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Dead Easy Chapters 1 & 2
DEAD EASY
Jessie Kilpatrick was beginning to regret her plan. It'd been a great idea: drag her hermit of a sister out on a sultry May night to take a stroll around the French Quarter. Maybe even have some fun together, like it used to be. Anything would be better than watching Katarina curl up in her bed, nose deep in another book of ghost stories. Unfortunately her identical twin wasn't playing along.
"Can we go home now?" Kat asked, her tone dangerously close to a whine. "You know I don't like Bourbon Street. It's too weird."
Weird? That was saying something coming from a girl who led ghost tours on New Orleans' streets and into its spookiest cemeteries, during which Kat would regale the rapt tourists with tales about Voodoo queens, zombies, black curses and the spirits of dead pirates.
"Come on, it's early," Jessie said. "Let's stay a bit longer."
Kat wasn't listening to her now, staring at nothing, her forehead wrinkled as if in pain.
"You okay?" No reply.
She's zoning again. She knows that creeps me out.
"Let's see if we can grab a table at Johnny W's up on the gallery," Jessie urged, hoping to bring her sis back to reality. "We can split a burger and fries. I've got my fake ID. We can get some beer and—"
"No!" Kat said, exhibiting a rare flash of anger. "No on the drinking. No on being down here."
"Because of them, right?" Jessie asked.
The "them" being ghosts, which Kat claimed she could see. It hadn't always been that way: It was only after Hurricane Katrina that her sister had begun to change. Their mom had said it was to be expected after all that had happened during the storm: the loss of their father, watching as New Orleans reeled from the horror of the dead, the maimed and the abandoned. In fact, Kat had grown even quieter, more withdrawn in the two months since Ian, their brother, went missing.
Now it was as if Kat and Jessie were no longer identical twins. Her sister had dyed her hair blue-black and went uber Goth with her clothing. Black, with occasionally a bit of dark blue. An odd choice for New Orleans' steamy summer weather.
Jessie's hair was still caramel brown, currently pulled back in a ponytail to keep it out of her face. Jeans or shorts were her thing, along with colorful T-shirts, preferably those with statements like Chicken Little Was Right. As Jessie saw it, black was for mourning.
She loved being with people, loved hanging out, talking and dancing. She'd gone through three boyfriends in her senior year because she was easily bored. Kat? Not a steady guy since eleventh grade, and that one was only because she was seriously into the dude's pet iguanas.
Kat rubbed her temples as if she had a headache, frowning. "I only came along because of you. It hurts to be here."
Hurts? That was new. Jessie rolled her eyes. "You're going drama queen on me."
"No, I'm not," her sister replied, steel in her voice now. When a tourist bumped into her, she stepped to the side to allow him to pass. "Can't you feel how much it's changing?"
Jessie turned to survey the heart of New Orleans, trying to picture it through Kat's eyes. It didn't work. Bourbon Street was Ground Zero for strange behavior in this city. At a little past nine-thirty, it already brimmed with bodies, mostly inebriated tourists. Go a block or two either way and it was quieter, but this street was considered the heart of New Orleans.
Most locals avoided this stretch of real estate on a Saturday night, but not Jessie. It was pure sensory overload. As you walked along it alternated between hot and humid to icy cold when you stepped in front of the open doors, all because the restaurant and bar owners blasted their air conditioning to compensate.
Jessie took a deep inhalation of the tantalizing scent of fried fish that wafted out of one establishment, followed by the yeasty smell of beer at another. Music flowed out of the bars as well—country, rock, blues or jazz. It was as if Bourbon Street didn't know what it wanted to be, so it was trying to be everything at once.
"Nothing's different," Jessie said. "Same weird. I don't know why it's bothering you so much."
The neon signs sent shafts of colored light along the rain-dampened pavement as couples wandered along, some toting alcohol, others just staring into the various bars, restaurants and sex shops. A brass quintet fired up a blaring version of "When the Saints Go Marchin' In," which had Jessie humming along.
She gazed up at the closest gallery where people sipped their drinks and watched the stream of humanity below. One woman pointed and laughed when a hairy dude on inline skates rolled along the street. He wore a grass skirt, two coconut shells for a bra, and a long purple wig. His wiry gray mustache somehow seemed to fit.
"You really can't feel it, not at all?" Kat said, gesturing around her.
"No, to me it's just home."
New Orleans in all its gaudy glory.
There was always a vibrancy here, a pulse of life echoing around them, a visceral electric buzz Jessie could feel deep in her veins. It was weird, but she got high off it, a triple Grande espresso with a side order of an adrenaline rush. Something she could never quite explain to her sister. She'd tried and failed. Repeatedly.
Kat squinted now, as if her headache was growing worse. "It feels different. More . . . dark. The ghosts are uneasy and they only get that way when something bad is going to happen."
A spectral early warning system?
Jessie gave in. "Okay, let's go home."
"Look, maybe I'm wrong. I don't know. You stay and do whatever it is you do down here. I'll go."
"You sure?"
"Yeah. But be home before Allie or you'll get another lecture," Kat said, acting more like their aunt, the cop, than someone who had just turned twenty. Then she must have realized how she sounded. "Look, I'm sorry I'm a bummer."
Bummer? No, you're way worse than that. Which Jessie didn't dare say or her sister would go into pout mode and stay there for a day or two.
"I just worry about you," Jessie said. "You're so . . . " She couldn't find the right word, at least not one that wouldn't piss off her sister.
"Reclusive, introverted?" Kat offered, doing her human thesaurus thing.
"Yeah, all those. I don't want you to become some lonely old lady with a hundred cats, you know?" She caught hold of her Kat's chilly hand and squeezed it. "I just want you happy, and I don't think you are right now." Because I'm not.
Her sister looked away, confirmation that Jessie was closer to the truth than either of them liked. "I just want . . . " Kat began, then shook her head. "Never mind. It's okay."
No, it's not. What hurt more was that Jessie didn't know how to make it right.
"I wish Dad was still alive and I want Mom to get better, be more like her old self."
"And we both want Ian back," Kat replied. "I miss him so much."
Jessie found her eyes clouding at the mention of their brother. "I miss him too. If Ian's alive, where the hell is he? Why hasn't he called us?"
Kat shook her head. "Maybe someday we'll know the truth."
Not until they find his bones at the bottom of Irish Bayou.
While they walked back down the street, Jessie and Kat fell silent for a couple of blocks, each caught up in their own thoughts. As kids they'd always chattered back and forth, finishing each other's sentences. They'd dressed alike, just to mess with other peoples' heads. It was fun. Their triplet, Ian, had played along—the Third Musketeer, they'd called him.
It had all changed two months before when the car containing their mother, brother and their dog, had plunged into Irish Bayou during a heavy spring thunderstorm. Their mom had been badly injured and was now recuperating in a rehabilitation facility in Kenner. The doctors said her mind might never be the same.
Ian had disappeared, as in no trace of him. The divers had done their best to find him once the storm had passed, but he hadn't been in the car when they'd winched it out of the water. With the heavy rains, the current could have easily pulled the body away from the crash site. As one of the cops had so callously observed, "There's gators in there. I wouldn't put too much stock in finding anythin' left."
"He's alive," Kat murmured, eyes wider now. "He feels closer now."
Please God, don't let her be wrong.
"You guys always kinda creeped me out," Jessie admitted. "I don't know how you could get into each other's heads like that. I mean, if it was you and me, sure. That's a twin thing. But Ian isn't identical to either of us. How could you two have such a connection?"
Kat shrugged. "Always did. I'm not the only one who thinks he's alive. Even Mom says he is."
Jessie rolled her eyes. "Our dear mother was talking to a grapefruit during breakfast the other day and acted like it talked back. You know what she's like now."
"I know," Kat said quietly.
"But, ah . . . she's better," Jessie added. "I mean, she remembers us now. That's good, right?"
A curt nod was the response.
They parted company at St. Peter Street and Kat headed toward the family bookshop and their home above the shop. It was difficult for Jessie to let her go on her own—that came from losing Ian—the fear that somehow her other sibling would be taken from her. She waited until Kat vanished from site, then she headed to Johnny White's. A few minutes later a text arrived from her sister.
HOME. STOP WORRYING
"Not a chance."
Jessie paused at the doorway to a bar, spending a few moments listening to a smoky jazz trio, then wandered on. She and Kat had just turned twenty, a birthday made bittersweet as their brother wasn't around to share it. There'd been no cake, no celebration. No joy.
