#river bullard

[mexican-roxas]

Of course you have a sick flow and pronouns

#shitty b knight #also i think: #river bullard #omgcp #omgcheckplease #check please!

[prepnursey]

Lukas's head almost snaps off with how fast he turns it, ears perked.

"They're speaking Swedish!" he whisper-shouts, eyes probably even wider than those of Bully and Hops, who seem to have stopped talking. Huh.

"Sorry, keep going, how many pages do you have to write?" he says apologetically, trying to stay focused on Bully rather than the familiar lilt of Swedish drifting from across the quad.

"Five. For tomorrow", Bully says with a sigh. "I think I'm going to barricade myself in the library until I've managed to squeeze out everything I know about teaching kids to count."

Hops winces in commemoration, but seems to brighten up as he looks at Louis. "You should go talk to them! How long has it been since you talked to anyone Swedish except your family?"

Louis almost manages to choke on his surprise. "I can't go talk to them!" He gestures emphatically. "Like what, just go up to people in public because I can hear them gossiping about someone's roommate?"

"I'm sure they'd like it!"

Bully nods. "Yeah, and what's the worst that can happen? They say they don't want to talk?"

There are times when Lukas forgets the vast cultural difference between himself and most of his teammates. This is not one of those times.

"No, the worst scenario is when I fly home they're also flying back to Sweden and then I have to spend all the time from Boston to Arlanda pretending like all of us can't remember the way I just randomly came over to talk to them!"

Bully blinks.

Hops looks like he just witnessed a goalie take off his skate and throw it at an opposing player. "What's an Arlanda?" he says weakly.

"Oh. The Stockholm airport."

That does not seem to be the biggest source of confusion.

Lukas tries to downplay it. "And besides, they sound like they're from Stockholm so they'd probably call me a hillbilly and ask me if we have electricity back home or if trying to not get eaten by bears is all the entertainment we need."

Hops looks like he's going into shock. Bully says, "Oh, that's what people ask me when I say I grew up on the rez! I get you." He claps a hand on Lukas' shoulder. "But seriously, it's okay if you want to speak Swedish more often."

Hops sounds very shaky. "I'm, uh, I'm going to go see if Bitty made pie."

Hops gets almost halfway across the quad before Lukas realises he's heading away from the Haus. "Shit!" He turns to Bully. "You get to the library, I'll make sure he gets some pie safely."

Bully nods at him, cool as always. He saunters off and Lukas bolts off before he loses sight of Hops

#louis #lukas landmann #the waffles #river bullard #jonathan hopper #check please #omgcp #my post #my writing #things i don't know anything about: what sort of things education majors might write essays about #things i know a little about: swedish culture #things i do know a lot about: finland #my method is to just assume sweden is like finland except in situations i know are different

[carcasstohounds]

i’m obsessed with bully being from minnesota. where is he from? twin cities? the suburbs? if so, which one? iron range? lakes country? up north? south? i need to know

#river bullard #omgcp #please

[cricketnationrise]

hiiiii!!!!! For the ficlet fest: Bully/Waffles‚ the pond‚ April 30th

hello! have some freshman Waffles love <3 enjoy!

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The Pond, Apr. 30

Bully grins to himself as he pulls Louis and Hops back onto the path around the Pond – again. They were less than sober after the Final-y-free Kegster at the Haus that night. (Bitty had insisted.)

Wanting to remember more than just the beginning of the evening, Bully had volunteered to be the Sober(ish) Waffle. The Waffle Without Toppings, as Bitty had slurred up at him enthusiastically just a few hours ago before heading back to the dance floor. 

He still can’t believe Bitty, Ollie, and Wicky are all graduating in just a few days, it seems like yesterday that they were being forced to figure skate to “Single Ladies” and carry their blankets everywhere. (Joke’s on them, though – Bully fuckin’ loves his duck blanket, he’s never getting rid of it.)

A burst of laughter pulls him out of his musings, refocuses him on his drunk friends. They’re stumbling a little, but are overall in better shape than Bully thought they’d be after three rounds of flip cup and at least two cups of tub juice apiece. But all the same—

“Get back on the path you guys!” he calls. The last thing he needs is to lose track of them at night and have them get lost or fall in the water. It might almost be May, but that water isn’t warm and who knows what’s living in it. (Also Bully’s hair looks great right now and he doesn’t want to mess it up.)

“We’re done with finals, baybeeeeeeeeeee,” Hops yells, directly in Bully’s face.

“C’mere, drunky,” he says, throwing an arm over Hops’ shoulder to keep him close and upright enough to keep moving forward.

“Louuuuuiisssssss, come back!”

“‘M comin’ – keep yer horses on,” says Louis as he stumbles into Bully’s other side. He pulls Louis in automatically and starts scanning for the next bench – he won’t be able to keep them both upright like this for too much longer.

“Keep your horses on?!” Hops laughs.

“Is that not words?” wonders Louis. “Like keep ‘em on reins or somethin’ that means ‘wait jus’ a sec’?”

Hops giggles. “Nah, it’s: hold your horses.”

“There’s also ‘keep your hair on’ – you probably combined them,’ Bully says with a grin.

“Ugh fuckin’ English,” Louis complains before muttering darkly to himself in Swedish. Well, Bully hopes it’s Swedish – he doesn’t recognize any of the words he finally had time to start learning after the season ended – but he can’t tell if Louis is just mumbling, talking too fast, or just saying nonsense syllables. 

Finally he sees a bench a few feet ahead.

Bully draws even with it and easily maneuvers his charges onto each end of the seat before plonking himself down in the middle with his arms stretched along the back. Still giggling about keep your horses on, Hops immediately snuggles close, his head coming to rest on Bully’s shoulder. Louis pouts for a few moments before giving in and curling into Bully’s side as well.  He lets his hands rest on their shoulders, gently corralling his friends.

They settle down, watching the full moon reflect on the water. Bully tracks nearby fireflies and revels in the quiet chirping of crickets, the occasional croaks of a frog. Hops and Louis, when he glances down at them, both have their eyes closed, breathing softly.

Two in the morning probably isn’t the best time for a full-on nap on a Pond bench, but it’s cool without being chilly, he’s got two friends masquerading as space heaters snuggled up against him, and there’s no one around.

“Alright, a little break,” he mutters, mostly to himself. “Five minutes, then we’ll get back to the dorm.”

There’s a slight nod from Louis and Hops hums in acknowledgement. Bully just smiles softly at them before casting his eyes across the Pond again, soaking in one of the last moments of his freshman year.

