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The term Keg River has been historically used within Alberta to indentify early to middle Devonian carbonate reef type structures within the Alberta Basin. Nomenclature problems were identified by Schneider (2011) with commonly interchangeable terminology that began in the 1930s, including Upper Elk Point formations such as the Winnipegosis, Keg River and Methy. Sproule (in Ells, 1932) described the Keg River from outcrops along the Clearwater River, near Fort McMurray in the 1930s. Sproule described

contour lines is used to draw the objects such as the table and Egyptians. The lines are black and thin, somewhat showing definition to the art piece. The majority of the color scheme in the positive includes neutral colors. Warm tones with tan to dark brown shades are incorporated into the skin tones of the Egyptians. The color green is also used in the artwork which complements the color

woman and a phonograph, by the artist named Robert Bean. The woman shown in this painting has short dark brown hair with a long black beautiful one shoulder dress; her skin color is very light that gives that beautiful glow. Her long black dress has a mixture of dark blue and white. She is standing with her arms semi-crossed with one hand holding a small white fan. The small fan has a design of brown flowers. She is standing sideways on the right of the canvas with a piece of light green fabric around

If I had to choose what my favorite room in my house was, I would say my bedroom. You will be placed on the south east corner of the room in front of the door. You are in a twenty foot in width by fifteen foot in length by eight foot in height room. In this essay i will describe the area of my room without using the actual names of each item. There is one door and one window within the room. In the middle of the ceiling is a white mechanism with rotating blades that helps cool the air. Each blade

"Ah...hm...Oh! There you are, Mr. Cross. A week...all ready reserved and paid for...You here for the fishing tourney they're having this weekend?" Roderick Cross stared blankly across the counter at the jovial woman. She was old, comfortable in her spot; it was the kind of woman who had worked at the same place for her whole life, and couldn't fathom doing anything else. At some point along the way, what was supposed to be a fake smile donned by those in the service industry had been replaced with

ABOUT THE COMPANY : Asea Brown Boveri (ABB), was incorporated by Ludwig Fred Holm in 1883. The earlier group of Brown, Boveri & Cie was formed by Charles Eugene Lancelot Brown and Walter Boveri who started it as a Swiss based group of electrical companies which specialized in producing electrical machines like motors, generators, steam turbines and transformers in 1891.It is headquartered at Zurich, Switzerland. ABB today is a premiere global technology company

Harris, a six foot tall elderly man stood up from the faded brown chair pointing his wrinkled index finger at every single word on the chalk board in front of me and the tired class. His greyish black mustache slowly rose from his mouth as he said the goal for the day. “Just do something!” he shouted as he pointed at the board. He always had an attitude when he was speaking to the class for some reason. His wrinkled Blue dress shirt and dark brown pants was a perfect representation of his attitude, bland

My moving adventure Cars whooshed by as I was sitting in the car with my family, my mom Laura, with dirty blond hair and brown eyes sitting in the driver 's seat and in the passenger 's seat is a tall man with brown eyes and hair with me the only one in the back seat. We were in a nice neighborhood and we finally pulled up to a big white house with a red door that pops out like being in a 1980’s movie and then stepping out to 2010. We were on south Chester St in AR. The yard was nicely mowed and

It was a dark brown house with red shutters. It was placed up on a hill so in the winter it was so difficult to pull the car in the garage. Inside, the walls were tan and mustard yellow. It was plain in the house but I didn’t expect much. It smelt like the over-done scentsy that I put in. It was called apple-butter and that’s exactly what the house smelt of. It was three stories and the basement was half finished. I painted the door a dark red and it made the whole house stick out. I remember it

I got up to get a drink of water, and a sliver of light from the basement caught my eye. Carefully, quietly, I crept down the stairs, careful that my yellow and brown horsey pajamas didn’t make that slip, slip sound they usually do on the wooden stairs. I peeked around the corner to see my dad at his big oak desk, the old wood stove purring quietly in the corner, casting a warm orange glow around him. I felt my heart swell up a bit. He was figuring; punching the keys on the calculator, shuffling