When I moved to Boston 13 years ago, I knew I had arrived somewhere special. I immediately loved the brick sidewalks and cobblestone streets in Beacon Hill. I was impressed with the massive scale of the homes in Back Bay and I enjoyed walking through the perfectly manicured Public Garden. With only superficial knowledge of Boston’s rich history and culture, I quickly became captivated by my new environment. I was fascinated by the “lavenders”, which are purple tinted glass windows in the old brownstones of Beacon Hill. initially, these windows weren’t a stylistic choice, but a mistake made by the glass manufacturer in the mid-1800s. I thought it amazing that a piece of glass could survive all these years and appreciated that it was unique
Everyone was excited to be going to Dorney Park on August 30th. We had to bring money for food and swim suits for the wild water kingdom. It was an hour and a half bus ride. On the bus we did challenges. Someone brought 4 bags of hot Cheetos so we got in to 4 teams of 2 and each team got a bag a Cheetos. These Cheetos were in the big bag and they were the puffs. We had to eat the whole bag before 5 minutes. Our hand were bright red. Tiara and I were on the same team. When five minutes was up my team lost and Asia and Danielle won. After that I took a short peaceful nap and when I woke up we were ten minutes away.
Back at home one of my family’s favorite fall traditions is carving pumpkins. I still remember the first time I got to help with carving.
I meet with will warren at lot 356 Golf Villas. His glass on his front doors has lost it seal and is cloudy. This is a grand glass door unit. Jeff with Builders First source said he cannot get this glass due to Grand has gone out of business. Jeff recommended to use the glass doctor.
Ultimately, after examining the child's location with an ultrasound, the physician informed Dax, "I have to take her for the C-section." I yowled for 10 mins. I was so dissatisfied. I attempted actually difficult! Yet she appeared magnificently. They placed her on my breast, and also I was so delighted that everyone was safe.
The agency I chose to interview was MyHouse at 300 North Willow in Wasilla, Alaska. Their mission is to provide safe shelter for homeless youth with a goal of connecting kids to a network of caring individuals and agencies able to assist them in becoming self-sufficient. They have a board of directors that meet regularly to discuss issues and where to go next with the agency.
During the 1980s-2010s, many urban conflicts which towards many formation of institutionalization of legalization the Treasure Hill urban landscaping. The many struggles of informal forces which drove the recognition of this "slum ugly" visuality, especially through e-participation, until the city government accepted it by many sectors' efforts. I will sort out the vital occasions of the events, and discovered the networking of the process on the issues. And the turning concepts which ever developed in order to tolerance the "new" landscaping among the the media winning the reckon credit of this vernacular (key) city landscape, e.g. parallel to "101" a ever been worldly highest skyscraper (2006, NY times). In 2013, the site has been registered
This is the picture of Lake Erie taken from Edgewater Park. Lake Erie is one of the biggest lake among world five big lake. Edgewater Park is lies near the downtown of the Cleveland, Ohio. Visiting this park make me always happy, because the fresh air of that place relaxed me. This picture was taken around 3pm of Sunday, the day before of my fall semester start. I was there with my cousin sister who visit me from Atlanta, Georgia. Name of my cousin is Kumari, and she is very kind and friendly. I take her to visit Edgewater Park to show her naturally beautiful attraction of Cleveland, because she also took me to the Stone Mountain while I was visiting her city, Atlanta.
I hope you are as excited as I am about taking this last class of the program. I am enrolled as Robert France but friends and family have always called me “Jeff” (from my middle name). I live in Columbus, Ohio and have been an RN for 27 years. I finally decided to go back to school a couple of years ago to earn my BSN so that I could better serve my patients. I currently do not have plans to study for an advanced degree, but since I work at the OSU Medical Center, that may be an option in the future.
My mom and I were in the airport awaiting our flight to Kentucky. It was a one hour flight and it went by quickly as I watched a movie. After we got there, we picked up our bags and rented a car. WE drove to the hotel, started unpacking, and I went to the horse park. My pony Sparkles was at the horse park. WE were tent twenty-five, it was the week before pony finals and the show that I was competing in was that week.
I walked about half a mile to Houghton Garden. As I was walking, I was reminded of how beautiful nature is. The grass was a light green and the sun was brightly shining on me. As I continued walking to the Garden, I walked past some turkeys and rabbits. They were also observing the beauty of nature. The weather was perfect. It was warm, with a slight breeze. After walking for about fifteen minutes, I finally found a bench to sit on. The bench was located on top of a small hill with a gorgeous view. The sun was shinning on my back, enhancing my view of the Garden. There were hundreds of trees surrounding me. The trees ranged from thin to thick. One of the tree’s branches had fallen and was dangling a few inches from the ground. The only thing that was keeping it from touching the ground, was that there was a
As my shaky hands gripped the wheel, I knew the ride would be unpleasant. I should've never been behind the wheel. My dad's cousin, Rudi, stayed with my family at the time. One hot, humid Wednesday he took Silvio, my brother, and I on a strenuous hike to Castlewood State Park. The all uphill hike did not feel like a walk in the park.
One thing that does not interest me anymore is going outside. I used to always love going outside but not anymore that is like the top uninterested thing i'm into rite now. When i was a kid i loved going outside, after i got older i only go outside on the daily-bases now that i'm more mature.When i get in trouble my parents make me go outside for my punishment. Outside is just not interested to me
Many families in today’s society struggle to make ends meet periodically. However, many families live at or below the poverty line and struggle to provide basic needs for themselves on a regular basis. Even though programs such as Supplemental Food Assistance Program (SNAP) and Women, Infants, Children (WIC) are in place to assist these families, most families still have a gap in the budget to provide food consistently for an entire month. Many communities have implemented community gardens to help bridge the gap. In addition to easing the financial burden of this group in the community, it has also been shown to improve overall physical and emotional health (Hale, Knapp, Barwell, Buchenau,
Gazing out of my bedroom window one night, I witnessed a breathtaking view of the yard. As if you are transferred into a fairy tale. The sky seemed like a piece of beautiful painting. The whole ambiance of the space was captivating. The fluffy clouds were dancing around the moon making the light falling on the ground to glimmer dramatically. By the passing time the cloud shift shapes into something new and exciting each time. The stone pathway led one to the exquisite marble fountain. The soft moonlight hitting the marble make it shine as white as pearls. The moonlight made everything, the flowers the tree leaves and bushes all glittered like jewels. A light breeze was making the branches dance to their own rhythm. The cool wind carrying the smell of the flowers was a reminder of a spring day. The chirping of night life added more life to the whole scenario. The soothing environment of the yard portrayed the idea of how the heaven must look like.
It's in the year 6000, the midwest region is now desert, due to global warming and continental drift. My team and I has been sent to the middle of the area. It was believed that there was once a river there, but it makes sense that it's now gone with average temperatures way above 100 degrees and very miniscule precipitation. Though this not all bad, there's plenty of discoveries to find here. In some block we found straight, pointed obelisk when a plaque. It took some time and good people to translate it. When do so believe it to say Memorial Park. Why honor those who die in battle, when the glory belongs those kill? What a strange people they were. The other different objects with the memorial, appeared to be some heavily weathered torture devices. We have no idea what to do or how operate them, but we all would love to see how they were in their prime and how they operated. That must also explain the pit also nearby, to put the bodies. Not to judge a race of people, but they have a different style to furnish parks with.