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postcard-from-the-past · 7 months

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St Sauveur church after a mess in La Rochelle, Aunis region of western France

French vintage postcard, mailed in 1908

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juliestlaurent · 4 months

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sablagedeplancherlaval · 2 years

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beautiful-belgium · 4 months

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Master of the Bruges Passion Scenes (active early 16th century)

‘The painter is called the Master of the Bruges Passion Scenes after an altarpiece showing scenes from Christ's Passion in St Sauveur, Bruges. In spite of the fact that the altarpiece includes a detail from an engraving by Dürer dated 1511, its painter has often been called the 'Bruges Master of 1500'. It was formerly ascribed to Gerard van der Meire.’ - National Gallery

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toomanybandstocare · 2 years

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{Good Times Roll, The Cars}

Program: Eddie is the type of boyfriend who will do absolutely everything for you in order to make you happy. But he's also a little shit who can't get enough of you.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x GN! Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Couple of swears, Eddie oogles reader, cheeky bum grab, lil make out if you can even call it that, Pet name (dove)

Length: 1137w

Counselor Notes: I hiked St. Sauveur in Acadia! Eddie would definitely grab your bum when he gets comfy with you in a relationship, and I couldn't stop thinking about that. Pictures below :)

Patches of hot sunlight break through the tree canopy and bake the bed of sheetrock. A concerto of Chickadees features a Mourning Dove’s solo. Twigs snap from little critters dashing to their homes and underneath your stumbling feet.

“Are you sure this is the right way, Eddie?” you pant. Beads of sweat trail down your temple and trickle onto your tongue leaving a salty taste.

“Course I do! I told you that I would handle planning this vacation,” he calls back in confidence. Eddie’s figure always somewhere in your line of sight.

An amused chuckle pushes past your dry lips while watching your boyfriend dancing between trees. This whole hike, Eddie wouldn’t share your target location, but his excitement bounces as he skips over roots and quickly scales boulder formations. He looks so at home in the lush pine forest, your woodland prince.

Turning to face you and shielding her eyes, Eddie’s throat dries at the sight of your glowing figure. Unabashedly, his eyes trail down your body following the droplets of sweat glide across your skin. He wets his lips and bites his tongue. Lost in his thoughts, Eddie can’t help but let his mind wander. How you would react if he stole a little taste.

The sudden sound of a cleared throat startles him out of his daze. His heart racing and slightly flushed, Eddie’s slightly guilty eyes meet your teasing gaze. Chuckling, he presses an apologetic peck to your cheek while uncomfortably adjusting the cooler backpack strap.

“Just up these rocks and we’re there. How about I help you up?” Eddie winks. A dramatic flourish of his arms and bow invites you to take the lead.

“Why do I get the sense that you’re up to no good, Munson,” you mumble, keeping a wary eye on him.

Eddie gasps, “How dare you question my integrity?”

“Oh, very easily,” you throw back while grasping onto the first notch in the rock, “Need I remind you of the PDA ban instilled back in Hawkins?” A searing heat hits your ankle from the jarring angle it twists.

“I don’t get the big deal,” Eddie’ voice much closer than a second ago. “If I want to show my love and affection, I should be able to. Not my fault Harrington’s hurt that he can only look but not touch”. His hands firmly grasp the back of your thigh when he notices your ankle jerk from the loose rock.

You snap your head to look back at him shooting a suspicious stare. “The hell about Steve? And, careful with those,” you warn.

A mischievous spirit hums through Eddie as he responds with his sweetheart smile, “Get your mind out of the gutter and get climbing, dove”.

Slowly turning away from Eddie’s foux-innocent look, you refocus on the boulders blocking your way.

Before you can even move your hand, two quick squeezes to your bum shoot a surprised jolt through you. A tiny squeal squeaks itself free from your lips. Whipping your head around to peer at Eddie’s crouched form, hunched in uncontrollable laughter. “You little shit,” you hiss, “This is exactly why that ban is in place around our friends!” Giggles soon tickle your chest and betray your serious glower, “Telling me to get my mind out of the gutter when you steal cheeky grabs and pulling me into closets”.

