jillysheep (Free subscription) | 12/01/2009
I was quite surprised when I looked out this morning to white grass. That's the first frost of this winter - so now I can believe winter has started. I am glad I don't have to go out at 6.45am to get the bus to work. I am currently reading Tessa Hainsworth's Up with the Larks about how she swapped a high powered job with the Body Shop for life as a seaside post woman in Cornwall. It paints a picture...
Lala Ween World (Free subscription) | 11/22/2009
Well here we are, another weekend nearly over, and back to the coalface tomorrow. Still I hope you've all had a good weekend. I know it's baking hot in Oz, but spare a thought for all the poor buggers that have been flooded out of their homes in Cumbria , not something I would wish on anyone. Peter has been away this weekend, visiting the his Mum and Stepfather in Spain, so I have had time to myself,...
CBC.ca (Free subscription) | 11/20/2009
Having gone a brilliant, confidence building 1-1 in last week's picks, and not planning any trips to Regina in the near future, we present our choices for this Sunday's Canadian Football League division finals.
Raindrops (Free subscription) | 11/20/2009
Here it is, seven o'clock in the A.M., and I've completed the daily Sudoku in the morning paper. Whoda thunkit: not about completing the puzzle but doing so by 7:00? I've never been a morning person. Certainly, the normal worker who is nighthawk by nature is forced to stumble out and about in a state of bewilderment at ungodly hours. (Or are they, in point of fact, the godly hours') But once I retired...
Bradders Birding Blog (Free subscription) | 11/19/2009
I made another return visit to Holkham on Sunday afternoon, since Dad hadn’t seen the ever-increasing Shore Lark flock yet. No great hardship – they’re cracking birds, and all the more welcome having been very scarce in the last couple of winters. Photos are still not as good as I would like (i.e they’re not really sharp), but they’re heading in the right direction! The...
Poetry & Poets in Rags (Free subscription) | 11/18/2009
fancying that their souls "stand up erect and strong," and as they draw closer and closer together in the silence, facing each other, they resemble two angels who will merge into one. But before they merge, she allows the tips of their wings to "break into fire/At either curvèd point." from Linda Sue Grimes: Suite101.com: Barrett Browning's Sonnet 22: When our two souls stand...
A View to a Thrill...Not! (Free subscription) | 11/16/2009
In Flanders Fields By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918) Canadian Army In Flanders Fields the poppies blow Between the crosses row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel...
from the field book (Free subscription) | 11/15/2009
I visited Hesketh Out Marsh with Chorley NATS this morning. Although it's not far from where I live, I've never been there before. One of the advantages of joining a local group is that you find out about such places and another is that there are more people to notice sightings. This morning's highlight was a stunning male hen harrier quartering low over the marsh. We also saw a merlin and managed...
Sarah + Tim (Free subscription) | 11/12/2009
In Canada, November 11 is known as Remembrance Day and marks a pivotal day in history when World War I ended. On the eleventh day of the eleventh month on the eleventh hour, Canadians all over remember the price of freedom and the blood that was spilt on their behalf. Remembrance Day always evokes memories of [...]
the Marvelous in nature (Free subscription) | 11/12/2009
In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved, and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To [...]
A Trail Runner's Blog (Free subscription) | 11/12/2009
Last Saturday, I had the great pleasure of joining 150 marathoners for the Lithia Loop Marathon in Ashland, OR. This year was the USATF National Trail Marathon Championships, so fast runners came from all over the US to check out the awesome weekend put on by the Rogue Valley Runners . Good food, great people, amazing volunteers, and a course that ends in a park where I played every day as a five year...
CycleDog (Free subscription) | 11/12/2009
In honor of those men and women who gave so much in order that we may spend our time complaining about the government, taxes, traffic congestion, crappy cellphone service and other ephemera. In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We...
Cllr. Martyn Findley (BNP) (Free subscription) | 11/12/2009
Armistice day is always when the people of Bedworth hold their remembrance day parade. This year I have had the honour of laying the wreath in Bedworth and it was nice to see so many British National Party members in the crowd. There were many who were nearly in tears when the families and friends of members of the Royal Regiment of Fusiliers recently deceased laid their wreaths. The poem ‘In...
Baumhaus | an inside view of a furniture design... (Free subscription) | 11/11/2009
Every year, England holds a two minutes silence at 11am, on 11th November to remember all the troops who have fallen since world war one and in subequent conflicts. Click here to view article . It is also called 'Poppy Day' or 'Remembrance Day,' and has all the more poignancy because it hasn't lost it purity by being commercialised by marketeers. The holding of the silence is also pretty much universally...
TDA Training (Free subscription) | 11/11/2009
In Flanders Fields John McCrae, 1915. In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands...
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