EAGLES RUG. RUG 

Eagles Rug. Carpet Right Swansea. Steppenwolf Carpet Ride.



Eagles Rug





eagles rug






    eagles
  • (eagle) (golf) a score of two strokes under par on a hole

  • Play (a hole) in two strokes under par

  • (eagle) any of various large keen-sighted diurnal birds of prey noted for their broad wings and strong soaring flight

  • (eagle) shoot two strokes under par; "She eagled the hole"





    rug
  • A small carpet woven in a pattern of colors, typically by hand in a traditional style

  • A thick woolen coverlet or wrap, used esp. when traveling

  • floor covering consisting of a piece of thick heavy fabric (usually with nap or pile)

  • A floor covering of shaggy or woven material, typically not extending over the entire floor

  • Rhug (normally Y Rug in Welsh; sometimes given the antiquarian spelling Rug) is a township in the parish of Corwen, Denbighshire, Wales, formerly in the old cantref of Edeirnion and later a part of Merionethshire, two miles from CorwenRug Chapel and ten miles north east of Bala.

  • A rug (UK), blanket(Equine and other livestock, US), or coat (canine and other companion animals, US) is a covering or garment made by humans to protect their pets from the elements, as in a horse rug or dog coat.











A date w/ a geek 03: In my continuing series of observations on the opposite sex I have to point out the "Winter on the top, summer with the feet" approach to Sarah's attire. You think THIS is weird,




A date w/ a geek 03: In my continuing series of observations on the opposite sex I have to point out the "Winter on the top, summer with the feet" approach to Sarah's attire.  You think THIS is weird,





Sarah really likes decorating for Christmas. This was shot back in 05, so the decoration hadn't accumulated like they have today. And yes... for all the people who've sent me flickr mail, she did know she was barefoot. Either Christmas wasn't cold that year or she's just out of her mind. In Houston, either one is possible.











home office (and my co-worker Willy)




home office (and my co-worker Willy)





The dining room is now my office
Saarinen tulip table (calacatta); Eames DCW Chairs (santos palisander); Vintage Knoll Credenza (rosewood/carrara); flor felt rug









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ECHO CARPET. CARPET 

Echo carpet. Nylon printed carpet. Celebrity red carpet



Echo Carpet





echo carpet






    carpet
  • A thick or soft expanse or layer of something

  • form a carpet-like cover (over)

  • A large rug, typically an oriental one

  • A floor or stair covering made from thick woven fabric, typically shaped to fit a particular room

  • rug: floor covering consisting of a piece of thick heavy fabric (usually with nap or pile)

  • cover completely, as if with a carpet; "flowers carpeted the meadows"





    echo
  • Have a continued significance or influence

  • the repetition of a sound resulting from reflection of the sound waves; "she could hear echoes of her own footsteps"

  • (of a sound) Be repeated or reverberate after the original sound has stopped

  • (of a place) Resound with or reflect back a sound or sounds

  • repeat: to say again or imitate; "followers echoing the cries of their leaders"

  • (Greek mythology) a nymph who was spurned by Narcissus and pined away until only her voice remained











IMG 20110616 170727




IMG 20110616 170727





Keeping with the spirit of the $1,600 car that can do/haul anything, I converted the Echo into a station wagon. I removed roughly 20 lbs of rear seats, bolts, brackets, LATCH system, and seatbelts for more room inside and less weight. I suppose it's a "shaggin' wagon" now thanks to the big piece of vintage shag carpet that I found on Craigslist and cut-to-fit.

I imagine that the resale value has gone negative at this point.











Echoes




Echoes





Kostroma, Russia
my grandparents' dacha (Russian summer home)
this carpet was hand-woven by my great-grandma Anya :)









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FREE RUGS. FREE 

FREE RUGS. RUGS IN SYDNEY. HOUSTON TEXAS CARPET CLEANING



Free Rugs





free rugs






    free
  • grant freedom to; free from confinement

  • Without cost or payment

  • loose: without restraint; "cows in India are running loose"

  • able to act at will; not hampered; not under compulsion or restraint; "free enterprise"; "a free port"; "a free country"; "I have an hour free"; "free will"; "free of racism"; "feel free to stay as long as you wish"; "a free choice"

  • With the sheets eased





    rugs
  • A small carpet woven in a pattern of colors, typically by hand in a traditional style

  • (Rug (animal covering)) A rug (UK), blanket(Equine and other livestock, US), or coat (canine and other companion animals, US) is a covering or garment made by humans to protect their pets from the elements, as in a horse rug or dog coat.

  • (Rug) Rhug (normally Y Rug in Welsh; sometimes given the antiquarian spelling Rug) is a township in the parish of Corwen, Denbighshire, Wales, formerly in the old cantref of Edeirnion and later a part of Merionethshire, two miles from CorwenRug Chapel and ten miles north east of Bala.

