October, Poetry and Newstead Abbey Gardens

 “Thro’ thy battlements, Newstead, the hollow winds whistle;
Thou, the hall of my fathers, art gone to decay.” – Lord Byron 

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Newstead Abbey, in Nottinghamshire, England, was formerly an Augustinian priory. Converted to a domestic home following the Dissolution of the Monasteries, it is now best known as the ancestral home of Lord Byron. 

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Sir John Byron of Colwick in Nottinghamshire was granted Newstead Abbey by Henry VIII of England on 26 May 1540 and started its conversion into a country house. He was succeeded by his son Sir John Byron of Clayton Hall. Many additions were made to the original building. The 13th century ecclesiastical buildings were largely ruined during the dissolution of the monasteries. It then passed to John Byron, an MP and Royalist commander, who was created a baron in 1643. He died childless in France and ownership transferred to his brother Richard Byron. Richard’s son William was a minor poet and was succeeded in 1695 by his son William Byron, 4th Baron Byron.

Early in the 18th century, the 4th Lord Byron landscaped the gardens extensively, to which William Byron, 5th Baron Byron added Gothic follies. It became a stately and glamorous estate. The 5th baron, known as “the Wicked Lord”, was eccentric and violent and ruined the estate. Lord Byron’s son and heir (also named William) eloped with his cousin Juliana Byron, the daughter of William’s brother John Byron. Lord Byron felt that intermarrying would produce children plagued with madness and strongly opposed the union. He also needed his son to marry well to escape the debt that had been incurred in the Byron name. When defied by his son, he became enraged and committed himself to ruining his inheritance so that, in the event of his death, his son would receive nothing but debt and worthless property. He laid waste to Newstead Abbey, allowing the house to fall into disrepair, cutting down the great stands of timber surrounding it, and killing over 2,000 deer on the estate.

His vicious plan, however, was thwarted when his son died in 1776. William also outlived his grandson, a young man who, at the age of twenty-two, was killed by cannon fire in 1794 while fighting in Corsica. The 5th Lord died on 21 May 1798, at the age of seventy-nine and on his death, it is said, great numbers of crickets he kept at Newstead left the estate in swarms. The title and Newstead Abbey was then left to his great-nephew, George Gordon, the famous poet, who became the 6th Baron Byron.

Newstead Abbey’s landscape owes much of its beauty to the River Leen, which feeds the lakes, ponds and cascades that ornament Newstead’s gardens. The grounds provide the perfect place for a relaxing outing all year round, with fabulous wildlife including peacocks, swans and geese.The Japanese Garden was laid out for Ethel Webb in 1899 by a Japanese horticulturist brought to this country for the purpose. Work on its creation continued until 1914, when the Great War began. This garden is intended to reproduce in miniature the main features of a Japanese landscape. Small stone bridges cross tiny streams and stepping stones lead to little islands. Stone paths wind past the remains of a thatched teahouse and a draw-well which was originally fitted with double buckets. The stone lanterns were imported from Japan by Miss Webb, together with much of the original planting. This included shrubs and dwarf trees such as maple, quince and conifers.A cascade overflows from the Garden Lake into the bed of the stream below and herons eat the crayfish that flourish there. At the far end of the garden are the remains of a Japanese door which, according to the 1916 guidebook, was once ‘crowned by a tiny roof of thatch, with an inscription in Japanese underneath’.

The Rose Garden, together with the Small Walled Garden, originally made up the two compartments of the Kitchen Garden built by the Wildmans. They were ornamented with fountains and covered two and a half acres. The Webbs built heated glasshouses here for growing grapes, peaches, melons and winter cucumbers as well as ferns, begonias and many other plants required for decorating the Abbey. Many thousands of bedding plants were also produced here annually for the Webbs. Instead of being grown in pots the seedlings were dibbled into small squares of turf, in which they were later transferred to the gardens.

The Webbs built the Gardener’s Cottage at the southeast corner of this garden in the 1860s. In 1965 the glass houses were demolished in order to make a rose garden which was re-designed in 1998. The door in the west wall of the Rose Garden leads to the Children’s Playground and Picnic Area, which are built on the site of the Kitchen Garden outbuildings.

