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Deserted Floating City of Oily Rocks
One of the strangest cities in the world sits just off the coast of Azerbaijan, abandoned and dilapidated. 'Oily Rocks' began with a single path out over the water and grew into a system of paths and platforms built on the back of ships sunken to serve as the city's foundation. It was all created to serve the oil industry, and before long, it contained housing, schools, libraries and shops for the workers and their families. Now, only part of it remains as many of the paths have disappeared into the surf.
Abandoned Launch Platform for some of America's first spy satellites
There are numerous isolated military bases around the world, but few as remote as Johnston Atoll. Located in the central Pacific and comprising little more than a vast runway, it's not hard to imagine what sort of "under the radar" pursuits went on here over the years.
Origionally a natural island atop a coral reef about 750 nautical miles west of Hawaii, Johnston Island has been enlarged tremendously over the years by coral dredging. The result: a semi man-made island providing space for a expansive military base with accomodation for more than 1,000 people at its zenith.Between 1958 and 1975, Johnston Atoll was used as a nuclear test site for underground and above-ground nuclear weapons. Several nuclear test missiles were launched from the atoll during "Operation Dominic" in 1962
Johnston Atoll also served as a launch platform for some of America's first spy satellites and other scientific rockets. But by 1993, its military mission had been scaled down to handle the storage and destruction of chemical weapons.
The Fort in the middle of nowhere
A military fort, out in the ocean, with a moat! Fort Jefferson is a part of Dry Tortugas National Park in the waters off of Key West, Florida. Construction on the "fort in the middle of nowhere" was started in 1846. It was originally meant for the defense of the US, but during the 30 years of construction, some design features became obsolete for that purpose. During and after the Civil War the fort began to be used as a prison for deserters and other criminals. In 1874 the army completely abandoned the fort after several hurricanes and a yellow fever epidemic, and it wasn't until 1898 that the military returned in the form of the navy, which used the facilities during the Spanish-American War. The fort was also used from 1888 through 1900 as a quarantine station, and was garrisoned again briefly during World War I.
Ghost Island – The highest population density ever recorded
Hashima Island (meaning "Border Island"), commonly called Gunkanjima (meaning "Battleship Island") is one among 505 uninhabited islands in the Nagasaki Prefecture about 15 kilometers from Nagasaki itself. The island was populated from 1887 to 1974 as a coal mining facility.
Amenities like a movie theater, doctor's office, arcades, restaurants and bars were added later, and the city became a thriving, microcosmic community. The entire complex was linked via underground tunnels. At its peak in 1959, Hashima Island was the most densely populated city on Earth, with 5,259 inhabitants on the small, rocky outcropping, the highest population density ever recorded worldwide. That's 835 people for every 2.5 acres.As petroleum replaced coal in Japan in the 1960s, coal mines began shutting down all over the country, and Hashima's mines were no exception. Mitsubishi officially announced the closing of the mine in 1974, and today it is empty and bare, which is why it's called the Ghost Island. Travel to Hashima is currently prohibited.
Abandoned Man-Made Military Island
Fort Carroll is a 3.4 acre (14,000 m²) artificial island and abandoned fort in the middle of the Patapsco River, just south of Baltimore, Maryland. The fort was used in the 1800s. In WWII it was briefly used as a firing range for the Army and a checkpoint for ships The government abandoned the fort as a military post in 1920, and the island was declared excess property in 1923. However, the War Department took no immediate steps to sell the land. In May 1958, a Baltimore attorney purchased the island for $10,000, but development plans never materialized. The fort now is deserted.


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I did not like the way I look in the Christmas pictures and need to get ahold of this before it gets out of hand. Fitday keeps going down or leaving me in loading hell, probably from all the thousands of people like me suddenly deciding to keep track of their nutrition. Such a pain in the ass. The last time I really liked my body I was a Spinning junkie, sometimes two or three classes a day.
I have a plan! (insert evil laughter here) I've got a five week plan, week 1, starting today, I log everything that goes in my mouth, in a notebook, no waiting for Fitday. Week 2, continue logging and crunch the numbers to see how many calories I'm taking in and where they are coming from. Week 3 I subtract 500 calories a day, continue logging. Week 4 continue logging, aiming for the calorie goal and work to meet nutrition RDA of everything. Week 5 evaluate how this has been going.
My long-term goal is to weigh 20 pounds less then currently, as much lean and muscle as possible, while retaining femininity. Short term goal, to keep on the Plan!
Today (Thursdy) I'm going to lift with volume for squats, up to 3 x 5 x 125, volume presses, 3 x 5 x 60 again, my shoulder has been wonky ever since last week's sessions. Bench press 3 x 5 x 80, Romanian deadliest 3 x 5 x 95.
Friday will be a long slow distance day, .75 mile intervals 5.2, 4.0 interval active rest.
Saturday lifts light presses 3 x 8 x bar, power cleans 5 x 3 x 65.
Sunday fast intervals at 1% incline, 6.0 half miles alternated with 3.0 active rest up to four miles.
Will update after lifting.
Light day:
Squats, 1 x 12 x air, 1 x 10 x bar, 1 x 5 x 65, 1 x 5 x 85, 1 x 5 x 105, 1 x 4 x 115, 2 x 3 x 115, 1 x 1 x 115, 1 x 3 x 105. Not a good squat session. Moving on
Overhead press 3 x 8 x bar, right shoulder still twangy. Bench press, 1 x 8 x bar, 1 x 5 x 55, 1 x 5 x 65, 1 x 3 x 75, 2 x 5 x 75, 1 x 8 x 75- with a spotter but no actual help other then not wanting to fail while he was right there. May be on to something!
Romanian deads 3 x 5 x 95.

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Make Sure You Do Your 67 Minutes Of Good Unto Other Today And Spread The Love That Mandela Always Did
#Viva Mandela
Make Sure You Do Your 67 Minutes Of Good Unto Other Today And Spread The Love That Mandela Always Did
#Viva Mandela
Youth Should Be Seen And Not Hurt
Welcome to the 1st of June, 2016, The start of National Youth Month.
Being in the category of Youth may seem dreadful as youth are quite young in age. The real question is, is it a bad thing?
The youth are the future of the world. The youth may be young but they can be wise.
Sometimes we see youth as nothing but metaphorical babies of the world but when infact, they are crucial to the development of the entire world. When you come across a youth, educate them in the best manner possible, the future depends on it.
One is never too young to make a change, rise up and BE A YOUTH. Participate in community programs and make yourself known to the rest of the world by not doing bad but only good. Take in your education every opportunity you get because one of you will possibly be the next president of South Africa. I quote the words of Mahatma Ghandi, "Be the change you want to see in the world."
So I call on all youth of the world to rise up and do something great. Do not do bad things that add no value, do good things that add value to yourself and your country.
When you are making Sunday Lunch and there are multiple left overs, don't let is be kept in the fridge and later disposed of, dish it up and find the nearest homeless person and bless them with it. You may be full but they are empty. Most homeless people are either on drugs or alcohol but some of them are absolutely clean of Narcotics and alcohol. Even if you find someone who is on drugs or alcohol, feed them. Bad decisions are made on empty stomachs. You could feed that person with the food of life and they could turn their lives around because someone committed an act of love towards them
Good Morning, South Africa.
I would just like to wish everybody a happy Human Rights Day. May everyone have a good one.
If you are travelling back from a vacation, i wish you travelling mercies. Please be safe on the roads and do not break the laws today because the moral of the story is that you do have the right to an attorney if you are arrested for drunken driving.
Have a good one everyone
As we all leave school some day, we remember the legacy we left behind. Some of us were a handful and some of us were the top students. What we tend to forget is the Legacy that our teachers left in our lives.
Many of us tend to think that teachers are just there for one reason and that is to teach us. There is a teacher from Bosmansdam high school who goes by the name of Mrs Lorinda Gruning who I see as way more than a teacher, she is a conqueror. I remember sitting in her English class and received an assignment to write a 750 word essay and the topic was our life story. I wrote and i wrote, a heartfelt story yet a broken one. When i received my essay back after it had been marked, I read words which changed me life.
"You have been through allot and you are still so strong. Do not let anyone ridicule you!"
Although Mrs Gruning never intended to be a high school english teacher, she believes that she was called into the career as she has impacted many of her students. Since Lorinda has started being a teacher, she has grown allot as a person and was taught a great deal of humility in the process as she works with the young people.