“I’m sorry,” he wheezes and raises his hands in mock surrender, “Fuck, I’m sorry”. Eddie tries to catch his breath and provide some relief to his burning lungs. Tears stream down his face mixing with sweat as he wipes his eye, “But I’m really not. I’m obsessed with you, dove. Just want to keep you in my arms all day”.

“Your sweet words reek with testosterone,” you shake your head and pull yourself further up the boulder. Fingertips searing with pain from holding onto the ledge for so long. Your knees wobble in relief from the release of pressure. So close, nearly there.

“There you go, dove. Just a little further, and then you’ll see why I suggested this hell trail,” Eddie pushes your leg up and over the top. Giddiness bubbles inside him as you reach the summit. All the late nights planning. The little bickers loading the car. All worth it for your happiness.

Awes washes over you, head to toe, while you take in the mountain top view. “Holy shit, Eddie,” you breathe out. You watch the tiny sailboats float on top of the vass ocean harbor with little wakes trailing after the motorboats. The tall pine trees frame the scenic picture and share their well hidden secret.

An arm wraps itself around your waist, a welcoming warmth tingles through you as Eddie pulls you close. His other hand presses a cool can of beer to the back of your neck. “I was really hoping you would like it after all the death valleys and ass cliff climbs we did to get here,” he mumbles into your hair. “Told ya, I knew where I was leading us,” he jokes with a final kiss to your crown. Taking your hand, Eddie walks over to the cliff side, and he shrugs off the cooler and grabs a beer for himself, putting it off to the side. With cautious ease, seats himself on the ledge and safely guides you to join his side.

As one arm secures you to his side, the other reaches for his beer. The crack of metal and hiss of carbonation already make it feel as if the temperature has dropped a few degrees. “To our first couple’s vacation,” Eddie cheers.

“And to many more to come,” you promise, clinking your can against his. Your shared laughter mixes with the refreshing reward of cheap beer.

Stealing a kiss, the savory taste of beer and his tender touch make you dizzy. Nipping at his lip, the vibration and sound of his groans cause your heart to race. You press yourself further into his embrace and relish in how he so easily pulls you closer. Pulling away, you press rapid pecks to his smiling lips. “Thank you, honey. This is amazing,” you lean your head on his shoulder, feeling how heavy his breath has slightly become.

“Anything for you, you know that,” Eddie takes another sip of beer trying to wash away the growing need beginning to burn in his stomach.

A lone drop of beer dangles from the corner of his mouth that catches your attention from the corner of your eye. As you press yourself even closer, you feel Eddie’s breath hitch. Licking away the teasing, amber droplet, you laugh darkly from how still Eddie’s become. You settle back into his hold and take in the gorgeous view while Eddie tries to remember how to function once more.

The PDA ban wasn’t just Eddie’s fault.

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novemb-r · 1 year

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Brass rubbing of the tomb of Wouter Copman, Cathedral of St. Sauveur, Bruges, Early 20th Century, Artist Unknown

#upload #brass rubbing #early 20th century #Gothic art #victorian gothic #catholic #catholic art #religous art #religious imagery

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davidnajewiczphotography · 1 year

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Cathédrale de St-Sauveur - Aix-en-Provence, France. Legend says it was built on the site of a Roman temple of Apollo.. constucted between the 5th and 18th century. Made an interesting cyanotype of this image - will have to scan it and add it to my tumblr

#cathedral #aix en provence #france #original photography #photographers on tumblr

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cdnart · 2 years

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Anne Savage; St. Sauveur des Monts, Quebec

#Anne Savage #Canadian art

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mjbr · 1 year

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Spring Sunset, St Sauveur

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adib-photography · 1 year

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St Sauveur main street #snow #stsauveur #streetphotography #quebec #Canada (at St-Sauveur, QC) https://www.instagram.com/p/CnJ-IP8uxHK/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#snow #stsauveur #streetphotography #quebec #canada

