatz
In many places, a Christmas market is held in the run-up to Christmas (advent). This most special goods are offered on a market about arts and crafts for Christmas decoration and Christmas food. Many Christmas markets offer visitors also rides, music and performances such as Nativity scenes.
Christmas traditions of in Germany are known worldwide and there are Christmas markets in many countries along German lines.
Series: Without knowing ford
From a cycle: The Average strip
"Переправа"
серия: Не зная брод
село Павловская Слобода, Истринский район, Московская область, Россия
июль 2010
نحن حينما نكتب ,
نظهر كل ما بجوفنا من ألم , ونرصه على شكل احرف ,
لذلك ..عندما تتاذى مشاعر احدهم حين يقرأ ما كُتب !!
, نُعلم انه قد قرأ الألم ذاته لا الحرف ..
بقلم سمر حمد ~
THE END ~*O*~
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« Faites des bêtises, mais faites-les avec enthousiasme ». Colette
C’est un Terre-Neuve de presque un an et de plus de 50 kilos … et elle m’aime trop !!! La dernière fois qu’elle a voulu me faire un câlin (hier après-midi), elle y a mis tellement d’enthousiasme qu’elle m’a fait voler comme une quille de bowling. !!! :-DDD
Bilan de la rencontre : entorse du genou ! Moi qui manquais de temps pour venir sur flickr, c’est arrangé pour cette semaine !!! Merci le chien ! :-)))
Il y a quand même une chose que je ne lui pardonne pas : j’ai dû décommander une charmante invitation, je n’ai pas pu voir mes amis et surtout… ils ont bu un merveilleux Lynch Bages de derrière les fagots sans moi ! ;-))
Make silly things, but do them with enthusiasm. Colette
She’s a Newfoundland dog of almost a year and more than 50 kilos... and she loves me too much!!! The last time that she wanted to give me a cuddle, (on yesterday afternoon) she was so enthusiast, that she made me fly like a bowling skittle. !!! :-DDD
Meeting results : a sprained knee ! I who didn’t have enough time to visit my flickr friends, it is OK for this week!!! Thank you the dog! :-)))
Nevertheless, there is something that I don’t forgive her : I had to cancel a charming invitation, I couldn’t meet my friends and most of all... they drank a marvellous very special Lynch Bages without me! ;-))
GhostWorks Texture Competition #93
Texture with thanks to Skeletal Mess
Images credits with my thanks to;
Tree Brushes & Texture 1 - Skeletal Mess
Texture 2 is my own.
Without a doubt the very best time to make photographs of the Missouri Ozarks is after a storm has come through the night before, then be up before daylight the next morning…
"Without love I am half human without love I'm all machine
Without love there's nothing doin' I will die without love
Without love I am an island all by myself in a heartbreak sea
Without love there's no denyin' I am dyin' without love
For there is nowhere I can run and there is no hiding place
Sticking out like a sore thumb by that gloomy look upon my face
Without love I'm incomplete without love I am not whole
Without love I'm barely on my feet I am dyin' without love
For there is nowhere I can run...I am dyin' without love"
Elda e sua analógica em um dos lindos dias do último verão.
Without having any new photos from this year, yet... :), here's another shot form the Hel Peninsula on the Polish Baltic coast.
This was a nice, calm, but very cold sunset around the docks there and i found this place with the frozen beach and lots of snow and ice on the wave-breakers that i quite enjoyed. Further one, once the lights went on, they actually illuminated the tips of the ones in front of me, making them a bit special, maybe...
Hope you'll like it and thanks for visiting.
Shot taken with Canon 400D + Sigma 10-20mm + B+W polarizer + HiTech ND Grad.
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Less than 12 hours to our Persian new year....
Wish you all my friends a new year full of beauty and peace, and specially a year without war for my dear homeland - IRAN.
