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Forest fire in Spain threatens renowned national park

BARCELONA, Spain — A forest fire in southern Spain forced the evacuation of at least 1,000 people and threatened a national park famous for its biodiversity and endangered species, authorities said Sunday.

The fire started on Saturday night on Spain’s southern coast, then advanced east to reach the Donana Nature Reserve, one of the country’s most important wildlife sanctuaries and a UNESCO World Heritage site since 1994.

“The fire has entered in the limits of the reserve, and that is where we are focusing our efforts,” Jose Gregorio Fiscal Lopez from the regional Andalusian authority in charge of the environment told Spanish national television.

The reserve protects over 107,000 hectares (264,403 acres) considered of extreme ecological value for their mix of ecosystems, including wetlands, dunes and woods. It is a key stop for migratory birds home to a variety of animals, including about a fifth of the 400 remaining Iberian lynxes.

Ecologists who work in the park are concerned that the fire could wipe out some of the area’s prized species and terrain.

“We are worried because the impact could be huge,” Carlos Molina, an ornithologist who works inside the reserve, told The Associated Press by phone from his home nearby.

“Donana is probably one of the most important areas for birds in all of Europe, and we just happen to be in a nesting season for several species,” Molina said.

While Molina said the reserve’s endangered Iberian imperial eagle should not be in danger, the area in immediate threat from the fire is territory for the extremely endangered lynx.

Juan Sanchez, director of the Andalucia’s forest fire prevention unit, said the fight was “in its critical phase” due to strong winds whipping up the flames.

“Right now the fire is developing how we expected. The wind is shifting, gaining strength, which is normal as we get to the afternoon,” Sanchez said. “We are managing it, but a change in the direction of the wind could alter the situation.”

Susana Diaz, the regional president of Andalusia, said no people have died in the blaze and “there’s no risk to the population” after about 1,000 were evacuated from campsites and houses near the town of Moguer, where the fire started on Saturday night.

Diaz said fighting the fire was proving difficult due to hot, dry weather, with temperatures reaching 39 degrees Celsius (102 degrees Fahrenheit), and shifting winds. Over 550 firefighters, soldiers and police officers supported by 21 air units were combating the blaze Sunday.

“It’s still very early, but we are not ruling out the human factor” as a possible cause of the fire, said Diaz.

Spain’s interior minister, Juan Ignacio Zoido, said from a control post near the fire that since “we are taking special measures, even though the wind is pushing the fire toward (the reserve) to keep the damage to a minimum.”

The fire comes a week after wildfires killed 64 people in neighbouring Portugal, which like Spain is suffering from a lack of rain and high temperatures.

Joseph Wilson, The Associated Press

The Hood Chapter Nine

Title: The Hood
Author: @geekruminations and @truth-renowned
Fandoms: Agent Carter and Robin Hood
Rating: Teen and Up
: 9/?
Relationship: Peggy Carter/Daniel Sousa
Summary: Peggy Carter returns to her ancestral home after the Crusades, only to discover her family lands have been seized and England is being ruled by a ruthless princess. Peggy enlists the help of a band of peasants and her childhood friend to fight the princess and a corrupt sheriff’s wife.
Notes: Thanks to @lillianmmalter for her amazing beta services!


Peggy heard a noise as she neared her childhood hideout. She hid behind a tree and watched as a man slowly approached, looking around furtively. It only took a moment for Peggy to recognize the man for who he was. She stepped out behind the tree.

“Daniel?” She said softly.

Daniel turned around and Peggy gasped. It looked as if he had taken a beating and a harsh one at that.

“What happened?”

Daniel tried to shrug but ended up wincing instead.

“After my meeting with Princess Whitney, I had an encounter with Sir Chadwick and his men,” Daniel said, as he slowly shuffled towards Peggy.

Peggy reached out to touch him but recoiled at hearing the Princess’s name.

“So you met with Princess Whitney then?”

“Yes,” Daniel replied. “But nothing happened, I promise.”