 

The Great Garden is a formal garden of terraced walks descending to a rectangular pond and enclosed by stone walls. It is in the Dutch-influenced style favoured during the reign of William and Mary (1689-1702) and was probably created during that period. A painting dating from about 1726 by Peter Tillemans, on display in the Abbey, shows this garden very much as it is. The Eagle Pond, also known as the Mirror Pond, is surrounded by walnut trees and may have medieval origins as a monastic fishpond. It measures 300 feet by 100 feet. Parts of the North Terrace wall (behind the Herbaceous Border) are thought to date from the 14th century. Half way along its length this wall curves downwards to reveal the site of the Forest Pond (called ‘American Lake’ by the Byrons) which was drained in the 20th century.

Originally, the planting in the Great Garden was mainly evergreen, with fruit trees trained against the north wall. Potted orange trees were probably also displayed during the warmer months and taken into the Orangery (located inside the Abbey) during winter. The two lead statues of male and female satyrs are attributed to John Nost and were erected here by the 5th Lord Byron in 1784.

 

 

The ivy-covered stump on the lawn between the Garden Lake and the Abbey is all that remains of the oak tree planted by the poet Byron in 1798. He was ten years old at the time and had just inherited the estate and his title. Nearly a decade later Byron found the tree in poor health and wrote his poem To an Oak at Newstead. However, the tree recovered and because of its association with the poet became one of the greatest attractions for Victorian visitors.

By 1915 the tree was dying, attempts to rescue it were unsuccessful and it was cut down a few years later. Next to the stump is a small oak tree planted in 1988 by the Earl of Lytton, the poet’s direct descendant, to mark the 200th anniversary of Byron’s birth.

The poet Byron built Boatswain’s Monument and the tomb beneath during the winter of 1808 to 1809. They stand on the spot that Byron mistakenly believed to have been occupied by the High Altar of the priory church. The tomb was intended for himself and his Newfoundland dog, Boatswain, who died of rabies in November 1808. In the event, Byron was buried in the family vault at Hucknall and the dog’s remains have long since disappeared from this tomb. The monument bears an inscription, composed by Byron in tribute to his favourite dog who ‘possessed Beauty without Vanity, Strength without Insolence, Courage without Ferocity, and all the Virtues of Man without his Vices’.

“One shade the more, one ray the less,

Had half impair’d the nameless grace

Which waves in every raven tress,

Or softly lightens o’er her face;

Where thoughts serenely sweet express

How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.”

She walks in Beauty- George Gordon (Lord) Byron (1788-1824)

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(References: Wikipedia- Newstead Abbey , Newstead Abbey )

In response to The Daily Post – Photo Challenge, Pedestrian

Windows to the Blue 

Letters are dancing through history’s book

With memories hugged in arms of its love,

In corner of thinking of what did they look

While writing the stories which flight with the doves.

 

 

 

Time is refreshing the files on the days  

When mornings are hugging the earth with their will,

When  passing the valleys of wonders  still pay

Some whispers through mind to the wish to fulfill. 

 

I’m running to dawns and catching my Blue 

When windows are eyes to  the letters of skies,  

While writing the stories and welcome them through 

A new stage of flying which shine blue and rise.  

@Simona Prilogan – October 2017

 

Regards from my ordinary Blue! 😘

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St James’s Park – London

Friendly birds, smiling flowers, symphony of the colors and  a cheerful Autumn embracing them. This has been the mode I found the astonishing St James’s Park in a beautiful day of September.

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St James’s Park is  a 23-hectare  park in the City of Westminster, central London. The park lies at the southernmost tip of the St James’s area, which was named after a leper hospital dedicated to St James the Less. The park is the most easterly of a near-continuous chain of parks that comprises (moving westward) Green Park, Hyde Park, and Kensington Gardens.