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#cricket writes #ficlet fest #waffles #the pond #smh #louis #hops #bully #river bullard pov #omgcp #check please #date stamp ficlet

[mariacallous]

It’s been one of the wettest years in California since records began. From October 2022 to March 2023, the state was blasted by 31 atmospheric rivers—colossal bands of water vapor that form above the Pacific and become firehoses when they reach the West Coast. What surprised climate scientists wasn’t the number of storms, but their strength and rat-a-tat frequency. The downpours shocked a water system that had just experienced the driest three years in recorded state history, causing floods, mass evacuations, and at least 22 deaths.

Swinging between wet and dry extremes is typical for California, but last winter’s rain, potentially intensified by climate change, was almost unmanageable. Add to that the arrival of El Niño, and more extreme weather looks likely for the state. This is going to make life very difficult for the dam operators tasked with capturing and controlling much of the state’s water.

Like most of the world’s 58,700 large dams, those in California were built for yesterday’s more stable climate patterns. But as climate change taxes the world’s water systems—affecting rainfall, snowmelt, and evaporation—it’s getting tough to predict how much water gets to a dam, and when. Dams are increasingly either water-starved, unable to maintain supplies of power and water for their communities, or overwhelmed and forced to release more water than desired—risking flooding downstream.

But at one major dam in Northern California, operators have been demonstrating how to not just weather these erratic and intense storms, but capitalize on them. Management crews at New Bullards Bar, built in 1970, entered last winter armed with new forecasting tools that gave unprecedented insight into the size and strength of the coming storms—allowing them to strategize how to handle the rain.

First, they let the rains refill their reservoir, a typical move after a long drought. Then, as more storms formed at sea, they made the tough choice to release some of this precious hoard through their hydropower turbines, confident that more rain was coming. “I felt a little nervous at first,” says John James, director of resource planning at Yuba Water Agency in northern California. Fresh showers soon validated the move. New Bullards Bar ended winter with plumped water supplies, a 150 percent boost in power generation, and a clean safety record. The strategy offers a glimpse of how better forecasting can allow hydropower to adapt to the climate age.

Modeling studies have long suggested that better weather forecasts would be invaluable for dam managers. Now this is being confirmed in real life. New Bullards Bar is one of a half-dozen pilot sites teaming up with the US Army Corps of Engineers to test how cutting-edge forecasting can be used to optimize operations in the real world. Early tests of the methods, called forecast-informed reservoir operations, have given operators the confidence to hold 5-20 percent reserve margins beyond their reservoirs’ typical capacity, says Cary Talbot, who heads the initiative for the Army Corps.

To Talbot, FIRO could mean a paradigm shift in how the Corps and others run dams. Historically, dam operators under the Army Corps umbrella had to ignore weather forecasts and respond only to rain and snow that was already on the ground. This rule traces back to the notorious capriciousness of traditional forecasts: If an operator takes a bad gamble on a forecasted weather event, the results can be dangerous. But in practice, this forces operators to react later than their gut tells them to, says Riley Post, a University of Iowa researcher who spent over a decade as a hydraulic engineer for the Corps. They might, for example, be expected to hold water in a nearly full reservoir even as heavy rains approach.

Recent developments, however, have sharpened the trustworthiness of forecasts, particularly for atmospheric rivers on the West Coast. Leaps in computing power have enabled ever-more-muscular climate and weather modeling. To pump these models with data, scientists led by the Scripps Institution of Oceanography have since 2016 launched reconnaissance flights over atmospheric rivers of interest, where they release dozens of dropsondes, sensor packs shaped like Pringles cans. The result is a detailed profile of a storm’s strength, size, and intentions, which can then feed into FIRO.

These reports aren’t clairvoyant; all weather forecasts involve a measure of uncertainty. But a dam operator with increased confidence in when, where, and how much water will strike their watershed can take a more “surgical” approach to holding or releasing water, Post says.

And if they know how much time they have, they can also make the most of their existing water. Take Prado Dam, a vintage 1941 facility that was built to shield Orange County from flooding but can also distribute water to 25 groundwater-recharge stations. This past winter, forecasts showed a well-spaced parade of storms tracking its way. So operators pulsed water from the dam into storage at an optimal cadence, giving it time to soak into the landscape. Adam Hutchinson of the Orange County Water District, which manages the groundwater-recharge system, said publicly in July that these actions delivered an “exceptional” boost to water supplies for “those dry years we know are coming.”

Jinsun Lim is an analyst with the International Energy Agency think tank who studies climate resilience in the energy sector. Lim says that this sort of specificity is exactly what hydro officials in many countries wish for: tools that can translate climate impacts at a local level for their unique watersheds and infrastructure. Talbot hasn’t seen anything quite like FIRO deployed abroad, but he says that curious parties from the UK, Chile, Southeast Asia, Australia, and other regions have contacted him. Meanwhile, other corners of the hydro world are applying similar logic to their own climate challenges.

For BC Hydro, which serves 95 percent of British Columbia’s population, heat waves have proven a bigger problem than drought. Rivers and rains remain strong, but the province’s historically mellow springs and summers have warmed up, prompting many people to switch on air conditioners, which jacks up power demand. To keep the ACs humming, BC Hydro keeps a close eye on its fuel supply, that is, its watershed. About 150 monitoring stations, equipped with snow, climate, and surface-water sensors, enable a near-real-time picture of water flows. This helps operators store up water for demand spikes in summer and winter alike.

Tajikistan, which gets fully 98 percent of its power from hydroelectricity, is adapting its fleet with a mix of hard and soft measures. Renovations at the 126-megawatt Quairokkum power plant, built in 1956, were screened against a range of climate scenarios—such as the diminution of its source glaciers. Just replacing its six Soviet-era turbines will hike output to 170 megawatts; the dam will also be reinforced for a 10,000-year flood whose intensity could exceed the previous design standard by anywhere from 15 to 70 percent. Meanwhile, investments by international funders in HydroMet, the country’s long-dysfunctional meteorology service, are paying off: The agency recently gave power generators early notice of a dry year, enabling forward planning.

Recent trends have underlined the need for such changes. Earlier this year, the International Energy Agency said today’s hydropower facilities are on average 2 percent less productive than dams were from 1990 to 2016. Droughts have weakened flows at many plants, the agency said, leaving fossil-based energy to fill a gap the size of Spain’s annual power use. Other dams have been exposed to extreme events for which they weren’t strictly engineered, as in north India in 2021, when a crumbling glacier sent forth a wall of water that wrecked dams and towns downstream. Last month’s disaster in Libya, due to the failure of two flood-control dams hit by a supersized Mediterranean storm, further underlines the risks of maladapted facilities.