Peggy looked at him skeptically.

“I swear,” Daniel said fervently.  "I am telling the truth. I was there to find out what is going on. Peggy, you are in grave danger.“

"Really, I…”

“There is to be a faire tomorrow. I’m sure you know. The archery contest is a trap. They intend to arrest you on the spot. You cannot go.”

“A trap?” Peggy asked, pausing for a moment before squaring her shoulders. “I am going anyway. And don’t worry, I have a plan. The villagers are going to be with me as well and that money could help them….”

“You are a fool, Margaret Carter,” Daniel replied. “You will not get the money. They will arrest you and kill you. I cannot let that happen.”

“And what are you going to do, Daniel? Fight me?”

“If I must,” Daniel said, resolutely.

Peggy huffed.

“You are in no condition for anything,” she said. “Except dallying with your Princess, no doubt.”

“Nothing happened!” Daniel insisted. Peggy watched as he hobbled towards her. She wanted to reach out and help him but she clenched her fists instead.

“And why should it matter to you?” Daniel continued.

Peggy found herself getting flustered.

"You are my friend, Daniel, that is why and I…”

“Enough,” Daniel said. “Tell the truth. It is because you care.”

Peggy’s face flushed with anger and embarrassment.

“You have no right to tell me how I feel,” she stated, trying to regain control over her emotions. And yet her heart was pounding and her palms sweaty. He did have no right to tell her how she was supposed to feel but if she admitted it to herself, deep down, he was right.

She did care.

And that was dangerous indeed.

"Perhaps I do not,” Daniel stated, pulling Peggy out of her thoughts. “But I can tell you this. Do not go to the archery contest, Peggy.”

“Give me a good reason why not,” she said defiantly.

“Because if you were hurt or killed, my heart would cease to beat,” Daniel replied.

She felt her heart thump as if it were going to fall out of her chest and tears pricked her eyes. The gravity of what he said sunk in and for a moment she could not say anything at all, she was so overwhelmed.

“Daniel…” she said feebly.

“Do you now understand, Peggy? I had not meant to expose myself so bluntly but you have to know.”

Daniel took another step towards her and soon they were inches away from each other.  Peggy was breathing heavily and she noticed that Daniel was too.  Whether it was from the argument or something else, she did not know.

But she knew one thing. She had to ask what was most pressing on her mind.

“Why?” She said softly.

Daniel looked confused and Peggy took a steadying breath and began to explain.

“Why did you then dally with the Princess?” she asked. “If you had these feelings, Daniel, then why…” Her voice trailed off as she could not say what had bothered her so deeply.

“You went off to the Crusades!” Daniel said, his voice rising. “You could have been dead. I had no choice if I wanted to save my family. And when you returned, you did not seem to care. But I know you, Peggy. I know your heart. Our last encounter proved that.”

Peggy felt anger bubble up inside her.

“You know nothing of my heart,” she spat out.

She was expecting Daniel to argue back. That was  what they did after all, but instead he did something unexpected. He reached up and brushed a loose curl away from her face. His fingertips brushed her skin and she felt an odd flip flopping in her stomach.

He was looking at her now with…the only word she could think of was adoration.

“Let me prove that I know your heart,” Daniel said.

She stared at him confusedly.

“How?” she asked. “There is no way to prove th-”

She was cut off by Daniel’s lips pressed against hers.

He was kissing her!

He was kissing her and she was kissing him back and she felt a wash of pleasure go through her. He tugged her close and she let him, relishing for a moment or two the way his hand rested on his waist, the way his lips slanted over hers, the mere closeness of the two of them together.

Then reason broke through and Peggy pushed him away, turning to face their childhood fort.

A wave of emotion went through her and she felt as if she had to steady herself. She could not do this, would not do this. She had a job to do and she couldn’t get distracted. And yet she could not stop her heart from racing.

“You should not take liberties,” she said shakily, her back to him so that he could not see her unraveled.