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whatdoesshedotothem · 2 years

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Tuesday 14 August 1838

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very fine morning – up for ten minutes at 4 50 and had motion and again two hours afterwards A- came to me for a minute or 2 about six – Letter dated 6th instant from SW. about 7 this morning 1 1/2p. Mrs. Machans’ offer thro’ Mr. James Holt of her coal and wanting an immediate answer as Mr. Rawson had applied for the coal - £600 by instalments of £100 per annum and £100 paid down or £700 by instalments of £50 per annum and £100 paid down – very bad hay-weather still 12DW. out on the 6th instant – on our return from Cautertz [Cauterets] last night (after our Spanish journey) joint letter direct to A- her midsummer rent account but p. 3 to me from Mr. S. Washington of the 1st instant to which reached here on Saturday last the 11th instant – merely to tell me the hay-weather was bad – the draft for the engine chimney ‘nearly driven thro’, and the works progressing, but I could like the reasons to get on a little faster’ – very busy at the Northgate hotel with jury-cases ‘to settle the value of lands taken from the Manchester and Leeds railways’ – very fine morning – very hot but not so suffocatingly hot as at Cautertz [Cauterets] yesterday morning tho’ at 9 ¼ am there F73° and at 7 35 here this morning F74 ½° - settling my things – a little while with A- breakfast at 9 – sat eating Spanish black grapes (1st time of grapes this season) and reading the newspaper till 11 – then had A- ¾ hour in my room talking over our letters from SW. – then till 12 10 wrote the above of today – feel much better this morning – a good night has in some sort corrected the terrible raspberries of yesterdays’ breakfast but I still feel the effects of my jolting hot to Jaca and back on Friday – A- is all the better for it – her journey seems to have agreed with her marvellously – sometime with A- writing to SW. – at 1 50 had just written my own letter to SW. as under ‘St. Sauveur. Hautes Pyrénées. France. Tuesday 14 August 1838. Sir – I received your letter of the 1st instant last night, and your letter of the 6th instant this morning – I shall be obliged to you to tell Mr. Holt to be so good as inform Mrs. Machan that I decline giving any answer about her coal till my return home, which will be before Xmas; but if she can make better terms with anyone else, she is quite at liberty to do so – I am sorry there has been such bad hay-weather – the ponies must, at any rate, go to Shibden hall on the last day of next month, and have a little corn, and sleep in the stable from that time, but run out during the day at first – John Booth will do the best he can for them, and must take them from green to dry meat so gradually that they will do without physic – they had best exercise themselves, and may run out for a couple of hours in the middle of the day till further orders – you were right to order a wall against the Platform towards the new-bank – the masons must not have to be waited for – I hope there is no fear of Mr. Crosslands’ doing well at the Northgate hotel – we are very glad to hear so good an account of Mrs. Walker – I am, sir, etc. etc. A. Lister’ – had just written so far of today at 2 5 when the horses came – A- determined to leave her letter unwritten out – out at 2 ¾ to Gèdre – men [met] 3 Spaniards with a mule and 2 large paniers of grapes from Barbastro – we were near the maison Cabanious – returned there – bought 7lbs. grapes at ./75 and A- and I sat in the little garden while Charles saw the grapes weighed out – sat or stood in the garden eating them and gave a bunch to the 2 guides – Charles told us how Cazos had deceived the prince de la Moscowa – had told him that I had not gone to the top – was sick on the glacier, and could not get farther than the little pic – but the guides had gone to the top – that Charles himself was sick