The park is bounded by Buckingham Palace to the west, the Mall to the north, Horse Guards to the east, and Birdcage Walk to the south. It meets Green Park at Queen’s Gardens with the Victoria Memorial at its centre, opposite the entrance to Buckingham Palace. 

 

 

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The park has a small lake, St James’s Park Lake, with two islands, West Island, and Duck Island, named for the lake’s collection of waterfowl. A resident colony of pelicans has been a feature of the park since pelicans were donated by a Russian ambassador in 1664 to Charles II.  While most of the time the wings are clipped, there is a pelican who can be seen flying to the London Zoo in hopes of another meal. The Blue Bridge across the lake affords a view west towards Buckingham Palace framed by trees. Looking east the view includes the Swire Fountain to the north of Duck Island and, past the lake, the grounds of Horse Guards Parade, with Horse Guards, the Old War Office and Whitehall Court behind. To the south of Duck Island is the Tiffany Fountain on Pelican Rock, and past the lake is the Foreign and Commonwealth Office, with the London Eye, the Shell Tower, and the Shard behind.  The park has a children’s playground including a large sandpit.

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In 1532, Henry VIII bought an area of marshland through which the Tyburn flowed from Eton College. It lies to the west of York Place acquired by Henry from Cardinal Wolsey; it was purchased in order to turn York Palace, subsequently renamed Whitehall, into a dwelling fit for a king. On James I’s accession to the throne in 1603, he ordered that the park be drained and landscaped, and exotic animals were kept in the park, including camels, crocodiles, an elephant and exotic birds were kept in aviaries.

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While Charles II was in exile in France under the Commonwealth of England, he was impressed by the elaborate gardens at French royal palaces, and on his ascension he had the park redesigned in a more formal style, probably by the French landscaper André Mollet. A 775 metre  by 38 metre  canal was created as evidenced in the old plan. The king opened the park to the public and used the area to entertain guests and mistresses, such as Nell Gwyn. The park became notorious at the time as a meeting place for impromptu acts of lechery, as described by John Wilmot, 2nd Earl of Rochester in his poem “A Ramble in St James’s Park”.

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In the late-17th and early-18th centuries cows grazed on the park, and milk could be bought fresh at the “Lactarian”, described by Zacharias Conrad von Uffenbach in 1710. The 18th century saw further changes, including the reclamation of part of the canal for Horse Guards Parade and the purchase of Buckingham House (now Buckingham Palace) at the west end of the Mall, for the use of Queen Charlotte in 1761.

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Further remodeling in 1826–27, commissioned by the Prince Regent (later George IV) and overseen by the architect and landscaper John Nash, saw the canal’s conversion into a more naturally-shaped lake, and formal avenues rerouted to romantic winding pathways. At the same time, Buckingham House was expanded to create the palace, and Marble Arch was built at its entrance, whilst The Mall was turned into a grand processional route. It opened to public traffic 60 years later in 1887. The Marble Arch was moved to its current location at the junction of Oxford Street and Park Lane in 1851 and the Victoria Memorial was erected between 1906 and 1924. ( References: Wikipedia)

A great place to visit and keep through your memories! 

Live your beautiful life. While there is life, there is hope! 

In response to The Daily Post – Photo Challenge: Layered 

For a while – Bodrum

“All human wisdom is summed up in two words: wait and hope.”  – Alexandre Dumas

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“We never live; we are always in the expectation of living.” ― Voltaire

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“There could have been no two hearts so open, no tastes so similar, no feelings so in unison” ― Jane Austen, Persuasion

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“Waiting hurts. Forgetting hurts. But not knowing which decision to take can sometimes be the most painful…” ― José N. Harris, MI VIDA: A Story of Faith, Hope and Love

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“If you are not too long, I will wait here for you all my life.” –  Oscar Wilde

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“After you find out all the things that can go wrong, your life becomes less about living and more about waiting.” ― Chuck Palahniuk, Choke

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“I’ve learned that waiting is the most difficult bit, and I want to get used to the feeling, knowing that you’re with me, even when you’re not by my side.” ― Paulo Coelho, Eleven Minutes