“And you should not be so reckless,” Daniel replied. “Going to this faire tomorrow is a bad idea-”

Peggy whipped around, feeling anger surge through her.

“And so thou kissed me to make me not go?” she asked, her voice rising.

“No,” Daniel replied.  "I kissed you because I wanted to. I kissed you because I lo-“

"NO,” Peggy shouted. If she could, she would have clapped her hands over her ears to drown out his words.  "I do not have time for this frivolity. I have work to do.“

"And that is all that matters?” Daniel asked.

Peggy nodded. “Yes. I thank you for your concern, Daniel but I can handle this on my own.”

“Of course you can,” Daniel said. The bitterness in his voice took her aback for a moment.

“You are Peggy Carter. You can handle anything. But I wonder, Peggy…”

“What?” She asked sharply as she squeezed her hands into fists, her fingernails digging into the flesh as if that mere action would help calm her.

“I wonder if someday you will realize you do not have to be alone.”

She had no answer to that. So instead she went over to the fort and grabbed her extra arrows and walked into the forest. She did not care the direction she was going, she just had to leave. It was better this way.

Hot tears slipped down her cheeks and she stumbled along, moving faster and faster until she was running, far away from Daniel. When she was sure he was not following, she slumped against a nearby tree to catch her breath.

She tried to push away the myriad of thoughts in her head, but she could not stop them. And so she leaned against the tree and thought of Daniel, of their anger towards each other, of how he was trying to protect her and most of all, how she felt when he had held her close.

She had a job to do and yet she knew, deep down, that she was using it as a means not to face her feelings head on.

The look on Daniel’s face was one she would not forget and she doubted that even friendship would exist between them now. And it was that thought that made her feel defeated.

  Oh god, what have I done?


Jack stood nervously in the anteroom next to the  throne room. He was waiting for the Princess to see him.  This was the moment he had been looking forward to. No doubt the Princess would give him the title once he told her the identity of the Hood.

 You would do that to Peggy?  

The stray thought popped into his head and he shook his head as if to get rid of it. He had to look out for himself. He was the one who did not have the title that was so rightly his. With the title, his life would be secure. He would gain access to the land that belonged to him as it did his father before him. He would not be a ragged peasant any more.

And yet…

They were not all bad. Dum Dum was nice and Angie was a curious creature and Peggy….

He refused to let his thoughts be taken over by Peggy. After all, she did this to herself. She brought upon this curse by her silly deeds.

He had never known anyone like her. So brave, so fearless, so…

Jack shook his head again but the thoughts kept coming.

Because if he were to be honest with himself, he would admit that the elusive Peggy Carter had caught his eye.

She would look at him with disdain now.

He felt a pang in his heart as he realized the villagers, those people that he would perhaps consider his friends, would be in worse shape if Peggy was not around.

And as for Peggy herself, they could not do much to her. She was a woman after all. She would escape with her life and he would be better off. The Princess would not harm her, would she? It was possible but…no. Even the Princess was not that cruel. Peggy would be locked up no doubt but her life would be spared.

  Or they would burn her at the stake like a witch…

Jack pushed that thought away. They would not do that. Not to Peggy. She would be safe.

 Or so you think…

Jack shook his head as if to rid himself from the thoughts. He knew, deep down, that he was convincing himself that Peggy was going to be alright when most likely she wouldn’t be.

But he had to think of himself. His father always said that being charitable or kind was good but not to the detriment of your own self interest. You had to take care of yourself first.

But Peggy will be hurt or killed and it will be your fau….  

His musings were interrupted by the door opening. A steward gestured and Jack walked forward into the throne room where Princess Whitney sat on the throne, looking regal.  She gestured for Jack to step forward.

“You have information?”

Jack nodded. He ignored the lump in his throat.

“Yes, but it is very valuable. I must ask…I must ask for the return of my title.”

“Oh you and that title. How interesting. You crave it so much and others do not care for it.”

Jack did not know what she meant by that.