  • A thick woolen coverlet or wrap, used esp. when traveling

  • A floor covering of shaggy or woven material, typically not extending over the entire floor

  • (rug) floor covering consisting of a piece of thick heavy fabric (usually with nap or pile)











Gift Rug 091224




Gift Rug 091224





I have just put on the carpet which is the same as the newest sofa cushions as free.
bring this to your home if you wish.;P

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yacchan Clip, shimako Bade

*Y's HOUSE* [ HOUSE and FURNITURE SHOP ]
slurl.com/secondlife/dEVOL/131/103/24











Mug Rug




Mug Rug





my very first mug rug! My design that I've been playing around with on the backs of envelopes and on scratch paper. I was pretty pleases with how it turned out. Sent it to my daughter at college.









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GET PAINT OFF CARPET. GET PAINT 

GET PAINT OFF CARPET. THE RUG SHOP DIRECT.



Get Paint Off Carpet





get paint off carpet






    carpet
  • A floor or stair covering made from thick woven fabric, typically shaped to fit a particular room

  • rug: floor covering consisting of a piece of thick heavy fabric (usually with nap or pile)

  • form a carpet-like cover (over)

  • A large rug, typically an oriental one

  • A thick or soft expanse or layer of something

  • cover completely, as if with a carpet; "flowers carpeted the meadows"





    paint
  • A colored substance that is spread over a surface and dries to leave a thin decorative or protective coating

  • Cosmetic makeup

  • make a painting; "he painted all day in the garden"; "He painted a painting of the garden"

  • An act of covering something with paint

  • a substance used as a coating to protect or decorate a surface (especially a mixture of pigment suspended in a liquid); dries to form a hard coating; "artists use `paint' and `pigment' interchangeably"

  • apply paint to; coat with paint; "We painted the rooms yellow"











i got an electric guitar (365-109)




i got an electric guitar (365-109)





Day 109 of 365: a year in songs and photos
Song: Weezer, Garage

(I had to put a border on this because the white bled off the page)

I cleaned my son's room out today, in preparation for painting and putting in a new carpet. Have you ever really been into the depths of a 15 year old boy's room? My god. There were things in there I haven't seen in three years. I found CDs I thought I lost, half my towels, notebooks from three grades ago and....stuff. Unidentifiable stuff. A bag with Christmas candy he got two years ago. Clothes he hasn't fit into since his growth spurt last year. Everything he said he couldn't find when he needed them. And...I found my Legend of Zelda for Gamecube. The special edition with four games on it that he swears he never borrowed from me. Just for that, I'm keeping the four unused gift cards I found under his bed.

This photo is of two of his five guitars. They are hanging on his wall. On the left is a Gibson knock off that he took apart, put back together, took apart, tweaked, took apart, etc. On the right is his current guitar of choice, a Fender Strat.

You think photography is an expensive hobby? The worth of the guitar stuff I collected from his room - two pods, effects, pedal board, three more guitars, a bag full of sundry parts, 19 tab books, an amp, three pickups and two cases - could feed a third world country for a week.

He promises he'll pay me back when he's famous. I just want him to keep his damn room clean.












Patty - Living Art




Patty - Living Art





About 2 years ago i came up with this idea for a shoot. I was never really happy how it came out. I decided I would like to take another crack at it. I originally wanted my friend lola to do the shoot but she backed out but recommended her friend patty who lived in las vegas. Patty was coming down for the week so it worked out perfectly. Since I no longer have my apartment and the space to shoot we had to rent a hotel room. The room was pretty pricey but there was plenty of room and alot of privacy. We made quite a mess doing the shoot and even got a ton on the carpet. Lucky for me the paint washed off pretty easily. Patty really opened up half way during the shoot and we were able to get some amazing images. Even though the hotel room was super expensive it was worth it.

strobist: sb-800 in a foldable softbox 1/2 power. sb-600 in a bounce back umbrella 1/2 power. triggered with nikon cls.









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HOW THICK IS CARPET - IS CARPET 

HOW THICK IS CARPET - PERSIAN RUG GUIDE - KARASTAN RUGS.COM



How Thick Is Carpet





how thick is carpet






    carpet
  • rug: floor covering consisting of a piece of thick heavy fabric (usually with nap or pile)

  • cover completely, as if with a carpet; "flowers carpeted the meadows"

  • A floor or stair covering made from thick woven fabric, typically shaped to fit a particular room

  • A large rug, typically an oriental one

  • form a carpet-like cover (over)

  • A thick or soft expanse or layer of something





    thick
  • midst: the location of something surrounded by other things; "in the midst of the crowd"

  • In or with deep, dense, or heavy mass

  • thickly: with a thick consistency; "the blood was flowing thick"

