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Luis, Bärbel und Sweety verließen Ägypten wieder, indem sie erneut die magische Glocke läuteten:
BIM-BIM-BIM 🔔🔔🔔
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LUIS: „Oh wie schön, wir sind in Nordirland und das gerade rechtzeitig zum St. Patricks Tag !“
BONNIE: „Hallo, willkomen bei uns ! Ihr seid ja grüner als grün angezogen !“
BÄRBEL: „Oh ja, dieser grüne Stoff war eben noch in Ägypten, passt aber am besten auf die Grüne Insel.“
LUIS: „Ich habe für jeden von euch ein Kleeblatt mitgebracht. Hier, bitte schön liebe Bonnie.“
BONNIE lächelnd: „Dankeschön.“
ENGEL ASHA: "Luis und Bärbel sind zu Besuch ! Leider kann ich nicht dabei sein, aber ich kann sie zum Glück auch von hier aus sehen, wuff !“
BÄRBEL: „Sag Natasha, wo sind denn eure Hunde Ashala und Tilly ?“
NATASHA: „Ach, die laufen und springen sicherlich irgendwo hier herum …“
SWEETY: "Ich kann sie von hier oben aus sehen !"
GIA: „Ashala, was hast Du denn da ? Ist das etwa eine Glocke?“
(Fortsetzung folgt … )
Ein großes Dankeschön an Karen, die mir das Hintergrundbild mit Hilfe von KI zur Verfügung stellte ! 💞
Vielen Dank auch an Connie für Deine Fotos !! 💞
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Luis, Bärbel and Sweety left Egypt again by ringing the magic bell once more:
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LUIS: “Oh how nice, we're in Northern Ireland and just in time for St Patrick's Day !”
BONNIE: “Hello, welcome to our home! You're dressed greener than green !”
BÄRBEL: “Oh yes, this green material was just in Egypt, but it fits best on the Emerald Isle.”
LUIS: “I've brought a shamrock for each of you. Here you are, dear Bonnie.”
BONNIE smiles: “Thank you.”
ANGEL ASHA: “Luis and Bärbel are visiting! Unfortunately I can't be there, but luckily I can see them from here, woof !”
BÄRBEL: “Tell me Natasha, where are your dogs Ashala and Tilly ?”
NATASHA: “Oh, they're probably running and jumping around here somewhere ...”
SWEETY: “I can see them from up here !”
GIA: “Ashala, what have you got there? Is that a bell ?”
(To be continued …)
A big thank you to Karen, who created the background picture with the help of AI ! 💞
Many thanks also to Connie for your photos !! 💞
By the remains of St Edmund's Chapel Hunstanton, a carving of a Wolf.
St Edmund was born into the Wuffing family (Wuffa was the old English word for a wolf) and was the last of that dynasty which had ruled the Kingdom of East Anglia for over 200 years. He landed in Hunstanton in 855 A.D., and since then Hunstanton has had a long and close association with St Edmund. The story of his arrival in Hunstanton, his time ruling East Anglia, the dramatic story of his eventual martyrdom at the hands of the Vikings and the legendary appearance of a wolf to guard over his severed head can be discovered following the Hunstanton Wolf Trail. Hunstanton’s association with St Edmund were celebrated by Henry Le Strange, when in the 1840’s he proposed his new sea bathing village ‘St Edmunds’. As the town quickly grew it became known as Hunstanton St Edmund’s, retaining this name until 1893 when the new council decided to rename the town ‘New Hunstanton’. The connections with St Edmund live on in road names ‘St Edmund’s Terrace’ and ‘St Edmund’s Avenue’ and he is the patron saint of both the Anglican and Catholic Churches. The Wolf Trail starts at the entrance to the Esplanade Gardens, just a short walk from the Tourist Information Centre. You will find an information board about the story of St Edmund at the start of the trail and the first of six ‘Wolf Trail’ way markers which take you to the site of St Edmunds Chapel, the surrounding gardens and home of the Wolf statue.