After the wreck, they'd dropped out of their second year in college. There was no other option, what with their mother so badly injured. Though they both had enrolled for the fall semester, Jessie knew she wouldn't be attending.
Too soon. Not until we know about Ian.
Her sister had disagreed and there'd been some heated arguments about the issue. Arguments that would continue until Kat understood how things really were, and that it wasn't going to be Jessie who went back to school. At least not for a while.
As she grew near to Johnny White's, she spied a former high school classmate, now a student at Tulane University. Lisa Timmons was easy to spot: She was tall and her blond hair hung to her waist, supermodel straight, as if the gods had gifted it to her just to annoy the lesser mortals. It did annoy Jessie, whose hair always turned unruly in New Orleans' unrelenting humidity. Then she'd learned Lisa spent a crap ton of money on some special treatment to make it look like that, and had to spend even more every six months to keep it that way.
Not happening.
Even from a distance, Lisa didn't look happy, not with that cocked hip and the "You're not listening to me" expression she adopted whenever she wasn't getting her way. They might be friends, but they weren't close because it was All Lisa, All the Time.
She was arguing with a guy, probably the latest boyfriend. All through high school Lisa had attracted boys like mushy apples did fruit flies, and cycled through them every few months or so. This one was as tall as her, about five eleven, with broad shoulders and dark hair that curled along the open collar of his blue shirt. He wore a pair of faded blue jeans that were shiny at the knees. A denim jacket hung off Lisa's shoulders, covering her skimpy tank top.
As Jessie drew near, she heard her say, "Don't be like this."
The young man frowned. "I should have known you'd be just like the rest of them."
"Listen to you! All rich and famous, but you don't give a damn about anyone else."
Rich and famous? Jessie slowed her pace, taking another long look at the guy. Smoky brown eyes set off his face, moving it from every day to unique. Still, he didn't ding her "Ohmigod, that's so-and-so" meter.
"I ask for one little thing and you get pissed at me. Is it because I wouldn't sleep with you?" Lisa demanded.
Okay, that's awkward. Jessie actually felt bad for this dude.
The guy's face colored, his posture tensing. "That wouldn't have made a damn bit of difference. No way am I doing what you want. Just drop it!"
Knowing now wasn't the best time to say hi, Jessie paused long enough for someone to move out of the way on the sidewalk, then stepped around the couple. Lisa's guy suddenly shifted to the right, and a second later Jessie was hit full on with a cupful of cola and ice, courtesy of her outraged buddy.
"Wow. Great aim. I'm impressed." the guy said, smirking.
"Really? Was that necessary?" Jessie called out, dripping liquid in all directions.
Lisa stared at her. "Oh, Jessie, I'm sorry. I didn't see you. I was aiming at this piece of . . . crap," she said, glowering at the young man as if it'd been his fault. "We're done, Sayer. Hit the road."
"Works for me," the guy replied. "Jacket?"
Lisa slung it at him. "Go to hell."
"You first, babe," he said. After he delivered a blistering glare at Jessie, he stalked off into the crowd.
Jerk. "What was all that about?" Jessie asked.
"Nothing . . . well, I need to know the truth about something and I thought Sayer would help me. Obviously not."
So you drowned me because you didn't get your way? Of course you did.
Lisa's phone pinged and she scrolled through the message. "All right!" she crowed, smiling now. "I got what I needed, no thanks to that dick. Look, I gotta go. Call me, okay?" Then she scurried off into the crowd while Jessie drip dried in the New Orleans' heat.
"Yeah, thanks, glad I could be part of your little psychodrama there."
Jessie carefully wiped her face with a tissue, hoping her mascara hadn't done a runner. The evening was shot. No way could she hang around looking like she'd bathed in cola as it was already becoming sticky.
As she turned to go home, someone brushed by her, moving quickly toward the business district, like they were following Lisa. Jessie found herself shivering uncontrollably for a few seconds, as if Death himself had just walked past her.
She'd felt that way two other times in her life, when her dad had died, and the night of the car wreck. Coupled with Kat's premonitions, Jessie swore she felt the darkness increase, despite the bright lights and the drunken laughter.
Now I'm going crazy too.
After the inadvertent baptism in soda—and having to explain to her sister exactly how that had happened—Jessie needed to escape. Despite Kat's plea that she stay home, she took a quick shower, then hopped in the family car and headed out of the city. It was late, just after ten, but if she was lucky, she could make the trip and still be home before midnight. She was too old for a curfew, but she respected her aunt's paranoia. As a New Orleans' street cop who saw some really bad stuff go down late at night, Allie didn't want her nieces to be part of that.
By the time Jessie reached Highway 90 northeast of the city, a brief rain squall had run its course, now just a misty drizzle. As she cut off onto Highway 11, the Toyota's wipers dragged across the windshield, revealing the pavement in brief patches. She usually had the radio on, but she'd purposely left it silent to concentrate because of the rain. Her hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly they ached. They always did when she drove here. The pain kept her focused, kept her mind from playing games.
Nearly every night for the last two months she'd made the trip along this two-lane road, slowly driving past where the accident had occurred. If the traffic was light, she'd pause and leave flowers behind. Coming here during the day didn't feel right, and Kat didn't want to join her, so she'd made the pilgrimages into the dark Louisiana countryside on her own. Jessie never really understood the need she felt to visit this place. It was dangerous out here. What if something happened? What if she landed in the water and drowned like Ian?
My. Brother. Is. Not. Dead.
That had been her mantra ever since the call from the parish police, telling them of the accident. It was why she drove along the same stretch of water, praying for a miracle.
Kat insisted this was an irrational obsession. Her sister didn't understand. Once Jessie stopped making this journey, Ian really would be gone. This was her way of keeping him, and her hope, alive, feeding the dream that had her brother materialize out of the darkness like nothing had ever happened.
But deep down, Jessie feared that dream was being suffocated with each passing day. Soon it would no longer have the oxygen needed to survive, probably like Ian when the car had sunk deep into the brackish water.
I'm so messed up.
As she drove closer to the accident site, Jessie murmured a prayer. If only God would hear her, just once. Movement on the road ahead caught her notice, probably a raccoon or an alligator. She sucked in a sharp breath when a dark figure appeared in the glare of the headlights. Moving too fast, she had to swerve to miss him. The car instantly rebelled, going into a long skid on the wet pavement.
Time slowed as the vehicle edged toward the rain-swollen marsh, toward where her brother's bones might rest. Finally the car lurched to a stop at an angle across the two lanes. Heart pounding and her breath coming in short pants, Jessie laid her head on top of her hands clenched around the steering wheel. Her stomach rolled over, threatening to eject its contents. Swallowing heavily, she slowly raised her head to find she sat in the middle of the two-lane road, the perfect place to get flattened if another driver wasn't paying attention.
Unwilling to turn around in the dark, not with water on either side, she eased the car to the shoulder on the proper side of the road, and put it in Park with a shaking hand. Flicking on the emergency flashers, only then did her eyes go in search of the person she'd nearly hit.
As if she'd conjured him out of her dreams, a form moved out of the darkness and into the headlights.
"Ian?" she whispered. The figure was about her brother's height, tall and leggy, and clothed in a dark denim jacket, no doubt to thwart the mosquitoes. He staggered, as if disoriented.
"Oh, God." Jessie flew out of the car, bashing her elbow on the door. "Ian?" she cried.
As she ran forward, he looked up and she saw his face clearly in the lights. Hope flipped to fury as she skidded to a halt on the wet pavement. It wasn't her brother. No, it was Lisa's boyfriend, the guy from Bourbon Street.
"You have got to be kidding me!" she shouted, her blood boiling. She marched toward him. "You stupid moron! What are you doing out here?"
He blinked at her, confused. "Getting drunk. What does it look like?" he replied, holding up a six-pack of beer with his other hand, three of which were already gone. Then he blinked again, this time recognizing her. "What are you doing here?"
"Trying not to run over your stupid ass, what do you think?"
Jessie took a long breath to hold back the tears. For the barest of moments she'd thought her prayers had come true.
Not tonight. Maybe not ever.
The sound of chorusing frogs grew louder around them. The marsh had a strong, sulfur stench and the mosquitoes buzzed her face unmercifully, eager for fresh blood. A low rumbling noise indicated there was a gator nearby.
