Here, dearie, if you want to see some good pictures: The Mammal Society’s annual competition. You have to click on the individual pictures. They’re very detailed, some of them.
As I’ve said before, when I see an animal jumping and casting a detached shadow I always think of Kipling’s illustrations for “The Sing-song of Old Man Kangaroo”.
“Poudreuse” – so it’s the Martians who have thirty words for snow? I think powdery snow sounds right. In the USA they talk about simply powder to mean the best kind of skiing snow, but Britain’s very nouveau-snow so I’m not sure they’d use that. Sure, you could bring your elephant. I’m guessing it’s 30cm on average. It gets thinner where the rivers & streams enter the lake, though. Most people are wearing skis, so their weight is better distributed than mine is. The lake is really deep – I was going to say hundreds of metres, but apparently its max. is 34m., still quite deep.
Ø, you’re thinking of these at the top? You mentioned it, but thank you for doing so again; my memory is almost full and I’m glad for it to be nudged. I love them.
If “145” is the depth in feet, then the lake is deeper than 34 metres. It could be that “145” is the water level in metres though.
Is it possible to see your house on this map? Is it on the north side of the lake or on Asker’s side?
Seeing these photos and remembering others taken in summer, I was just wondering how warm in can get in say August. In other words, whether it is a pleasant bath or a freezing, painful one. Maybe that is linked to the fact that I have just been reading an article about actors taking baths naked on stage, which sometimes seemed to give them a bad experience:
“There was one night when the taps gave up and I was sitting in this 2in freezing cold puddle,” she recalls, with a shiver. http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/entertainment-arts-21654036
Oh, yes, fantastic! (You never showed us this tumblr page, Catanea)
“Julia, He’s so light that he can jump up to door-handle height. Compared to us he’s semi-weightless, like being on the Moon.”
Wouldn’t be wonderful to be like Jack?
I just ran across a dog like him, as merry and as lovely as him…but walking along the sunny streets of Buenos Aires.
Sig, we live half way down the East side three little blobs for the house, out house & goat house, just below where it says ‘Svartdalen’. ‘145’ is the height of the water surface, in metres, above sea level.
The whole thing says (quickly translated with the help of google translate, which for this sort of thing is helpful & timesaving if not yet perfect):
Lake, pond – elevation: 145m
Lake just north of Asker town centre between Rock Hill (459 m.) And Skaugum Hill (349 m.), two of Asker’s highest points. Semsvannet with its popular setting was chosen in 2000 by the people of Asker as their beauty spot of the millennium. Around the lake are a number of good trails that are passable by both bike and stroller [and] there are several great beaches. In winter, Semsvannet is a popular destination, ski trails radiate in many directions. Ice fishing is also popular. In the summer season, Semsvannet is the origin of many fine cycle trails. There are many species of fish in the water: pike, perch, tench, “sik” [dunno, Alma’s gone off with my good dictionary], eels & more. There are 40-50 nesting-bird species. The water surface area is around 740 to 750 “da” [hectares?]. Width is 0.75 km and 1.50 km greatest length. Maximum depth is 34 m.
When I said “Thank-you” I had just seen the terrific photos of Jack and Topsy and Alma and the celebrated Ball.
Now you’ve sent me compliments my “Thank-you” looks anticipatory. I thought the link had been there all along. Must put up new stuff.
Thank-you.
I think I found your goat house, people house, &c. on google earth a long time ago…
Jack may be my new Image of Youth.
Yes! Must get jumping, and our shadows, too!
Oh, thanks! I saw the Guardian one, but as you say, the Independent’s is much better and includes the man actually catching the pine marten. Plus the Indy’s has an informative commercial on how to dispose of French light bulbs. Always a problem.
I’m sorry to hear Britain’s had yet another two centimetres of snow only months after you’d got rid of the last lot! And that the temperature has sunk in several places to -7C. It must be dreadful for you all. You’re in our thoughts, just try to hang on.
How lovely. I’m coming to London next week – well, the outskirts – so maybe I’ll get to inhale grass smells and see cherry blossom. It would make a nice change.
There are a few around Bridgwater. I find them very beautiful. They’re not a flower I have known until recently. I’d like to see “tons” of them.
Photo?
“In point of fact, the meteor was something like 30 km when it exploded. It was over north Waterloo and I was north of St Agatha. Two spherical clouds, and two explosions. Unfortunately, I was dealing with a goat that was trying to eat an oil truck’s fuel line, goats having this optimistic ‘Well, maybe it has become edible since they last time I tried this’ worldview, and I missed seeing the explosions. ”
Sorry, I was just following links on Languagehat and I came upon this quotation from James Nicoll which just (about goats) made me quite happy. And I thought it needed sharing here.
A Bad Guide
The family went to the beach with the dogs?
Jack is always jumping.
Lovely pictures, my cat was very interested (and me too, of course)
How lovely to be young in the sunshine.
Many thanks for posting these, Crown.
This is quite jolly.
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2287724/UK-weather-No-wonder-shes-got-spring-step-Britain-set-warmest-day-year-today-temperature-15C.html
Here, dearie, if you want to see some good pictures: The Mammal Society’s annual competition. You have to click on the individual pictures. They’re very detailed, some of them.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/87959705@N06/sets/72157632713655369/with/8414155402/
Jack is always jumping.
Lovely pictures, my cat was very interested (and me too, of course)
Julia, He’s so light that he can jump up to door-handle height. Compared to us he’s semi-weightless, like being on the Moon.
He’s very interested in cats or at least in one cartoon cat in particular that appears in TV commercial.
Sig, if that’s the beach, then a lot of very salty water has evaporated.
I suppose it does look like the beach though it’s hard to square it with the cold weather.
dearie, I never thought I’d be envious of the weather in the British Isles but that does look quite gorgeous.
