Sepia Saturday 116; Hair;

Beards, are absent in my family, always have been. My ancestors must have been completely against facial hair.

They all looked as clean shaven as Richard E. Grant as Sir Percy aka Scarlet Pimpernel.

I had to call again on my grandson Lucian who has a head full of curls which I think make up for the best beard. This was in 2004.

In 2006 he was in year 12,  17 just before University. At this time he slicked his curls down with lots of gel!

Is this called a good head  of hair?

Enjoy

Sepia Saturday

Thor's day’s I don’t like; Satire;

Jacek Yerka

Being a little different is bliss...Ts♥

 Thursday is the fourth day of the week according to the international standard adopted in most western countries.  It falls between Wednesday and Friday. The name is derived from Old English Þunresdæg and Middle English Thuresday, which means "Thor's day".

Since the Roman god Jupiter was identified with Thunor (Norse Thor in northern Europe), most Germanic languages name the day after this god: Torsdag in Danish, Norwegian, and Swedish, Hósdagur/Tórsdagur in Faroese, Donnerstag in German or Donderdag in Dutch. Finnish, a non-Germanic (Uralic) language, uses the borrowing "Torstai". In the extinct Polabian Slavic language, it was perundan, Perun being the Slavic equivalent of Thor.


Jupiter's day
In most Romance languages, the day is named after the Roman god, Jupiter who was the god of sky and thunder.
In Latin, the day was known as Iovis Dies, "Jupiter's Day". In Latin the Genitive or possessive case of Jupiter was Iovis/Jovis and thus in most Romance languages it became the word for Thursday:
Italian giovedì, Spanish jueves, French jeudi,


In Australia, most cinema movies premieres are held on Thursdays. Also, most Australians are paid on a Thursday, either weekly or fortnightly. Shopping Malls see this as an opportunity to open longer than usual, generally until 9 pm, as most pay cheques are cleared by Thursday morning.

Monday's child is fair of face

Tuesday's child is full of grace,
Wednesday's child is full of woe,
Thursday's child has far to go,
Friday's child is loving and giving,
Saturday's child works hard for a living,
But the child who is born on the Sabbath Day
Is bonny and blithe and good and gay.

Sweet Thursday is a novel by John Steinbeck.  The titular day, the author explains, is the day after Lousy Wednesday, and the day before Waiting Friday.

This Link http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thursday
will  tell you more of  boring Thursdays;

I  could do without Thursday; it’s not here nor there. According to wikipedia it would not be much to lose.  It could be obliterated from the week.  We could get rid of 52 Thursdays, such bliss. Instead we could have 7more weeks and three days in the year, that would give us 59 weeks and 3 days. This sounds so much more interesting then boring old Thursdays.

 Imagine  more,  but,  shorter weeks; more pay,  less work, how long have they got away with this, telling us a week has to have 7 days, that was very clever, but slowly we are getting there, because we are getting cleverer as well since  we are getting rid of Thursdays. 

We can get rid of  Thursday which is anyway all trivia, no thunder which scares the dogs, anymore. Boys whom are christened a poncy name like Thorsdag, what name is that anyway, can be easily renamed John, or Bill, proper boy’s names! 

Happily we will slide from Wednesday to Friday, no more boring old  Thursdays. Puff they are gone for ever and we will be liberated from Thursdays, because  in relation to…whatever…most people don’t like Thursdays. If you are one of the 7billion 999million you can help obliterate Thursdays. If we are successful with this one we can then perhaps proceed later to obliterate more days, like per example Mondays, but that can  be easily achieved  later.

©TS

Monday; feeding the brain cells;

A paradox is a logical statement or group of statements that lead to a contradiction or a situation which if true defies logic or reason, similar to circular reasoning. Typically, however, quoted paradoxical statements do not imply a real contradiction and the puzzling results can be rectified by demonstrating that one or more of the premises themselves are not really true, a play on words, faulty and/or cannot all be true together.

 The word paradox is often used interchangeably with contradiction.

For example, "Fair is Foul and Foul is Fair" or "When the battle's lost and won"

in Act 1,Scene 1.  Shakespeare.

...Nothing is

But what is...

In the big picture, nothing matters;

for the individual everything matters;

Don't give your brain cells a rest, they will quickly wither, dissipate to dust! 

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I found that many people are superficial; they can not or will not think beyond their perspective.

The question; how to think rational when the brain is occupied by nothing else but  trivia,  emotional fragments and debris?

Do not take this to serious, it is Monday, did I say Monday?

© TS

Sepia Saturday 115 GAMES;

My grandchildren came for a visit  and are playing a game together. I don't remember what sort of game it was. The picture was taken on the 7Th. December 2004.

The picture is  in colour, but I changed it to sepia to keep it  "authentic."