Even hydropower’s harshest critics take no issue with nip-and-tuck improvements at today’s dams. But amid a massive expansion planned in the Global South, they warn against overconfidence that hydropower can adapt its way out of climate change. In July, an environmental group in Namibia urged the government to rethink a large dam proposed for the Kunene River, saying it’s prone to the same climate extremes that have sapped the energy of Namibia’s other dams.

As climate disruption sets in, solar and wind can provide equivalent power with less risk, says Josh Klemm, co-executive director of International Rivers, a human rights organization focused on river communities. “We need to really reexamine plans to develop new hydropower,” he says. “We’re only going to deepen our reliance on a climate-vulnerable energy source.”

The Army Corps, meanwhile, is in the early stages of studying whether FIRO can be attempted at 419 other dams under its umbrella. Scaling up FIRO isn’t entirely straightforward; other parts of the US have different kinds of precipitation events than California does, and some of these are currently a lot harder to predict than atmospheric rivers. But Talbot is optimistic that the ever-improving forecast science can find efficiency gains there for the taking. “It’s making your existing infrastructure work harder for you,” he said. “In the face of climate change, this sounds like a great way to position ourselves for buffering that.”

[beardedmrbean]

A chart from California's Department of Water Resources shows that the state's lakes and reservoirs have hit their healthiest water levels in more than a decade.

The state has faced an abnormally wet winter as moisture-laden storms and atmospheric rivers dumped a deluge of rain and snow beginning in January. Heavy rain helped supplement some of the state's reservoirs, while a "biblical" blizzard in March significantly improved the state's snowpack situation. Once the snowpack begins to melt in the spring, the reservoirs will continue to improve.

On Thursday, extreme storm chaser Colin McCarthy shared the updated chart, revealing the positive improvement to California's major reservoirs.

"California's water storage is at its healthiest levels in over a decade," McCarthy posted on X (formerly Twitter).

"Virtually every major reservoir in the state has average to above-average storage, with a substantial 115% of average snowpack still to melt," he continued. "The last two years have been an amazing reprieve from the multiple brutal, record-breaking droughts that have plagued the state in the last decade."

Newsweek reached out to the California Department of Water Resources by email for comment.

Lake Cachuma is at 100 percent of its capacity, and several reservoirs aren't far behind, including Casitas Lake at 98 percent capacity, Lake Shasta at 95 percent capacity, Diamond Valley Lake at 90 percent capacity and Lake Oroville at 89 percent capacity.

Several reservoirs are above 100 percent of their historical average, according to the chart. They are Lake Shasta, Lake Oroville, New Bullards Bar Reservoir, Folsom Lake, Lake Camanche, New Melones Lake, Don Pedro Lake, Lake McClure, Trinity Lake, Pine Flat Lake, Millerton Lake, Diamond Valley Lake, Lake Sonoma, Lake Casitas and Cachuma Lake.

A few of the state's reservoirs are still below their historical average, such as San Luis Reservoir, which, at 74 percent full, is at 87 percent of its historical average, and Castaic Lake, which is 79 percent full and at 92 percent of its historical average.

The improvement comes after the state battled years of severe drought that depleted its lakes and reservoirs.

Many of the lakes and reservoirs recovered last year after an abnormally wet winter saturated the state. After similar wet weather this winter season, AccuWeather meteorologists believed that California's water situation was in such an improved condition that the state wouldn't struggle with drought until at least 2026.

In some cases this winter, water officials even had to release water from some reservoirs, such as Lake Oroville, because the water level was too high for this time of year. Despite the release, Lake Oroville is still 11 feet above 2023 levels and 120 feet above 2022 levels.

#nunyas news #thank you jesus

[zimmerdouche]

Out of all the members of SMH, who do you think you would win in a fight against?

disclaimer: i’m a scrappy one, and all of these are based on the assumption that the member would fistfight me considering i’m 4’11” and relatively feminine, modern attitudes be damned. this one’s been in my inbox for literal years, so (ryan bergara voice) let’s get into it.

b. shitty knight: if he still had his flow and had it pulled back, i could theoretically yank on the ponytail and get him prone and win by pure virtue of simply sitting on his chest. if he stays upright, he’d get me good.

jack zimmermann: i would not win, not only bc he’s a literal nhl player and can beat me simply by being in shape, but i WOULD get distracted by his eyes. i am only human.

adam birkholtz and justin oluransi: do you truly think either of them would get into a fight without the other? 2 vs 1, i’m absolutely fucked. even if it was just one, they are Big and i am Small.

larissa duan: lardo would absolutely obliterate me. i did not want to even consider getting into a fight with her, it is a terrifying idea.

eric bittle: we’re getting somewhere? i’m from the bible belt as well, i could wear him down with southern insults. once it got physical, it’d be a bit harder, esp if we’re considering this senior year bitty. i’d consider this an ugly but well balanced fight. bitty would ultimate prevail, however.

william poindexter: would eat me alive.

derek nurse: would ALSO eat me alive.

christopher chow: first, why would i want to? his goalie face would make me piss my pants and he’s got nearly a foot on me besides. i would not win.

connor whisk: would slice my throat with a side eye.

anthony tangredi: plays mind games. i am weak in that aspect.

denice ford: realistically, the one i may actually win, based on height differential, the fact that we were both stage managers, and that we handle rowdy college students. if i had to pick someone to fight, it would be foxtrot, but i don’t want to, because more than likely we’d be good friends.

river bullard: he’d destroy me, why would you think anything else. in theory i could use my ponytail technique but bully would be a lot harder to tip than shitty.

jonathan hopper: see chowder. plus, i’d have to face his mom after that, and if i’m fresh out of a fight she’d take me out on principle.

lukas landmann: a being of pure chaos. i am powerless against him.

in short: don’t bet on me, i ain’t shit.

#omgcp #omg check please #i love y’all but i’m not tagging every character #lynn talks #lynn asks #ok 2 rb

[vitaliskravtsov]

fantasy casting OMGCP, using only hockey players (NHL & NWHL) part 2

Ollie- they play the same position, I think they look vaguely similar, and mostly, he is such a frat-boy looking human, you can't say that Mitch Marner doesn't look like he'd fit right in at Das Haus.

Wicks - Ollie's other half! He also plays wing. Another "he could pass as just Some Frat Boy" pick... meet Mikko Rantanen

Connor Whisk- I think I'm funny and that's the whole justification I have for picking Nathan MacKinnon to play Whiskey (yes I'm echoing the mackinnon/Crosby narrative with my casting SHHHHHH)

River Bullard - a THIRD smile-based pick... Andrei Svetchnikov (with a wig)

Lukas Landmann - they're both Young, I think they're both wingers (?) aND they're both blonde!! A win all the way around! Meet Kaapo Kakko!

Alexei "Tater" Mashkov - I'm not kidding when I say this is 100% based on their noses and camera/media personalities.... Evgeni Malkin!