Prompt: A charming, expressive cartoon Cairn Terrier dog with big soulful eyes, looking directly at the viewer with a sad but loving expression. Watercolor and ink illustration style, loose sketch lines, textured fur, warm earthy tones of orange, brown, and cream. Emphasize the dog’s exaggerated nose. Include playful, hand-lettered text below saying 'I WUFF YOU!' with a whimsical, heartfelt feel. High detail, soft shading, and light splatter textures for a hand-painted, artistic look
This digital fine art was created using Google Flow AI and Photoshop
READ MY WORDS !!!
Since a while, I noticed that the explore algorythmn changed, a lot of people changed too.
Guys, the game is over, haven´t you understood this?
A few peple are lucky and reach still the frontpage……..huhuhu
So they have to enjoy it…………can you buy me a bowl of rice with that?
Please for some hungry children?
I don´t know who spread around the rumour that when you don´t fave anymore, you will come to explore again
…………BULLSHIT !!!
So think about if it is worth to delete 20000 favourites you have collected over the years
……..but maybe the glory is too important for some of you.
Mamma mia
Think about the ideas which stood once for this idea of this community.
Forgotten already?
Happy Sunday and for those who are working in their favourite list…..enjoy
Thank you all ……………..
Sorry, but I had to write this NOW
the texture I used is from mon amie les brumes
- Thanks to everyone who looked at my picture, favors and have commented.
- Press "L" or "Z" for a large view - an absolute must to fully enjoy this picture!
Escobar, our "new" Family member (breed Manchester Terrier)
He slept well between my legs - best position to sketched him.
July 2017
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Snape is a small village in the English county of Suffolk, on the River Alde close to Aldeburgh. It has about 600 inhabitants, measured at 611 at the 2011 Census.[1] Snape is now best known for Snape Maltings, no longer in commercial use, but converted into a tourist centre together with a concert hall that hosts the major part of the annual Aldeburgh Festival. There has been human habitation at Snape for some 2,000 years[citation needed] though the original village stood on higher ground, around the present church (it is not known why the village moved nearer to the river). The Romans established a settlement here, centred on salt production. In Anglo-Saxon times the Wuffings (who ruled East Anglia from Rendlesham) used Snape largely as a burial site, and archaeological investigations have revealed boat burials and other graves. In 1085 the Domesday Book recorded forty-nine men. The book also mentions a church, standing in eight acres, and valued at sixteen pence (a larger sum than it now sounds). The present church, however, originally thatched, was built in the 13th century, with the 15th-century additions of a porch and tower. Snape priory was founded in 1155[citation needed] downriver from the village, by William Martell, a local landowner, who was about to set off as part of the Third Crusade. It survived until 1525, when it was closed and stripped of its wealth by Cardinal Wolsey. One of its barns, built by the monks, is all that still stands, and has been dated to 1295 The monks also built a water mill, and probably also constructed the first bridge across the Alde. This was wooden at first, though in 1802 a brick bridge was built, and then itself replaced in 1960. In the 15th century Snape (with a population of under 500) shared its own rotten borough Member of Parliament for "Snape-cum-Aldeburgh". Snape has had five main industries throughout its history. Under the Romans it was salt production, but in the 19th century it was fertiliser, created from coprolite found locally. The discovery of the commercial viability of this process (by a Saxmundham bone merchant, Edward Packard) led to what has been dubbed "the Suffolk Gold Rush", and local fortunes were made (Packard established what was to become the fertiliser company Fisons, now part of AstraZeneca). Sugar beet was also an important product; it was first grown commercially in and exported to the Netherlands from Snape. The Maltings, producing and exporting high-quality malted barley, was a fourth important industry, which bequeathed buildings to the fifth significant industry: tourism. Snape had already tasted success as a tourist destination, for in the 18th and 19th centuries the Snape Race Course on the banks of the Alde was the site of a race meeting held every year for nearly 150 years. This led to the building of a new road (now the A1094) by the Aldeburgh Turnpike Company, which made Snape easy to get to, and which continued to be the main route to the village even after the coming of the railways (which reached Snape in 1888, though only for goods traffic to the Maltings). As a result of fertiliser, sugar beet, and malted barley, Snape had become a very busy inland port by the end of the 19th century. The Maltings, with its fine brick buildings and riverside position, was ideally suited for redevelopment as a tourist centre when it closed as a going concern in 1960, and now constitutes the main industry in the village. In particular, the famous Aldeburgh Festival is now held in the Maltings, emphasising the area's links with Benjamin Britten.