باز كن پنجره ها را كه نسيم
روز ميلاد اقاقي ها را
جشن ميگيرد
و بهار
روي هر شاخه كنار هر برگ
شمع روشن كرده است
همه چلچله ها برگشتند
و طراوت را فرياد زدند
كوچه يكپارچه آواز شده است
و درخت گيلاس
هديه جشن اقاقي ها را
گل به دامن كرده ست
باز كن پنجره ها را اي دوست
هيچ يادت هست
كه زمين را عطشي وحشي سوخت
برگ ها پژمردند
تشنگي با جگر خاك چه كرد
هيچ يادت هست
توي تاريكي شب هاي بلند
سيلي سرما با تاك چه كرد
با سرو سينه گلهاي سپيد
نيمه شب باد غضبناك چه كرد
هيچ يادت هست
حاليا معجزه باران را باور كن
و سخاوت را در چشم چمنزار ببين
و محبت را در روح نسيم
كه در اين كوچه تنگ
با همين دست تهي
روز ميلاد اقاقي ها را
جشن ميگيرد
خاك جان يافته است
تو چرا سنگ شدي
تو چرا اينهمه دلتنگ شدی
باز كن پنجره ها را
و بهاران را
باور كن
(فريدون مشيری)
For those who can't read Persian, this is a poem named "Believe in the Spring" by Fereidoun Moshiri, and here is its English translation.You can also listen to the poem there!
(The translation was copyrighted, so I didn't copy it here!)
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Norouz (Persian: نوروز , various local pronunciations and spellings) is the traditional Iranian new year holiday in Iran, Azerbaijan, Afghanistan, Albania,
Georgia, various countries of Central Asia such as Turkmenistan, Tajikistan, Uzbekistan, Kyrgyzstan, and Kazakhstan, as well as among the Iranian peoples in Pakistan,Turkey, and everywhere else.
As well as being a Zoroastrian holiday, it is also a holy day for adherents of Sufism as well as Bahá'í Faith. In Iran it is also referred to as an Eid festival, although it is not an Islamic feast. Shia Nizari Ismaili muslims, who trace their origins to Iran, celebrate the festival under the name Navroz. In their religious protocol, Navroz is officially recognized as an Eid, as with Eid ul-Fitr and Eid ul-Adha, although it involves a distinct set of religious ceremonies.
Norouz marks the first day of spring and the beginning of the Iranian year as well as the beginning of the Bahá'í year. It is celebrated by some communities on March 21st and by others on the day of the astronomical vernal equinox (start of spring), which may occur on March 20th, 21st or 22nd.
(Source: Wikipedia)
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History and Tradition
Tradition takes Norooz as far back as 15,000 years--before the last ice age. King Jamshid (Yima or Yama of the Indo-Iranian lore) symbolizes the transition of the Indo-Iranians from animal hunting to animal husbandry and a more settled life in human history. Seasons played a vital part then. Everything depended on the four seasons. After a sever winter, the beginning of spring was a great occasion with mother nature rising up in a green robe of colorful flowers and the cattle delivering their young. It was the dawn of abundance. Jamshid is said to be the person who introduced Norooz celebrations.
Avestan and later scriptures show that Zarathushtra improved, as early as 1725 BCE., the old Indo-Iranian calendar. The prevailing calendar was luni-solar. The lunar year is of 354 days. An intercalation of one month after every thirty months kept the calendar almost in line with the seasons. Zarathushtra, the Founder of the Good Religion, himself an astronomer, founded an observatory and he reformed the calendar by introducing an eleven-day intercalary period to make it into a luni-solar year of 365 days, 5 hours and a fraction. Later the year was made solely a solar year with each month of thirty days. An intercalation of five days was, and a further addition of one day every four years, was introduced to make the year 365 days, 5 hours, and a fraction. Still later, the calendar was
further corrected to be a purely solar year of 365 days 5 hr 48 min 45.5 sec. The year began precisely with the vernal equinox every time and therefore, there was no particular need of adding one day every four years and there was no need of a leap year. This was [and still is] the best and most correct calendar produced that far.