"Being a teacher keeps you young. You are constantly exposed to the times that are changing and it forces you to move with the time and the new era"
Lorinda says that language is not just a language, it teaches us how to conduct ourselves w hich is extremely true. If we think about Shakespeare's work, he told more than just a story, he taught us a lesson on life.
The approaches that a teacher takes towards a difficult student is crucial as the teacher has to educate his or herself on that student to find out what the problem is before they intervene. It's not a matter of sending the student to detention for a few hours, it's a matter of dealing with the child first hand. As a teacher, it isn't just a matter of teaching the subject, it's all about teaching your students about life. When you educate a child, you don't just teach them a subject, you teach them for life.
I asked Lorinda Gruning what advice she has for all other teacher out there and she said, "Teaching is a learning curve for both teachers and students and the learning never stops. As teachers, we need to change out perspectives towards the subjects to make the children love the subject. We need to be passionate about the subject and tap into the naive nature of the students and bring them into a world of wonder about the subject. We do not just teach a subject, we teach them about the desire to learn."
I have elected Mrs Lorinda Gruning as the most inspirational teacher, 2016. She is the English teacher that taught me not only about Shakespeare, but about life as well. If you ever come across a teacher as great as this powerful woman, cherish them. Because they will be the teacher that will have the greatest impact on not only your academics, but your entire life.
So, we are basically at the end of the road for 2015. It was a long road that we thought would never end, a road where the speed limit is slower than our patience can tolerate. For some of us, it was a long bumpy road and for the unlikely few, it was a very good year where nothing bad has upset you. Good news! Whatever happened in 2015 can now all be forgotten about and we can all move on to greener pastures. Your new year should start with a resolution, an important value that you want to use as a challenge to aim for greatness.
"Be The Change You Want To See In The World" – Mahatma Ghandi
New Year's resolutions aren't that difficult. Most people pick a famous quote from a well-known celebrity or someone who made an impact on the world many years ago. My resolution for 2015 was the quote in my headline for this paragraph. See, many people think that you can make a change in order for it be different. The real change starts with you! If you want something to change such as a relationship with somebody, be the change. If you're not in the mood for life anymore and you feel as if everything is meant for nothing, get a new perspective of life, keep your head up and make yourself feel more optimistic about life. That's where my resolution for 2016 comes in.
"I Have Come To Realise That There Is Nothing That I Cannot Do" – Whoopi Goldberg
Because my resolution built me up in 2015, I am now able to move on to the next stage of my life. Now that I am stronger and I am the change that I wanted to be, now I can start taking action and making use of my will power to do only good. This quote by Whoopi Goldberg is extremely powerful. Every time I hear it or when I say it out loud, I feel like my metaphorical battery is fully charged. That is what a resolution should do to you, it should make you feel powerful.
What Is A New Year's Resolution?
A new year's resolution could be just about any quote, saying or a verse from the bible. It should reflect on your morals and values and it should be possible, almost like seeing the light at the end of the tunnel. It should be a goal that you want to achieve by the time you reached the end of that year. It can be simple materialistic things like a goal to lose 10 kilo's or to buy a car or rent a new house. It can also be sentimental such as quotes, which really do help.
Your resolutions are only as possible as you want them to be. If you only just started a new job and your new year's resolution is to buy a Porsche or a Ferrari, hang on to that goal. Save every month and who knows, you could be sitting in that comfy vehicle sooner than you think. Don't sit back and wait for the keys to fall into your lap. The world doesn't owe people their goals, the world expects you to work your ass off for it and that's exactly what you have to do if you want to reach your goal.
Sometimes people think that they do not have the potential to have a goal or a New Year's resolution. If you feel that was, I have one thing to say. ANYTHING is possible. So whoever told you that you aren't good enough or who broke you down making you feel like there is nothing left to work for, make 2016 a year of proving those people wrong. If they told you that you will never be successful one day, do everything possible to prove them wrong. Don't let them get the better of you, make them eat their words and you will also benefit from it.
Last but not least, never lose focus of your vision. If you feel like you are slipping away, make sure you put yourself onto the straight path again. Print out your Resolutions and goals or write it on a piece of paper, put it up on your room walls, mirrors, in your cars or even on your desk at work. Just don't lose your vision. I spoke to a homeless woman the other day and I happened to ask her what her New Year's resolution was. She told me that her dream is to get a job and be able to earn a salary to take care of herself and her beautiful daughter. Interview after interview, she spoke to me 2 weeks later and she told me that she had finally found a job and she starts on the 9th of January. Do you see how small a goal could be to make you happy?
The reason why I say it is best to not overthink is because most of the stress caused in todays population and as it always was caused is by overthinking something.
Sometimes we are feeling sick. Due to all the bad news on Live TV, we are all lead to believe that we have contracted one of those deadly diseases so we book an appointment to see a doctor to have ourselves checked out. We sit in the waiting room riddled with fear that we may receive the news that our hours are being counted. We get checked out and we up being diagnosed with a common cold. Do you see how overthinking makes you stressed out and anxious?
How to NOT overthink
Don't listen to the people that tell you to freak out when you are in doubt. I repeat, DO NOT LISTEN TO THEM.
Blessings to all
Ever wondered by people say, "I'm not an alcoholic, I only drink 2 glasses of wine a day"?
Ever wondered why you walk to the shop and can't remember what you needed even though it's really important?
Ever wondered why your phone dies the moment your car decides to break down and you're on a road about 200km from home and there's hardly any cars on that road?
Ever wondered if the Glo-Mail and Homemark adverts are true and if that vacuum can really pic up a 300kg safe?
Ever wondered why Oversized people just don't go on a diet when they constantly complain about their weight?
Ever wondered where your child got that weird gene from when they do something really weird?
Ever wondered how the front door closed by itself when there's not a breath of wind outside or inside your house?
Ever wondered why people say "one mans trash is another mans treasure" when in fact they're talking about a toilet roll holder?
Ever wondered why teenagers are driving super old cars and older people are driving the sportiest coupe on the market?
Ever wonder why the most noise takes place outside your house the night you really need your sleep?
If you're reading this, I hope you have a good laugh like I had whilst typing this 🙂
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Guilty pleasures. We all have them. Some more than others and they all range from mutliple different things. I've always grown up thinking a guilty pleasure was something bad. Something that isnt necessarily normal but you do it anyways. Which is kind of true.
As I recently look up the definition I think to myself.. why though? Why are these "guilty pleasures" a bad thing? Why do they have to be called guilty pleasures in the first place?
Now is this me just over thinking everything as usual? Yes of course, but I also think that for me, I wouldnt want to call them that.
So what if I like to eat a handful of cookie dough? Or stay up till midnight watching YouTube videos on my weekends? That's not really hurting anybody. I'm not "guilty" because I do these things. In fact, I am quite happy. Hence the word…
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Feeling a little twisted? Check out these awesome nautical inspired DIYs using twisted rope cords. They're very strong and able to uphold even the heaviest of your creations.
Who knew rope cord could make such a great strap for a mirror? This Hardware Inspired Mirror is the perfect addition to any bathroom.
This beautiful Nautical Rope Vase will have your home looking summery all year round (change flowers according to season to intensify the look).
How cute is this Rope Word DIY! It's the perfect addition to any bedroom. Let the ropes do the talking!
Shed some light into any ol' bedroom with a Nautical Inspired Lamp.
These rope handle lanterns are perfect for those outdoor festivities. Switch up the add-ins according to your event.


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Today I am thankful for the almost ten months that God allowed me to spend with my daughter, Lillian Joy. Thankful for those months of time with her growing inside my womb.
I am thankful to Him for giving Clif and I the experience of parenthood with Lilly, before any other.
I am thankful to Him for putting an amazing doctor in my path that cared for me before, during, and after my pregnancy with Lilly.
Most of all, I am thankful for my beautiful little baby girl that changed my life forever. I love you Lillian Joy, Happy Heavenly Birthday!
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Day 13: I am SO thankful
Posted by Lilly's Mom (Desiree) at 6:00 AM
3 comments:
- That corgi :) said...
a wonderful child to be thankful for
- November 13, 2011 at 10:07 AM
- Trennia said...
Thinking of your sweet Lily and your family today.Happy Heavenly Birthday,Lily.