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i wouldn't go so far as to call a dog filthy, but it's definitely dirty.
But, dogs got personality, personality goes a long way.
[jules, pulp fiction]
Please don't use this image on websites, blogs or other media without my written permission.
© Toni_V. All rights reserved.
For Glutz cloven hoof hands >u<
they are adorable an work with any texture : D also has a hud so you can change the hoof color
marketplace.secondlife.com/p/glutz-cloven-hoof-hands/8865712 <~ link to the item : D
other stuffs~
::wretch:: kemono panties
::wretch:: kemono top
wuff! - kemono straberry milk cow
SN kawaii milks
Non è un cane maltrattato: è un cane da caccia ritratto nel box da viaggio nella macchina del suo proprietario (a baule aperto), dopo la mattina di caccia, in attesa del suo padrone, nel frattempo a mangiare nella vicina trattoria.
It's a hunting dog, tired after a working morning, in its travel box on his owner's (opened)car.
The hunters are in the near restaurant for lunch.
This is not a picture shotted in a horrible dog pound, fortunately.
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I would be grateful if you would refrain from inserting images and/or group invites; thank you!
Snape is a small village in the English county of Suffolk, on the River Alde close to Aldeburgh. It has about 600 inhabitants, measured at 611 at the 2011 Census.[1] Snape is now best known for Snape Maltings, no longer in commercial use, but converted into a tourist centre together with a concert hall that hosts the major part of the annual Aldeburgh Festival. There has been human habitation at Snape for some 2,000 years[citation needed] though the original village stood on higher ground, around the present church (it is not known why the village moved nearer to the river). The Romans established a settlement here, centred on salt production. In Anglo-Saxon times the Wuffings (who ruled East Anglia from Rendlesham) used Snape largely as a burial site, and archaeological investigations have revealed boat burials and other graves. In 1085 the Domesday Book recorded forty-nine men. The book also mentions a church, standing in eight acres, and valued at sixteen pence (a larger sum than it now sounds). The present church, however, originally thatched, was built in the 13th century, with the 15th-century additions of a porch and tower. Snape priory was founded in 1155[citation needed] downriver from the village, by William Martell, a local landowner, who was about to set off as part of the Third Crusade. It survived until 1525, when it was closed and stripped of its wealth by Cardinal Wolsey. One of its barns, built by the monks, is all that still stands, and has been dated to 1295 The monks also built a water mill, and probably also constructed the first bridge across the Alde. This was wooden at first, though in 1802 a brick bridge was built, and then itself replaced in 1960. In the 15th century Snape (with a population of under 500) shared its own rotten borough Member of Parliament for "Snape-cum-Aldeburgh". Snape has had five main industries throughout its history. Under the Romans it was salt production, but in the 19th century it was fertiliser, created from coprolite found locally. The discovery of the commercial viability of this process (by a Saxmundham bone merchant, Edward Packard) led to what has been dubbed "the Suffolk Gold Rush", and local fortunes were made (Packard established what was to become the fertiliser company Fisons, now part of AstraZeneca). Sugar beet was also an important product; it was first grown commercially in and exported to the Netherlands from Snape. The Maltings, producing and exporting high-quality malted barley, was a fourth important industry, which bequeathed buildings to the fifth significant industry: tourism. Snape had already tasted success as a tourist destination, for in the 18th and 19th centuries the Snape Race Course on the banks of the Alde was the site of a race meeting held every year for nearly 150 years. This led to the building of a new road (now the A1094) by the Aldeburgh Turnpike Company, which made Snape easy to get to, and which continued to be the main route to the village even after the coming of the railways (which reached Snape in 1888, though only for goods traffic to the Maltings). As a result of fertiliser, sugar beet, and malted barley, Snape had become a very busy inland port by the end of the 19th century. The Maltings, with its fine brick buildings and riverside position, was ideally suited for redevelopment as a tourist centre when it closed as a going concern in 1960, and now constitutes the main industry in the village. In particular, the famous Aldeburgh Festival is now held in the Maltings, emphasising the area's links with Benjamin Britten.