As I’ve said before, when I see an animal jumping and casting a detached shadow I always think of Kipling’s illustrations for “The Sing-song of Old Man Kangaroo”.
As far as I am concerned the weather is not cold at all. And under the sun the “poudreuse” on the photograph does look like very white coral sand.
By the way, how do you say “poudreuse” in English? “Powdery snow”?
It does look thick on the lake. Any idea how thick? Would I be able to bring my elephant on the lake?
“Poudreuse” – so it’s the Martians who have thirty words for snow? I think powdery snow sounds right. In the USA they talk about simply powder to mean the best kind of skiing snow, but Britain’s very nouveau-snow so I’m not sure they’d use that. Sure, you could bring your elephant. I’m guessing it’s 30cm on average. It gets thinner where the rivers & streams enter the lake, though. Most people are wearing skis, so their weight is better distributed than mine is. The lake is really deep – I was going to say hundreds of metres, but apparently its max. is 34m., still quite deep.
Ø, you’re thinking of these at the top? You mentioned it, but thank you for doing so again; my memory is almost full and I’m glad for it to be nudged. I love them.
Yes. I especially like the one where he still has his original form–what Dingo called a “cat-rabbit”.
If “145” is the depth in feet, then the lake is deeper than 34 metres. It could be that “145” is the water level in metres though.
Is it possible to see your house on this map? Is it on the north side of the lake or on Asker’s side?
Seeing these photos and remembering others taken in summer, I was just wondering how warm in can get in say August. In other words, whether it is a pleasant bath or a freezing, painful one. Maybe that is linked to the fact that I have just been reading an article about actors taking baths naked on stage, which sometimes seemed to give them a bad experience:
“There was one night when the taps gave up and I was sitting in this 2in freezing cold puddle,” she recalls, with a shiver.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/entertainment-arts-21654036
Thank-you!
Catanea, your pieces of calligraphy at your blog are just beautiful! Words fail me. ‘Well done’ doesn’t quite do it.
Oh, yes, fantastic! (You never showed us this tumblr page, Catanea)
“Julia, He’s so light that he can jump up to door-handle height. Compared to us he’s semi-weightless, like being on the Moon.”
Wouldn’t be wonderful to be like Jack?
I just ran across a dog like him, as merry and as lovely as him…but walking along the sunny streets of Buenos Aires.
Sig, we live half way down the East side three little blobs for the house, out house & goat house, just below where it says ‘Svartdalen’. ‘145’ is the height of the water surface, in metres, above sea level.
The whole thing says (quickly translated with the help of google translate, which for this sort of thing is helpful & timesaving if not yet perfect):
Jack would absolutely love it in Buenos Aires, Julia. I know he would.
When I said “Thank-you” I had just seen the terrific photos of Jack and Topsy and Alma and the celebrated Ball.
Now you’ve sent me compliments my “Thank-you” looks anticipatory. I thought the link had been there all along. Must put up new stuff.
Thank-you.
I think I found your goat house, people house, &c. on google earth a long time ago…
Jack may be my new Image of Youth.
Yes! Must get jumping, and our shadows, too!
my “Thank-you” looks anticipatory
Haha. Yes it does.
Half the city centre is paralysed all day because today’s the day of the Cambridge Half Marathon.
There’s snow on the ground, snow showers forecast, and a wind gusting to 31 mph (50 km/hour).
Spring, eh? Still, the UV index is low.
Snaw on a snell northerly. Brrrrr.
http://www.guardian.co.uk/sport/video/2013/mar/11/pine-marten-pitch-invasion-video
The Iny’s version is better.
http://www.independent.co.uk/sport/football/international/video-pine-marten-invades-pitch-and-bites-player-during-zurich-match-8529793.html
Oh, thanks! I saw the Guardian one, but as you say, the Independent’s is much better and includes the man actually catching the pine marten. Plus the Indy’s has an informative commercial on how to dispose of French light bulbs. Always a problem.
I’m sorry to hear Britain’s had yet another two centimetres of snow only months after you’d got rid of the last lot! And that the temperature has sunk in several places to -7C. It must be dreadful for you all. You’re in our thoughts, just try to hang on.
My wife stepped out of the car this morning and …..ahhhh! The smell of newly cut grass – the County Council has started mowing the verges.
P.S Lots of prunus in blossom.
How lovely. I’m coming to London next week – well, the outskirts – so maybe I’ll get to inhale grass smells and see cherry blossom. It would make a nice change.
Apparently Leicester is the place to go at the mo’.
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2293350/Apparently-conversation-little-prickly-Fox-hedgehog-filmed-dining-housewifes-garden.html
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2013/03/15/giant-rodent-puppies_n_2885881.html#slide=2227467
A capybara’s face reminds me of an old aircraft, I think it’s a Lancaster bomber.
The hedgehog doesn’t seem at all worried by the fox. According to Wikipedia, about the fox & hedgehog:
“echinus” is a sea urchin, a poor substitute. Didn’t they have hedgehogs in the Netherlands?
One of our primroses is out. Maybe it is Spring after all.
My mother has tons of primroses out (Ham Common).
There are a few around Bridgwater. I find them very beautiful. They’re not a flower I have known until recently. I’d like to see “tons” of them.
Photo?
“In point of fact, the meteor was something like 30 km when it exploded. It was over north Waterloo and I was north of St Agatha. Two spherical clouds, and two explosions. Unfortunately, I was dealing with a goat that was trying to eat an oil truck’s fuel line, goats having this optimistic ‘Well, maybe it has become edible since they last time I tried this’ worldview, and I missed seeing the explosions. ”
Sorry, I was just following links on Languagehat and I came upon this quotation from James Nicoll which just (about goats) made me quite happy. And I thought it needed sharing here.
Thanks, that’s lovely.