Georgia "George" Martin - Sarah Nurse, who played the same position George did! Yes this is 99% of the reason I chose her. Also she does kind of look like George which is super cool

Kent Parson- okay yeah they do actually look kind of similar (so long as he doesn't have his beard), Gabriel Landeskog and Parse are both blonde wingers!

LAST BUT NOT LEAST, WE HAVE.....

Bad Bob Zimmermann- not only am I connecting my fantasy casting narratives YET AGAIN, I am also legitimately convinced they look alike. Also, unlike the man I cast for his son, Mario Lemieux's first language is actually French!

That concludes part two, but if you want, for some reason, to see me cast more people, drop character names into my DMs or asks and More Shall Occur!!

#Omgcp #Ongcheckplease #Omg check please #*mine #Checkpleasetv

[mountrainiernps]

Summer and wildflowers come late to the high elevations of the Cascade Mountains. In the sub-alpine meadows, snow might linger into July some years. This makes building and maintaining roads to the sub-alpine elevations quite challenging.

One of these challenging roads is the road stretching 10 miles from the White River Campground turn-off up to the Sunrise Visitor Center; the Sunrise Road. Currently, the Sunrise Road is still closed from the winter. Typically, it opens in early July after road crews have plowed the snow off, cut up any trees that fell across the roads, removed rocks, dirt, and done everything needed to make the road safe for summer access.

Can you imagine what it was like to build the Sunrise Roads in 1929? In the 10 miles from White River Campground to Sunrise parking lot, the road climbs up the steep sides of the White River Valley. Carved by the once 1,000 foot tall Emmons Glacier, it is a very steep slope. The hillside is made of rocks, boulders, and fine materials left behind by the Osceola Mudflow nearly 5,600 years ago. Higher up, it’s hardened lava from volcanic eruptions. In 1929, through 4 different construction contracts, crews worked their way upwards carving the road out of the mountain. The road was completed the next year and construction began on the infrastructure and buildings at Sunrise.

Though closed right now, when it opens for the summer, the Sunrise Road and the many trailheads at Sunrise itself are very popular and have been for many decades. When was the last time you drove up this road along the valley walls of the White River? What is your favorite spot for pictures? ~ams

The Sunrise Road and White River Campground are currently closed. Updates on their opening can be found at https://www.nps.gov/mora/planyourvisit/road-status.htm and https://www.nps.gov/mora/planyourvisit/hours.htm . For more information on the history and archaeology of the park, see https://www.nps.gov/mora/learn/historyculture/index.htm

NPS/B. Bullard Photo. View of an old car driving downhill on the Sunrise Road with Mount Rainier in the distance. September, 1963. NPS/L. Lane Photo. Sunrise Road with columnar andesite on the roadside. Mount Rainier in background. Circa 1987. NPS/Scott Photo. View from near Camp Schurman looking down on Yakima Park and Sunrise Road. August, 2004.

#encuentra tu parque #find your park #history #roads #Sunrise #national parks #mount rainier #mount rainier national park

[layce2015]

Red Dead Redemption 2 (Arthur Morgan x Female!Reader)

That's Murfee Country

Previous Chapter /Red Dead 2 Masterlist / Next Chapter

Early the next morning, Arthur went to meet Sadie in Saint Denis. From there, she took him to meet a gentleman, Arturo Bullard, who was a pilot of a hot air balloon. Sadie thought that Arthur should get on, pretending that he was here for a lesson, and use the balloon to fly over to Sisika.

And from there, he could get a good eye and idea where John was. Arthur did just that and was able to get a closer look in Sisika and found John, much to Arturo's dismay. They were spotted by the guards and they started to fire at the Air Balloon but Arthur was able to get them away from there before it got worse.

They made it towards the Annesburg area when they see that Sadie was being chased by some O’Driscolls. Arthur had remembered that Sadie mentioned she had been hunting them down on her own and this must been her latest hunting trip. Arthur had Arturo steer the balloon a bit as he kills the O’Driscolls but then one of the O’Driscolls shot and killed Arturo, who fell off the balloon.

Arthur maneuvered the balloon towards Sadie and throws a rope down to her. She jumps off of her horse and grabs the rope and he pulls her up. But because he had lowered the Hot Air Balloon close to the ground, they began to hit some trees and skid across the river then land on the ground.

Unfortunately, they didn't have long to recover as more O’Driscolls come running in and Arthur and Sadie take them all out. A few survivors then ran away and Sadie cursed at them but then Arthur turns to her and begins to reprimand her.

"The hell is wrong with you? I only left you an hour ago. You can't stay out of trouble for one damn hour?! You got that poor bastard killed for his troubles. I kinda liked him." He shouts, angrily, at her. "They got Colm. The government...they got Colm O’Driscoll. They're gonna hang him in Saint Denis." Sadie informs. 

"Hang him? Okay." Arthur said, not caring. "He's already been tried twice for murder...and found guilty." Sadie said. "Sure, and no doubt he'll escape again." Arthur said. "No, he won't...'cause we're gonna make sure of it." Sadie said and Arthur sighs.

"I...we have our own problems with the law...in case you ain't noticed." Arthur argues. "Dutch'll wanna see him swing." Sadie points out and Arthur scoffs. "Sure....Dutch, he wouldn't even help us with Marston...and our situation is really messed up right now. You know how things is." Arthur said but Sadie gives him a determined, firm face. 

"Bastard's gonna swing...I'll make sure of it." She said. "Closely followed by Marston!" Arthur shouts, loudly. "You saw him?" She asked him. "Yes...in the fields." He said. "Okay...then we go rescue him." said Sadie. "From a state penitentiary?" Arthur asked, shocked. "No...but from the fields, yes. That we can manage." She said.

"It’s well guarded." Arthur points out. "Guarded, sure, but not behind bars." Sadie said. "No, he's not behind bars." Arthur said, calming down. "So, that's how we'll do it....bust him from his work detail." She said. "I guess." Arthur said, shrugging, then Sadie whistles for her horse.

"It's best just the two of us go. I would say three but...I don't want to bring (y/n) along. Especially with her condition..." Sadie said and Arthur turns to her. "Condition? What you mean?" He asked, confused, and Sadie gives him the same confused look but then her eyes widen when she realized that Arthur was serious.

"She hasn't told you?" She asked. "Told me what?" He asked her and Sadie sighs. "You're gonna have to talk to her." She said as her horse comes up to her. "Anyway...I'll get us a boat...a little one....and we'll sneak in and get him outta there. Thank you, Arthur." She said as she mounts her horse. "Whatever you say, boss." Arthur said, smirking. "I heard that." She said and she rides off while Arthur thinks about what she said as he whistles for his horse.