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Rædwald's burial mask, visitor centre, Sutton Hoo, Suffolk
Listen!
Out of the past, a mound, a barrow
Stood high upon the headland
Overlooking the sea.
Forgotten now, here the Kings of old
Were buried. Here they lay
With their treasure in the ship.
Forgotten now, these heroes,
Forgotten now their mighty deeds.
Here they brought the helmet adorned with gold.
Here they brought the helmet,
For men who should polish battle masks are sleeping.
The armour too, that once stood up to the bite
Of swords in battle, after shields were shattered.
The armour decays like the warriors.
The linked mail may no longer range
Far and wide with the warrior,
Stand side by side with heroes.
The great Kings of the past are dead,
The heroes gone, their mighty deeds
Forgotten.
But here in the mound,
Here in the barrow above the sea,
The treasure waits.
from Beowulf, 8th Century Anglo-Saxon translated.
Sutton Hoo is a group of low grassy burial mounds overlooking Woodbridge and the River Deben in Suffolk, England. In 1939, excavations brought to light the richest burial ever discovered in Britain, an Anglo-Saxon ship containing the treasure of one of the earliest English Kings, Rædwald, King of East Anglia.
- from the suttonhoo.org website
Rædwald's mask is a reminder to us of the sophistication of Saxon art and culture before it was ravaged by the Vikings. It has become a potent symbol of East Anglian self-identity, and is iconic of the county of Suffolk.
The mask shown here is one of two reconstructions of that found in the ship burial; one is in the British Museum in London, this one is at the Sutton Hoo visitors' centre near Woodbridge.
Rædwald died in 625, not long before the story of Beowulf was first told, still two centuries before it was first written down. Beowulf was a warrior hero, and his is an East Anglian story, probably first told in Suffolk (there are convincing geographical references to places in Suffolk, particularly in the account of the conflict between Beowulf and a treasure dragon). It tells the story of an East Anglian hero crossing the whales' way (the North Sea) to defeat the monster Grendel who is terrorising the Danes.
Although Beowulf is a work of fiction, there is a curious symmetry between it and the Sutton Hoo treasure. When the ship burial and its treasure were discovered in 1939, the archaeologists recognised instantly what they had discovered because the find replicated the grave goods buried with Scyld and then with Beowulf at the beginning and the end of the story. This also confirmed for the first time that Anglo-Saxon kings really had been buried with treasure in ships inside mounds, as the story describes.
Further, when the inquest was held to decide the ownership of the treasure, passages from Beowulf were read out in court to prove that the burial had been a public ceremony rather than one carried out in secret, and that there had never been any intention to recover the goods. Because of this, it was decided that the find was not Treasure Trove, but belonged to the land owner, Mrs Edith Pretty. However, she donated all of it to the British Museum.
In the early 7th Century, East Anglia was the most powerful of the seven Anglo-Saxon kingdoms, and Gyppeswic, the modern Ipswich, was one of the biggest and busiest manufacturing and trading settlements in northern Europe. The Wuffing, the East Anglian royal family, held court at Rendlesham, on the heathlands to the north of Sutton Hoo. 'Wuffing' means 'the people of the Wolf'. Rædwald was perhaps their most remarkable king, with a contemporary reputation for justice and wisdom. He embraced the arrival of Christianity, and his urging of diplomacy was one of the factors which led, eventually, to the formation of the new nation of the Ænglisc, the English.
It is curious that, particularly in recent years, Saxon art and culture have been dismissed as primitive, whilst those of the Celts have been lauded. Without wishing to denigrate Celtic art, the Saxon art of the 7th and 8th centuries is outstanding, and among the most sophisticated in northern Europe.
Me and my Mum paddled together yesterday, I had dirty feet, but she kept her boots on!! wuff Dodgie 🐾🐾
Another picture of the same wolf I took to test my aptitudes at action shooting with the 400mm lens. Nice tongue!
Sadly it has a bit of motion blur, but it's only visible at full resolution.
I is very hot and tired, Mum says I was very naughty but I had a lot of fun! While she was on her knees looking at the flowers with that black box of hers, I was running about chasing the pheasants in the wood. I did hear Mum shouting for me, but I was too busy to be good. Oh dear, now I'm for it! Wuff Dodgie