Lucian, my oldest grandson used to make his own games, when he spend  holidays  with us.; this one was called  "Attack of the green goo monster."  I think he was 10 when he made this one. At school his nickname was Mole, so he was super Mole,  our dog Taj was his super mutt Taj  etc.

This is my contribution to Sepia Saturday, Games; I did not find any old sepia or black and white "gamblers"!

Enjoy Sepia Saturday;  Sepia Saturday 115 Games

Monday; A passion in life;

Passion from the Ancient Greek verb paskho meaning to suffer is a term applied to a very strong feeling about a person or thing. Passion is an intense emotion compelling feeling, enthusiasm, or desire for something.

The term is also often applied to  an eager interest  for a cause  an activity or love - to a feeling of unusual excitement, enthusiasm or compelling emotion, a positive affinity  towards a subject, idea, person, or object.

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Everybody should be passionate about something in life.  I am passionate about  nature, growing plants.

Sometimes I think the garden consumes me, but I wont complain as it is a passion and has no limits.

One day I will evaporate in  my garden like water droplets at sunrise.

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Probably I will haunt this garden as long as it will exist. I will look over the shoulders of the next generation of gardeners; and he or she will shrug me away like a mosquito.

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Here she is,  Jacquei, blue jersey, black pants, on a charity  bike ride.

My middle daughter is passionate about her bike. She has all the trimmings for it. She joins big bike tours.

Her last bike ride was from Broom to Perth , I think she pedaled  about 2400 km. Her next big bike tour will be from Darwin to Broom. 

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Bill, Lilli's Partner is very passionate about his cars.  He is also a Pilot and is very passionate about flying.

He brings  "lotions" to polish my car to make it look perfect.  I am so not bothered when it comes to cars.  It does not matter to me what  sort of car I drive. 

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My dearest Papa long past away  and my sister Rose.

My dad was very passionate about Mountains, Trees and Nature. He was a forester, managing  the forests of some municipalities.

My sister Rose was passionate about knitting. it was done to the highest standard. She knitted the most beautiful  jumpers, jackets, anything one could wear.

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There is so much more, practically anything in Life one can be passionate about. At last but not at least LOVE ♥

If music be the food of love, play on

Shakespeare  Twelfth Night – Act 1, Scene 1

Photos TS

© TS

Sepia Saturday 114; Shoes;

Sandals 1951

These Sandals are 61 years old. mine were red and my little friends sandals were brown.

This photo was taken when we visited  Kaiseraugst -  Augusta Raurica

Unfortunately I have not got a photo when we were wearing Roman sandals in 15 BC

Augusta Raurica is a Roman archaeological site and an open-air museum in Switzerland. Located on the south bank of the Rhine river about 20 km east of Basel near the villages of Augst and Kaiseraugst, it is the oldest known Roman colony on the Rhine.

Enjoy Sepia Saturday

Thursday; Unpredictable;

Life is unpredictable, extempore  like the weather.
It can be a big, bad bruise,  cracked and crazed,  leaves everything in its path bereft, or  a snack time of happiness with colours of vitality, bright, fresh and hopeful.
Do we have a choice? Or are we puppets of fate?

Horace  quoted: squid sit futurum cras, fuge quaerere
Do not ask what tomorrow brings




...and in Shakespeare's words who looked deep into the nature of mankind

Menenius: Thou rascal, that are worst in blood to run, leads first to win some vantage.
But make ready your stiff bats and clubs;
Rome and her rats are at the point of  battle;
Cericlanus Act 1Scene 1




Queen Margaret; O Buckingham! take heed of yonder dog; Look when he fawns, he bites; and when he bites His venom tooth will rankle to the death....
sin, death and hell have set their mark on him, and all their ministers attend to him.
Richard III Act 1 Scene III


Puck;....Now are frolic; not a mouse shall disturb  this hallow'd house; 
I am sent with broom before, To sweep the dust behind the door.
A Midsummer Night's dream; Act V  scene I


O Romeo, O Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?
Romeo and Juliet; ActII Scene II




.....  dear P.L.Dunbar knew happiness and sadness; and had  wonderful expressive words and a tender soul.

Invitation to Love


Come when the nights are bright with stars
Or come when the moon is mellow;
Come when the sun his golden bars
Drops on the hay-field yellow.
Come in the twilight soft and gray,
Come in the night or come in the day,
Come, O love, whene’er you may,
And you are welcome, welcome.


You are sweet, O Love, dear Love,
You are soft as the nesting dove.
Come to my heart and bring it to rest
As the bird flies home to its welcome nest.


Come when my heart is full of grief
Or when my heart is merry;
Come with the falling of the leaf
Or with the redd’ning cherry.
Come when the year’s first blossom blows,
Come when the summer gleams and glows,
Come with the winter’s drifting snows,
And you are welcome, welcome.


BY PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR
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