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annoyed – would not pay Cazos till this was cleared – either I had gone to the top or not – if I had, it should be avowed – if not, I would not pay – sent Pierre home with the grapes and at 3 35 went slowly forwards towards Luz determined that Charles should see the prince de la M- whom I wished to be so good as give it me in writing that Cazos had said I had not been at the top – the price un gentilhomme would do what was right – Pierre overtook us before Luz, and Charles went to the prince – we off from Luz at 4 (by the Barèges road) and at the village of Viey at 5 40 – went into the little church for a minute or 2 then, leaving the horses at the church yard gate, sauntered up the hill thro’ the village and sat 1/4 hour enjoyed the fine view of the entre St. Sauveur and Cautertz [Cauterets] mountains, and the beautiful look down upon Luz – off home again from the church at Viey at 6 10 – walked down the hill – Charles waiting for us at the bottom – he had seen the prince and the letter Cazos had written him to say that I had not been at the top of the highest pic – that I had only reached the lower pic – Charles explained – said that Cazos had deceived the prince but this the prince did not seem inclined to believe – saying ‘Cazos lui avait donné le laurier – le qui est fait est fait’ – and seeming .:. to take this for enough, and to be determined to support Cazos, and to be faché contre Charles? – Pretty sort of a prince de la Moscowa! the littleness of the man contrasts with the sounding greatness of the title – he declined giving it in writing that Cazos had denied my getting to the top of the highest pic – In fact, he is determined to keep the palm – the Cazos-laurier, if he can – determined not to pay the man unless he owned I had been at the top, for it was on this condition that he was to have the 20/.+ something (gave a five franc piece) on the top – settled for Charles and Pierre to take the horses tomorrow morning to the Douane at Gèdre, and then to see Cazos – get him to sign a certificate of my having been at the top, and then pay him – home at soon after 7 – the prince had told Charles there was no bottle – no! said Charles but did not a Gèdre man go to the top before you, he passing along the glacier? – the princes’ guides told Charles this – the prince denied this saying he had called the man back and he had returned – but this according to the 3 guides from Luz was not the case, for the man seeming not to understand went forwards – got to the top, and removed the bottle, at least, the bottle was not found by the prince and his party – Cazos told them that he and his brother in law had raised the pile of stone that Charles and Pierre walled up around the bottle – one of M. Flamands’ [Vilordry] wine-bottles – Queer little business – wrote as follows on an English sheet of ½ sheet note paper

‘Moi Henri Cazos de Gèdre je certifie que j’ai conduit sur le pic culminant de Vignemale la Dame Anglaise Anne Liste de Shibden-hall avez ses deux guides Jean Pierre Charles de Luz, et Jean Pierre [Sangou] de Luz le mardi sept d’Août 1838 Donnée à Gèdre ce 15 d’Août de la même année.

Témoins En présence de Signé

gave this to Charles with 20/. to be paid to Cazos on his signing the certificate – but not to be paid if he refused to sign – it was Charles’ own proposal to see Cazos at Gèdre tomorrow at the auberge in the presence of witnesses and talk over the matter over a glass of wine, and get him to own my ascent publickly [publicly] – I proposed the certificate much to Charles’ approbation – he said the prince had ‘devenu rouge, rouge’ when he assured him I had been at the top, but said he had the note of Cazos to prove he (the prince) had been the 1st – ‘Cazos lui avait donné le laurier’! – the guides and horses to be here at 3 or 4 pm tomorrow if they could – but to wait to settle the matter with Cazos if they could on which account I should be satisfied if they did not get back till night – all this took up near an hour – dinner at 8 to 9 25 – then wrote a little journal – had Josephine at 10 ½ for ¼ hour having the short hair at the back of my head cut – I feel strangely out of sorts – perpetual vertiges, and sickness very often, particularly on horseback, all but vomiting – my head heavy – myself dull – assoupie – oppressed – I cannot breath in these profondeurs – these bottoms of deep valleys never did and never will suit me – I shall be at the utmost length of my tether before we get away to opener ground – very fine day F74 ½° now at 10 3/4 pm

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postcard-from-the-past · 1 month

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St Sauveur Church of Lille burned down in 1896, French Flanders region of northern France