Jessie put her hands on her hips. "I could have killed you."
The young man shrugged. "Whatever." He stumbled toward her. When he grew closer, he veered toward the other side of the car, as if being close to another human was painful.
"You're wasted," she said.
"No, but I'm getting there."
He set his cans of cheap beer on the hood, then heaved the empty into the water. With much effort, he freed a full can from the plastic holder.
"Does Lisa know you're out here?" Jessie asked.
He popped the top on the brew. "Why the hell would she care? She's just another skank. I'm better off rotting in this bayou than—"
"Don't say that!" Jessie shouted, slamming a fist down on the car hood. "Don't ever say that."
He blinked at her. "Hey, chill."
Jessie wrapped her arms around her body, trying to extinguish the images roiling in her mind now.
"Someone would miss you," she said, her voice quaking. "Someone would wonder how you got hurt . . . how you . . . died."
"No, you're wrong. No one would miss me," he said, shaking his head.
"I would," she said defiantly.
He looked at her, frowning. "Why? You don't even know me."
"Doesn't mean I wouldn't care."
He looked down the highway, squinting. "There's another car coming. You need to get moving or you're going to be the one who's dead."
He wasn't lying: There were headlights in the distance. "You want a ride back to town?"
"No. Just want to be left alone." He took a few steps, then halted. "I'm Sayer . . . Arceneaux. The last name is spelled with an 'x'". He stifled a burp. "A-r-c-e-n," he paused, "e-a-u-x. Make sure they get it right in the obituary, okay?"
"The what?" she blurted.
Then the guy whose last name ended in an "x" headed for the other side of the road, swigging his beer as he walked. Jessie returned to her car and waited as the other vehicle passed by. To her relief, the drunken fool didn't jump in front of it.
"I don't care if you are an idiot," she muttered to herself. "No way I'm leaving you out here on your own."
It took her a while to find a place to make a U-turn, then she headed back toward Lisa's ex, passing two cars along the way. Neither had bothered to stop for him. When Jessie caught up with him, she slowed the car to a crawl, realizing he had something in his hands.
Sayer straightened up now, holding a big turtle. He walked it to the water's edge, away from the road, then set it down. It snapped at him as he pushed it into the bayou with a foot. As if realizing he was being watched, he turned and stared at her now, the remaining beers still hanging from one hand. Jessie clicked on the flashers again, and rolled down the passenger side window.
"The offer of a ride is still open," she called out. "Even if you are a royal jerkface."
As he wiped his hands on his jeans, Sayer scowled. "Go away," he said. "I just want to be left the hell alone."
"You could die out here."
"Works for me."
That does it. Jessie slammed on the brakes, put the car in Park and launched out the door. Pointing at him over the roof, she shouted, "No way! You get in this car or I'll call the cops on you. They'd just love busting your ass."
His eyes narrowed. "You wouldn't dare."
"Yeah, I would. This pity party of yours has gone on long enough. Get in the damned car."
He gaped at her. "Who the hell do you think you are?"
"The name's Jessie. Looks like I'm your guardian angel tonight." He didn't move. "Get. In. The. Car. Now!"
When he still didn't move, she grabbed her cell phone from off the seat and began punching in numbers, like she was calling the police. Because she would.
"All right, dammit." A round of creative swearing erupted, then Sayer swung open the passenger door.
"Lose the beer," she ordered, ending the fake call. "I do not want to spend the night in jail. My aunt, the cop, would skin me alive."
More swearing, but the cans went flying into the water. Sayer slid into the Toyota and slammed the door with great force. Jessie got into the car, shaking so hard it was difficult to click the seat belt. She pointedly waited until her passenger had done the same. He smelled of marsh, cheap beer and aftershave, a strange combination.
"Thank you," she said, just to piss him off.
Sayer glowered at her. "You're as crazy as I am. I could be some pervert and you just let me in your car. You can't go around doing stupid stuff like this. It's not safe."
The car picked up speed. "Oh, stupid stuff like drunk-walking on a dark road in the rain?"
"What you're doing is dangerous," he insisted.
Jessie eyed him for a second before turning her attention back to the road. "You're right. I won't do it again."
He huffed. "Good."
"Here's where you're supposed to say you won't either."
"I don't give promises I don't intend to keep."
God, you're stubborn. "If this is about Lisa, you just need to get over her. She goes through boyfriends like crazy."
"It's not just about her. It's . . . more complicated than that. And not your problem."
"It would have been if I'd hit you. I'd see your face in my nightmares for the rest of my life."
Sayer looked over at her, surprised. "I didn't think of that."
"Clearly. Why was Lisa so mad at you?"
Sayer's body sagged as if he was exhausted. "She wanted me to get some information for her. She thought since I was Harmond Arceneaux's kid, it'd be easy. I told her no."
Arceneaux. This time the name clicked. "Your dad the guy that owns the fertility clinic or the attorney who was up on bribery charges last year?"
"Attorney. Those charges were dropped," he said tersely.
"Okay. How'd you get way out here?"
"I hitchhiked. Bought the beer at a bait shop."
"Fake ID?"
Jessie caught sight of a nutria ambling its way across the road in front of them. "Giant freakin' rats. I hate those things," she said. Then she remembered what Sayer had been doing right before she'd picked him up. "You moved that turtle off the road so it wouldn't get squashed."
"Yeah. So?"
What's with this guy? Jessie growled under her breath. "Fine." You save turtles, I save jerks.
Her passenger stared out the window, his jaw clenched while Jessie concentrated on her driving. He'd been right—picking him up had been totally insane. But at least he was safe for tonight.
This guy wasn't her problem. Or at least Jessie was trying to convince herself of that. Something about Sayer got to her, and it wasn't because she'd found him near where Ian had disappeared. His odd behavior told her there was more going on with him than a fight with his girlfriend.
Though it was getting late, Jessie wasn't going to drop him off on some street corner, fearing he might just hitch another ride back to the bayou. After much prodding, Sayer finally gave her directions to his house and, no surprise, it was in the Garden District, the old money part of New Orleans. As she pulled up to the curb in front of a tall, bay-front Italianate home, she guessed that the house dated from before the Civil War, maybe the early 1860s. It sat in the middle of the block like a queen, and all the other houses were mere attendants.
"Nice place. Apparently those bribes are paying off," she said.
Sayer glared at her. He climbed out of the car and was about to slam the door when she called out, "A thanks for the ride would be nice."
He eyed her, his brows furrowed in thought. "Yeah. Thanks. For nothing."
"Stay alive, Sayer Arceneaux with an 'x'. Trust me, somebody loves you, even if you are a totally selfish butthead."
"Go away," he said, then slammed the door.
"Consider me gone."
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21 March 2015 gs
Images around the spring equinox (Living Field)
Descriptions at The Year. For a look at other quarter days and cross quarter days – XQ1, XQ2, summer solstice, XQ3, autumn equinox, XQ4, winter solstice.
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Reflection at the eclipse
How dark did it get at the solar eclipse of 20 March 2015? Not very dark. Here is the effect on bulrush stems reflected in a pond.
Bulrush stems reflected in a pond, eclipse 20 March 2015 (Squire / Living Field)
A few years ago, the Living Field and The Farm dug out and replanted an old mill pond at Balruddery. A few bulrush sets were planted on an island, where they took and thrived.
A few years later, the bulrush witnessed the solar eclipse on 20 March 2015. Their last year's stems changed their reflection in the water as the light dimmed. Images above (top down) at 9.27, 9.29, 9.34, 9.35, 9.44, 9.51 (local time). A small effect at the earth's surface. The birds still went about their business.
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Hairy teacake
Of the photos taken at the Commonwealth Games fabulous opening night in 2014, the one icon of note missing from the collection was the Tunnock's Teacake, the giant red and silver teacake replicas on legs, cavorting around the arena … not a single photo turned out.
That's why we added the nearest thing – the marsh mallow. This plant was the source of marshmallow, the sticky confection used in cakes and now mostly replaced by other sweet sticky stuff, still called marshmallow. Yet it's the hairy relatives of the marsh mallow that are more widely cultivated.