What did Sadie mean I don't want to bring (y/n) along. Especially in her condition? Was (y/n) sick? Was she dying? Arthur was really worried and he gets on his horse and heads back to camp.

He makes it back to the small village and looked around for (y/n) but noticed she wasn't around. Then he saw Annebeth, who was sitting next to Jack as they pet Cain. "Hey there, Annebeth." Arthur said as he walks up to her. "Hey, daddy." She greets and Arthur couldn't help but smile hearing her calling him dad.

"Have you seen your mother?" He asked her. "She said something about going to see a...doctor." Annebeth replied, acting like she was trying to recall the conversation. "Do you know when she left?" Arthur asked her. "Just a few minutes ago." She replied and Arthur sighs. "Okay..." he said and he walks around the village and sees Dutch sitting on the deck, muttering to himself.

"White to D4. Black to F5. White to G3. Knight to F6 " he mutters and Arthur walks up to him. "You okay, there?" He asked him. "Working it all out. Once and for all Arthur." Dutch replied. "What now?" Arthur asked him. "We're back and I'm sitting here and I am contemplating the great journey of the sun and considering a famous chess move. Those oily enactors of a mediocre justice, the Pinkertons and their benefactor the depressing millionaire, Leviticus Cornwall, they want us Arthur. They want us and they are going to have us." Dutch said.

"Well, maybe they ain't a problem." Arthur said and Dutch glares at him. "Meaning?" He asked, angrily. "I don't know it's just, I can't help but feel we would have been better running off someplace else." Arthur explained. "But the game ain't over there Arthur, I ain't played my final move, but..." Dutch said but Arthur interrupts him.

"I guess I'm more interested in saving lives than winning at chess." He said. "And maybe life ain't such a thing to cling on to so tightly." Dutch said. "No doubt. What about the women?" Arthur asked him. "You sound like Hosea. I miss him." Dutch said then he sighs, heavily, as he looks down in despair.

"I asked you a question." Arthur said then Dutch looks back at him. "What do you think?" He asked. "We can't stay here, that much is obvious. But where are we going to run to? They chased us from the West, they chased us over the mountains, they ran us into the sea." Arthur said, sounding annoyed.

"Arthur, do you have my back?" Dutch asked him, as he scratched the side of his face. "Always, Dutch. But there's more than your back to worry about. We need more money. We've been on the run for months now and I seen you killing folk in cold blood like you always told me not to." Arthur said while Dutch stands up then walks over to the rails and braces his hands on it as Arthur continues. "And I'm sorry, but I can't help but think that if we..."

"There is country in Roanoke Ridge past Butcher Creek, I believe we could hold." Dutch said, interrupting him. "Okay." Arthur said. "You and Charles, you take folks up that way. Micah and I need to do some reconnaissance. I ain't got a final plan yet. Arthur, I ain't got a...I just need time. I need time and no traitors." Dutch said in a low voice and Arthur nods then walks away as he goes to Charles. Seems like the talk he wanted to have with (y/n) was gonna have to wait.

"Charles, will you ride with me?" he said as he walks up to Charles. "Always. Where we headed?" Charles asked as he gets up and follows Arthur to the horses. "Up past Butcher Creek." said Arthur. "That's Murfree Brood Country." Charles said, with worried caution. "That's why I'm asking you to ride with me." Arthur said and Charles nods.

"I understand. What are we doing there?" he asked. "Looking for a place to hole up. Even the law won't follow us up there too willingly." Arthur said. "Yeah, I did some scouting up there while your boys were away." Charles said as they come up to the horses. "And?" Arthur asked as he and Charles mount their horses. "You'll see. I know the way. Follow me." He said and they head out.

"Alright, Mrs Kilgore..." the doctor said as (y/n) fidgets a bit in her seat. "So...what do you think, Doctor?" She asked him, worried. "Well...from what you've told me, what with all your symptoms, and from what I could gather on doing the check-up..." he explained as (y/n) swallows, her heart beating hard and fast against her chest.

"Now I'm not one hundred percent but there is a very strong possibility that you are, indeed, pregnant." The doctor said and (y/n)'s eyes widen and her jaw drops. She had a feeling that she was but...hearing the doctor pretty much confirming it was still shocking to her.

"Now...we don't know completely if you are until a few more months..." he explains and (y/n) nods. "I'm pretty sure I am. Now thinking about it...I had similar symptoms when I had my first child." (Y/n) said and the doctor nods. "Well..if anything...come back in a few months and we will know for sure. For now, rest when you can and make sure you get a full meal every day." The doctor said and (y/n) nods. "Thank you, doctor." She said and she hands him ten dollars for the check-up and leaves.

She walks towards her horse then stands there, thinking. After a quick moment of shock from hearing what the doctor said, she started to smile. The excitement of being a mother again was filling her heart and she bites her lips, nervously. But there was a small part of her that was nervous on Arthur's reaction and maybe how Annebeth would react.

Then she wonders how she would tell them the news, especially to Annebeth who is just so young and so innocent. She was also worried about Arthur's response as with how things with the gang are going right now. With so many thoughts coming in, she decides to hell with it. She’s just happy that she could be having another baby on the way and mounts her horse and makes her way back to the camp.

Meanwhile, Arthur and Charles found a spot called Beavers Hollow but it was taken over by this crew called the Murfree Brood, who are among the most violent group they have ever encountered. They would kidnap, torture and kill anyone that crossed their paths and sometimes they would dismember the corpses of their victims and have them displayed, like a trophy.

Charles and Arthur gave the Murfree gang by surprise as they went in and started killing them, only to find out that there was one prisoner that was still alive. A young girl who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. After showing her he was no threat and calming her down, Arthur asked her where she was from and she replied that she lived in Annesburg.

"What do we do with her?" Arthur asked Charles. "Take her there and I'll go get the others." Charles said. "Sure." Arthur said as they walk out of the cave and towards the horses, the girl following them. Charles got on his horse and took off while Arthur walks up to his then turns to the girl.

"Miss, you okay riding on my horse a little?" he asked her but she seemed hesitant. "I'll keep you safe." Arthur assures her and she nods, silently. He helps her up on the horse and gets on himself and they ride off.

"Annesburg, right?" he asked her. "Yes.." she replied. "...they did..." she stops and starts to let out shaky breaths. Arthur couldn't help but feel bad for her, he had seen just a small amount of what these bastards could do and Lord only knows what horrors this girl had witnessed.

"It's okay, miss." He said to her, softly. "The others, they killed them." The girl said, in a disbelieving voice. "You're safe now. Just try to breathe." Arthur said. "They're animals." the girl cries. "I know. It's all right, miss." he tells her.

