The site where archaeologists are excavating a ancient tomb in Amphipolis, northern Greece. Photograph: Alexandros Michailidis/AP, Reuters/The Guardian, Tuesday 12 August 2014
The Guardian’s article on an imminent entry into a giant Macedonian tomb coincides both geographically and chronologically to the rule of Alexander the Great. The Greek government announced yesterday that the frescoes and sphinx excavated in front of the tomb date to 325 – 300 BC. If the interior of the structure has yet to be looted yet, archeologists are likely to find a wondrous sight. I imagine the television SWAT teams (NatGeo, Discovery, etc.) are laying siege to archeological site at the moment. The scale of the already revealed complex suggests it was built for somebody of super-high importance. I am not sure if the tomb existed as a Mausoleum (above ground structure), but in any case, Alexander would have been very familiar with the (original) mausoleum at Halicarnassus and may have wanted a similar legacy. Perhaps it was intended for his father Phillip II, whose successor was responsible for the previous ruler’s burial (Fun fact: According to one historic thread – the king’s vengeful assassin had been raped by the King’s pals). Alexander the Great died in Babylon 323 BC and his body snatched while on route to Macedon. His sacrophagus subsequently made its way to the Egyptian city of Alexandria, where it eventually got picked apart over the course of time. Was this complex built in anticipation to Alexander the Great’s final resting place in Macedon?
Had I been living in my house 60 years ago, I might have seen this streetcar rumbling a few meters from the house. Now it operates in San Francisco among a fleet of vintage streetcars from various US cities.
photo by Jay Galvin * * * https://www.flickr.com/photos/jaygalvin/Will DC’s new streetcars have any vintage models?
Seeing it in SF, I had to wonder if DC’s new streetcars will also have a vintage model? Can we get a repatriation?
I’ve had my eye on this swelling tomato for the past month until yesterday. As soon as the fruit began to blush, a squirrel half devoured it. I placed the evidence alongside a squirrel that I trapped later in the day (above).
In spite of a protective chicken wire cage surrounding the tomato plants, some of the little critters have managed to dig below the wire fence.
And this morning a squirell opened up the bird cage on the porch and grabbed the food bowl. Maybe it’s time to get into falconry. These two apparently did nothing about the breach.
When using the live trap, I use to ride the squirrels on my bike across the bridge where I would release them. Since summer, policy has changed.
Below a culprit in Egyptian-style trial.
Lawn deer as flotsam on Potomac shore.
Girl campers on the opposite bank.
Daring Tyson to climb into a fox den, the dare is promptly called off after he attempts entry.
Camp this year includes watching the World Cup in the tiki hut. The camp itinerary is adjusted for the USA vs. Germany match.
Rock scrambling at Carderock
Mox reaches a difficult-to-access blackberry bearing fruit. A change of pace from the plentiful raspberry bushes.
Archeocamp poster boy, Willie!
Dam-building 101, outdoor classroom
Hunger Games competition
Crystal mining along the banks of the Potomac River.
The first day billed as Cave Day started with the little known caves of Palisades.
No. 10 diving in:
Tyson finds a baby terrapin turtle.
Dragonfly gets clingy with Willie.
Thomas’ war club (as seen above and below) is used on the Doritos seeking rat at Camp HQ (after hours).
Since my grape harvest fruits early in July, the hot temps compromise the ph/sugar balance, so I’m trying to encourage a late fruiting in September by removing grapes now. I also hope to throw off the birds that are already circling and squabbling in the vineyard. I put Max to work in the vineyard picking grapes and crushing them to make Verjuice/Verjus, the juice of unripened grapes. It produces a wickedly tart juice that’s an ingredient in various dishes. I made a decent salad dressing with the juice and am pickling onions and grape leaves in it. The pickling experiments, I imagine, have long odds since I’ve never heard of verjus pickles.
This past weekend was spent watching the World Cup in the new Tiki Hut. Streaming Univision’s feed, it’s the closest I could get to a beach resort somewhere in Latin America.