- November 13, 2011 at 11:50 AM
- Caroline said...
Thinking of you so much today & your Sweet Lily !! <3
- November 13, 2011 at 10:18 PM
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Thursday, May 6, 2010
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1st-4th Math Coach Constantly Searching for New Ideas
I'm jealous of more advanced math teachers/coaches…You guys get parabolas (i.e. Dan Meyer's Basketball Shot) BUILT IN PERPLEXITY!! This is totally unfair. Even Upper Elementary teachers get rates/proportions (i.e. Dan Meyer's Nana's Paint Mix Up). I'm in 1st-4th grade and I have found that there's a lack of ready-made activities that include what Dan Meyer calls "perplexing" material. If you are reading this and thinking "who's Dan Meyer" and "why does he keep mentioning Dan Meyer" then you should really check out his blog because it inspired me to start my own. His TEDx talk is also a great place to start.
The question for 1st – 4th grade is whether or not the students can make the leap from "perplexing" material to conceptual understanding in the context that they are taught. Elementary students typically have teachers that are responsible for covering everything…not just math, not just ELA, not just science, etc. This makes it difficult for teachers of younger students to devote the time necessary to crafting truly meaningful math activities. I hope that I can begin to fill that void, though I imagine that I'll be putting a drop in the proverbial bucket. I've put many 1st-4th Illustrative Mathematics and Illuminations activities in one place in my virtual filing cabinets in an attempt to make it easier for teachers. As time goes on, I will continue to accumulate activities and share them. But, I wanted to challenge myself to make something meaningful for my students from scratch. I found myself on Google Earth, using the measuring tool to see how far away my house is from my school in a straight line (I was bored…). It dawned on me that I could measure anything from the perimeter of Fenway Park, to the radius of Madison Square Garden. What if the students were shown a picture of something they knew with lines and no numbers. Could they ask the right questions for us to figure out the area of their school's gym? How about the handball courts in the back of the school? Why would we need to do this?
The kids began to talk about Home Depot, and who they'd hire to help. This led to a discussion of materials, but we needed something else first.
What do we need to know? How would we get the information? Do we need help or do we have the tools available to us?
The students asked for the length and width and were given the information necessary. This was a 4th grade class that was struggling…I mean strugggggggggling with two-digit by two-digit multiplication. So I used this as a way to remind them about expanding the numbers and drawing the boxes to multiply. We found that the area of the roof is 875 square yards. I think this was a really valuable learning experience. Will any of them have to do this in the "real-world?" Who knows? Maybe, maybe not. But, the pictures and slides set into motion a new enthusiasm about solving it because it was their school, it was their gym. It was something they know like the back of their hand. Maybe next time they'll look up at the ceiling and remember how they figured out the area.
I'm sure that they had seen enough of this:
Is it possible that, for some, the pictures from Google Earth were as boring as the textbook? Possibly…but I think I got through to a few kids who had zoned out of area a few lessons ago. I'm going to chalk it up as a win for today…hopefully many more activities like this one to come.
Matt, great work here. We are facing similar issues in designing tasks to fit elementary school kids and curriculum, which am also exploring on my blog:
Embedding the multi-digit multiplication in the area of the roof task is, I think, a very powerful template. We are trying to do this in our 4th and 5th grade classrooms in the context of our own "homemade" Andrew Stadel estimation180-type activities.
Thank you! I'm bookmarking your blog right now. I've spent a lot of time browsing Dan's blog, videos, and google doc of perplexing ideas – I really want to create fantastic problems like his for my fourth grade classroom. However, projects like that always go to the back burner since I need to plan for other curriculum areas. I'm excited to try what you create! Again, thank you!!
(BTW, I found you through a link on Dan's blog.)
What a fantastic idea! I'm always looking for "Dan Meyer" type ideas for elementary school too. We've been talking about solar energy in our third grade class. You gave me the idea of having them calculate the area of our building's roof, then calculate the number of solar panels they'd need to cover it. Thanks so much for sharing!
Hi Matt-
Love your thinking, and love even more the fact that you've made it visible. Just in case you haven't already found them, here are a few fellow elementary 3-actors: http://gfletchy.wordpress.com, http://mikewiernicki.com, http://jenisesexton.wordpress.com
You've already found Joe Schwartz, another favorite.
Also, just an FYI, when Georgia DOE mathematics units are revised and rereleased on July 1, each unit will have a minimum of one 3-act included. We see the need, and have teacher/coach teams working to meet it. Please feel free to join our K-5 Mathematics Wiki: https://ccgpsmathematicsk-5.wikispaces.com I'm adding a discussion/sharing page about 3-acts today!
Hi Matt –
I did a similar activity with my high school freshmen this year, but with more steps:
"My neighbor and I share a driveway. He has a parking pad in front, I have one in the back. Here's a view from Google Maps:
The dotted line on the map is the split between our properties, and the red section at the top is 4 feet wide (it's the stairs to my deck).
When we get the driveway re-paved, what percentage of the cost should I pay?"
That is awesome. I love the 45 degree angle and real life situation. I want to do this with my backyard and how I redesigned it. Also have a fire pit to include circles, I'll have to share! Thanks for sharing yours.


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Marco's trashcan-kicking-in-the-night-after-getting-drunk buddy. Shares Marco's love for pasta, pizza, caneloni, lasagna and other disgusting Italian dishes. Some speculate that he might be Marco's secret lover, though everybody is okay with that since they're hilarious together. Enjoys death metal, electro, some indie rock bands and has a deep hatred for Simon Pegg and Nick Frost. He also coined the term ''Marco black metal'', which is now widely used by NME and Pitchfork journalists, who struggle to be as cool as Chester.
Sleazy Italian. Tony Soprano impersonator. Garbage arsonist. Enjoys indie and stoner rock, all of Josh Homme's bands and obscure hip-hop. Doesn't eat chips. Usually found in bars, drinking beer and arguing loudly about TV shows and music. He owns a Muse CD, of which he is not proud. Co-founded TZEEEAC together with Chester one lazy March afternoon and it's been non-stop partying and drinking ever since.
Jonathan is TZEEEAC's designated specialist in progressive rock, obscure post-rock acts and beer. Prefers to be called "Master" and has a creepy tendency to address readers as "minions" in his articles. Other than that, not much is known about him, so we just assume he's Batman. A silent guardian. A watchful protector.
Daniel Witchfinder is pretty much the coolest dude we know. He loves traditional heavy and doom metal, almost exclusively watches cult horror movies and cartoons, has a D.R.I. snap-back hat, Tony Iommi is his best friend, gobbles down pizza and soda on the reg and has a weird hatred for Monster Energy Drink. He's an 80s kid at heart, which probably explains why the first time we met him he was naked and coming out from behind some trash cans.
Volo is our resident expert in all things hardcore and he's an endless well of emotional punk band recommendations. He's also the drummer for the crusty doom metal band Void Forger, a talented graphic artist (see his stuff here), an aspiring soy bean cook, future concert promoter and an all-around great dude. He's connected up the ass in the Romanian underground-DIY hardcore scene and he wants to perform in a "true" emo band. When he grows up, he wants to attend Touche Amore and Deafheaven concerts all around Europe. Until then, he's stuck writing reviews for us and pleasing his corporate clients. Whoops, did we just blow his entire punk credibility? Sorry, bro!
Marco's high school desk mate. Pitchfork aficionado. TZEEEAC fan turned member overnight. Usually found at home, browsing the internet for obscure music to complain about. Infectious laugh and kleptomaniac tendencies. Cool bro, 10/10 would husband.
Thomas is the radest old dude we know. He's young at heart, but doesn't want to admit it. He is deep inside the Austrian punk scene, he's basically been there when punk was punk and metal was metal, so he'll be covering that type of stuff. He also runs Create and Destroy Press and he has done artworks for bands such as Planks, Neurosis and Saint Vitus to name a few.


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The snow has only just cleared and already fellow plotters are out in force at the weekend making preparations for Spring plantings. It's great to see everyone is so keen. (Local government rhetoric on tackling climate change is all very well - but plans to do this are still only words on paper in some places - see Vision 2050). Organic gardeners have been getting real about it - and getting our hands dirty - for years now. We have to educate our elected representatives, that much is clear.