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“Waiting is a means of acquiring patience.” – Adrian Thatcher

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“Knowing someone isn’t coming back doesn’t mean you ever stop waiting” ― Toby Barlow

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“For a while” is a phrase whose length can’t be measured.At least by the person who’s waiting.” ― Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun

 

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“When you create art, the world has to wait.” –  Will Smith

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Waiting for the next Summer

“Wait long enough, and people will surprise and impress you.” –  Randy Pausch

In response to The Daily Post – Photo Challenge – Waiting 

Flowers, Sun and Wonders – Bodrum’s Streets Structure

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Bodrum  is a district and a port city in Muğla Province, in the southwestern Aegean Region of Turkey. It is located on the southern coast of Bodrum Peninsula, at a point that checks the entry into the Gulf of Gökova, and is also the center of the eponymous district. The city was called Halicarnassusof Caria in ancient times and was famous for housing the Mausoleum of Mausolus, one of the Seven Wonders of the Ancient World. Built by the Knights Hospitaller in the 15th century, Bodrum Castle, overlooks the harbour and the marina. The castle grounds include a Museum of Underwater Archaeology and hosts several cultural festivals throughout the year. The city had a population of 36,317 in 2012.

Bodrum was a quiet town of fishermen and sponge divers until the mid-20th century; although, as Mansur points out, the presence of a large community of bilingual Cretan Turks, coupled with the conditions of free trade and access with the islands of the Southern Dodecanese until 1935, made it less provincial. The fact that traditional agriculture was not a very rewarding activity in the rather dry peninsula also prevented the formation of a class of large landowners. Bodrum has no notable history of political or religious extremism either. A first nucleus of intellectuals started to form after the 1950s around the writer Cevat Şakir Kabaağaçlı, who had first come here in exile two decades before and was charmed by the town to the point of adopting the pen name Halikarnas Balıkçısı (‘The Fisherman of Halicarnassus’). (Reference: Wikipedia)

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Clifton Suspension Bridge

The Clifton Suspension Bridge is a suspension bridge spanning the Avon Gorge and the River Avon, linking Clifton in Bristol to Leigh Woods in North Somerset. Since opening in 1864, it has been a toll bridge; the income from which provides funds for its maintenance. The bridge is built to a design by William Henry Barlow and John Hawkshaw, based on an earlier design by Isambard Kingdom Brunel, and contributed to by Sarah Guppy. It is a grade I listed building and forms part of the B3129 road.

The idea of building a bridge across the Avon Gorge originated in 1753. Original plans were for a stone bridge and later iterations were for a wrought iron structure. In 1831, an attempt to build Brunel’s design was halted by the Bristol riots, and the revised version of his designs was built after his death and completed in 1864. Although similar in size, the bridge towers are not identical in design, the Clifton tower having side cut-outs, the Leigh tower more pointed arches atop a 110-foot (34 m) red sandstone-clad abutment. Roller-mounted “saddles” at the top of each tower allow movement of the three independent wrought iron chains on each side when loads pass over the bridge. The bridge deck is suspended by 162 vertical wrought-iron rods in 81 matching pairs.

The Clifton Bridge Company initially managed the bridge under licence from a charitable trust. The trust subsequently purchased the company shares, completing this in 1949 and took over the running of the bridge using the income from tolls to pay for maintenance. The bridge is a distinctive landmark, used as a symbol of Bristol on postcards, promotional materials, and informational web sites. It was also used as a backdrop to several films and television advertising and programmes. It has also been the venue for significant cultural events such as the first modern bungee jump in 1979, the last ever Concorde flight in 2003 and a handover of the Olympic Torch relay in 2012. (Reference: Wikipedia)

This amazing bridge  has been so worth to view and made great  my day!

Live your beautiful Life! 

While there is Life, there is Hope! 