"Why would they?" The girl asked and Arthur sighs at this. "Some folks is just evil, ain't no point trying to explain it." He said. "I haven't slept in days." The girl informs. "I know. What's your name, miss?" He asked her but she stays quiet. "It's okay." He assures her and she speaks up. "Meredith." She replied.

"You're going to be home soon, Meredith, and this will all be over." Arthur tells her. "Thank you." Meredith said, relieved. "Where in Annesburg?" Arthur asked as they make their way down a hill. "One of the mining cottages. If you get me to the main street, I can show you from there." Meredith explained.  "Okay. Just try to relax now." Arthur tells her. "Just head for the main street, it'll be easier to walk from there." she said and Arthur nods as they head on.

Minutes later, Arthur pulls up to the mining town and Meredith speaks up. "Miss, we're here." Arthur said and Meredith let's out a sigh of relief. "Oh, thank God." She said and they stop and dismount his horse. "So which place is yours?" He asked. "Up at the top of the hill. It's near the blacksmith." She replied. "Come on then." He said and they walk up the hill to a house where an older woman walks out.

"Ma!" Meredith shouts and the woman turns then gasped. "Meredith? She's alive. Oh, she's alive." She said as her and Meredith embrace and Arthur walks up to them, the sight kind of reminded him of when (y/n) and Annebeth embraced after getting her and Jack from Bronte.

"She saw some pretty bad things I'm afraid, ma'am. Murfree brood got her." Arthur informs. "Oh my darling." The mother gasped as she hugs her daughter closer then looks over at Arthur. "How did you manage?" She asked him. "I just ran into them and found her." Arthur replied.

"Oh thank you. Here, let me give you this." The mother said as she pulls out some cash and holds it out to him but he shakes his head. "Oh, that's okay ma'am. You just keep her warm and keep her safe." He said and he bids them a goodbye and the mother smiles and takes Meredith inside their home.

Arthur walks towards his horse but then noticed a familiar face. "Mrs Downes?" he asked as he sees her taking a man to a house. She turns to him and frightened again by his presence. "Oh no. You leave me alone. You just leave me alone." She shouts and she runs into the house and shuts the door before her male companion could go inside. 

"Thanks buddy." the guy grumbled to Arthur, disappointed, and he walks off. Arthur shakes his head and gets on his horse and heads back to Beavers Hollow.

"How you get on?" Dutch asked Arthur as he comes back, most of the campsite was already set up. "Okay. Found a girl, took her home." Arthur explained as he dismounts his horse and walks up to Dutch. "Oh." said Dutch.

"You and Micah find anything?" Arthur asked him. "Maybe. I think maybe, I found our old friend Mr. Cornwall." Dutch said. "You did?" asked Arthur. "Yeah, he's buying a stake in the mine in Annesburg." Dutch said and Arthur glances over to the side and saw (y/n) setting up their tent with Annebeth. "Relentlessly ambitious feller, isn't he?" Arthur asked, sarcastically. "Micah and I will sniff about, see if he knows we're here and exactly what his plans are." Dutch said.

"So Dutch, did you miss me?" a drunken female voice said and everyone turns and see Uncle bring Molly, who was clearly intoxicated, towards Dutch. "I found her, drunk in Saint Denis." Uncle said as Molly stumbles. "You're back. How jolly, Miss O'Shea." Dutch said, unenthused. "It's Molly, you sack of shit!" Molly shouts. "Back and drunk." Dutch grumbles.

"Who made you the master, the Lord God Almighty?" Molly asked in a drunken anger. "Calm down." Dutch tells her, firmly but a bit of anger in his voice. "I won't be ignored, Dutch van der Linde. I aren't him. I aint her...or any of your stooges." Molly said as she points at a few of the members while she stumbled a bit.

"Calm yourself, miss." Dutch said as he glares at her while everyone was watching Molly, confused but also with worry and concern. "You don't owe me nothing. I don't owe you nothing. Nothing!" Molly rambles. "Okay." Dutch said.

"I'll spit in your eye. I did, I told them!" Molly yells and Dutch was caught off guard and (y/n) gasped at this. "I'm sorry?" Dutch asked. "Yeah I told them and I'll tell them again. Now I've got God's ear." Molly said. "You told who what?" Dutch asked her, angrily. "Mr. Milton and Mr. Ross about the bank robbery and I wanted them to kill you." She spat at Dutch.

"You did what?" Dutch asked as he pulls out his pistol and aims it at her. "I loved you, you damn bastard! Go on shoot me." Molly screamed, hysterical, then Arthur turns to Dutch. "She's crazy. She aint worth it." Arthur whispers to him but Dutch doesn't listen to him.

"You told on me? You betrayed me?" Dutch asked Molly, angrily. "Oh, you're not so big now, are you?" She asked him and she begins to laugh while Annebeth shuffles closer to her mother, hiding behind her leg. 

"Quiet!" Arthur shouts at Molly then he turns to Dutch. "Just calm down." He mutters to Dutch. "Arthur." Dutch said, shocked and confused, as he turns to Arthur. "She's a fool. Get her out of here." Arthur pleads to him. "You know the rules." Dutch exclaims.

"Oh, not so big now are we, your majesty?" Molly said, hysterically, and before Dutch could say anything, there was a loud gunshot, which hit Molly in her stomach. "Damn!" Bill exclaims, shocked, while everyone gasped as Grimshaw walks up holding a shotgun, smoke coming out of the barrel. Molly looks down her wound then falls over and dies.

A couple of girls began to cry and Annebeth let's out a scream and (y/n) placed her hands over her mouth. She never really liked Molly and couldn't get along with her much but she never wanted death upon her. This was heartbreaking.

"She knew the rules, Arthur. What the hell is wrong with you?" Grimshaw said to Arthur, angrily, then she turns to Bill and Pearson. "Mr. Pearson, Mr. Williams said, get this body out of here and get it burnt." She ordered. "Okay." Bill said as he and Pearson pick up Molly's body.

At that point, Annebeth runs off which caught (y/n)'s attention. "Annebeth!" She said as Grimshaw shouts to everyone. "Now get back to work, all of you! Quit you're lollygagging, Get back to work." She orders while Annebeth goes to the tent and cries.

(Y/n) runs to her and kneels down to her and placed her hands on Annebeth's shoulder. "Annebeth?" She said, worried, as Annebeth wipes away her tears. "Why, mamma? Why?" Annebeth asked her, in between her sobs. (y/n) didn't know what to say or how to explain as she was just as shocked and confused as her daughter.