French vintage postcard

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juliestlaurent · 7 months

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Présentation de Julie St-Laurent, courtier immobilier hautement expérimenté et dévoué spécialisé à Mirabel. Grâce à sa connaissance approfondie du marché local, Julie offre une expertise et des conseils inégalés pour vous aider à naviguer en toute transparence dans le paysage immobilier. Que vous achetiez ou vendiez une propriété à Mirabel, le professionnalisme de Julie, son souci du détail et ses compétences exceptionnelles en négociation garantissent une transaction réussie et sans stress. Faites confiance à Julie St-Laurent pour être votre partenaire de confiance, vous offrant des solutions personnalisées adaptées à vos besoins immobiliers uniques. Pour en savoir plus visitez https://juliestlaurent.com/courtier-immobilier-mirabel/

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metmuseum · 1 year

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Route de Pierrefitte à Luz St Sauveur. 1853. Credit line: Gilman Collection, Gift of The Howard Gilman Foundation, 2005 https://www.metmuseum.org/art/collection/search/289456

#aesthetic #art #abstract art #art museum #art history #The Metropolitan Museum of Art #museum #museum photography #museum aesthetic #dark academia

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christophe76460 · 1 year

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Notre VERITABLE combat !!!n'est PAS contre la chair et le sang impur; mais CONTRE les Puissances, dominations et esprits méchants qui veulent régisser le monde au travers d'individus.

Ayant Cru et Recu Christ comme Seigneur et Sauveur en passant par la mort au travers du baptème de la repentance pour la rémission de nos péchés, notre Viel homme a ETE Revétu de Christ lui méme dans TOUTE sa Plénitude Dans la DIVINITE !!!.

Vous ne vous appartenez plus à vous méme pour mener le combat par vous méme , mais Lui en vous avec son ESPRIT se lèvera et COMBATTRA.pour vous et au travers de Vous !!!

Quand Amaleck prince des ténèbres vint combattre Israel , Moise dit à Josué de le combattre par l"épée tandis que lui sur la colline se tiendra avec Aaron et Hur pour les aider dans l'intercession.

Quand Moise élevait les mains vers le Trone de Dieu ! Josué dominait ! mais quand Moise baissait les mains ;Amaleck dominait.

Les mains de Moise étant fatiguées il s'assit sur la pierre de la promesse que Dieu COMBATTRAIT pour eux, et Aaron Sacrificateur tenait une main de Moise élevée tandis que HUR dont le Nom veut dire Celui qui tient le baton et qui frappe image du St ESPRIT du Père, Hur tenait l'autre main de Moise élevée et jusqu'au soir JOSUE fut VAINQUEUR par le tranchant de l'épée et DIEU Fut vainqueur sur Amaleck et son armée.

Car la VICTOIRE Appartient à l'ETERNEL des Armées qui combattra POUR Vous vous DONNANT le Triomphe SI !SI! SI vous élevez vos mains vers le Sanctuaire de DIEU votre PERE devant son Trone qui est le Propiciatoire ou le Sang de l'alliance y est déposé par son Fils VOTRE frère et l'ESPRIT SAINT.

Tout et Accompli ce n'est PAS votre combat c'est celui d'ELOHIM qui vous ASSURE la Victoire.Demeurez en Lui seul !!!AMEN

Le méme Amaleck vous combattra et mordra la poussière si vous élevez les yeux et les mains vers celui qui vous a fait la promesse de le combattre par l"Epée de l'Esprit de Christ.

Celui qui vous combat TOMBERA sous votre Pouvoir et ne pourra tenir devant vous car Christ votre VIE Parraitra.

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the-deeds-to-shibden · 2 years

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Saturday 27 June 1840

[up at] 3 50/..