Stopped by our Allotment Society shop yesterday to renew my membership and catch up on plans. A sense of relief was in the air and I had the chance to exchange a few words with our lovely Chair, who promised to update me on the progress and politics of our long-awaiting composting toilet as soon as she has some news.
But the best was yet to come. With a bag of sharp sand on the back of my tricycle I headed down to the plot. It's Year Four. With all those additions of home made compost and the many mulches I've put down during the last four years the soil is looking better than it has ever been. The pay off for all that hard work. The sunshine was beautiful.
Cut the raspberry canes down. Tweaked the guttering on the shed. Pruned the pear tree.
The no-dig approach definitely works - soil condition is better than it has ever been. I felt sorry for a fellow plotter who gloomily told me: "I've still got so much work to do..." (they dig the plot from front to back every autumn/spring). As I've said before on this blog: "Why do it to yourself?".
We'll be picking asparagus this year for the first time (April). I hope the cherry plums will flower early - we can harvest rhubarb too.
It suddenly dawned on me that the time to start raising seedlings at home for the plot is a mere SIX WEEKS away. I'm really glad that my approach has been 'little and often' - Spring really seems like something to look forward to now. Hope you'll still be reading then to share it with us...


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Wednesday, June 4, 2014
What happened to April?
First Fridays at the Natural History Museum
Birthday month perks!
Can't stop rollerskating.
We love the photo booth at Golden Road.
Lazy mornings with Minka
Mr. Little Jeans @ the Roxy
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Monday, June 2, 2014
Nobody Likes You When You're 23?
Finally sharing some snippets of my birthday (2 months ago). The last time I was in LA on my birthday I was turning 18, so it was nice to be here and just enjoy my birthday at home. I was thoroughly spoiled: macaroons, my favorite pancakes, a mocha the size of my head that made me feel like I was on Friends, a care package, and my first time having Korean BBQ! I'm a lucky girl surrounded by lots of love. 23, so far so good.
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MOSCOW, November 17 (Itar-Tass) — The adoption of the "Magnitsky act" by the lower house of the U.S. Congress is another attempt of the grossest politicization of human rights issues, the Russian Foreign Ministry's commissioner for human rights, democracy and the rule of law Konstantin Dolgov told Itar-Tass on Saturday.
It will not take Moscow long to respond, he said.
Russia repeatedly stressed that the "Magnitsky law" is contrary to common sense and the logics of the development, generally positive in recent time, of Russian-American relations, which must be freed of such "cold war" relics, he noted.
An adequate and international law-based response of Russia to the openly unfriendly and provocative action of American legislators will not be long waited for, Dolgov said.


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Interesting Crunch Time Stat
It used to drive me CrAzY that sometimes Popovich would not call time out in closing seconds of key games. Maybe he knew this all along:
Thanks to the people at NBA.com/stats, we now have some insight. According to their research, NBA teams are more likely to score in crunch time if they don't call timeout. It turns out that in no scenario were teams more likely to make a shot when they called timeout. This is true even though fast-break points were excluded entirely from the analysis -- to present an apples-to-apples comparison of half-court plays. The downside of this exclusion is that one of the big arguments against timeouts is that they slow play. In other words, if you included them, timeouts could look even worse.
Evidence: Timeouts hurt scoring - TrueHoop Blog - ESPN
I have always thought the exact same thing that Battier said:
You took a timeout to draw up an ISO play?
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Posted in New Hampshire August 03, 2016
This Huge Festival In New Hampshire Is One Of A Kind
You may know of a few festivals in New Hampshire but this one is absolutely worth checking out.
Summer in New Hampshire is all about getting outside. That is even more appealing when you can enjoy great shopping and interesting demonstrations in the beautiful New Hampshire outdoors. One of the best places to do that is at the League of New Hampshire Craftsmen's Craftsmen's Fair.


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Well it's that time of year and I'm away from home again...luckily I have great mates over here to keep me entertained and my mind off home. Saying that home will always be in the back of my mind, so Mum, Dad, Darryl, Renee, Callum and Logan Merry Christmas and happy New Year, here's some festive photos from Ireland and no i'm not on that plane below. Miss everyone alot especially not seeing my nephews growing up. Look after yourselves and have a primo day. Luv yas lots and big hugs.
___I also want to say a big thank you to Mikee and Paul for getting me this water housing for my Limux, it's pretty cool and can hardly wait to try it out, cheers guys.


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United States District Court, E.D. Kentucky, Northern Division, Covington
June 25, 2015
DAVID EMERSON CAUDILL, Plaintiff,v.KENTON COUNTY DETENTION CENTER, et al., Defendants.
WILLIAM O. BERTELSMAN, District Judge.
Plaintiff David Emerson Caudill is an inmate confined in the Kenton County Detention Center ("KCDC") located in Covington, Kentucky. Caudill has filed a pro se civil rights complaint alleging violations of his federal constitutional rights under 42 U.S.C. § 1983. Caudill alleges that the named defendants[1] have violated his right of access to the courts guaranteed by the First Amendment of the U.S. Constitution; have prevented him from assisting in his own criminal defense; and have denied him due process of law guaranteed by the Fourteenth Amendment of the U.S. Constitution. By separate Order, Caudill has been granted in forma pauperis status.
The Court has conducted a preliminary review of Caudill's complaint because he asserts claims against government officials and because he has been granted pauper status. 28 U.S.C. §§ 1915(e)(2)(B), 1915A. Because Caudill is proceeding without an attorney, the Court liberally construes his claims and accepts his factual allegations as true. Erickson v. Pardus, 551 U.S. 89, 94 (2007); Bell Atlantic Corp. v. Twombly, 550 U.S. 544, 555-56 (2007). But as explained below, the Court determines that Caudill has not alleged a claim upon which relief can be granted as to his allegations that the defendants have denied him access to the courts and/or prevented him from assisting in his criminal defense in violation of his right to due process of law.
Caudill states that he has been confined in the KCDC since February 11, 2015. [R. 3, p. 3][2] He complains that the KCDC "... Does not have a legal law library for me (or any other inmate) to research cases, to help our lawyers fight our cases." [ Id., p. 2, § III] Caudill candidly admits that he did not file a grievance concerning his claim. Id., p. 6 (marking the "NO" box following question asking if he filed a grievance). Caudill explains his failure to comply with the administrative exhaustion process as follows:
Does no good because they just disregard them or throw them away, so they never even make it to the correct people. This is a civil rights violation of due process, and doesn't need to be grieved.
Id., p. 6
In his complaint, Caudill seeks no type of relief. See id., p.8
Federal law requires all inmates, whether state or federal, to exhaust their administrative remedies prior to filing suit. 28 U.S.C. § 1997e(a). When the failure to comply with this requirement is apparent from the face of the complaint, dismissal of the complaint without prejudice is appropriate upon initial review. Jones v. Bock, 549 U.S. 199, 214-15 (2007) (stating that a district court can dismiss a complaint sua sponte when it is apparent from the face of the complaint that claim is barred by affirmative defense); Carbe v. Lappin, 492 F.3d 325, 328 (5th Cir.2007) (where complaint was clear that the prisoner failed to exhaust his administrative remedies, sua sponte dismissal was proper); Fletcher v. Myers, No. 5:11-CV-141-KKC (E.D. Ky. May 17, 2012), aff'd, No. 12-5630 (6th Cir. Jan. 4, 2013) ("Because Fletcher's failure to exhaust, or to attempt to exhaust, administrative remedies is apparent from the face of his complaint, the district court properly dismissed Fletcher's complaint on that basis."); Smith v. Lief, No. 10-CV-8-JMH, 2010 WL 411134, at *4 (E.D. Ky. Jan. 27, 2010); Gunn v. Ky. Dept. of Corrections, No. 5:07CV-P103-R, 2008 WL 2002259, at *4 (W.D. Ky. May 7, 2008); Deruyscher v. Michigan Dept. of Corrections Health, No. 06-15260-BC, 2007 WL 1452929, at *3 (E.D. Mich. May 17, 2007).
Simply put, under Jones v. Bock , Caudill's admitted failure to pursue the grievance process at the KCDC justifies dismissal of his complaint without prejudice. Other grounds, however, justify the dismissal of his § 1983 complaint with prejudice.