Flowers of (top left clockwise) kapok, cotton and marsh mallow, and view of a kapok tree by a leaning building (Squire / Living Field)
The marsh mallow Althea officinalis is a plant that lives in marshes and is one of the mallow family – that is why it came to be known as marsh mallow – but it also be grown in gardens and the Living Field has a few individuals in its Medicinals collection. The name officinalis indicates its use by the apothecary, in this case as a poultice, something to put on wounds. The plant has a darkness about it, the not-quite-white flowers never without a purplish tinge spreading up from the base, but its value to people over the ages is unquestioned.
This mallow family has many other useful plants in it, notably two that are valuable because of their fibres. Cotton and kapok are from warm countries and, unusual among the fibre plants, produce the fibrous material around their seeds, whereas most commercial fibre plants produce it in their stems. Cotton is now grown worldwide, over more area than any other fibre crop. Kapok is less familiar – the fibres used to be stuffed in pillows and furniture – but most kapok now sold is artificial, not made from the plant, but still called kapok.
The flowers of these plants are similar, the parts arranged in 'fives'. (The specific name of kapok is Ceiba pentandra). But plants of the mallow family differ in many other aspects. Mallows in Britain are small or large perennial herbs, the marsh mallow reaching one and half to two metres; cotton can reach two to three metres; but the kapok is a big tree. An example is shown at the lower left of the images above, the red flowers colouring the outer branches of the tree, this one near Mandalay in Burma.
There is more on cotton and kapok on the living Field's new Fibres pages, part of the 5000 years project.
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WGIIAR5 PartA FINAL. Climate Change. Covering about 70 percent of the Earth's surface, the world's oceans have a two-way relationship with weather and climate.
The oceans influence the weather on local to global scales, while changes in climate can fundamentally alter many properties of the oceans. National Water Commission - Chapter 3 - Sustainable water management. NWI elements discussed in this chapter Water is part of Australia's natural capital and serves a number of important objectives, including environmental objectives.
In committing to the NWI, all of Australia's governments acknowledged their responsibility to ensure that water is allocated and used to achieve social and economic objectives in a manner that is environmentally sustainable. This included commitments to improve the health of river and groundwater systems by establishing clear pathways to return overallocated systems to environmentally sustainable levels of extraction, to maintain other systems at environmentally sustainable levels of use, and to identify and protect high conservation-value systems. Under the NWI, the parties agreed to identify environmental and other public benefit targets in water planning, and to develop and implement management practices and institutional arrangements that would achieve them. 3.1 Understanding water resources n.p. = not provided.
Monitoring. 231823E. Southern Rural Water - Recycled water (Werribee) The Class A recycled water supplied by Melbourne Water is delivered to participating growers by Southern Rural Water through its existing irrigation channels and pipelines.
The recycled water is treated through the standard wastewater treatment system and two additional disinfection systems – chlorination and ultra violet light. The Department of Health has classified the Class A recycled water as safe for irrigation of food crops - including those eaten raw. Victorian standards for Class A Recycled Water comply with strict national guidelines set by the National Health and Medical Research Council. Groundwater essentials. Groundwater essentials. Ejcn200915a. 1602973a. Transfat report 2007. Tiny Plankton May Cool Earth's Climate. This Research in Action article was provided to LiveScience in partnership with the National Science Foundation.
Like humans, phytoplankton (tiny plants that drift on ocean currents) need iron to survive. Normally, though, iron is in short supply in the ocean. But a recent study funded by the National Science Foundation suggests that over the last 1 million years, periodic increases in iron — which mainly reaches the open ocean in the form of windblown dust — have caused spikes in phytoplankton numbers.
Why study changes in phytoplankton abundance? Because increases in phytoplankton populations may impact global climate. Although a direct effect on climate by phytoplankton has yet to be confirmed, the new study supports the Iron Hypothesis, an idea developed over 20 years ago by marine scientist John Martin. How Australia's biggest dust storm went on to green the ocean.
One proposed way of dealing with climate change includes fertilising the oceans with iron.
This "geoengineering" would encourage the growth of microscopic plants - phytoplankton - which, if growing vigorously enough, remove carbon dioxide from the atmosphere. If they're not eaten, these tiny plants fall to the ocean floor, storing carbon for long periods of time, although we don't yet know how this might affect ocean ecosystems. This process in fact happens naturally when dust blows from the land to the ocean, particularly from deserts such as the Sahara and Patagonia. But although dust storms are frequent during the Australian spring and summer, and Australian dust has a high iron content, witnessing the oceans bloom has proven elusive. Now, however, armed with satellite data, we've recorded phytoplankton blooming, almost certainly due to Australian dust storms.
Sydney's Red Dawn The dust storm season of spring 2009 was particularly active. Out to sea Measuring ocean plants. Global Warming Could Reduce Plankton Stocks And Affect Carbon Cycle. Ocean warming over the coming years could reduce phytoplankton stocks and in turn affect marine life and the planet's carbon cycle, says a new study from Oregon University.
139578e. The Post Carbon Reader: Chapters Post Carbon Institute. Australian Farmers' Markets Association. The following Markets around Australia are recognised by AFMA because they are committed to the principles of the AFMA Charter and best practice operating standards.
Best practice farmers' markets are food markets where the stallholders are the farmers, their families or farm staff. Resellers are not permitted. The emphasis is placed on farm-direct and artisan-made food sales. Plants, seeds, flowers, worm farms, compost, fodder - and small livestock like poultry are also included, but craft items are typically excluded. These are the standards that the community expects to be upheld in genuine farmers' markets. WANT TO SELL IN A FARMERS' MARKET? STARTING A MARKET? Learn basic French: The best basic French toolkit. Rebound, Backfire, and the Jevons Paradox. It seems nonsensical to claim that efficient energy consumption has been the driving force behind our growing global energy consumption and carbon dioxide emissions.
Our first guess would probably be the opposite, that technological advances enable us to increase energy efficiency so that less energy is required to accomplish the same economic task. We don't need to consume as much oil, gas, and coal in order to maintain the same lifestyle. However, the issue is generally acknowledged to be a little more subtle. Many economists argue for a weak "rebound effect" whereby increasing energy productivity spurs fractionally greater emissions further down the road -- although not enough to offset the original efficiency gains.
30 Facts About Islam. Denmark leads the charge in renewable energy. Denmark has lofty goals: By 2020, the country aims to produce 70 percent of its energy from renewable sources and to make the switch to renewables completely by mid-century.
"Today, we're already at 43 percent," said Kristoffer Böttzauw, the deputy director general of the Danish energy agency Energistyrelsen, which coordinates Denmark's energy policy. "At present, renewable energy sources account for about 25 percent of Denmark's total energy consumption," said Böttzauw. He's convinced that the country's goal to completely abandon coal, oil and gas by 2050 is realistic. 'EU trailblazer' Tobias Austrup, an expert on renewables for Greenpeace, is looking for that same ambition from the German government and industry. Austrup sees the Danish energy policy as a blueprint for Europe and Germany. The global boom in wind energy. Definition of Environmental Sustainability. To define environmental sustainability we must first define sustainability.
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The mission of CAICE is to transform our ability to accurately predict the impact of aerosols on climate and our environment by bringing real-world chemical complexity into the laboratory. What is an aerosol? Some sources of aerosol particles are natural (mineral dust, sea spray), while others are human-influenced (urban smog, vehicle exhaust). An aerosol is a collection of small liquid or solid particles that are suspended in a gas. Smoke, sea spray, smog, and desert dust are a few examples of aerosols that can be found in the air around us. The Earth's atmosphere contains thousands (or more!) How do aerosol particles influence the Earth's climate? The Direct Aerosol Effect. Indirect Aerosol Effects. Aerosols and the ozone layer. It is now well known that man-made chlorofluorocarbons (CFCs) have caused thinning of the earth's ozone layer.1 CFCs are no longer used in aerosol products as a propellant. Since the Montreal Protocol – a 1987 voluntary international treaty for the elimination of CFCs from aerosols – the use of CFCs in aerosols has been completely phased out across the world.
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Q: Applescript click on window title bar I am trying to write an applescript for macOS Monterey that moves a window to a different workspace via a keyboard shortcut. To move a window I would need to simulate clicking on that window's title bar and then activate the Mission Control shortcut to switch spaces.