Clifton Observatory – Camera Obscura and Cave

 

 

Clifton Observatory, Camera Obscura and Cave sits high up on The Downs and offers amazing  views from above the Clifton Suspension Bridge. Clifton Observatory, a former mill, was erected  with the permission of the Society of Merchant Venturers, as a windmill for corn in 1766 and later converted to the grinding of snuff, when it became known as ‘The Snuff Mill’. This was damaged by a fire on 30 October 1777, when the sails were left turning during a gale and caused the equipment to catch light. It was then derelict for 52 years until in 1828 William West, an artist, rented the old mill, for 5 shillings (25p) a year, as a studio.

In 1977, the Merchant Venturers sold the observatory to Honorbrook Inns. They were obliged to maintain public access to the camera obscura whose ownership was retained by the Merchant Venturers.

It has been designated by English Heritage as a grade II* listed building  and is on the Buildings at Risk Register.  In February 2015 the Observatory was bought by Ian Johnson, a local Bristol-based entrepreneur, who was born in Clifton not far from the Observatory.

Camera obscura –   West installed telescopes and a camera obscura, which were used by artists of the Bristol School to draw the Avon Gorge and Leigh Woods on the opposite side.  Many examples of these paintings can be seen in Bristol City Museum and Art Gallery. The pictures which originated from images within the camera obscura he called ‘photogenic drawing’ and were based on the work of William Fox Talbot.

A 5″ (13 cm) convex lens and sloping mirror were installed on the top of the tower; these project the panoramic view vertically downward into the darkened room below. Visitors view the true image (not a mirror image) on a fixed circular table 5 feet (1.5m) in diameter, with a concave metal surface, and turn the mirror by hand to change the direction of view.

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Cave – West also built a tunnel from the Observatory to St Vincent’s Cave (also known as Ghyston’s Cave or Giant’s Cave), which opens onto St Vincent’s Rocks on the cliff face, 250 feet (76 m) above the floor of the Avon gorge and 90 feet (27 m) below the cliff top. The tunnel which is 200 feet (61 m) long, took two years to build at a cost of £1300, and first opened to the public in 1837.

This cave was first mentioned as being a chapel in the year A.D. 305 and excavations, in which Romano-British   potteryhas been found, have revealed that it has been both a holy place and a place of refuge at various times in its history. Although the cave is in limestone, there are few formations in the natural passages. ( References- Wikipedia)

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Leicester, vânt, muzică și Amerindieni

 

“Sufletul n-ar avea curcubeul daca ochii n-ar avea lacrimi.”

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Ajunsesem cu bine în Leicester după ce ne minunasem la propriu de toată splendoarea așezată printre colinele blânde, cu verdele pur care bucură ochii și întinerește inima, în goana autocarului  intre Nottingham și noul oraș ce aveam să-l descoperim.

Ne grăbeam spre o întâlnire și cu telefonul în mână ascultam atent vocea gravă  din aplicația ce îmi îndruma pașii, în timp ce îmi zgâiam ochii la înălțime pe zidurile clădirilor atât doar cât să citesc numele străzilor.

În gălăgia străzii am pierdut parte bună din explicațiile robotului, așa că ne cam învârtisem și rătăcisem o vreme.  Vântul bătea puternic, iar noi se pare  ca eram deja în leagănul imaginar al lui “unde ne-o duce vântul.”  Undeva în mijlocul unei piețe ce nu părea chiar așa aglomerată, am trecut razant, aproape să ne ciocnim  pe lângă un domn îmbrăcat ciudat.  Parcă chemată înapoi dintre toate vânturile ce ne legănau printre străzi, am privit plină de încântare și curiozitate la omul ce începea să își cânte atât de delicat muzica.

Am filmat  cu telefonul și nu am reușit să duc înregistrarea până la sfârșitul melodiei. Între timp lumea se oprise să asculte.  Ma impresionează toți artiștii străzii, în aceeași măsură, și este evident că nu aș avea timp să îmi opresc pașii și să-i ascult pe toți.   Sunt zile în care piețele par un spectacol viu de sunet,  arta, culoare, culturi.  Dar uneori în toată viteza cotidiană îmi golesc gândurile la capătul ideii de artă stradală, în timp ce le umplu cu toate gândurile bune așa încât să le transmit universalității, ca într-un cerc al bucuriei vieții.