"I-I'm so sorry you had to see that, sweetheart." She said and she holds her daughter close to her chest. Annebeth cries as she buries her face into her mother's chest just as (y/n) hears footsteps. She looks up to see Arthur coming up to them and he felt bad when he saw how distressed Annebeth is.

He frowns then kneels down to them and embraces them. "I'm sorry." He mutters to them and (y/n) leans her head against his shoulder. And he thinks to himself that they’ll get out of this hellhole soon and figure out the right time to get them out of here.

@starjane312 @trinswhimsys @reiya-djarin

#fandom #fanfic #fan fiction #reader insert #x reader #arthur morgan #red dead redemption 2 #rdr2 arthur #arthur morgan x female reader #arthur morgan x y/n #arthur morgan x reader #red dead redemption two #red dead redemption fanfiction #video game imagine

[irrigos]

✨and 🎓for your OCs!

✨- How did you come up with the OC’s name?

"Morgan" was the first gender-neutral name I thought of, and "Fletcher" was the first thing I thought of when I wanted a British-sounding last name

"Eliot" was the second gender-neutral name I thought of (and I wasn't sure of his gender at the time. Also I had a coworker who was a woman named Eliot) and "Saint-Croix" is actually not a surname as far as I know, but is in fact a river near where I grew up

"Percy" was named Perseus because I wanted to give him a classic first name with an obvious nickname, and also I was thinking of Percy Jackson so I named him Perseus because his mom was a zailor. "Bullard" means bull-herd, but when I was researching last names for him, I found something that said it also maybe meant "liar"??? I don't remember what the reasoning there was, but when I first made Percy, he was supposed to be a duplicitous social-climber, more like Eliot. But he was for a tabletop game and what I think is my best skill is adapting my shit to fit better with what everyone else is doing, and that kind of character didn't gel as well with the other PCs. So he instead he's kind of straightforward and abrasive and I love him

"Jacob" was because of the biblical Jacob, who wrestled an angel and had his name changed to Israel. I thought it was a fun choice for a character whose main canonical characteristic was his physical strength, and whose story is so heavily religious. "Russo" for the last name took me foreverrr to pick because I couldn't decide what ethnicity he was. Finally decided he was Italian (in fact, his mom is Italian-American and ended up living in London by accident lol) and I picked "Russo" for the last name because I liked the ring of it

I'm actually in the process of naming a new character for Book of Red Murder and I'll tell you my other go-to method for names, which is that I pick like 5-10 names off of various names lists (frequently I will try to hunt down census data and find most common names, especially when I'm looking for surnames) and then I send those to my co-writer/editor and make them pick one

🎓 - How long have you had the OC?

Morgan - since 2011

Eliot - since 2015 maybe? I was still living in Minnesota at the time, so it was at least before June 2016. I think it was around when they brought Seeking back, because he was my alt made to do that (and then i went and got attached to him like some kinda idiot)

Jacob - officially promoted to "OC" in 2020

Percy - late 2020

#i love naming characters tbh. and i love talking about my Process for stuff in general

[mexican-roxas]

Polyfrogs this, polyfrogs that, what about polywaffles?????

#polyfrogs #lukas landmann #river bullard #jonathan hopper #check please! #omgcp #samwell men's hockey #polywaffles #this better blow up like the jack’s eyes post. WHERES THE POLYWAFFLES CONTENT

[bron0036]

Workshop Reflection #1: Nature Scavenger Hunts

Nature scavenger hunts are a valuable learning experience for young children. Nature scavenger hunts support children's curiosity, creativity, and connection to nature. In this blog post, I will be discussing the many benefits of planning nature scavenger hunts as a regular part of early learning curriculum.

Supporting Children's Curiosity, Creativity, and Connection to Nature

Nature scavenger hunts provide children with an opportunity to connect with nature. According to Pennsylvania State University (2019), "When young children are exposed to nature, they see the beauty just as adults do; but more importantly, they begin to interact with its offerings. Children automatically become hands-on in nature" (p. 1). The natural world is a sensory-rich environment. While participating in a nature scavenger hunt, children are encouraged to engage in sensory play. Children are free to play in the mud, walk barefoot on the grass, listen to the rustle of the leaves, and smell the rain on the sidewalk; All of these experiences deepen children's connection to nature. Nature scavenger hunts are a valuable multi-sensory learning experience for young children.

Nature scavenger hunts also support children's curiosity. According to Pennsylvania State University (2019), "Children begin to wonder in nature. Natural materials such as pinecones, grass, rocks, leaves, spider webs, sticks, frogs, fossils, dirt, seashells, pebbles, and sand provide endless possibilities for play and imagination" (p. 1). Materials found in nature naturally evoke curiosity in children. While participating in a nature scavenger hunt, children are free to engage in simple sensory explorations or take in greater detail; Nature scavenger hunts provide children with an opportunity to discover all of nature's little wonders.

Tree on Algonquin Campus

Brondum-Pedersen, M., personal photograph, January 19, 2024.

Age Groups

Nature scavenger hunts are a fun and engaging learning experience that can be easily modified to meet the needs of any age group. In this blog post, I will be discussing the benefits of planning nature scavenger hunts as a learning experience for toddlers and preschoolers.

Nature scavenger hunts are a valuable learning experience for toddlers. Howard and Mayesky (2022) remind readers that toddlers enjoy simple sensory explorations (p. 368). Materials found in the outdoor learning environment provide toddlers with rich sensory experiences. While participating in a nature scavenger hunt, toddlers are free to lie down in the soft grass, smell the wildflowers, watch the trees sway in the breeze, and listen to the hum of the cicadas. Nature scavenger hunts provide toddlers with an opportunity to explore the natural world through sensory play.

Nature scavenger hunts are also a valuable learning experience for preschoolers. Howard and Mayesky (2022) remind readers that preschoolers are curious about why and how things happen (p. 64). Nature scavenger hunts provide preschoolers with an opportunity to explore the outdoor learning environment. While participating in a nature scavenger hunt, preschoolers are free to question, explore, investigate, discover, and reflect. Nature scavenger hunts encourage preschoolers to seek answers to their endless supply of 'why' and 'how' questions.

Holding Clipboard in Horticulture Grounds.

Brondum-Pedersen, M., personal photograph, January 19, 2024.

Curiosity Basket

The curiosity basket that I have prepared is intended for the indoor learning environment at a preschool program. The basket includes:

Smooth river rocks

Seashells

Leaves

Tree cookies

Pine cones

Sticks

Feathers

Sea sponges

I have chosen to include only natural materials in my curiosity basket. Including natural materials in the indoor learning environment is beneficial for children of all ages. Bullard (2017) reminds readers that natural materials provide countless opportunities for sensory exploration (p. 126). The intention of my curiosity basket is to provide children with a multi-sensory learning experience.