I cannot, however, figure out how to simulate the title bar click. Anyone has any ideas?
tell application "System Events"
    -- click on the frontmost window's title bar and hold
    key down {option}
    key code window_number_code
    key up {option}
    -- release hold
end tell

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Katherine Paterson is the author of 16 novels for children and young people and a number of picture books, retellings and I-Can-Read books. She has twice won the Newbery Medal for Bridge to Terabithia in 1978 and Jacob Have I Loved in 1981. The Master Puppeteer won the National Book Award in 1977 and The Great Gilly Hopkins won the National Book Award in 1979 and was also a Newbery Honor Book. For the body of her work she received the Hans Christian Anderson Award in 1998, the Astrid Lindgren Memorial Award in 2006, and the 2013 Laura Ingalls Wilder Award. In 2000 she was named a Living Legend by the Library of Congress.
She is a vice-president of the National Children's Book and Literacy Alliance (www.thencbla.org) which published Our White House:Looking In, Looking Out (www.ourwhitehouse.org) and is a member of the board of trustees for Vermont College of Fine Arts (www.vermontcollege.edu). She also serves on the Foundation Board for International Board of Books for Young People (www.IBBY.org) and is a member of the US section USBBY (www.USBBY.org).
She and her husband live in Vermont. They have four grown children, seven grandchildren and a wonderful Golden Retriever named Annie. Her latest novel is entitled The Day of the Pelican.
Flip-Flop Girl, published in 1994, was an ALA Notable Book, a School Library Journal Best Book of the Year, a Parent's Choice Story Book Award winner in 1994 and was named a Notable Book of 1994 by The New York Times. Her novel, Jip, His Story, is the recipient of the 1997 Scott O'Dell Award for Historical Fiction, an ALA Notable Book and a Best Book for Young Adults.Preacher's Boy, published in 1999, received the Jefferson Cup from the Virginia Library Association. A collection of essays, the Invisible Child, was published in 2001 and a novel, The Same Stuff as Stars, in 2002.
For more about Katherine Paterson, including a full list of her books, please pay a visit to www.terabithia.com.


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Opera + Classical Music Reviews
Le Coq d'Or @ Coliseum, London
by Sam Smith
published: 11 Jul 2014 in Opera + Classical Music Reviews
Natalia Savelieva & Oleg Formin
(Photo: Valeria Komissarova)
There are so many aspects and angles to this production of Rimsky-Korsakov's rarely performed Le Coq d'Or that reaching a conclusion as to its overall standard is no easy task. The composer's late masterpiece (and the music itself is one of the evening's undoubted positives) can be seen as the precursor to such absurdist works as Prokofiev's The Love for Three Oranges and Shostakovich's The Nose. Its presentation by the Moscow State Music Theatre for Young Audience named after Natalia Sats, however, makes it feel even more surreal than normal.
Rimsky-Korsakov wrote Le Coq d'Or (or rather Zolotoy petushok) in 1907, but it was immediately banned and not actually performed in Moscow until 1909, the year after his death. 2014 marks the centenary of its premiere in Paris, and the Moscow-based company have worked hard to create a production that emulates, though does not slavishly follow, what might have been staged then. In terms of the surviving evidence, perhaps the easiest thing to reconstruct were the designs of avant-garde artist Natalia Goncharova, and the costumes and sets are certainly exquisite. The latter, which epitomise her interest in primitivism at the time, do not obey the standard rules of perspective but have great aesthetic appeal, generating atmosphere through the skilful layering of images and colours. In direct contrast, there is no record of Michel Fokine's choreography for this particular piece, although his wider output was considered if not necessarily followed as a part of the creation process.
Many Russian operas possess choreographic elements, but Le Coq d'Or was staged in Paris specifically as an opera-ballet, and this production divides the two elements in a manner that we may not be used to seeing. Every character is represented by a singer and dancer, with the former positioned at the front of the stage behind a music stand, as might be seen in a concert performance. The dancers then occupy the rest of the area playing out the drama with strong movements and gestures in an almost continuous swirl of activity. The closest equivalent to be seen on a London stage might be Kenneth MacMillan's Song of the Earth, frequently performed by the Royal Ballet. There an alto and tenor sing from the sides of the stage while the dancers play out the emotions, although of course that is based on Mahler's Das Lied von der Erde rather than an opera.
Kasper Holten's production of Eugene Onegin at the Royal Opera House last year split the characters of Onegin and Tatyana between a singer and dancer and this created problems by dividing emotions that needed to be presented coherently between two people. That particular problem does not occur here, precisely because the division is so complete and universal, but others do arise. The chief one is that for a dance performance (and that is what this essentially feels like) to steal us away, the musical foundation upon which it rests must be strong, and too often it is undermined by individual performances. Rooted in the Russian baritone tradition, the basic voice of Alexander Tsilinko as Tsar Dodon is highly engaging, but a frequent lack of focus, mainly in the upper register but elsewhere too, undermines the sound and hence overall effect. Similarly, as General Polkan Nikolay Petrenko's bass feels just a little too rough and ready, even for the character of a battle-scarred warrior.
Several other performers fare significantly better. The silvery yet strident tones of soprano Zarina Samadova (Golden Cockerel) and mezzo soprano Natalia Eliseeva (the housekeeper, Amelfa) complement each other well, while Sergey Petrishchev and Denis Boldov are highly pleasing as Dodon's sons. It is, however, two other soloists who truly stand out. The first is Petr Melentiev as the Astrologer whose particular tenor altino sound feels as intriguing as it is undoubtedly rare. The second is Oleysa Titenko whose vibrant and alluring soprano combines with a magnetic presence entirely befitting of the Queen of Shemakha. She makes every effort to imbue the Queen with character, even with the dancer there. Others also do this to an extent, and no-one is glued to their score, but the single moment in which it takes one person to turn a page can instantly break the magic. The singers do vary over the run and, given that they act as a foundation for so much else, any alteration to the line-up will almost certainly impact, in one way or another, on how the piece comes across.
The dancing itself creates quite a spectacle. It may not quite be what Fokine would have devised, but it is certainly effective in its own right. There is a boisterous element to it, but it requires no less skill to sustain the required energy levels than it does to execute the most virtuoso steps, and the almost continuous frenzy of activity is impeccably managed. Through large but precise movements Oleg Formin hands Dodon a certain comical pomposity, and slightly creepy callousness. Natalia Savelieva has an exceptional fluidity to her movement as the Queen of Shemakha and is as alluring as her singing counterpart, while in his swift, precise and yet seemingly boundless leaps Pavel Okunev puts in a stunning performance as the Cockerel. Slightly more disappointing is the fact that Russian opera ordinarily fuses music and movement by, for example, handing the chorus stylised and choreographed gestures. Here, by separating the singing and dancing entirely, this union is lost, leaving the chorus to do nothing other than stand in lines. This said, the set that rises behind them and continues the rows of people with paint, creates an interesting effect.
Artistic director Andris Liepa explained to the audience how the Moscow State Music Theatre for Young Audience named after Natalia Sats is a fully-fledged opera and ballet company, but also has a unique mission to programme events for children and family audiences. When this is understood it becomes easier to appreciate both the spirit and intentions of this production, although it is not merely for children.
The list of things to praise is substantial, and includes an amazing score (that you don't get to hear every day), excellent conducting (courtesy of Alevtina Ioffe), fascinating sets and costumes, strong movement and several outstanding individual performances. On the other hand, partly due to difficulties in concept, these elements do not always come together so neatly as to create a coherent whole. Those with fairly fixed ideas as to what they want from a night at the opera may struggle the most with this production, but for anyone inclined, or simply willing, to enjoy an experience that feels completely different to the 'norm', the rewards could be very high.
Le Coq d'Or is being shown as a part of the Russian Seasons of the XXI Century Festival, which continues at the London Coliseum until 13 July. For full details of all events click here.
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Nutrition is essential for healthy minds.
Whoever can dispute the absolute necessity to have a healthy mind. I would go as far as to say a healthy mind would rid the society today of its many malice. Psychological wellness a positive mind-set and containment, are all attributes to a good mental health.
Studies and researches have shown that a good mental health is more important than physical health. We all take care of our physical well-being but rarely do we focus on the mental aspects. A positive mental outlook supports physical strengths in many ways.
Foods we eat, affects how we feel, in other words nutrition is essential for healthy minds.
When we think of boosting our brain power, we think of learning something new. Well the fact is that good nutrition is vital for our mental health and numerous mental health conditions are governed by our dietary habits. Food plays an important role in the development, management and prevention of many mental health conditions like that of depression, hyperactivity disorder, schizophrenia and even Alzheimer's disease.