Some 12 centuries later, in 487 B.C.E., Darius the Great of the Achaemenian dynasty celebrated the Norooz at his newly built Persepolis in Iran. A recent research shows that it was a very special occasion. On that day, the first rays of the rising sun fell on the observatory in the great hall of audience at 06-30 a.m., an event which repeats itself once every 1400-1 years. It also happened to coincide with the Babylonian and Jewish new years. It was, therefore, a highly auspicious occasion for the ancient peoples. The Persepolis was the place, the Achaemenian king received, on Norooz, his peoples from all over the vast empire. The walls of the great royal palace depict the scenes of the celebrations.
We know the Iranian under the Parthian dynasty celebrated the occasion but we do not know the details. It should have, more or less, followed the Achaemenian pattern. During the Sasanian time, preparations began at least 25 days before Norooz. Twelve pillars of mud-bricks, each dedicated to one month of the year, were erected in the royal court. Various vegetable seeds--wheat, barley, lentils, beans, and others--were sown on top of the pillars. They grew into luxurious greens by the New Year Day. The great king held his public audience and the High Priest of the empire was the first to greet him. Government officials followed next. Each person offered a gift and received a present. The audience lasted for five days, each day for the people of a certain profession. Then on the sixth day,
called the Greater Norooz, the king held his special audience. He received members of the Royal family and courtiers. Also a general amnesty was declared for convicts of minor crimes. The pillars were removed on the 16th day and the festival came to a close. The occasion was celebrated, on a lower level, by all peoples throughout the empire.
Since then, the peoples of the Iranian culture, whether Zartoshtis, Jews, Christians, Muslims, Baha’is, or others, have celebrated Norooz precisely at the time of vernal equinox, the first day of the first month, on about March 21.
(Source: The Circle of Ancient Iranian Studies)
Extensive records on the celebration of Norouz appear following the accession of Ardashir I of Persia, the founder of the Sassanid dynasty (224-651 AD). Under the Sassanid emperors, Norouz was celebrated as the most important day of the year. Most royal traditions of Norouz such as royal audiences with the public, cash gifts, and the pardoning of prisoners, were established during the Sassanian era and they persisted unchanged until modern times.
Norouz, along with Sadeh (that is celebrated in mid-winter), survived in society following the introduction of Islam in 650 AD. Other celebrations such Gahanbar and Mehragan were eventually side-lined or were only followed by the Zoroastrians, who carried them as far as Turkey. Norouz, however, was most honored even by the early founders of Islam. There are records of the Four Great Caliphs
presiding over Norouz celebrations, and it was adopted as the main royal holiday during the Abbasid period.
Following the demise of the Caliphate and the subsequent re-emergence of Persian dynasties such as the Samanids and Buyids, Norouz was elevated to an even more important event. The Buyids revived the ancient traditions of Sasanian times and restored many smaller celebrations that had been eliminated by the Caliphate. Even the Turkish and Mongol invaders did not attempt to abolish Norouz in favor of any other celebration. Thus, Norouz remained
as the main celebration in the Persian lands by both the officials and the people.
Omar Khayyam in his Norouznama (letter of Nowrouz) has written a vivid description of the celebration in ancient Persian:
“ From the era of Keykhosrow till the days of Yazdegard, last of the pre-Islamic kings of Persia, the royal custom was thus: on the first day of the New Year, Nau Ruz, the King's first visitor was the High Priest of the Zoroastrians, who brought with him as gifts a golden goblet full of wine, a ring, some gold coins, a fistful of green sprigs of wheat, a sword, a bow and a handsome slave. In the language of Persia he would then glorify God and praise the monarch.. This was the address of the High Priest to the king : "O Majesty, on this feast of the Equinox, first day of the first month of the year, seeing that thou hast freely chosen God and the Faith of the Ancient ones; may Surush, the Angel-messenger, grant thee wisdom and insight and sagacity in thy affairs. Live long in
praise, be happy and fortunate upon thy golden throne, drink immortality from the Cup of Jamshid; and keep in solemn trust the customs of our ancestors, their noble aspirations, fair gestes and the exercise of justice and righteousness. May thy soul flourish; may thy youth be as the new-grown grain; may thy horse be puissant, victorious; thy sword bright and deadly against foes; thy hawk swift against its prey; thy every act straight as the arrow's shaft. Go forth from thy rich throne, conquer new lands. Honor the craftsman and the sage in equal degree; disdain the acquisition of wealth. May thy house prosper and thy life be long!"
