Frost is the new Screenscape for the February 1 issue.
They are deciduous shrubs or (rarely) small trees growing to 3-8 m tall, rarely to 12 m tall. The leaves are alternately arranged, oval, 4-16 cm long and 3-11 cm broad, with a smooth or wavy margin. The horticultural name means 'together with fruit;' its fruit, flowers, and next year's leaf buds all appear on the branch simultaneously, a rarity among trees. The flowers are sometimes produced on the leafless stems in winter, thus one alternative name for the plant, "Winterbloom". Each flower has four slender strap-shaped petals 1-2 cm long, pale to dark yellow, orange, or red. The fruit is a two-part capsule 1 cm long, containing a single 5 mm glossy black seed in each of the two parts; the capsule splits explosively at maturity in the autumn about 8 months after flowering, ejecting the seeds with sufficient force to fly for distances of up to 10 m, thus another alternative name "Snapping Hazel".
The name Witch has its origins in Middle English wiche, from the Old English wice, meaning "pliant" or "bendable".[3] Hazel is derived from the use of the twigs as divining rods, just as hazel twigs were used in England.
The photo above was made a block from our office at the now abandoned Seven50 Grill. That's their sign, to the left. The image, looking in through the windows of the conservatory or greenhouse dining area is a combination of interior and exterior views mediated by the reflections off the glass walls. The tables and chairs inside are melded with the seating outside on the patio.
I've working on it some time ...
Really? That's an insult to your readers. If any were left after the second sentence of the email.
Where to begin? OK, I'll be kind and leave it at this. Visually - it's one of the ugliest and most amateur-looking things that I've seen on the Web. Close to the worst. And that's saying something.
I might have been kinder, gentler and graded on a curve, but that ludicrous, self-indulgent 'mission statement' and slurred syntax, as noted above, forced the gloves off.
You might have something to offer. It's hard to say from what I've seen. But if so, you'll have to work a helluva lot harder - and smarter.
Last night at 11:00 Saturn was burning big and bright, situated due south, just sailing over the trees. I turned out the lights to watch in, turned on Stellarium to ID it and turned to Wikipedia to learn more. Followed its journey westward.
Another great resource is Tonight's Sky, hosted by HubbleSite, the website for the Hubble Space Telescope. It's a ten minute video tour around the night skies for the current month, complete with spacey music. It covers constellations, planets and celestial events.Kirk Franklin - Looking for You (Live)
Yolanda Adams - Never Give Up
Tonex - Rocks Out @ the Upper Room
Kierra 'Kiki' Sheard - Snap
Disciples of Christ - Deeper
Mary Mary - Get Up (what a great tune and video!)
Donnie McClurkin - We Fall Down
Pernice Brothers - Working Girls... to immediate responses: U.S., Brazil, France, Germany, Thailand. Gained 3 listeners after the great Beethoven disaster. That Nico song is gorgeous. Just noticed that over half of these are by Boston bands. Not intended.
Dinosaur Jr. - Green Mind
Lemonheads - Luka
Buffalo Tom - Never Noticed
Gin Blossoms - Follow You Down
Gigolo Aunts - Where I Find My Heaven
Juliana Hatfield - Law of Nature
Pixies - Ana
Shins - Phantom Limb
Nico - Roses in the Snow
West Indian Girl - Miles from Monterey
The truth is, Martin and I met on the telephone.
He said, 'I like the way you talk, and I'd like to meet you.' We agreed to meet for lunch the next day at Sharaf's on Massachusetts Avenue, and he said, 'I usually make it in 10 minutes, but tomorrow, I'll make it in 7.'
On our first date he deliberately asked a question that had to do with capitalism versus communism. ... I remember I made an intelligent comment, and he said, 'Oh, I see you know something other than music.' I thought, of course I did. I was a graduate of Antioch College. I had thoughts of my own.
He said, You know, you have everything I ever wanted in a wife: intelligence, beauty, character, and personality. When can I see you again? I said I really didn't know because I had a tight schedule.
... he ways always trying to convince me I was it ... but I kept struggling with my own ambitions for a long time. I knew getting married would lead me away from performing and the direction I'd hoped to go.
We got married in 1953, and the rest is history. When I finally opened myself up to the relationship, I knew this was my direction.
President Obama on Thursday announced $100 million in aid, saying, "This is one of those moments that calls for American leadership."
"I can report that the first waves of our rescue and relief workers are on the ground and are at work," Obama said, calling the relief effort one of the largest in recent U.S. history.
"To the people of Haiti, we say clearly and with conviction, you will not be forsaken," he said. "You will not be forgotten. In this, your hour of greatest need, America stands with you. The world stands with you."
Touching on the obstacles facing search and rescue units, Obama said, "Even as we move as quickly as possible, it will take hours and in many cases days, to get all of our people and resources on the ground. Right now in Haiti, roads are impassable, the main port is badly damaged, communications are just beginning to come online and aftershocks continue."
I studied philosophy and theology at Boston University under Edgar S. Brightman and L. Harold DeWolf. ... It was mainly under these teachers that I studied Personalistic philosophy - the theory that the clue to the meaning of ultimate reality is found in personality. This personal idealism remains today my basic philosophical position. Personalism's insistence that only personality - finite and infinite - is ultimately real strengthened me in two convictions: it gave me metaphysical and philosophical grounding for the idea of a personal God, and it gave me a metaphysical basis for the dignity and worth of all human personality.
For a number of years I have been desirous of teaching in a college or a school of religion. Realizing the necessity for scholastic attainment in the teaching profession, I feel that graduate work would give me a better grasp of my field. At present I have a general knowledge of my field, but I have not done the adequate research to meet the scholarly issues with which I will be confronted in thie area. It is my candid opinion that the teaching of theology should be as scientific, as thorough, and as realistic as any other discipline. In a word, scholarship is my goal. For this reason I am desirous of doing graduate work. I feel that a few years of intensified study in a graduate school will give me a thorough grasp of knowledge in my field.
My particular interest in Boston University can be summed up in two statements. First my thinking in philosophical areas has been greatly influenced by some of the faculty members there, particularly Dr. Brightman. For this reason I have longed for the possibility of studying under him. Secondly, one of my present professors is a graduate of Boston University, and his great influence over me has turned my eyes toward his former school. From him I have gotten some valuable information about Boston University, and I have been convinced that there are definite advantages there for me.
I remember very well trying to find a place to live upon arrival in the fall of 1951 [in Boston]. I went into place after place where there were signs that rooms were for rent. They were until they found out I was a Negro and suddenly they had just been rented.
... a man is rich in proportion to the number of things which he can afford to let alone.
An artist, he paints with lakes and wooded slopes; with lawns and banks and forest covered hills; with mountain sides and ocean views.
A few days ago I noticed some of these on a pile of wood-chips in the woods between Farnborough North and Frimley stations. I also noticed that they seemed to change form between the mornings and the afternoons. I have tentatively identified them as Coprinus lagopus, a type of ink-cap mushroom.
In the mornings their stems are straight (up to 12cm long) and their caps neat little inverted translucent grey umbrellas (up to 5cm across), as shown above. By the late afternoon, the stems have drooped and the caps are ragged, shrivelled and blackened, as shown below. However, by the afternoon, the next day's mushrooms are already thrusting their heads up.