The feeling of wellness and a balanced mood is a consequence of a diet which provides us with adequate supply of essential fats, complex carbohydrates, vitamins, minerals, amino acids and fluids. Food-Mood connections are intricate. You may have observed that when you do not take healthy and complete diet you are more likely to experience mood swings and feel low.
Low –fat dairy and dairy products.
Limit amounts of sugar, sodium and saturated fats.
Omega 3 is helpful and important in reducing inflammation, the main cause for conditions of arthritis, asthma and respiratory disorders and also plays a key role in improving heart condition, by reducing the triglycerides. Omega 3 is instrumental in controlling depressions and has mood stabilizing abilities. It supports the effectiveness of conventional antidepressants.
Food sources: oily fishes (trout, anchovies, salmon and sardines), walnuts, flaxseeds and flaxseed oil and dark green leafy vegetables.
Also known as folic acid, its intake is associated with lowering risks of depression. Especially important for pregnant women, everyone needs folic acid for the proper production and development of cells. It has also positive and important role to play for healthy hairs, skin, nails, eyes, liver and red bold cell production.
Food sources: green leafy vegetables (spinach, kale), nuts, beans, fruits and whole grains have high quantities of folate.
Vitamin D has an all important role to play in Seasonal Affective Disorder, a sort of depression that happens during winter months and goes sway with the onset of spring. In general also the rates of depression are higher in people with vitamin D deficiency.
Vitamin D helps in the proper absorption of calcium into the body, much needed for strong bones and tooth, the immune system and muscles. Its deficiency has also been related to heart diseases and risks of heart attacks.
Most foods do not have vitamin D naturally. Fatty fishes (salmon and tuna) are natural sources, whereas, milk, breakfast cereals and orange juices have added vitamin D.
Sources: exposing the body to sunlight for about 30 minutes twice a week helps produce enough vitamin D the body needs. People with lighter complexion needs lesser time than them who are darker. Food sources for good supply of vitamin D are fatty fishes, dairy and dairy products, fortified juices and cereals.
Plan your meals considering your mental health.
Food is fuel – we are what we eat. Take note of the kind of foods and drinks that we consume so as to enable our body to physical and mentally function to its optimal capacity.
Breakfast choices: never skip your breakfasts. It is much needed to fuel the whole body including our brain. Skipping it leads to mental and physical fatigue and feeling of 'brain fog'. After a night long fast it helps in kick starting the body's metabolism to keep going throughout the day.
Make sure to eat healthy choices and in situations of lack of time and busy schedules a piece of fruit or a granola bar will do.
Lunch and Dinner: ensure that you intake a diet that's rich in vegetables, whole grains, lean proteins (lean meat, poultry, eggs, fish), nuts, fruits and unsaturated fats. People who follow such dietary intakes are 30% less likely to suffer from depression.
Mental health is directly linked to your overall physical health. Mental health or a good healthy mind is far more than merely the absence of mental illness. Mental health problems are often not visible, but the symptoms can be recognized by a specialist and with proper nutrition and professional care can be treated and cured.
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Mad Dog 21/21: For Blue It's Difficult, For Meme It's Easy
September 16, 2013 Hesh Wiener
Thomas J. Watson started using the slogan "Think" while he was still at National Cash Register. He took it with him to CTR, which became IBM. It's still part of IBM lore. "Think" has outlasted the typewriter, once a ubiquitous desktop symbol of IBM. "Think" is a meme, an intellectual artifact broadcast by cultural intercourse. IBM's meme opened minds and doors to computing. Today, a different meme is the harbinger of technological progress in the white-collar workplace. It is the Staples slogan, "That was easy," and its corporate curio kin, a red button that says "Easy."
For more than a decade, customers for whom IBM was once the premiere supplier of end user technology cannot turn to Big Blue for this equipment. They didn't leave IBM. Rather, IBM left them, first selling its typewriter and low end printer businesses to Lexmark, then selling its PC operations to Lenovo. Today, IBM's former customers get their desktop PCs, laptops, scanners and office printers from other vendors, Hewlett-Packard and Dell, sometimes directly, sometimes through resellers. But these incumbents are not very secure right now. They don't have the account control they had a decade ago, the kind of power IBM had a decade before that. Customers have more freedom to choose suppliers then they used to, but they also suffer more uncertainty surrounding their choice of vendors.
That Was Easy: Staples is in step with the booming world of smartphones and user friendly tablet computers, promising customers that information technology will be easy.
Notwithstanding their current insecurities, HP and Dell (along with their agents) have capitalized on opportunities to supply upstream equipment, software, support and services, where they compete with IBM. Particularly in small business settings, IBM has struggled to retain footprints, in part because its logo is no longer ubiquitous on office desktops. Things are different in medium and large enterprises. Among larger customers, IBM isn't likely to be displaced as the primary supplier of central systems. Nevertheless, very often IBM is confined, retaining its legacy footprints and proprietary systems while other vendors win deals that boosting the computing, storage, and communications capacity that surrounds or cohabitates with IBM's glass house iron.
So, it's a mixed picture. In some of these large user organizations, IBM is quite secure. In others, IBM is well fed but awaiting Martinmas. And, it turns out, Dell and HP may be vulnerable, too, on both the client and server ends of the wire and in both goods and services.
Blame it on Staples, and Apple and Google and Amazon . . . and on Senor Wences.
Senor Wences: Ventriloquist who charmed the public by wittily, rapidly, and flawlessly moving conversations between his own voice and that of his puppets, showing by example the way cloud apps must behave.
Staples is trying to persuade its customers that computing doesn't have to be complicated. The most visible aspects of its campaign are aimed at very small offices including solo home offices, places where the customer cannot afford support technicians . . . but cannot afford to miss out on current trends. For these end users, things just have to plug in and work or, at worst, require a very modest installation process and very little follow-up support, if any. Staples seems to be doing this pretty well. About half of the company's $24 billion annual revenue comes from sales made through North American retail outlets and its web presence. While its trade in this segment was flat during its most recent fiscal year, that's a lot better than Dell and HP have done. But the "That was easy" attitude also shapes the Staples that larger organizations see, the North American commercial segment of its business; it is invisible to ordinary consumers but it is big, accounting for more than a third of Staples' intake.
The Staples approach is pretty much the opposite of the way things are done in the large systems world, where IBM is still king and where Dell and HP are rival princes hoping for a chance to depose Big Blue. The bigger the iron, it seems, the bigger the budget for software and services, expenses that can far exceed the cost of bare hardware during the useful life of a system. That "Think" motto turns out to mean "Pay IBM to think on your behalf," and it makes sense. Users can save money by doing for themselves what IBM will happily do for them, but they first have to learn what IBM knows, and IBM knows plenty. For many IBM customers, including some of the largest and most sophisticated corporate and non-commercial entities in the world, IBM's services offerings provide excellent value. That's why IBM's services business dwarfs its hardware business.
Thomas J. Watson: His watchword, Think, was first made famous at National Cash Register and moved with Watson to IBM at a time when customers understandable trusted IBM to think for them.
But that was before the iPhone revolution. That was before Google decided to one-up Apple, if it could, and make Apple sweat profusely to beat it if it could not. That was before Amazon's Kindle ecosystem entered a new generation, one inspired by Senor Wences.
Let's start with Senor Wences, the brilliant Spanish ventriloquist whose proper name was Wenceslao Moreno, and whose greatest success was achieved in the United States. His American career began with his arrival in the mid-1930s and ended when he retired at age 100. He lived to 103. In his routines, the voice heard by the audience would rapidly shift among Wences and his characters. The performance was sometimes complicated by Wences smoking a cigarette drinking or twirling plates on long sticks as he and his characters carried on their hilarious conversations. His most famous characters were Johnny, whose face was Wences' hand and whose body was that of a small doll, and Pedro, a head in a box. Johnny's voice was falsetto, Pedro's deep and gruff. Sometimes Wences added a third character, Cecila Chicken, a hen.
One of Johnny's classic lines, used in just about every performance, was his assertion, to Wences that he was better than the ventriloquist at singing. "For you is difficult," Johnny would say, "For me is easy." Staples must have been listening.
Late in his career, Senor Wences took his act to a higher level, using his puppets to entertain other puppets (and their hidden puppeteers) on the Muppet Show. The rapid interplay of the characters is an entertaining model of one of the most important characteristics of Amazon's Kindle e-book service. Wences is the single source of all the interactivity that is expressed in a unique way by each of the ventriloquist's puppets. The puppets' voices also adapt to changing conditions, such as whether Pedro's box is open or closed, or whether a character is on the phone.