Domnul din înregistrare mi-a amintit oarecum de copilărie, de Old Statterhand și Winnetou.  Purtată de vânt printre colțișoarele pline de bucurii ale aducerilor aminte.

 

“Calca usor primavara. Mama natura este insarcinata.”

“Nu poti trezi un om care pretinde ca doarme.”

“Nu judeca pe cineva pana nu ai umblat doua luni in mocasinii sai.”

“Nu mostenim pamantul de la inaintasi, pur si simplu il imprumutam de la copiii nostri.”

“Chiar si atunci cand cazi in nas, te misti tot inainte.”

“Daca un om este intelept ca un sarpe, isi poate permite sa fie inofensiv ca un porumbel.”

“Un deget nu poate ridica o piatra.”

“Nu schimba caii în mijlocul raului!”

“Nu lasa ca ieri sa foloseasca prea mult din astazi.”

 “Lunii nu ii este rusine de latratul cainilor.”

“Ziua si noaptea nu pot ramane impreuna.”

“Toti cei care mor sunt egali.” ( Proverbe amerindiene) Proverb-amerindian

 

  • Desi 64.000 de nativi Sioux au luptat in armata americana in timpul celui de al II-lea Razboi Mondial, numai 4 Medalii de Onoare au fost oferite acestei comunitati
  • Se estimeaza ca in momentul debarcarii lui Columb pe coasta Cubei, in 1492, in America de Nord traiau circa 60.000.000 de amerindieni. Ultimul recensamant arata ca, in prezent, numarul acestora se ridica la maxim 2,7 milioane.
  • Un scandal enorm a cuprins SUA in ianuarie 2008, atunci cand membrii comunitatii Sioux au cerut separarea de Statele Unite ale Americii si crearea Republicii indienilor Lakota (adevaratul nume al nativilor Sioux). Printre revendicarile acestora se numara si retrocedarea a nu mai putin de 24, 3 milioane de hectare de teren din circa cinci state americane.
  • Guvernul american finanteaza in prezent constructia celei mai mari sculpturi din lume care sa il infatiseze pe liderul Sioux, Crazy Horse. Sculptura este realizata in Dacota de Sud, dintr-un intreg munte, si se estimeaza ca in momentul finalizarii, aceasta va depasi ca dimensiuni sculpturile celor patru presedinti de la Muntele Rushmore
  • Obiceiul macabru de a scalpa victimele (taierea pielii de pe craniu), celebru printre amerindieni, se pare ca este o inventie spaniola. Conquistadorii ar fi platit mercenarii indieni dupa numarul de scalpuri colectate in timpul raidurilor. ( Sursa:  Descopera.Ro) 

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Cu vântul în față, îmbrățișați de aroma amintirilor,  descifrand coduri istorice misterioase, într-un oraș britanic ce își leagă numele de regi și regine, aveam să învălui toate acestea într-o mantie multicoloră a realității. O realitate cu zile ploioase sau dimineți însorite, cu oameni obișnuiți, cu dorințe frumoase  pline de optimism. Într-un oraș multicultural, zâmbetul strălucește la fel pe fețele tuturor, în aceeași limbă, înțeleasă de toți.    Un Leicester cu   vânt, muzică,  si zâmbete luminoase.

City War Memorial, Nottingham

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The City War Memorial, Nottingham is the main War Memorial for the City of Nottingham. 

The Memorial was designed by T. Wallis Gordon, Nottingham City Engineer and Surveyor.

The foundation stone was laid by Edward, Prince of Wales (later Edward VIII), on 1 August 1923. Constructed of Portland stone, the gateway is 46 ft (14 m) high and 58 ft (18 m) long, the central arch is 27 ft (8.2 m) high and 16 ft (4.9 m) wide; the arches on either side are 20 ft (6.1 m) and 8 ft (2.4 m) wide. The flanking colonnades, are 20 ft (6.1 m) high and 86 ft (26 m) long. The walls on either side extend the overall length to about 252 ft (77 m).