Federal Rule of Civil Procedure 8(a) requires that a complaint set forth "a short and plain statement of the claim showing that the pleader is entitled to relief, " as well as "a demand for the relief sought." Fed.R.Civ.P. 8(a) (2), (3).[3] The purpose of this rule is to "give the defendant fair notice of what the... claim is and the grounds upon which it rests." Twombly, 550 U.S. at 555 (quoting Conley v. Gibson, 355 U.S. 41, 47 (1957) and Fed.R.Civ.P. 8(a) (2)). While this notice pleading standard does require not require detailed factual allegations, it does require more than the bare assertion of legal conclusions. Twombly, 550 U.S. at 555. Rule 8 "demands more than an unadorned, the defendant-unlawfully-harmed me accusation." Ashcroft v. Iqbal, 556 U.S. 662, 678 (2009). "A pleading that offers labels and conclusions' or a formulaic recitation of the elements of a cause of action will not do.'" Id. (quoting Twombly, 550 U.S. at 555). "Nor does a complaint suffice if it tenders naked assertion[s]' devoid of further factual enhancement.'" Id. (quoting Twombly, 550 U.S. at 557). "Factual allegations must be enough to raise a right to relief above the speculative level on the assumption that all the allegations in the complaint are true (even if doubtful in fact)." Twombly, 550 U.S. at 555-56 (citations and footnote omitted).
Caudill asserts that the KCDC does not have a law library which he and other inmates can use to "research cases and to help our lawyers fight our cases." [R. 1, p. 2] He asserts that the absence of a law library violates his First Amendment right of access to the courts. Prisoners, including indigent prisoners, have a constitutional right of access to the courts which the states have a duty to protect. Bounds v. Smith, 430 U.S. 817, 821-25 (1977). The State adequately provides defendants access to the courts when it provides them either an attorney or access to a law library. Holt v. Pitts, 702 F.2d 639, 640 (6th Cir. 1983). Prisoners may not dictate the method by which access to the courts will be assured. Penland v. Warren County Jail, 759 F.2d 524, 531 n. 7 (6th Cir.1985) (en banc ). See also Lewis v. Casey, 518 U.S. 343, 351-354 (1996). Further, a prisoner's right of access to the courts is limited to direct criminal appeals, habeas corpus applications, and civil rights claims challenging the conditions of confinement. Lewis, 518 U.S. at 355; Thaddeus-X v. Blatter, 175 F.3d 378, 391 (6th Cir. 1999).
Here, Caudill does not allege that he needs a law library to file or participate in a direct criminal appeal, a habeas corpus petition, or a civil rights claims challenging the conditions of confinement; he alleges only in broad terms that he and other KCDC inmates want to research cases to "... help our lawyers fight our cases." [R. 1, p. 2] Caudill's reference to "our lawyers" signals that he currently has the benefit of legal representation, presumably in his criminal case (about which he provides no information). Thus, to the extent that Caudill complains about ...
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Monday, March 15, 2010
Why I Do Not Wear Coats
I've never really worn coats. I'm not sure why. I've theorized and theorized, but have yet to come to a conclusion. Now, let me be clear. I will wear a coat if I am say, going on a long trek somewhere. But to and fro from the car to the store? No. I will run into the store and bite the bullet. I'm not really sure why I am like this. I think it could be a combination of the fact that I am sort of scatterbrained and moderately lazy when it comes to taking the time to put ON the jacket, and then you have to find somewhere to hang it, and then you maybe might lose it(read:them, plural) which gets to be an expensive habit...I don't really know. But what I DO know is that several RA's this year have harassed, badgered and weedled me to wear a damn coat. They started to say that every time they saw me they would charge me $0.25 cents. I never agreed to this deal, but this did not stop them from screaming at me across campus that I indeed owed them money. In passing they would say things that mothers say to young children, "You'll catch your death of cold!" to which I replied, "Ummm NO scientifically speaking you CANNOT get sick from your body being cold. It will wear your immune system down, yes, but colds are caused by viruses. So there." Of course all of their badgering only made me want to rebel and not wear a coat. However, it did begin getting REALLY cold, so I finally swallowed my pride and asked for and received a fabulous plaid coat for Christmas. And let me tell you, it is fierce. Ow ow. Immediately upon receiving said gift, I notified the RA's, who were pleased as punch knowing that their supervisor would be warm and toasty. I was applauded for wearing a coat when they would see me outside. I actually began to enjoy that coat--it became a part of me. So, I decided to wear my beautiful coat to Seattle. I didn't even put it on the overhead bin on the plane because I didn't want to lose track of it--step in the right direction Jess! However, upon my return flight there I was in SeaTac thinking...hmmm it's a wee bit chilly in here. Did I wear a coat here? This question should indicate to you how very little I actually do wear a coat as I couldn't even remember because it is not a habit. Nope, sure did leave it in Seattle in Brittany and Dana's apartment. So, I'm right back to wear I started in October--coatless.
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That was ABSOLUTELY HILARIOUS!! Thanks so much for a great laugh, even on a Tuesday!
I don't supposed Guy does that sort of thing when he goes to the grocery store, does he? I have no idea what kind of advice to give you about the question you asked on your blog, though!
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September 23, 2010
On a 5-1 vote, the Haines Borough Assembly Tuesday denied a request by Dave Button to operate a kayak tour in Lutak Inlet.
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Welcome back! Time to look at what lies ahead for this week.
The earnings are almost non-existent this week, with PVH Corp. (PVH) being the largest company reporting (on Wednesday).
But we do have some big U.S. economic reports due this week:
TUESDAY: ISM Manufacturing Index
WEDNESDAY: ADP Employment Report
THURSDAY: International Trade Gap Report
FRIDAY: August Employment Report


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Fifth Graders Inspired by 7th Degree Black Belt
A karate teacher who earned a 7th degree black belt with only one leg inspired 5th graders on Feb. 8 as he shared lessons about respect, mindfulness, and confidence.
William Carpenter explained to students that he lost his leg during a farming accident when he was 13-years-old. The injury didn't deter him as he went on to play baseball and wrestled in high school.
During a visit to Japan as an exchange student a man asked him if he wanted to be able to use his prosthetic leg better. Mr. Carpenter was then introduced to karate, which he has now studied for 48 years and teaches in Albany.
"When I compete, I compete on one leg. Because I'm faster," Mr. Carpenter told students. "If I can do it, you can do it. It's just a matter of trying."
Mr. Carpenter taught students Jufu, or gentle wind, breathing which helps relax and focus concentration. He also discussed the importance of respect and confidence.
"Karate is about respect. Respect for yourself. Respect for others," said Mr. Carpenter. "You can't give respect to others if you don't respect yourself."
As Mr. Carpenter led students through some basic moves of the Washini-ryu style of karate, he taught them how the deep breathing can help them relax and focus better.
"I can concentrate," students repeated after Mr. Carpenter. "I have respect for myself. I have respect for my parents, teachers and others."


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The Philadelphia Eagles banded together today to defeat their NFC East nemesis the New York Giants. The Philadelphia Eagles repeated what the New York Giants themselves did last year. They defeated the #1 seeded NFC playoff team. The Philadelphia Eagles went up by a score of 13-11 and never looked back. Two key turnovers and defensive stops made the difference in the game. The New York Giants have not played as well as they should have after the loss of Plaxico Burress.
The Philadelphia Eagles now move on to Arizona where they will be hosted by the NFC West Division Champion Arizona Cardinals. The "Battle of the Birds". 🙂
Both teams have played very well recently. It should be a very interesting game next weekend. Kurt Warner and Donovan McNabb are at the helm of their respective teams and will be giving it everything they have to make it to the big dance; Super Bowl LVIII in Tampa, Florida on February 1, 2009.
I look for the Philadelphia Eagles to take it all the way. Have to stay loyal to the NFC East. 🙂 Dallas is at home, so the Philadelphia Eagles will do.
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She's waiting for her prince to come … but was he right beside her all the time?
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Both Kristina Rose and Jeffrey must learn to love themselves before they can find a way to make a promise to each other. Will they finally be able to lay their heavy burdens at the Lord's feet, and trust him to bring the happily-ever-after they both crave?
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A woman goes to her doctor to have a prescription renewed. But the doctor is not there. It's her day off. In fact the woman has got the day wrong, she has mixed up Monday with Tuesday.
This is the very thing she wanted to talk to the doctor about, as well as renewing the prescription. She has wondered if her mind is slipping a bit.