[to bed at] 11 1/2

incurred a cross last night thinking of π [Mariana] all the things given out by 4 40/.. and I ready at 4 3/4 fine morning Reaumur 16 1/2° and Fahrenheit 68 1/4 at 4 50/.. a.m. Off from Suramskaia (Suram) at 5 7/.. at 5 34/.. good road left to Akhaltsikh and good village and a little farther (right) very picturesque old castle on fine high jet of rock and good village at its foot – at 6 village and old castle and soon about 10 minutes commence the ascent and pass of the low, beautiful wooded range of hill that separates Georgia from Imeretia – winding not very steep road thro’ forest – Ann and I alight at 6 16/.. having come perhaps 200 yards up hill – at 6 1/2 at top of a flat or plateau – all sides beautifully wooded – beech, aspens, a few Pinus Sylvestris on top of hill, and mixed, but not many, with the other wood – the road lined with the white cluster-flowering red berried maple-leafed large shrub I know not at home that grew near the great leaning elm – and with rhododendron ponticum (the 1st time I have seen it in these parts) – and with oak and beech and hornbeam in abundance – very beautiful – and elm, and honesuckle, (and wild pear and apricot trees) and hazels and luxuriant common laurel (1st time), and privet – the 2 last and the rhododendron honeysuckle, and hazel forming the beautiful thick underwood fringe on each side the road – the rhododendron not exceeding 3 or at most 4 feet high – none like the 5 and 6 feet talked of by colonel Broussiloff – got into the carriage again at 6 55/.. – walked 2 or 3 little bits afterwards and from 8 5/.. to 8 20/.. down and up and down hill, and here the fine gorge opens out a little – elder and privet in flower – alder near the stream and seringa studded with its pretty snow-white flowers – did not observe exactly where the stream began – 2 or 3 feet wide at 1st and not more than 4 to 6 feet wide for a long while – probably we had it on beginning the actual descent – no stream before 6 55/.. – but probably we had it soon afterwards – at 7 or soon afterwards – It was 9 before we got down to the river with a little bit of selvage on the other side therefor a little bit of opening – at the neat little station house Molitskii post at 9 1/4 the 1st station in Imerétie – charming drive from Suram here – fine wooded worthy-of-Pyrenees gorge – a bridge that we crossed 1/2 hour ago or more over deep ravine plunging into our gorge and wooded above and below, reminded me of the devil’s bridge over the ravine that plunges into the gorge 1/2 way between Pierrefitte and St. Sauveur – very fine day – sun hot – the nicest tidiest, cleanest coolest, neatly-estraded room I have seen in the Russian dominions except the one at . . . . going to Baku – breakfast – each one saucer of cold boiled rice and figs in 1/4 hour and most excellent water till 9 40/.. – the clear beautiful little river running close below at the back of the house – Off from Molitskii post at 9 55/.. beautiful wooded gorge, and still our river that we have had from the top (from 2 or 3 feet wide to now 4 or 5 yards I write this last sentence now at Koutaïs Monday 29 June at 4 10/.. p.m.) – at 10 50/.. bridge over our river and nice stream from little branch valley from the left joins it – by and by another glen and stream and fine old ruin of castle high on point of rock right – one more stream and little lateral valley afterwards – at 12 20/.. at Begiugorskii /Belogorskii/ – nice little station house – one large room and one smaller opening into it both neat and clean and divanned as at Molitskii post – could sleep here quite as well as there – still in the gorge – merely bits of green pasture at the river side now and then – many carts with large outres of wine and horses with packages – beautiful little partly wooded partly cultivated basin-valley in which our station house stands – at the last station and here little necessary at the back across the open court-like space it is a clean table-like bench over a wooden tub and I did a tolerable big job very comfortably – Off from here (Begiurgorskii) at 12 55/.. – from this pretty little basin the valley becomes rather wider tho’ still narrow and beautiful – I had stopt the carriage once or twice the last stage for a single strawberry or 2 that the passersby had left ungathered and this stage I got out several times – once or twice when the wheel was locked, and watched the rock and hill side (left) (the river generally close below us left the 1st 2 stages, and afterwards right) the river now right, and gathered perhaps in all a dozen or 20 strawberries a few plants, but overcome by the luxuriance of brambles and other vegetation – I had walked perhaps 10 minutes or 1/4 hour at 2 when passed thro’ a lot of 33 Georgians (one soldier with them) at work cutting down the hill side left (reddish, marlyish soil with a few stones) and throwing it down the steep (right) into the river to widen the road – we had passed men at work on the road, 2 or 3 times before, early in the morning, on the Imeretien side – at 3 1/2, in the now nice broadish stream (river) still close below us right, a man or 2 setting a stick-fence across the whole breadth for catching salmon or what? desperately hot now at 3 1/2 – at 4 5/.. another basin valley and picturesque ivy-covered old ruined castle almost hid in ivy and creepers – at 4 25/.. leave our river for 1/4 hour and turn (left) up hill shrubbed with rhododendron mixed with much bracken fern and oak etc. but no rhododendron high (5 or 6 feet) as colonel Broussiloff spoke of – a low shrub here not more than 2 or 3 feet high at most – a pretty small leafed St. John’s wort in flower and very pretty on the rocks today close along our road and all along today – the large white convolvulus flower common as a creeper and beautifully relieving the dark green foliage of laurel etc. etc. – 1/2 hour from last station 1st notice a little box and holly – At 4 40/60 down at our river again and alight and cross it on a rade fixed on 3 long small boats – our carriage and 3 horses on the rade at 4 46/.. – beautiful view upwards and downwards – the whole of this stage very beautiful – one of the most drives I have ever seen in my life – first 1/2 narrow, wooded, deep, rock gorge – 2nd 1/2 narrow wooded branchy valley the road often a corniche cut out of the rock, and the narrow river filling the whole of the bottom – ferryed over by rope and pulley in 5 minutes! – beautiful clear water and excellent – tasted it – George and Domna and the teleaga and 3 horses came over after us – the station house about a couple hundred yards from the ferry – arrived at 5 – capital place – divanned and cool and 2 nice rooms – might have had strawberries gathered and perhaps fish – might have had a comfortable meal and good night – breakfasted at Simonskii, and dined at Koutaïs – but Ann preferred going forwards –

