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  • Lens Artists Challenge # 155 – On the Water

    Lens Artists Challenge # 155 – On the Water

    I’ve been tempted to submit to this challenge after looking at Ann-Christine’s lovely photos, not that I think mine come up to her standard, but it has pushed me to look through my own folio and see what I could come up with. Too many, it turns out, but here are a few of my favourites, mostly here because they remind me of some long gone precious days.

    Elephants need water for washing and, if possible, a mahout to do the work with a scrubbing brush, which they love. Here is one I took in northern Thailand at a time when elephants were still used in farming.

    He’s just had a good scrub down and now it’s off to the corral for rest.

    While with the animals here’s one from Cambodia where the water buffaloes were enjoying the water.

    Next we move on to canals and to the very first summit level canal built in Great Britain. Built in N. Ireland in 1742, it is the Newry Canal which pre-dated the more famous Bridgewater Canal by nearly thirty years and it was built to link the Tyrone coalfields (via Lough Neagh and the River Bann) to the Irish Sea at Carlingford Lough near Newry.

    Newry canal flows through the town past what were once mills and lumber yards

    And still with canals, my favourite canal trip of all time, the 6-day journey on board a historic ship along the Gota canal, from Gothenburg to Stockholm across one river, eight lakes and two seas. The ships have scarcely been altered since they were first used to take immigrants from Stockholm to the departure port for America and few concessions are made to tourists, i.e. no en-suite rooms, communal showers only and, it must be said, rather cramped quarters (so luggage must be kept to a minimum). Yet what a magical journey that was, across a black lake and a dark sea with stops along the way to visit historic sites. I went in midsummer, almost permanent daylight and that had its own magic, eating cherries and wild strawberries and drinking hot chocolate at 3.00 am on deck as the beautiful Swedish landscape glided by.

    The William Tham negotiates a lock.

    Just a few more watery memories and then I’m done:

    Rivers, Oceans, Lakes and Marshes.

  • Silent Sunday

    Somewhere, it’s going to be a beautiful day, so hush, it’s Sunday.

  • Life im Colour: White/Silver

    Life im Colour: White/Silver

    I didn’t think I’d have another picture to add to Jude’s White/Silver challenge but I suddenly remembered the whiteness of lovely Stavanger in Norway, and I offer a selection to link to Jude here.

    A hilly, colourful street in Stavanger

    Link to Jude here.

  • Life in Colour 21

    Life in Colour 21

    Link to Jude here. Jude has asked for White or Silver this month.

    First up, a couple of Spain’s White Villages, whose whiteness demands sunglasses at all times to cut the glare.

    Snow on the Italian Alps as I last flew over (1918)
    Isle of Wight Garlic. The IoW farm also grows and sells the rarer black garlic.
    View to the Jungfrau from Rigi in Switzerland with snow in between.

  • Sculpture Saturday: The Grape Picker in Beaune

  • Colour 20 – Purple

    Linked to Life in Colour: Purple – by Heyjude from Travel Words.

    Nearly the end of May and I can still only find flowers to illustrate the colour purple. Nothing else catches my eye on my walk through the town so here are just a few garden flowers.

    First up is the everlasting wallflower (Erysimum Bowles), much too big for its position right by my side gate and creeping over the steps, but the butterflies and the bees love it so here it stays. It’s not really purple, it’s what my generation would call mauve.

    Erysimum Bowles or Everlasting Wallflower to give it it’s popular name.

    Favourite pansies next, one bordering on blue perhaps but edging towards the purplish I think.

    And lastly, lavender, without which no garden is complete. This one is a particular favourite and I’ve taken a cutting from a more sprawling version in the garden to have it outside my bedroom door.

  • Life in Colour 21

    Linked to Travel Words here.

    I know the Life in Colour Pink has long since gone but I came across this photograph of an enchanting little girl who was taking part in the children’s parade in the Trinidad Festival a few ears ago when I was there. I can’t resist adding her to Life in Colour or should it be Perfect in Pink?

    Perfect in Pink

    And then I found some more pinks so here goes:

  • Hachikō – Tokyo’s Iconic Dog

    Hachikō – Tokyo’s Iconic Dog

    I’d like to set the scene as Maria in Sound of Music suggests “Let’s start at the very beginning” but maybe it’s better if I tell you first that this is Hachikō, the most famous dog in Japan, and that people come from all over Japan to visit his statue in central Tokyo. We tourists also come, led by guide books and the moving story of the faithful dog who waited at the train station for his owner to return from work, every day for nearly a decade.

    Hachikō was a golden brown Akita born in November 1923 in Japan’s Akita prefecture: a year later, still a puppy, he was acquired by Hidesaburō Ueno, a professor who taught at Tokyo Imperial University and lived in the Shibuya neighbourhood of the city.