"What a laugh," she has expected the doctor to say. "Your mind. You of all people."
(It isn't that the doctor knows her all that well, but they do have friends in common.)
Instead, the doctor's assistant phones a day later to say that the prescription is ready and that an appointment has been made for the woman - her name is Nancy - to be examined by a specialist about this mind problem.
It isn't mind. It's just memory.
Whatever. The specialist deals with elderly patients.
Indeed. Elderly patients who are off their nut.
The girl laughs. Finally, somebody laughs.
She says that the specialist's office is located in a village called Hymen, twenty or so miles away from where Nancy lives.
"Oh dear, a marriage specialist," says Nancy.
The girl doesn't get it, begs her pardon.
"Never mind, I'll be there."
What has happened in the last few years is that specialists are located all over the place. Your CAT scan is in one town and your cancer person in another, pulmonary problems in a third, and so on. This is so you won't have to travel to the city hospital, but it can take about as long, since not all these towns have hospitals and you have to ferret out where the doctor is once you get there.
It is for this reason that Nancy decides to drive to the village of the Elderly Specialist - as she decides to call him - on the evening before the day of her appointment. That should give her lots of time to find out where he is, so there will be no danger of her arriving all flustered or even a little late, creating a bad impression right off the bat.
Her husband could go with her, but she knows that he wants to watch a soccer game on television. He is an economist who watches sports half the night and works on his book the other half, though he tells her to say he is retired.
She says she wants to find the place herself. The girl in the doctors office has given her directions to the town.
The evening is beautiful. But when she turns off the highway, driving west, she finds that the sun is just low enough to shine into her face. If she sits up quite straight, however, and lifts her chin, she can get her eyes into shadow. Also, she has good sunglasses. She can read the sign, which tells her that she has eight miles to go to the village of Highman.
Highman. So that's what is was, no joke. Population 1,553.
Why do they bother to put the 3 on?
Every soul counts.
She has a habit of checking out small places just for fun, to see if she could live there. This one seems to fill the bill. A decent-sized market, where you could get fairly fresh vegetables, though they would probably not be from the fields round about, okay coffee. Then a Laundromat, and a pharmacy, which could fill your prescriptions even if they didn't stock the better class of magazines.
There are signs of course that the place has seen better days. A clock that no longer tells the time presides over a window which promises Fine Jewellery but now appears to be full of any old china, crocks and pails and wreaths twisted out of wires.
She gets to look at some of this trash because she has chosen to park in front of the shop where it is displayed. She thinks that she may as well search out this doctor's office on foot. And almost too soon to give her satisfaction she does see a dark brick one-story building in the utilitarian style of the last century and she is ready to bet that is it. Doctors in small towns used to have their working quarters as part of their houses, but then they had to have space where cars could park, and they put up something like this. Reddish-brown bricks, and sure enough the sign, Medical/Dental. A parking lot behind the building.
In her pocket she has the doctor's name and she gets out the scrap of paper to check it. The names on the frosted glass door are Dr. H. W. Forsyth, Dentist, and Dr. Donald McMillen, Physician.
These names are not on Nancy's piece of paper. And no wonder, because nothing is written there but a number. It is the shoe size of her husband's sister, who is dead. The number is O 7½. It takes her a while to figure that out, the O standing for Olivia but scribbled in a hasty way. She can only recall faintly something about buying slippers when Olivia was in the hospital.
That's no use to her anyway.
One solution may be that the doctor she will see has newly moved into this building and the name on the door has not been changed yet. She should ask somebody. First she should ring the bell on the off chance that somebody is in there, working late. She does this, and it is a good thing in a way that nobody comes, because the doctor's name that she is after has for a moment slipped below the surface of her mind.
Another idea. Isn't it quite possible that this person - the crazy-doctor, as she has chosen to call him in her head - isn't it quite possible that he (or she - like most people of her age she does not automatically allow for that possibility) that he or she does operate out of a house? It would make sense and be cheaper. You don't need a lot of apparatus for the crazy doctoring.
So she continues her walk away from the main street. The doctor's name that she is after has come back to her, as such things are apt to do when there is no longer a crisis. The houses she walks by were mostly built in the nineteenth century. Some of wood, some of brick The brick ones often two full stories high, the wooden ones somewhat more modest, a story and a half with slanting ceilings in the upstairs rooms. Some front doors open just a few feet from the sidewalk. Others onto wide verandas, occasionally glassed in. A century ago, on an evening like this one, people would have been sitting on their verandas or perhaps on the front steps. Housewives who had finished washing the dishes and sweeping up the kitchen for the last time that day, men who had coiled up the hose after giving the grass a soaking. No garden furniture such as now sat here empty, showing off. Just the wooden steps or dragged-out kitchen chairs. Conversation about the weather or a runaway horse or some person who has taken to bed and was not expected to recover. Speculation about herself, once she was out of earshot.
But wouldn't she have put their minds at ease by this time, stopping and asking them, Please, can you tell me, where is the doctor's house?
New item of conversation. What does she want the doctor for?
(This once she has put herself out of earshot.)
Now every single person is inside with their fans on or their air-conditioning. Numbers on the houses appear, just as in a city. No sign of a doctor.
Where the sidewalk ends there is a large brick building with gables and a clock tower. Perhaps a school, before the children were bused to some larger and drearier center of learning. The hands stopped at twelve, for noon or midnight, which certainly is not the right time. Profusion of summer flowers that seem professionally arranged - some spilling out of a wheelbarrow and more out of a milk pail on its side. A sign she cannot read because the sun is shining straight onto it. She climbs up on the lawn to see it at another angle.
Funeral Home. Now she sees the built-on garage that probably holds the hearse.
Never mind. She had better get on with things.
She turns onto a side street where there are very well kept places indeed, proving that even a town this size can have its suburb. The houses all slightly different yet somehow looking ail the same. Gently colored stone or pale brick, peaked or rounded windows, a rejection of the utilitarian look, the ranch style of past decades.
Here there are people. They haven't all managed to shut themselves up with the air-conditioning. A boy is riding a bicycle, taking diagonal routes across the pavement. Something about his riding is odd, and she cannot figure it out at first.
He is riding backward. That's what it is. A jacket flung in such a way that you could not see - or she cannot see - what is wrong.
A woman who might be too old to be his mother - but who is very trim and lively looking all the same - is standing out in the street watching him. She is holding on to a skipping rope and talking to a man who could not be her husband - both of them are being too cordial.
The street is a curved dead end. No going farther.
Interrupting the adults, Nancy excuses herself. She says that she is looking for a doctor.
"No, no," she says. "Don't be alarmed. Just his address. I thought you might know."
Then comes the problem of realizing that she is still not sure of the name. They are too polite to show any surprise at this but they cannot help her.
The boy on one of his perverse sallies comes swinging around, barely missing all three.
Laughter. No reprimand. A perfect young savage and they seem to positively admire him. They all remark on the beauty of the evening, and Nancy turns to go back the way that she has come.
Except that she does not go all the way, not as far as the funeral home. There is a side street she ignored before, perhaps because it was unpaved and she had not thought of a doctor living in such circumstances.
There is no sidewalk, and the houses are surrounded with trash. A couple of men are busy under the hood of a truck, and she has an idea it would not do to interrupt them. Besides, she has glimpsed something interesting ahead.
There is a hedge that comes right out to the street. It is high enough that she does not expect to be able to see over it, but thinks she might be able to peek through.
That is not necessary. When she gets past the hedge she finds that the lot - about the size of four town lots - is quite open to the road she is walking on. It appears to be some sort of park, with flagstone paths diagonally crossing the mown and flourishing grass. In between the paths, and bursting from the grass, there are flowers. She knows some of them - the dark gold and light yellow daisies for instance, pink and rosy and red-hearted white phlox - but she is no great gardener herself and here there are clumped or trailing displays of all colors that she could not name. Some of them climb trellises, some spread free. Everything artful but nothing stiff, not even the fountain that shoots up seven feet or so before falling down into its rock-lined pool. She has walked in off the street to get a little of its cool spray, and there she finds a wrought-iron bench, where she can sit down.
A man has come along one of the paths, carrying a pair of shears. Gardeners are evidently expected to work late here. Though to tell the truth, he does not look like a hired workman. He is tall and very thin and dressed in a black shirt and pants that tightly fit his body.