Natural materials also promote inquiry-based learning. According to Howard and Mayesky (2022), "Inquiry refers to investigating to gather information, which is part of human behaviour from birth. For children, it is a way of learning about the world driven by interest, wonder, and curiosity" (p. 364). My curiosity basket supports children's curiosity by providing children with an opportunity to learn about the natural world through inquiry and play-based learning.

Tree in Horticulture Grounds.

Brondum-Pedersen, M., personal photograph, January 19, 2024.

Nest in Tree on Algonquin Campus.

Brondum-Pedersen, M., personal photograph, January 19, 2024.

References

Bullard, J. (2017). Creating environments for learning: Birth to age eight (3rd ed.). University of Montana.

Howard, R., Mayesky, M. (2022). Creative activities and curriculum for young children (12th ed.). Cengage.

Pennsylvania State University. (2019). Children and nature: Do you support the connection? https://bkc-od-media.vmhost.psu.edu/documents/TIPS0709.pdf

[ethn11winter24]

Environmental Racism

 By: Megan Matthews 

Desirable or Undesirable 

Where you grow up can determine your future and it can determine your level of education, health status, and the place you live. Race, wealth, and class play a significant role in Environmental Justice. When you think of the word Enviromental, water and air come to mind not race but environmental Racism is about the political policies and practices that discriminate against people of color including Black African Americans, Latinx Americans, Asian Americans, and Native Americans. 

“Zip code is the most powerful predictor of health. And all communities and all zip codes are not created equal.” -Dr. Robert Bullard  

Many neighborhoods established in Sacramento created in the 1900-1950s were determined through what are called Race Covenants. Race Covenants are documents created by the city and states it decided who could purchase land in certain areas. It stated that you could purchase land if you were White descent, but you could not purchase the land if you were Black, Latinx, Asian American, or anything other than White. They were used to justify property values and to create distinguished areas for people of color and white people. Areas were considered “more desirable” in white neighborhoods and “less desirable” in areas of people of color. The more desirable areas had more funding from the city whereas the less desirable areas had little to no funding. This also played a role in the establishment of the neighborhoods. Neighborhoods with more funding had lighted sidewalks, parks, playgrounds, trees, grass, grocery stores with quality food, access to medical care, funded school districts, public pools, and public transportation. Less desirable areas lacked a lot of these same resources and struggled financially. It was also based on the level of class. Wealthier White individuals could purchase land in more desirable areas while everyone else fell into undesirable neighborhoods becausee of the lack of financial stability. People of color were not given the same opportunities and they are still trying to combat that now in the 21st century.  

Health problems are significantly higher in the undesired neighborhoods because of environmental waste and pollution due to landfills, sewage plants, and other facilities. People who experience Environmental Racism are more likely to develop more health problems for example asthma and heart disease. They are exposed to more Environmental toxins such as chemicals: lead, benzine, chromium, PCBs, particulate matter (PM), and other harmful toxins. Lead and arsenic are seen in the soils that children play in. Undesirable neighborhoods are also near freeways and high-traffic areas so vehicle pollutants like nitrogen dioxide, carbon monoxide, hydrocarbons, benzene, and formaldehyde are higher which is the main source of unhealthy air quality in Sacramento. Also, the Sacramento River includes pollutants such as microplastics, copper, mercury, methylmercury, chemical pesticides from agricultural industries, and sewage overflow.  

Many neighborhoods in Sacramento were also redlined. Redlining was the outlining of neighborhoods where people of color could not purchase houses outside of the redline. White affluent neighborhoods in Sacramento include Land Park, Curtis Park, River Park, East Sacramento, Greenhaven, and Folsom while neighborhoods of people of color include, Oak Park, South Sacramento, Del Paso Heights, and Meadowview.  

The reason I decided to talk about Environmental Racism in Sacramento was because I was born and raised here. It is my hometown, and I have been to school here my whole life. I grew up going swimming and partying in High School at the Sacramento River clay banks. 

As for the future of Sacramento, the city has created a bill (SB 1000) in the Planning for Healthy Communities Act. For more information click the link below and read the article!  

"When you devalue the places, people live, you are devaluing those people that live in those areas." -Jesus Hernandez

More information can be found here: (citations)

PARTS 1-4

#enviromentalracism #sacramento #redlining #ted talks #sb1000 #equity #equality #freedom #environmentaljustice #Youtube

[maypoleman1]

13th November

Stamford Bull Running

Source: The Lincolnite website

On this day the Stamford Bull Running once took place. Until this exercise in animal cruelty and danger to human life was banned in 1839, every 13th November a bull was hounded through the streets of Stamford in Lincolnshire by the bullards, drivers who risked life, limb and being covered in bull dung by eventually forcing the enraged animal off the bridge and into the River Welland where it usually drowned, before it was hauled out and butchered for a mass collective night feast. The ritual originally began, tradition has it, when William the Earl of Warren observed two rogue bulls devastating his lands and hired local butchers to chase them down, during which one of the animals stampeded through Stamford. There may be truth in this tale, but the event’s accompanying folk songs and the general orgiastic glee on display at the Stamford Bull Run, hint at a darker origin in Martinmas pagan bull sacrifice. The general feel of primitive license and excess associated with the Run was summed up by a bullard’s speech in which he insisted:

‘On this day there is no King in Stamford, we are every one of us high and mighty… a Lord Paramount, a Lord of Misrule, a King of Stamford… We are punishable for no crime but murder, and that only of our own and no other species.’

No mercy for the bull, then.

#english traditions #pagan religion #Stamford bull run #bull running #martinmas #bullards

[ultraheydudemestuff]

Chagrin Falls West Side Historic District       

West Washington St.

Chagrin Falls OH 44022

Chagrin Falls West Side Historic District is a neighborhood in Chagrin Falls, Cuyahoga County, bounded by W. Washington, Church, Maple, and Franklin Sts. The big brick house located on the southeastern corner of the junction of Washington and Walnut Streets in Chagrin Falls and the surrounding neighborhood are part of the Chagrin Falls West Side District.  The Cuyahoga Falls Historical Society has developed a walking tour of homes in the west side historic district that includes 64 W. Washington St.  This home was built in 1877 by Joseph O’Malley, a prominent builder who built many houses in the village. It is a prime example of Victorian architecture, with wings, bays, and ornate trim. It was the home of John Bullard whose wooden ware factory was across the river behind the house. Lucy Bullard left the house to the Congregational Church in 1917 for use as a parsonage. It remained under custodial care of the Church for 60 years, but was eventually sold by the Bullard heirs to a private family. The Chagrin Falls West Side Historic District was listed with the National Register of Historic Places on October 9, 1974.