In Kindle, things work perfectly in Senor Wences mode: One can begin reading a book on a Kindle e-reader, close it, open the book on a smartphone and find it is instantly at the correct page. One can then close the phone and continue with the book using an iPad, an Android tablet, or a PC, and the app in use will show the correct page in a layout that is correct for the user's device. The Kindle system manages account security, rights permissions, and the reader's state of progress, among other data, adapting its presentation to whatever client device the reader decides to take live. The Kindle system can manage several open books at a time, keeping accurate track of the reader's current page in each open volume.
The Wences effect is precisely what makes it possible for cloud applications to add value in ways that functionally similar applications confined to a specific PC cannot. A well-constructed cloud environment can let a user create, view, and amend a spreadsheet, prose document, or presentation while bouncing between client devices. A project can be started on a desktop machine with a large screen, further developed using a mobile phone and later reviewed and editing on a tablet. More elaborate interchange schemes involving collaboration among multiple users can be devised and a high-grade Wences-capable cloud will make sure all the users working on the project are kept up to date, warned when their work might clash with that of another participant and given opportunities to make critical choices (or initiate forks) as appropriate. Even relatively rudimentary (from a user's point of view) cloud storage service, like Dropbox, or a shared storage app with some additional features, such as Evernote, is built to understand the diversity of clients (some, for instance, have cameras that can provide still photos or video input, others are limited to text).
Google's services are very client-aware and becoming more so all the time. The company's applications shift shape and functionality as they are opened on computers, tablets, phones and, soon, watches and smart eyeglasses. Google is still learning how to provide business services such as cloud productivity apps, but it is neck-and-neck with Apple when it comes to consumer services based on location, user history, active client type and its massive database.
Apple's application and media content ecosystem, which sparked the smartphone revolution and its second phase, tablets, remains a superior source of personalized interactivity that, like a liquid, reflows to fill whatever device the user selects. But Apple actually has a far simpler problem to solve than Google, because Apple controls its limited roster of devices while Google attempts to support most Android devices, of which there are hundreds. (Google stops short of fully catering to Amazon's forking of Android, at least in the case of the first few Kindle Fire tablets, but still provides a useful subset of its apps to the Fire base.)
IBM, Dell, HP, and other vendors that feel they may be swept aside by the transition from networked deskbound to mobile cloud devices have had many chances to jump in with their own mix of hardware and services. So far they have not done so, in the case of IBM, or tried and failed, in the case of Dell and HP. But this phenomenon is young. New players are popping up all the time, and not just in the USA or China. In the United Kingdom, the supermarket giant Tesco is going to offer its own tablet as part of a growing information and media ecosystem. It is already a serious player in mobile telephony, and it seems to believe it can offer other services to rival those of Amazon.
Meanwhile, back in the USA, Staples, in a more limited way, is positioning itself to offer the components its customers need to create their own cloud app-based ecosystems based on mobile clients using Android, Chrome, or Windows. (Staples Canada also offers Apple products.) Staples has been building up the cloud services section of its web and reinforcing its support teams, apparently hoping that it can offer cloud-based business services and still keep things "Easy." Actually, Staples is a bit more forceful when talking about cloud apps. Instead of "That was easy," it is telling customers "Embrace Cloud Computing or Get Out of the Way."
Staples really doesn't have a choice; neither do IBM, Dell or HP. Its legacy markets are not growing. If anything its customers want to buy fewer traditional computers, use fewer printers, and print fewer pages of hard copy when they must go to paper. This transition isn't simple for Staples or its customers, any more than IBM's mainframe customers could readily port their data and applications to new platforms or Dell's customers could abandon all their traditional PCs. But for Stapes, as it is for IBM, Dell, and HP, the direction is clear even if the velocity is not.
At the same time, the market for tablets seems to be exploding. The opportunity to provide these devices along with printers and networking equipment that include good tablet support is very large. In addition, Staples, with its "That was easy" attitude could, perhaps, expand into software and services for mobile users in ways remote companies like Microsoft and Google and Amazon could not. At Staples, a customer can bring a tablet to a store and learn how to solve a problem. (Similarly, a customer with a personal media issue can get help at an Apple shop Genius Bar, but other than support for email, there's not a yet lot of help for Apple's business and home office users.) Staples is trying to do what PC vendors cannot or will not do: help the small office and home office user. With PC applications like Office there is no cheap and cheerful Microsoft help desk. The firms that provide network and applications support to business customers are unable to reach down to the low end of the market. The result is that these support firms don't have a very bright future because they are living off vendor failures, such as Microsoft's inability to make Office as user friendly as a mobile baking app or Instagram.
Users and computer professionals alike prefer things to be "Easy" and in this fast changing world, are no longer pleased when told by a vendor it's up to the customer to "Think."
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Southall Travel » Latest Travel News » Travel Tips » Cape Town Airport best in Africa
Cape Town Airport best in Africa
Cape Town's airport has been named as the best in Africa
Cape Town International Airport has been given the accolade of being the best in Africa by the Airports Council International.
The Airport Service Quality Awards were announced by the group ahead of the formal awards ceremony, which will take place in Singapore in May.
Deidre Davids, communications manager at Airports Company South Africa, said that receiving the award is good news not only for the airport, but also for the region and the country as a whole.
"By achieving consistent awards in various industries, Cape Town continues to positively position itself on the global map," Ms Davids added.
East London Airport in South Africa was also recognised for being the most improved in service excellence.
It is hoped the awards will help to boost the country's tourist numbers, with Table Mountain recently being named one of the new seven wonders of nature.
Gary Barlow has also recently been praising his time in Cape Town on his Twitter feed, calling it a "beautiful place".
Written by Alex Cochrane
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Valid debate to be had about electoral system changes - Tova O'Brien
Credits: The AM Show
The Prime Minister was forced to rule out any changes to New Zealand's electoral system on Tuesday after a new Bill from Green MP Golriz Ghahraman stirred up contention.
Ms Ghahraman has proposed the Government consider a range of recommendations made by the Electoral Commission in 2012, including lowering the threshold for election from five percent to four percent of votes.
Prime Minister Jacinda Ardern promises no MMP threshold drop before 2020 election
But Newshub's Political Editor Tova O'Brien told The AM Show that while it raised a valid debate, it also reeked of self-interest from a politician from a party teetering in the polls.
O'Brien also talked to host Duncan Garner about so-called 'Kiwi Jihadi' Mark Taylor, who has re-emerged over the last few days after reports he was imprisoned in Syria.


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Fölktergeist is a live album by Mägo de Oz, which was released in 2002.

Track listing

Disc one
 "Satania"
 "Maritornes"
 "El que quiera entender que entienda"
 "El Santo Grial"
 "El Lago"
 "Hasta que el cuerpo aguante"
 "El Cantar de la Luna Oscura"
 "La Leyenda de La Mancha"
 "Pensando en tí" (Cover of "Dust in the Wind" by Kansas)

Disc two
 "Jesús de Chamberí"
 "El pacto"
 "Réquiem"
 "La santa compaña"
 "Astaroth"
 "La danza del fuego"
 "Fiesta pagana"
 "Hasta que tu muerte nos separe"
 "Molinos de viento"

Certifications

References

Mägo de Oz albums
2002 live albums
Locomotive Music live albums

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EoC: An Answer to the Crisis?
We keep talking about crises. Today it´s Greece. Tomorrow, will it be Portugal or Spain? There are many analyses, comments, articles: does an answer to this crisis exist? As part of the activities of World Unity Week, the Deba-T association invited Professor Vittorio Pelligra to present the Economy of Communion at Pompeu Fabra University of Barcelona.
In his introduction, Vittorio Pelligra affirmed that the current crisis is not only affecting the economic environment. We´re dealing with a much deeper crisis "of paradigms", and more of all, "of trust". But what is trust in the environment of human relationships and in the economy? Ten or fifteen years ago, talking about trust, gratuitousness or reciprocity in economics would have seemed a little unusual. Today, instead, a good part of academic reflection highlights these aspects as the basis to a possible answer to the current crisis.