It has not occurred to her that this could be anything but a town park.
"This is really beautiful," she calls to him in her most assured and approving voice. "You keep it up so well."
"Thank you," he says. "You're welcome to rest there."
Informing her by some dryness of voice that this is not a park but private property, and that he himself is not a village employee but the owner.
"I should have asked your permission."
"That's okay."
Preoccupied, bending and snipping at a plant that is encroaching on the path.
"It's yours, is it? All of it?"
After a moment's busyness, "All of it."
"I should have known. It's too imaginative to be public. Too unusual."
No answer. She is going to ask him whether he likes to sit here himself, in the evenings. But she better not bother. He doesn't seem an easy person to be around. One of those who pride themselves, probably, on that very fact. After a moment she will thank him and get up.
But instead, after a moment he comes and sits down beside her. He speaks just as if a question has been put to him.
"Actually, I only feel comfortable when I'm doing something that needs attending to," he says. "If I sit down I have to keep my eyes off everything, or I'll just see some more work."
She should have known right away that he was a man who doesn't like banter. But still she is curious.
What was here before?
Before he made the garden?
"A knitting factory. All these little places had something like that, you could get away with the starvation wages then. But in time that went under and there was a contractor who thought he was going to turn it into a nursing home. There was some trouble then, the town wouldn't give him a license, they had some idea there'd be a lot of old people around and make it depressing. So he set fire to it or he knocked it down, I don't know."
He's not from around here. Even she knows that if he was he'd never talk so openly.
"I'm not from around here," he says. "I had a friend who was, though, and when he died I came up just to get rid of the place and go."
"Then I got hold of this land cheap because the contractor had left it just a hole in the ground and it was an eyesore."
"I'm sorry if I seem inquisitive."
"That's all right. If I don't feel like explaining something I don't do it."
"I haven't been here before," she says. "Of course I haven't, or I'd have seen this spot. I was walking around looking for something. I thought I could find it better if I parked my car and walked. I was looking for a doctor's office, actually."
She explains about not being sick, just having an appointment tomorrow, and not wanting to be running around in the morning looking for the place. Then she tells him about parking her car and being surprised that the name of the doctor she wanted was not listed anywhere.
"I couldn't look in the phone book either because you know how the phone books and the phone booths have all disappeared now. Or else you find their insides ripped out. I'm beginning to sound quite silly."
She tells him the name of the doctor, but he says it doesn't ring a bell.
"But I don't go to doctors."
"You're probably just as smart not to."
"Oh, I wouldn't say that."
"At any rate, I'd better get back to my car."
Standing up when she does, he says he will walk with her.
"So I won't get lost?"
"Not altogether. I always try to stretch my legs this time of the evening. Garden work can leave you cramped."
"I'm sure there's some sensible explanation about this doctor. Do you ever think that there used to be more sensible explanations about things than there are now?"
He does not answer. Thinking perhaps of the friend who died. The garden perhaps a memorial to the friend who died.
Instead of being embarrassed now when she has spoken and he has not answered, she feels a freshness, a peace in the conversation.
They walk along without meeting a soul.
Soon they reach the main street, with the medical building just a block away. The sight of it makes her feel somewhat less easy, arid she does not know why, but after a moment she does. She has an absurd but alarming notion that the sight of the medical building has provoked. What if the right name, the name she said she could not find, has been waiting there all along. She moves more quickly, she finds that she is shaky, and then, having quite good eyesight she reads the two useless names just as before.
She pretends to have been hurrying to look at the assortment in the window, the china-headed dolls and ancient skates and chamber pots and quilts already in tatters.
"Sad," she says.
He is not paying attention. He says that he has just thought of something.
"This doctor," he says.
"I wonder if he might be connected with the home?"
They are walking again, passing a couple of young men sitting on the sidewalk, one with his legs stretched out so they have to move around him. The man with her takes no notice of them, but his voice has dropped.
"Home?" she says.
"You wouldn't have noticed if you came in from the highway. But if you keep going out of town towards the lake you pass it. Not more than half a mile out. You go past the gravel pile on the south side of the road and it's just a little farther on, on the other side. I don't know if they have a live-in doctor there or not, but it stands to reason they might have."
"They might have," she says. "It stands to reason."
Then she hopes he doesn't think she is copying him on purpose, making a silly joke. It is true that she wants to go on talking to him longer, silly jokes or whatever.
But now comes another of her problems - she has to think about the whereabouts of her keys, as she often does before getting into the car. She is regularly worried about whether she's locked the keys inside or dropped them somewhere. She can feel the approach of familiar, tiresome panic. But then she finds them, in her pocket.
"It's worth a try," he says, and she agrees.
"There's plenty of room to turn off the road and take a look. If there's a doctor out there regularly, there's no need for him to have his name up in town. Or her name, as the case might be."
As if he too is not entirely anxious for them to part.
"I have you to thank."
"Just a hunch."
He holds the door while she gets in, and closes it, waits there until she is turned to go in the right direction, then waves good-bye.
When she is on her way out of the town she catches sight of him again in the rearview mirror. He is bending over, speaking to the couple of boys or young men who were sitting on the pavement with their backs against the wall of the store. He had ignored them in such a way that she is surprised to see him talking to them now.
Maybe a remark to be made, some joke about her vagueness or silliness. Or just her age. A mark against her, with the nicest man.
She had thought that she would come back through the village to thank him again and tell him if it was the right doctor. She could just slow down and laugh and call out the •window.
But now she thinks that she will just take the lakeshore route and stay out of his way.
Forget him. She sees the gravel pile coming up, she has to pay attention to where she is going.
Just as he has said. A sign. A notice of the Lakeview Rest Home. And there really is, from here, a view of the lake, a thread of pale blue along the horizon.
A spacious parking lot. One long wing with what looks like separate compartments, or good-sized rooms at least, with their own little gardens or places to sit. A latticed fence quite high in front of every one of them for privacy, or safety. Though nobody is sitting out there now that she can see.
Of course not. Bedtime comes early in these establishments.
She likes how the lattice provides a touch of fantasy. Public buildings have been changing in the past few years, just as private houses have. The relentless, charmless look - the only one permitted in her youth - has disappeared. Here she parks in front of a bright dome that has a look of welcome, of cheerful excess. Some people would find it fakey, she supposes, but isn't it the very thing you would want? All that glass must cheer the spirits of the old people, or even, perhaps, of some people not so old but just off kilter.
She looks for a button to push, a bell to ring, as she walks up to the door. But that is not necessary - the door opens on its own. And once she gets inside there is an even greater expression of space, of loftiness, a blue tinge to the glass. The floor is all silvery tiles, the sort that children love to slide on, and for a moment she thinks of the patients sliding and slipping for pleasure and the idea makes her lighthearted. Of course it cannot be as slippery as it looks, you wouldn't want people breaking their necks.
"I didn't dare try it myself," she says in a charming voice to somebody in her head, perhaps her husband. "It wouldn't have done, would it? I could have found myself in front of the doctor, the very one who was getting ready to test my mental stability. And then what would he have to say?"
At the moment there is no doctor to be seen.
Well, there wouldn't be, would there? Doctors don't sit behind desks here waiting for patients to show up.
And she isn't even here for a consultation. She will have to explain again that she is making sure of the time and place of an appointment for tomorrow. All this has made her feel rather tired.
There is a rounded desk, waist high, whose panels of dark wood look like mahogany, though they probably are not. Nobody behind it at the moment. It is after hours of course. She looks for a bell but does not see one. Then she looks to see if there is a list of doctors' names or the name of the doctor in charge. She doesn't see that either. You would think there would be a way of getting hold of somebody, no matter what the hour. Somebody on call in a place like this.
No important clutter behind the desk either. No computer or telephone or papers or colored buttons to press. Of course she has not been able to get right behind the desk, there may well be some lock, or some compartments she can't see. Buttons a receptionist could reach and she can't.
She gives up on the desk for the moment, and takes a closer look at the space she has found herself in. It's a hexagon, with doors at intervals. Four doors - one is the large door that lets in the light and any visitors, another is an official and private-looking door behind the desk, not that easy of access, and the other two doors, exactly alike and facing each other, would obviously take you into the long wings, to the corridors and rooms where the inmates are housed. Each of these has an upper window, and the window glass looks clear enough for anybody to manage to see through.