It was unveiled by Edmund Huntsman, Mayor of Nottingham, on 11 November 1927. The service of dedication was carried out by James Gordon, then Vicar of St Mary’s Church, Nottingham.

It was later adapted to commemorate those people who died in the Second World War.

 

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City of Nottingham
In ever grateful Memory of the Men of Nottingham who gave their lives for their King and Country in the Great War. 1914 – 1918. Erected by their fellow Citizens
Vivit Post Funera Virtus

(Wikipedia)

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The Memorial Gardens, commemorating the dead of World War 1, are early 20th-century gardens laid out on land donated by Sir Jesse Boot. They lie on the Victoria Embankment of the River Trent and incorporate the city’s war memorial in the form of an arch and terrace.

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The earthworks of Victoria Embankment were constructed between 1898 and 1901. The adjacent Meadows Recreation Ground was opened in May 1906. A further area of land was bought in 1920 by Sir Jesse Boot and donated to the Corporation of Nottingham to be preserved as open space and a memorial site in perpetuity. The Memorial Gardens were laid out by Mr J. Parker, the Superintendent of the Nottingham Public Parks Committee, and opened in 1927. ( Memorial Gardens

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Vicar Water Country Park

Vicar Water is a small river in Nottinghamshire, England. It is a tributary of the River Maun, and runs through an area which was once the royal hunting ground of Clipstone Park. It gained its present name in the early nineteenth century, and was dammed in 1870, in order to make a trout fishery, which was used to stock the lakes at nearby Welbeck Abbey. Since the cessation of coal mining, much of it has been incorporated into a country park, and is a designated Local Nature Reserve.

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The river joins the River Maun near Clipstone where there is a hunting lodge, built in 1164 and known to have been used by King John. The ruins are grade II-listed and a scheduled ancient monument.  The name of the river was Warmebroke at the time, and it was not called Vicar Water until the early nineteenth century. In  the seventeenth century, large tracts of land were given to the Duke of Newcastle and the Duke of Portland, and the river and its surroundings became part of the estate of the Duke of Portland. The 5th Duke of Portland constructed a dam across the river in the 1870s, to impound the water and create a lake. This was used as a trout fishery, from which the lakes at Welbeck Abbey were stocked. Records show that 600 fish were transferred for this purpose in 1873.

Thirty years later, the pool was a popular location for swimming and boating. It continued to be so during the First World War, when it was used by some of the 20,000 soldiers stationed nearby, and after the opening of Clipstone Colliery in 1922, numbers using the facilities were swelled by some of the 2,000 residents who moved into the purpose-built village of New Clipstone. Fishing also became popular, with the Duke awarding the fishing rights to the Clipstone Colliery Angling Club. Spoil tips from the mine gradually surrounded the lake and river, until tipping ceased in 1976. Nottinghamshire County Council then initiated a reclamation scheme, to transform the area into a country park. 25 acres (10 ha) of woodland were planted, and the park opened in 1982. Ten years later, ownership was transferred to the Newark and Sherwood District Council, and improvements were made using grants from Nottinghamshire County Council and the European Regional Development Fund. A part-time ranger was employed to manage the site in 1993, and this became a permanent post in 1999, when funding was received from the owners of Clipstone Colliery, RJB Mining.

The river starts at a series of small lakes, at the western edge of the country park. They occupy the site of a larger artificial lake, marked on the 1885 map as having three sluices into the main channel. T he river used to start before the lake, but this area has been affected by railway construction, and a large settling pond was built as part of the mine workings, where the stream once was. The river continues along the southern edge of Clipstone and the northern edge of the country park, to reach the “V”-shaped Vicar Pond, which is now a coarse fishery.  Below the pond, the course is crossed by several redundant railway bridges, once associated with the colliery, and the National Cycle Network Route 6 runs parallel to it. It runs northwards at this point, to reach King’s Clipstone, and the remains of the hunting lodge, to pass under the B6030 Mansfield Road, and join the River Maun. ( References: Wikipedia)

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