In this context, the Economy of Communion project can find a place among the answers that society is beginning to find. Like equitable and supportive business and microcredit, the Economy of Communion also proposes a different way of living in the market. It does not proposal a total refusal of the road taken in the last centuries, but it seriously questions what to do with profits and how to live human relationships within a business. Seven-hundred businesses have adhered to to the Economy of Communion and its way of understanding and living economics. When questioned whether or not the number is still meager and the proposal too theoretical, Vittorio Pelligra´s answer: the Economy of Communion arose from life, and if it remains genuine and lives according to its roots, it can infect the whole economic system that surrounds it, and its proposals can become the patrimony of many businesses in the world. In short, two hours of intense reflection that open interesting perspectives for facing the current crisis.


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But for most self-employed folks, this is exactly what happens. You pay more tax. And end up with less money in retirement than if you'd been a traditional employee.
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If you're not quite sure how to use super to legitimately reduce your tax, let's fix that.
Because it's actually a really useful strategy.
You see, money inside super is taxed at 15%, versus outside of super where it's taxed at your marginal tax rate (which can be as high as 45%).
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She's a 34 year old freelance web designer who wants to retire at 67.
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So she decides there must be better way to keep more of his hard earned money - so she commits to planting $500 a month of it in her super where her current balance is $0 (a result of many years of neglect).
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A native of Poland Norbert began his ballet studies at the National Ballet School in Gdansk. He was a finalist in Poland's national Ballet Competition in 1993 and obtained a silver medal in the same competition in 1995. As a Dancer for the Polish National Theater he portrayed roles in a variety of classical ballets such as"Swan Lake","Giselle","Sleeping Baeuty" and "La Fille Mal Gardee" in Warsaw and throughout Europe. In 1997 Mr. Nirewicz joined Ballet Classico de Camara in Venezuela, as a Principal Dancer adding "La Bayadere", "Le Corsaire"and many more to his repertoire. After Mr. Nirewicz competed at the 1998 US International Ballet Competition in Jackson, Mississippi, he was offered a contract to join Cleveland/San Jose Ballet. He performed with the company for two seasons in Nahat's "Blue Suede Shoes" and Roland Petit's "Carmen" garnering public and critical acclaim. In the Summer of 2000 Norbert competed in New York International Ballet Competition where he was a finalist. After two seasons with Cleveland/San Jose Ballet Mr. Nirewicz joined Columbia City Ballet with a Principal contract where he performed in "Don Quichote" and "Dracula" among the others. During his spare time, Mr. Nirewicz also enjoys his time as owner and professional photographer at Noriphotos.
©2021 by Roanoke Ballet Theatre.


VTI Instruments delivers precision instrumentation for electronic signal distribution, acquisition, and monitoring, which is used in the world's most demanding test applications. Our solutions provide reliable data, first time, every time. Serving the aerospace and defense, power generation, energy, automotive and commercial electronics industries, VTI's solutions allow our customers to optimize their capital investment through product longevity while ensuring unmatched measurement integrity and data reliability. ISO 9001 certified, with plants in the U.S., Europe and Asia, worldwide product support is provided through a network of VTI certified engineering representatives. VTI is a sponsor member of the VXI Consortium, a founding member of the LXI Consortium and an active member of the VITA open standards organization.


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House prices have fallen by 2.5% during March according to the Halifax - the biggest monthly fall since the 1990s house price crash.
Britain's biggest mortgage lender said the drop was the largest since September 1992.
House prices are now just 1.1% higher than they were a year ago, the slowest rate of annual growth for 12 years.
He said the group still expected there to be only a 'modest fall' in house prices for the whole of 2008 saying the most recent drops needed to be seen in the context of house price gains of the 51% during the past five years and rises of 171% during the past 10 years.
The group said homes had lost 1% of their value during the first quarter of 2008, to leave the average property costing £191,556.
But there has been huge regional variation within this figure, with house prices in the West Midlands falling by 5% during the first three months of the year, while property prices have dropped by 4.7% in Wales and by 2.6% in the South West.
There were also price falls of 1.5% in Northern Ireland and drops of 0.5% in both Yorkshire and the Humber and the North West. But at the other end of the scale house prices rose by 2.2% in the East Midlands, 1.6% in Greater London and by 1.4% in East Anglia.
House prices are now lower in three regions of the country than they were a year ago, with the average home costing 5.3% less in Wales, 3.7% less in the West Midlands and 3.3% less in the South West.


Hello Everyone, Are you looking to download Gauhati University Degree/TDC Exam Admit Card? If yes! Then, In this article, we are going to talk about How to download GU Admit Card for Degree/TDC 2nd, 4th & 6th Semester Online. Because we all know that, In this year Gauhati University has established online Exam Form Fill-up system for College candidates under GU, which was finished on 22nd April 2018.
How to Download Gauhati University Degree/TDC Admit Card after getting Official Announcement?
After getting GU Official Announcement regarding Degree/TDC 2nd, 4th & 6th Semester Admit Card download, then what you will be done for it? If you don't know, then don't worry! We will talk about it.
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Now you have to print your admit card.
Now, you are eligible to enter the Examination Hall on Exam Date.
When will GU announce the Degree/TDC 2nd, 4th & 6th Sem Exam Admit Card?
As I told you above, There is no official announcement has published regarding 2nd, 4th & 6th Sem Degree Admit Cards. It is expected to be announced soon.
Where will I download the admit cards?
That's all about GU Degree/TDC 2nd, 4th, & 6th Semester exam Admit Card Details. If you have any questions regarding this topic, then feel free to comment below, we will reply as soon as possible. And don't forget to share this post with others to know the current truth on GU Degree Admit Cards.
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Home Top Stories PayPal wants to launch a stock exchange platform for customers
PayPal wants to launch a stock exchange platform for customers
A sign is displayed outside PayPal's headquarters in San Jose, California.
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PayPal is exploring a potential stock trading platform.
After rolling out the ability to trade cryptocurrencies last year, the payments giant explored ways for users to trade individual stocks, according to two sources familiar with the plans.
According to a source, the San Jose, California-based company recently hired brokerage industry veteran Rich Hagen as part of the move. After leaving Ally Invest, Hagen is now CEO of the previously undeclared division of PayPal, which is called Invest at PayPal, according to his LinkedIn page. Hagen was the co-founder of the online brokerage TradeKing, which was acquired by Ally Invest.
Her current job description describes PayPal's efforts to "explore the opportunities" in the consumer investment industry. When contacted for comment, PayPal highlighted comments by CNBC CEO Dan Schulman at the company's Investor Day in February when he spoke about the company's long-term vision. and its "investment capabilities", including several other financial services. How can I get involved?
PayPal's move comes amid a retail renaissance. According to estimates by JMP Securities, more than 10 million new individual investors entered the market in the first half of this year, roughly matching the record levels of last year. A combination of stay-at-home orders during the pandemic, government stimulus checks and viral events such as GameStop's rise in January have sparked renewed interest in the stock market.
Trading has become a booming business thanks to the companies that offer it. PayPal's rival Square offers stock and cryptocurrency trading through the Square Cash app, and its CFO said the app increases engagement and revenue per user. Robinhood, which went public this summer, has seen explosive growth with over 22.5 million customers and doubled revenue in the last quarter compared to a year ago.
In order to offer stock trading to clients, PayPal may partner or purchase an existing broker-dealer. According to a source, PayPal has already had discussions with potential industry partners.
Still, a source close to the idea said sales service is unlikely to start this year. The sources spoke on condition of anonymity because PayPal's plans were not public and they were not authorized to share information about a potential partnership.
PayPal shares rose more than 3% after the CNBC report, while those of Robinhood fell more than 3%.
If PayPal is to gain full approval as a stand-alone brokerage, it will need to complete a new membership process through FINRA, the industry's main regulator. This process can take more than eight months. PayPal has over 400 million accounts worldwide.
A PayPal market launch will come at a competitive time for the FinTech industry. Square, PayPal, Robinhood, and SoFi have a list of overlapping products that describe a similar mission of being a one stop shop for finance. Cryptocurrency and stock market transactions are seen as ways to retain consumers on these payment platforms.
While useful for user growth and revenue, the retail boom has also prompted further regulatory scrutiny.
The Securities and Exchange Commission said last week it was investigating "gamification" and how brokerages are using technology to interact with their clients. The agency cited behavioral signals used by online brokerage houses and investment advisers that can encourage investors to trade more stocks and other securities and take more risk.
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