She goes up to one of these possibly accessible doors and knocks, then tries the knob and cannot budge it. Locked. She cannot see through the window properly, either. Close up the glass is all wavy and distorted.
In the door directly opposite there is the same problem with the glass and the same problem with the knob.
The click of her shoes on the floor, the trick of the glass, the uselessness of the polished knobs have made her feel more discouraged than she would care to admit.
She does not give up, however. She tries the doors again in the same order, and this time she shakes both knobs as well as she can and also calls out, "Hello?" in a voice that sounds at first trivial and silly, then aggrieved, but not more hopeful.
She squeezes herself in behind the desk and bangs that door, with practically no hope. It doesn't even have a knob, just a keyhole.
There is nothing to do but get out of this place and go home.
All very cheerful and elegant, she thinks, but there is no pretense here of serving the public. Of course they shove the residents or patients or whatever they call them into bed early, it is the same old story everywhere, however glamorous the surroundings.
Still thinking about this, she gives the entry door a push. It is too heavy. She pushes again.
Again. It does not budge.
She can see the pots of flowers outside in the open air. A car going by on the road. The mild evening light.
She has to stop and think.
There are no artificial lights on in here. The place will get dark. Already in spite of the lingering light outside, it seems to be getting dark. No one will come, they have all completed their duties, or at least the duties that brought them through this part of the building, Wherever they have settled down now is where they will stay.
She opens her mouth to yell but it seems that no yell is forthcoming. She is shaking all over and no matter how she tries she cannot get her breath down into her lungs. It is as if she has a blotter in her throat. Suffocation. She knows that she has to behave differently, and more than that, she has to believe differently. Calm. Calm. Breathe. Breathe.
She doesn't know if the panic has taken a long time or a short time. Her heart is pounding but she is nearly safe.
There is a woman here whose name is Sandy. It says so on the brooch she wears, and Nancy knows her anyway.
"What are we going to do with you?" says Sandy. "All we want is to get you into your nightie. And you go and carry on like a chicken that's scared of being et for dinner.
"You must have had a dream," she says. "What did you dream about now?"
"Nothing," says Nancy. "It was back when my husband was alive and when I was still driving the car."
"You have a nice car?"
"See? You're sharp as a tack."
"In Sight of the Lake" from DEAR LIFE: STORIES by Alice Munro, copyright © 2012 by Alice Munro.
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Ella and Lily went to stay at Grammie and Papa's house a while back. They had lots of fun being the only two grandkids there and got lots of individual attention. I love it that they can make lots of great memories with their grandparents.
One of the special things they got to do was check out where their uncle Jamie works. He is a paramedic in TRF right now and he showed them the lay of the land.
Jamie hooked Ella up to the heart machine. *Ahem* Excuse the fact that I don't really know what it's official name is. Ummm...maybe EKG machine? Yeah, let's go with that. I'm sounding smarter by the minute.
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Ella also learned about oxygen levels...
And even got to listen for herself.
Even Lily got in on the action and took a little look around.
I wish I could say that she is demonstrating where an oxygen mask goes...but I'm guessing she's just sniffing it. This girl has the nose of a bloodhound.
I have no words for this picture...it just makes me laugh. She looks like she is being eaten by the mask with that little itty bitty face of hers.
And the whole crew. Judging by Ella's smile...I'm guessing she had a lot of fun.
Thanks, Jamie, for taking time to teach my girls a little something. Thanks for investing in them and making them feel loved and special. You are such a great uncle. They love you so much and think you rock. Next up...Ben. He's gonna want to come take a tour when he gets his adventure time with Grammie and Papa too. :)


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The past year has seen a marked shift in the energy around the work I do. A community has started to rally behind my work, and Mountain2Mountain as a whole. This trip to Afghanistan was another example of the little ways that community rallies and supports and warms my heart – giving me the strength and inspiration to keep pushing forward despite the obstacles that often seem insurmountable. Its often the little things. But its the little things that bring a smile to my face, and remind me I'm not alone in this.
The most obvious show of community rallying came with the gear drive. Individuals, bike shops, and bike companies stepping up to rally gear and turning my home into an episode of Hoarders. Boxes arrived at my door step daily until eventually I couldn't see the floor…and so my giant Bear, my daughter, and I had to adjust to living in amid maze of waist high piles of boxes and clothing, as bikes were propped up against every available wall space.
Adam and his crew not only opened up their store as a gear drive drop location, they let us invade with a NBC new crew to film, and donated a box of brand new gear from the store for the women's team. When I was one bike box short the day before we left for Afghanistan they emptied one out and handed it to me saying "you need it more than we do – be safe."
What can I say? Allen Lim, Aaron Foster, and the entire Skratch Labs crew step up in big ways that make me feel like I have someone in my corner. They donated 40 pounds of skratch hydration mix for the women's cycling team, they keep me hydrated, they bought me a Giro helmet and 'skratchified it', they even paid for one of our plane tickets, always trying to creatively support my work. This week, as I'm flying to Kabul, they are putting $1 bills in red envelopes along with a postcard about my work in 1000 copies of pre-ordered editions of Allen and Biju's newest cookbook. Paying 1000 customer's $1 in exchange for a request of time to check out my work as Mountain2Mountain. I'm truly speechless for the incredible support they have, and continue to, show me.
Sometimes support comes when you least expect it. A general intro from a cyclist to a friend at a bike company creates a 24 hour turnaround of support that is mindblowing in today's world. Jackie Baker at Liv/giant talked with me on Thursday for the first time. By Friday, she had a fleet of bikes for the women's cycling team PLUS additional pledged support through 2016. By Saturday had 5 road bikes in the air to get to Denver in time to join us by Tuesday. By Monday had a national press release out which led to donation support to help with shipping costs and additional press hits with Bicycling and Shape. 5 days ahead of Afghanistan and we have a strong, long term partner with soul.
Getting 5 brand new road bikes donated, comes with another hitch. I am a singlespeed mountain biker. These are road bikes with gears, derailleurs that need adjusting, carbon seat posts that needed sawing, brake cables to adjust, and bike fits to be figured out. As a girl that just learned to ride on the 'hoods', and whose time is already double and triple booked in Afghanistan, the thought of two days of figuring out bike assembly and bike fits was overwhelming. Insert Ky Hunter. Former combat helicopter pilot, current Phd student researching gender and conflict resolution, who happens to be a top level cyclist and owner of a bike shop in Golden, CO. With 4 days lead time, she secured a visa, plane tickets, and permission from professors to leave the country to play bike mechanic with us in Kabul. Rock on sistah.
Morning lattes the day before flying to Afghanistan at my favorite coffeehouse in Boulder – fist bumping and hi fiving with Sarah Menzies and Whitney Connor Clapper while planning final logistics. The Laughing Goat's owner, Johnny, overhears us talking coffee and immediately shouts over, "I got you covered on that, what do you want to take over?" So, thank you Johnny for the coffee to keep our team happy and fully caffeinated in Afghanistan. Add in one purchased stainless steel french press thanks to a last minute run to REI by the film crew, Sarah Menzies and Whitney Connor Clapper as our crew will be much more lively!
Logisticizing means convoys… getting 350+ pounds of cycling gear, 7 bikes, 6 pieces of luggage, and 5 kickass women to the airport takes some ground support. Doing it in the wee hours of the morning in an icestorm deserves some love and appreciation. Matt, Peter, and Ky – thank you for ensuring that all that gear and crew arrived in one piece and on time, with borrowed trucks and lots of caffeine. Not to mention some added muscle! Heart happy.
A snowball effect seems to be building, thanks to the exposure with NBC Nightly News, MSNBC, and the New York Times – which printed the day we flew out. Spreading awareness and rallying support in innumerable ways.
Meanwhile – our happy crew of 5 joins up in Dubai with newly engaged, crew number 6, with our 'bike mechanic' joining us two days later in Kabul to make us a crew of 7. Lucky number 7. A first for me, but a crew of kickass ladies ready to take on the challenges ahead reminding me that sometimes it does take a village, or a just a crew of badassery, that can amplify the stories, the work, and the projects I'm so invested in more than I, as one woman, ever could alone. Thank you to everyone that helped make this trip a success and that continue to outreach and share our donation page in hopes of getting us the additional funding we need!