    The pair formed a close bond and their life became one of routine. In the morning Professor Ueno would walk to the Shibuya Station, Hachikō trotting alongside, and take the train to work. After finishing the day’s classes, he would return by train arriving at the station at 3 p.m. on the dot: there Hachikō would be waiting for him.

    This continued until May 1925 when the Professor died suddenly at work, having suffered a brain haemorrhage while teaching.

    Hachikō, who had come to meet his master as usual on that day, was left waiting at the station. Day after day for nigh on ten years the dog returned to the spot where he had always waited for his owner, patient and loyal despite not being welcomed by the station employees.

    The loyal dog, one of only 30 purebred Akitas on record at the time, never gave up hope and although reportedly given away after his master’s death, he regularly ran off to Shibuya Station at 3 p.m. hoping to meet the Professor. Days turned into weeks, then months, then years, and still Hachikō returned to the station each day to wait.

    At first, the station workers were not all that friendly to Hachikō, but his fidelity won them over and they began to bring treats for him and sometimes sat beside him to keep him company. Soon, the lone dog and his story began to draw the attention of other commuters. His presence had a great impact on the local community of Shibuya and he became something of an icon.

    It is thanks to one of Professor Ueno’s former students, Hirokichi Saito, who also happened to be an expert on the Akita breed, that we know much of this story, because when he got wind of the tale he took the train to Shibuya to see for himself. When he arrived and saw Hachikō there, as usual, he followed him from the station to the home of Ueno’s former gardener, Kuzaburo Kobayashi. There, Kobayashi filled him in on the story of Hachikō’s life.

    The student wrote articles about the situation at the Shibuya station one of which was published in the national daily Asahi Shimbun in 1932. The tale spread throughout Japan bringing nationwide fame to Hachikō and people then began to arrive from all over Japan to visit the dog who had become something of a good-luck charm. Many travelled great distances just to sit with him.

    For the next nine years and nine months, Hachikō came to the station every day at 3.00 pm on the dot. He was found dead in the street in March 1935, the cause of death (not discovered until 2011) later found to be a cancer. His death made national headlines and after cremation, his ashes were placed next to Professor Ueno’s grave in Aoyama Cemetery in Tokyo. His fur, however, was preserved, stuffed and mounted and is now housed in the National Museum of Nature and Science in Tokyo.

    The stuffed Hachiko in the National Museum of Nature & Science, Tokyo

    The original bronze statue of Hachikō was raised from donations and erected in the exact spot where he had waited for his master for so many years but after World War ll erupted the statue was melted down for ammunitions. In 1948 however, the current statue was erected in Shibuya Station.

    The death of Hachiko: Credit Shibuya Folk and Literary Shirane Memorial Museum, Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons

    There is a similar statue, erected in 2004, in Odate, Hachikō’s original hometown, where it stands in front of the Akita Dog Museum.

    On the 80th anniversary of Hachikō’s death, in 2015, the University of Tokyo unveiled yet another brass statue of the dog.

  • Just one Person (or two) in Cuba

    It took just two children in Cuba to take me back to a childhood I’d forgotten. So many years ago, when I was younger than these children. I was probably about 4 years old and trying to master the art of spinning a top, something which most people will never even have heard of. In the days when one’s birthday and Christmas were the only times when presents appeared, the spinning-top cost about a penny I suppose, the stick could be anything from a twig to a cane with a piece of thin string wrapped around it. But oh, what joy when the top – which you’d decorated with coloured chalks – spun out and around and around.

    Cuban Children playing with spinning tops

    Cuba was even poorer than it is now when I visited it last, the blockade was in operation, no paint was allowed into the country as it was all owned by DuPont whose estates the Cuban government had nationalised, and for the children, spinning tops were the most fun to be had. They did however, have an good, free educational system, unlike the rest of the Caribbean.

    Cuban Schoolboys
  • A Blogger’s Return

    Maybe I should add “in hope” to the title, as my screen is not showing me what I normally see when I log on to WP. It’s an all-white interface but I’ll continue just for a sentence or two and I will know when I hit publish if it’s working or not.

    I made the changeover from one computer to the other with just a little difficulty – like transferring my Sonos system, which I prefer to operate from my desktop as my mobile phone is invariably in another room when I need it. Plus not all of my music made the transfer successfully. The music did but the titles didn’t and it took me some time to fix it.

    I took a break from reading blogs and from blogging as I was doing this, as I decided I was spending far too much time online while books piled up on my desk and on the floor and my favourite hobby of reading was somehow being side-lined. Now that bookshops are again open, I can only see the problem increasing as I have a long list of books to check out and buy that I will really need more time for reading.

    If this mini-blog works though, I will be back tomorrow, hopefully with a more sensible use of my online time – especially now that I can go out to lunch again!

    Hope you’ll all enjoy the fact that lockdown has eased a lot for us, at least here in the UK. Foreign travel may still be a no-no for most of us but there is a glimmer of light at the end of that tunnel.