[written on] Wednesday 1 July a nice civil woman brought us a plate of strawberries but old gathered and not good – however, ate them and gave her a 30 kopeck silver piece – she looked and I fancied seemed to want more – called George – Domna came – explained – she said the woman had asked if she was to have all that! yes! not for the strawberries 3 times more than they were worth, but for her civility etc. then asked for a little milk, and she brought me a small glass of yellow boiled milk which I drank and afterwards ate a cold hard-boiled egg – off at 6 – cross one branch of stream at 7 1/4 and then the other (50 or 60 yards from the 1st) and over both at 7 20/.. and then 4 versts from our next station (Simonskii) – after and from Kvirilskii the valley widens to 2 or 3 versts and afterwards to perhaps 6 or 7 versts wide wooded and cultivated – and beautiful – at Simonskii at 7 47/.. – 2 rooms divanned as at the 3 last stations but like an oven, and not neat and tidy looking as before – told Ann to give George the silver ruble for the 2 Cossacks and 2 abasses for the 2 drivers – threw myself down upon one of the divans and slept till tea (dinner) at 9 10/.. – left a cool comfortable station house, and nice civil woman, and at an hour when one could enjoy something to eat, for this stewy place, and a meal at this hour when I can enjoy nothing but am thirsty to death – very fine day – to be off at 6 in the morning – why? why all this harrass for nothing? Reaumur 19 1/2°and Fahrenheit 76° on the floor by my mattress-side (at my bedside) now at 11 1/2 p.m.

Anne’s marginal notes:

trees and shrubs

the stream.

beautiful stage.

WYAS pages: SH:7/ML/E/24/0136 SH:7/ML/E/24/0137

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