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Half Moon Window Shades

half moon window shades
    window shades
  • (window shade) an opaque window blind that can cover or uncover a window
  • (Window Shading) Any device for reducing unwanted heat gain from a window.
  • A window blind is a type of window covering which is made with slats of fabric, wood, plastic or metal that adjust by rotating from an open position to a closed position by allowing slats to overlap. A roller blind does not have slats but comprises a single piece of material.
    half moon
  • A semicircular or crescent-shaped object
  • the crescent-shaped area at the base of the human fingernail
  • Half Moon (or "Halve Maen" in Dutch) is a Pirate Ship ride at Efteling theme park in the Netherlands. Designed by Ton van de Ven and manufactured by Intamin, it opened its doors in 1982 .
  • The moon when only half of its illuminated surface is visible from the earth; the first or last quarter
  • the time at which the Moon is at first or last quarter when half its face is illuminated
  • The time when this occurs
half moon window shades - Lady Astor
Lady Astor Demi-Lune Stained Glass Window
Lady Astor Demi-Lune Stained Glass Window
The elegance of a traditional half-moon shape blends with the sparkling beauty of vibrantly colored glass to create a Victorian-inspired window that tints the sunlight with scintillating shades of amethyst, light blue and gold. Each piece of art glass in this almost-yard-long work is hand-cut, copper-foiled and individually soldered, requiring three full days to complete. Scroll bracket and chain included for hanging. This is authentic hand-crafted art glass; variations of texture and color are part of the process. 33and 1/2"Wx17"H. 8 lbs.