(Source: Wikipedia)
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Today
Today, the ceremony has been simplified. Every house gets a thorough cleaning almost a month before. Wheat, barley, lentils, and other vegetables seeds are soaked to grow on china plates and round earthenware vessels some ten days in advance, so that the sprouts are three to four inches in height by Norooz. A table is laid. It has a copy of the sacred book (the Gathas for Zarathushtrians), picture of Zarathushtra (again for Zarathushtrians), a mirror, candles, incense burner, bowl of water with live gold fish, the plates and vessels with green sprouts, flowers, fruits, coins, bread, sugar cone, various grains, fresh vegetables, colorfully painted boiled eggs like the “Easter eggs,” and above all, seven articles with their names beginning in Persian with the letter s or sh. The usual
things with s are vinegar, sumac, garlic, samanu (consistency of germinating wheat), apple, senjed (sorb?), and herbs. Those with sh include wine, sugar, syrup, honey, candy, milk, and rice-pudding. Here in North America, these may be substituted with English words that would alliterate, rhyme, or make mouths water. The seven articles are prominently exhibited in small bowls or plates on the table. The whole table, beautifully laid, symbolizes the Message and the Messenger, light, reflection, warmth, life, love, joy, production, prosperity, and nature. It is, in fact, a very elaborate thanksgiving table for all the good beautifully bestowed by God.
Family members, all dressed in their best, sit around the table and eagerly await the announcement of the exact time of vernal equinox over radio or television. The head of the family recites the Norooz prayers, and after the time is announced, each member kisses the other and wishes a Happy Norooz. Elders give gifts to younger members. Next the rounds of visits to neighbors, relatives, and friends begin. Each visit is reciprocated. Zarathushtra’s Birthday and Norooz festival are celebrated by Zartoshtis at social centers on about 6 Farvardin (26 March). Singing and dancing is, more or less for the first, a daily routine. The festivity continues for 12 days, and on the 13th morning, the mass picnic to countryside begins. It is called sizdeh-be-dar, meaning “thirteen-in-the-outdoors.”
Cities and villages turn into ghost towns with almost all the i[nhabitants gone to enjoy the day in woods and mountains along stream and riversides. People sing, dance, and make merry. Girls of marriageable age tie wild grass tops into knots and make a wish that the following Norooz may find them married and carrying their bonny babies.
(Source: The Circle of Ancient Iranian Studies)
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Now it was suggested by a friend recently (after she'd had a stroll through my stream) that I looked better without the old goggles on. To wit I posit the above question on this cold and crisp Friday morning. In other news I did have an evening out in Wolverhampton last night (and the city is still in one piece as far as I'm aware) a pretty quiet turnout but it was Valentine's Day so probably to be expected. More interestingly I went to the cafe where we meet at lunchtime yesterday in boy mode, looking somewhat shabby and most un-Francesca-like. Anyway there was a strangeish fella in there, and he happened to start talking to me as he was on his way out. I'm pretty sure as he approached me he said "it's the girl with the sexy legs" now I was playing away at my phone at the time so was a little preoccupied. However I'm mostly sure that's what he said, I'm usually really good with faces but didn't recognise him, this obviously took me somewhat aback, so obviously I asked what he'd said, he didn't answer then launched into a speech about Theresa May and politics which mostly lost my interest. Anyhoo just a strange thing that occurred to me just now. Have a good weekend folk's xxxx
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A Catedral Nossa Senhora de Lourdes, mais conhecida como Catedral de Pedra, é um templo católico localizado no município brasileiro de Canela, no Rio Grande do Sul. É uma grande atração turística da Serra Gaúcha.