Princess Whitney nodded in assent, a sly smile on her face.

“Tell me,” she demanded.

“The Hood is going to be at the faire on the morrow and will participate in the archery contest,” Jack said hastily.

“I knew that already,” Princess Whitney replied, sounding bored.

“The villagers know it is a trap. They are going to try to cause a diversion and..”

“My peasants dare rebel against me?” Princess Whitney nearly shouted.

“Tis the Hood you see…the villagers are all riled up…”

“Tell me you have brought me more news than this,” Princess Whitney said. “These mere trifles are nothing to me.”


Jack paused for a moment, wondering if he should continue. Peggy’s face, her smile, briefly flashed in his mind but he pushed it away. He had to do what was best for him.

“I know who the Hood is.”

Princess Whitney leaned forward in her chair, an evil smile gracing her lips.

“Pray tell.”

“Tis… Peggy Carter.”

Princess Whitney let out a bark of laughter.

“Peggy Carter? You mean she is the one? Dressing up like scum and stealing my gold!” Princess Whitney’s voice got louder and louder until she was shouting.

All Jack could do was nod.

“Hmm…” Princess Whitney said, as she grew immediately calm. “I wonder…”

“You wonder what, milady?” Jack asked.

“I wonder what her head is going to look like on the pike,” Princess Whitney replied, the evil smile returning.

“What?” Jack said, shocked.

“I’ve never killed a woman before,” Princess Whitney stated. “But in this case, I think I will do it myself.”

The blood drained out of Jack’s face.

He did not think that the Princess would do that. He handed over Peggy and for what?

The title.

Silence filled the throne room until Jack finally spoke up.

“Princess? About my title?”

The princess laughed then, a throated cackle that made Jack’s blood run cold.

It was in that moment he knew.

He was never going to get his title back.

“I am not in the habit of giving titles to peasants,” the Princess said. “And you are clearly one of them now. But thank you so much for this information. You have been of great value to me.”

Princess Whitney stood up and sauntered towards him.

“A token of my affection,” she purred.

Jack looked down at her palm. A mere Florian rested there.

“Well? Do you not accept this generous offer from your Princess?”

Jack nodded numbly and took the coin.

“Be gone,” Princess Whitney said, flitting her hand.

Jack turned and dragged his feet out of the room.

It was not until he left the castle and was on the outskirts of the forest, that he finally bent over and threw up the contents of his stomach.

All the while, one thought ran through his head, over and over again, never ceasing.

 Oh god, what have I done?



brightness of the night sky in a built-up area as a result of light pollution 

 After a grueling three-year journey of over 150,000 miles traveled and 3,000,000 pictures taken, renowned timelapse filmmakers Harun Mehmedinovic and Gavin Heffernan are proud to introduce SKYGLOW; a hardcover photo book and timelapse video series exploring North America’s remaining magnificent night skies and the grave threat of light pollution to our fragile environment. SKYGLOW explores the history and mythology of celestial observation, the proliferation of electrical outdoor lighting that spurred the rise of the phenomena known as “skyglow,” and the Dark Sky Movement that’s fighting to reclaim the night skies.

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Frank Lloyd Wright at 150: Unpacking the Archive

June 12–October 1, 2017 The Museum of Modern Art

Frank Lloyd Wright was one of the most prolific and renowned architects of the 20th century, a radical designer and intellectual who embraced new technologies and materials, pioneered do-it-yourself construction systems as well as avant-garde experimentation, and advanced original theories with regards to nature, urban planning, and social politics. Marking the 150th anniversary of the American architect’s birth on June 8, 1867, MoMA presents Frank Lloyd Wright at 150: Unpacking the Archive, a major exhibition that critically engages his multifaceted practice. 