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I've never been able to take a photo of the moon like this before. I still had Paul's 90-300mm lens so I was thrilled to try it. It was actually quite light out, but without a tripod I needed a fast shutter speed so now it looks like this was quite late at night. I wish I still had his lens actually - the moon on Saturday night was amazing. I tried my best to get it, but I struggled really. 27th June: My Mom woke me up this morning before she went to London & gave me a huge hug. Then I went back to sleep. & aaaah it was freaking hot today. My Dad got me up with the promise for bacon for breakfast - vegetarian, of course, so I was quite happy to get up. Then he needed to run down to town to get some netting for some of the plants to grow up, & he had to go then because it closed early on a Sunday. & he needed to get some more things from Tesco. So he ended up cooking me bacon for lunch, which worked out well because I took ages to get dressed. & my Dad makes the best sandwiches. It doesn't matter what filling I choose, he always makes them way better than me. & I cannot stress how gorgeous it is when he makes me a vegetarian bacon sandwich. On a side note, it really irritates me when people say you shouldn't call it bacon if it's vegetarian - it's just a name people!! Anyway, I went out to sunbathe on the blankets for a while. I read some of The Sunday Times, & then about 20 pages of To The Lighthouse. I've already decided I don't like it. Who knows, maybe my opinion will change later on. Hugh popped home with Luke for a little while, then they went over to the AC to watch the England vs. Germany game. I moved inside & opened the doors again so that the sun could reach me, but I could move into the shade when it was just way too hot. My Dad kept me up to date with the footie - 4-1. Ouch. & things probably would have been different if the ref. had allowed that second goal by England. I just read for the afternoon (not To the Lighthouse though) until it got cooler & I went to chat to my Dad out in the garden. I had helped put up the netting earlier in the day, & now I wanted to help out with the watering. You know those people who enjoy playing with fire? Well I enjoy playing with water. It's just awesome. I started out with the watering can & did the new plants my Dad had just put down on the patio, & then the pansies, & the tub of yellow & purple flowers - I don't know what they're called. Then I got to go & water the plants on the 3rd level with the hosepipe. I think there was a row of fuchsia, & then parallel to that some little green things. I water the green things first with this drippy setting, & then used the jet on the fuchsia, but aimed at the soil, not them. I experimented with the types of spray you could get with the hosepipe, as in jet, mist, cone, flat. I planned to wait until my Dad had come back onto this layer, but still on the other side of the fence, & then aim the spray up so it went over the fence & got him. But I had my back turned & he was next to me before I could get him. & then my Dad gave me his flip-flops so I could walk on the gravel path & do the roses on the other side, so I used the jet. & there was a row of little colourful flowers in front of the roses, but their name escapes me. The hosepipe kept getting stuck on rocks though, & the flow of water would lessen so I'd have to go & unstick it. I'd aim the hosepipe up into the air then, or facing the fence, but it would either fall down on me, or hit the fence & come back at me. It wasn't awful though, it was just spray, so it was quite fun. While I was playing with the hosepipe my Dad brought my phone down & asked if I'd text Hugh (he was charging his) as we wanted to get on with our evening, but he didn't text back. After I'd finished watering the bottom level my Dad asked me to water the rose beds on the second level while he went to call Hugh. Apparently his phone was off. But I did manage to briefly get a little bit of water on my Dad until he ran back up to the top layer. I was going to advance on him, but he went & stood in front of the Garden Room doors, which he pointed out was also right in front of my laptop, so I couldn't spray him anymore. I did manage to get him while watering the new bed we have planted on the top layer though. I waited until he was turned away from me, then aimed the hosepipe up in the air but angled at him. By the time it got him I had the hosepipe facing away, though it was obviously me. I got him a few more times after that until he threatened to not let me have Chinese tonight. Hugh got home after I'd finished watering & said he'd left his phone at home. My Dad ordered take away & then I read until he went out to get it. When he got back we watched the Doctor Who finale which was lovely. & we haven't had Chinese in ages, so that was nice. With last
Village Hall, built in 1929 on land donated by Sir David Alexander Kinloch of Gilmerton. The obelisk in front of the hall is dedicated to Robert Blair (1699-1746), minister of the parish and author of the poem "The Grave", viz: While some affect the sun, and some the shade. Some flee the city, some the hermitage; Their aims as various, as the roads they take In journeying thro' life;--the task be mine, To paint the gloomy horrors of the tomb; Th' appointed place of rendezvous, where all These travellers meet.--Thy succours I implore, Eternal King! whose potent arm sustains The keys of Hell and Death.--The Grave, dread thing! Men shiver when thou'rt named: Nature appall'd Shakes off her wonted firmness.--Ah ! how dark The long-extended realms, and rueful wastes! Where nought but silence reigns, and night, dark night, Dark as was chaos, ere the infant Sun Was roll'd together, or had tried his beams Athwart the gloom profound.--The sickly taper, By glimm'ring thro' thy low-brow'd misty vaults, (Furr'd round with mouldy damps, and ropy slime) Lets fall a supernumerary horror, And only serves to make thy night more irksome. Well do I know thee by thy trusty yew, Cheerless, unsocial plant! that loves to dwell 'Midst skulls and coffins, epitaphs and worms: Where light-heel'd ghosts, and visionary shades, Beneath the wan, cold moon (as fame reports) Embodied thick, perform their mystic rounds, No other merriment, dull tree! is thine. See yonder hallow'd fane;--the pious work Of names once fam'd, now dubious or forgot, And buried midst the wreck of things which were; There lie interr'd the more illustrious dead. The wind is up:--hark! how it howls!--Methinks, 'Till now, I never heard a sound so dreary: Doors creak, and windows clap, and night's foul bird, Rook'd in the spire, screams loud; the gloomy aisles Black plaster'd, and hung round with shreds f 'scutcheons, And tatter'd coats of arms, send back the sund, Laden with heavier airs, from the low vaults, The mansions of the dead.--Rous'd from their slumbers, In grim array the grisly spectres rise, Grin horrible, and, obstinately sullen, Pass and repass, hush'd as the foot of night. Again the screech-owl shrieks--ungracious sound! I'll hear no more; it makes one's blood run chill. Quite round the pile, a row of reverend elms, (Coeval near with that) all ragged show, Long lash'd by the rude winds. Some rift half down Their branchless trunks; others so thin at top, That scarce two crows can lodge in the same tree. Strange things, the neighbours say, have happen'd here; Wild shrieks have issued from the hollow tombs; Dead men have come again, and walk'd about; And the great bell has toll'd, unrung, untouch'd. (Such tales their cheer at wake or gossipping, When it draws near to witching time of night.) Oft in the lone church yard at night I've seen, By glimpse of moonshine chequering thro' the trees, The school boy, with his satchel in his hand, Whistling aloud to bear his courage up, And lightly tripping o'er the long flat stones, (With nettles skirted, and with moss o'ergrown,) That tell in homely phrase who lie below. Sudden he starts, and hears, or thinks he hears, The sound of something purring at his heels; Full fast he flies, and dare not look behind him, 'Till, out of breath, he overtakes his fellows, Who gather round and wonder at the tale Of horrid apparition tall and ghastly, That walks at dead of night, or takes his stand O'er some new-open'd grave; and (strange to tell!) Evanishes at crowing of the cock. The new-made widow, too, I've sometimes 'spy'd, Sad sight! slow moving o'er the prostrate dead: Listless, she crawls along in doleful black, While bursts of sorrow gush from either eye, Fast falling down her now untasted cheek, Prone on the lowly grave of the dear man She drops; while busy meddling memory, In barbarous succession, musters up The past endearments of their softer hours, Tenacious of its theme. Still, still she thinks She sees him, and indulging the fond thought, Clings yet more closely to the senseless turf, Nor heeds the passenger who looks that way. Invidious Grave!--how dost thou rend in sunder Whom love has knit, and sympathy made one? A tie more stubborn far than Nature's band. Friendship! mysterious cement of the soul, Sweet'ner of life, and solder of society, I owe thee much. Thou hast deserv'd from me, Far, far beyond what I can ever pay. Oft have I prov'd the labours of thy love, And the warm efforts of the gentle heart, Anxious to please.--Oh! when my friend and I In some thick wood have wander'd heedless on, Hid from the vulgar eye, and sat us down Upon the sloping cowslip-cover'd bank, Where the pure limpid stream has slid along In grateful errors thro' the underwood, Sweet murmuring; methought the shrill-tongued thrush Mended his song of love; the sooty blackbird Mellow'd his pipe, and soften'd every note: The eglantine smell'd sweeter, and the rose Assum'd a dye more deep; whilst ev'ry flower Vied with its fel

half moon window shades
half moon window shades
Exciting Lighting AMB1003 Ambience Wireless Wall Sconce, Half Moon Stained Glass
This beautiful, battery powered Crown Round Stained Glass Ambiance Sconce features a decorative Tiffany inspired half moon with amber accent shaped shade and remote control. This unit requires no installation except to tap a nail or screw into a wall. No need for costly electricians or restoration work. Runs on 4AA batteries (included) for over 150 hours of lighting on one set of batteries. Manual On/Off switch is discreetly hidden under the sconce shade. The Crown Round Stained Glass Ambiance Sconce uses energy efficient, eco friendly long lasting LED lights that last for over 25,000 hours. This is the perfect accent light for any place in your home or office. Buy two to frame a picture, mirror, fireplace or bed. Make this Crown Round Stained Glass Ambiance Sconce a permanent addition to your home! Assembly level/degree of difficulty: Easy.