Seu estilo característico é o gótico inglês. A igreja possui uma torre com 65 metros de altura, e um carrilhão de 12 sinos de bronze, fabricados pela fundição Giácomo Crespi, na Itália. Em seu interior destacam-se três painéis que são telas pintadas pelo artista gaúcho Marciano Schmitz, retratando a "Aparição de Nossa Senhora", a "Alegoria dos Anjos" e a "Anunciação". Os quadros da Via-Sacra foram feitos por Pablo Orono Herrera, uruguaio, escultor e restaurador de Arte Sacra. Utilizou madeira e argila, tendo ao fundo pintura sobreposta de imagens em argila.
Seus vitrais representam a ladainha de Nossa Senhora. O altar, cujo tema é a Santa Ceia, é uma obra de arte esculpida em madeira por Júlio Tixe, escultor uruguaio.
Foi eleita uma das Sete Maravilhas do Brasil em 2010, e em comemoração ganhou um novo sistema de iluminação externa.
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The Cathedral of Our Lady of Lourdes (Portuguese: Catedral Nossa Senhora de Lourdes), also known as Cathedral of Stone (Portuguese: Catedral de Pedra), is a Catholic church located in the Brazilian city of Canela, Rio Grande do Sul. It is considered one of the major tourist attraction of the Serra Gaúcha.
Its characteristic style is English Gothic. The church has a tower with 65 meters high, and a carillon of 12 bells made of bronze by foundry Giacomo Crespi, Italy. In its interior are three panels consisting of painted canvases by the gaucho artist Marciano Schmitz, depicting the "Apparition of Our Lady", the "Allegory of the Angels", and "Annunciation". The paintings of Via Sacra were made by Pablo Herrera, a Uruguayan sculptor and restorer of Sacred Art. Wood and clay were used, with the background painting having superimposed images in clay.
Its stained glasses represent the litany of Our Lady. The altar, whose theme is the Last Supper, is a work of art carved in by wood Julius Tixe, a Uruguayan sculptor.
French
La Cathédrale Notre-Dame de Lourdes (en portugais : Catedral Nossa Senhora de Lourdes) est une église catholique brésilienne, située dans la ville de Canela dans le Rio Grande do Sul. Aussi connue sous le nom de Catedral de Pedra (cathédrale de pierre en portugais), elle est l'une des principales attractions touristiques de la Serra Gaúcha.
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Fight the poachers without arms and challenge the prejudices.
Have chosen the name of the world's most poisonous and dangerous snake: the Black Mambas, the first team against poaching composed only of women. In a world dominated by men, 2 years ago, this surveillance team was born to face the problem of ever-expanding poaching in South Africa: in 7 years, in fact, more and more the rhinos killed for their horns are being removed, causing the death of the animal and resold mainly to the Chinese market that uses it powdered in traditional medicine to heal fever, epilepsy, malaria and poisoning. It is a precious material that is very high on the black market (about $ 60,000 for kilo) and this is a strong incentive for poaching, in a densely populated and poor area like the one bordering the Greater Kruger National Park.
About this the Black Mambas have been awarded UNEP's annual recognition program (United Nations Environment Program) assigned to organizations and individuals who stand out for the protection of the environment and for building a sustainable future by acting, in their respective areas of expertise with tenacity and determination.
I heard this news this evening in the state TV
I searched the news in internet and the article goes back two years ago while they were born two years further back
And so I thought about how strange the world is, the bad news comes in a nanosecond, those beautiful in 4 years ......
I dedicate this to them
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