The exhibition comprises approximately 450 works made from the 1890s through the 1950s, including architectural drawings, models, building fragments, films, television broadcasts, print media, furniture, tableware, textiles, paintings, photographs, and scrapbooks, along with a number of works that have rarely or never been publicly exhibited. Structured as an anthology rather than a comprehensive, monographic presentation of Wright’s work, the exhibition is divided into 12 sections, each of which investigates a key object or cluster of objects from the Frank Lloyd Wright Foundation Archives, interpreting and contextualizing it, and juxtaposing it with other works from the Archives, from MoMA, or from outside collections. The exhibition seeks to open up Wright’s work to critical inquiry and debate, and to introduce experts and general audiences alike to new angles and interpretations of this extraordinary architect.

Happy 150th Birthday FLW!

Google doodle honours architect Zaha Hadid

Zaha Hadid was one of Britain’s most renowned architects, known for her modern designs, which often were formed from a single curve of concrete.

Today, Dame Zaha’s legacy is being honoured with a Google Doodle. This is because on the 30 May 2004 she became the first woman to win the coveted Pritzker Architecture Prize.

Here are just a few of some her best-known buildings:

London 2012 Aquatics Centre, UK

Credit: George Rex/Wikimedia commons

Heydar Aliyev Center, Azerbaijan

Credit: Iwan Baan

MAXXII Museum, Rome, Italy 

Credit: Iwan Baan 

Guangzhou Opera House, China

Credit: Iwan Baan


Do not scorn pity that is the gift of a gentle heart, Eowyn! But I do not offer you my pity. For you are a lady high and valiant and have yourself won renown that shall not be forgotten; and you are a lady beautiful, I deem, beyond even the words of the Elven-tongue to tell. And I love you. Once I pitied your sorrow. But now, were you sorrowless, without fear or any lack, were you the blissful Queen of Gondor, still I would love you. Eowyn, do you not love me?

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ZHA Unbuilt 

During the London Festival of Architecture 2017, Zaha Hadid Gallery opens its doors to showcase ‘ZHA Unbuilt’, a series of exhibitions featuring a selection of the practice’s unrealized designs. from never-before-seen tower renders to intricate stadia models, the gallery illustratesZaha Hadid Architect’s continuous design investigation, which is devoted to experimentation and evolution. Almost like a timeline of growth, the installation highlights the progression of their renowned design agenda of parametricism, as well as its adaption across differently scaled projects. this collective and comprehensive approach considers intuition, spatial sensibility, material finishes and myriad parameters as core drivers of their style.

I still remember the backlash after Kings Rising came out and people who had not heard of captive prince read the first three pages and decried it as ‘fetishising slavery’ and the newest short story features the protagonists who are sickeningly in love going undercover to eliminate the illegal remnants of the now-outlawed slave trade

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Between Us And Infinity

Originally posted by theseoks

Genre: Angst/fluff || soulmate!au / street performer!tae

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Length: 35.7k

Summary: Place two strangers together and give them seven days to fall in love, and they will be soulmates for the rest of eternity, otherwise, neither of the two will come to love anyone ever again; The Seven Days Countdown has always been an old wives tale to you and nothing more, but all of that changes once you meet Kim Taehyung in the midst of a crowd of thousands. From then on, your life is thrown into a race against time, not only on a mission to beat the clock in falling in love with the renowned heartthrob, but also on a quest to make him fall in love with you.

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Museum Photographs by Thomas Struth

Thomas Struth is one of the most critically acclaimed contemporary photographers of our time. He is renowned for his black and white photographs of cities such as Düsseldorf and New York, as well as his family portraits. The artist who lives in Dusseldorf acquired his inspiration for his series of Museum Photographs while he was residing in Naples and Rome, where he discovered that there was a connection between paintings of art and religion and how these paintings connect audiences to their spirituality.

In his series, Struth photographed the art and the visitors viewing it, as well as the viewer observing other audiences. As such, with the many layers of observation, Struth’s intention was to assess the museum’s control of their audience and the criteria that each museum has for exhibiting pieces in the way that it does. The purpose behind the Museum Photographs was to remind people that the iconic subjects of his photographs were once just unfamiliar paintings done by ordinary individuals.

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