  • having component parts closely crowded together; "a compact shopping center"; "a dense population"; "thick crowds"; "a thick forest"; "thick hair"











how thick is carpet - Lion Brand




Lion Brand Yarn 640-502B Wool-Ease Thick & Quick Yarn, Mesquite


Lion Brand Yarn 640-502B Wool-Ease Thick & Quick Yarn, Mesquite



Wool-Ease Thick and Quick is the super bulky member of the Wool-Ease family; Perfect for extra warm sweaters, jackets, vests, slippers and hats; It's an ideal beginner yarn; Solids, Heathers, Twists: 80-Percent Acrylic, 20-Percent Wool; Oatmeal, Barley, Grey Marble, Wheat: 86-Percent Acrylic, 10-Percent Wool, 4-Percent Rayon; It has the feel, warmth and softness of wool with the easy care of acrylic; Machine wash; Initial water temperature should not exceed 40C or 105F; Dry Clean, any solvent; No bleach product may be used; A machine dryer may be regularly used at the hottest available temperature setting; Item may not be smoothed or finished with an iron; Weight Category: 6 Super Bulky: Bulky, Roving Yarn; 6-Ounce (170 g), 106 yd (97 m); Each skein measures approximately 8-1/2 by 3-3/4 by 3-3/4-Inch










83% (9)





crossing




crossing





From a recent journalling moment....

For days we hiked at the base of a valley, carved by receded glaciers and filled with turquoise lakes, thick with evergreens, and stretching into a maze of cirques and hidden swaths of alpine meadows. Every glance in every direction seemed to yield a stunning view. Vibrant arrays of wildflowers carpeted the valley floor and looking down, the photographer in me was tempted to capture bright speckles of purples, yellows, and reds that filled the green meadows. Waterfalls were common, often in unexpected places. We would round each bend without knowing what sight would unfold before us and when greeted by the surprise of a 100 foot fall of pounding glacial water, we would pause for lunch and photos. We would sit, sometimes in silence, soaking in this unique environment. Jagged peaks would meet the horizon like perfectly aligned puzzle pieces and I couldn't help remaining amazed that, day after day, no matter where I looked, one foot away, one hundred feet away, or thousands of feet into the distance, I was greeted by sensational reminders that I was no longer within my element.

But I do not want to try to recreate that on film. I can't imagine that it would be possible. With words or images, I can't even come close. The place speaks for itself. And to see it, listen to it, or feel it as it truly is, one has to go there. But the temptation to try and capture something here was strong. Ultimately, I know that I could shoot my digital camera in just about any direction and something of interest was sure to burn it's way onto my sd card. But that isn't why I like to take pictures.

I've said before that my favorite place to shoot is my home town of Portland. I love looking over the streams of local photographers and seeing remnants of the city that I wander through every day. The shots that make me smile are the ones that capture something in a way that I would never have seen. I feel like I am looking, not only at a section of my home town, but at a photographers vision. A vision that isn't my own. So when a contact posts a section of a concrete wall, with a broken window, and I realize that I know the location but hadn't ever stopped to appreciate that particular element of it, well, that makes me smile.

I like to think about the conversations that I have with my cameras. Not to personify (but I suppose I do), but there is a tremendous difference between a $40 piece of plastic from Hong Kong, a cheap TLR from Russia, and a small wooden box with a hole. All can accept the same visible elements but generate dramatically different results. The film I choose joins in the conversation, adding or subtracting contrast, vibrance, or color. As I learn more about each camera, and each type of film, I learn more about how each instrument will enter into the conversation. But I don't think I will ever know the results of the conversations until I see the final image, often weeks later.

And hiking through Glacier, these things that I love about photography remain true. I love the conversations. I love the way that each instrument will decide, with some input on my part as well, what elements to extract from a given scene. There is no such thing as capturing reality on film. It's been said before, but photography never tells “the truth” about a subject. I can't capture the scene that I see stretched in front of me. And quite frankly, I don't want to. I can see it just fine without the camera. If I am going to trip the shutter, then I want to bring an interpretation into the image. It doesn't have to be unique, but it has to be something about my own experience in this place.











Conflicting Colors




Conflicting Colors





One Saturday afternoon, I decided to stop by a forest by my house. I have been meaning to venture in for a while but never made the time.

I parked my car and started forth on a wide path covered with scattered leaves. Tall, towering birch and oak trees stood surrounding me, their leaves the most vibrant yellows and soft greens. It was pretty close to perfect. All I needed was a walking stick and I was on my way through Middle Earth.

A few more yards into my journey, a pile of large logs presented themselves, and after looking them over, I found a nice, sturdy one with the least amount of moss and fungi. I pressed it into the ground, balanced my weight to test it out, and, when I found it satisfactory, carried myself across and continued on my way.

A tiny hill took me past the outskirts of the woods, and there I became covered in color. Sunlight gleamed through the canopy, casting prisms of rays through the burning leaves. Wind rustled through the forest, sending many leaves flying around me. I watched them dance to the ground, carpeting the path even thicker. This truly is God’s glory, I thought. Better yet, this is God Himself. I wandered into the cluster of this creation, winding through twists and admiring the fairy-like element. But I was so preoccupied with the beauty before me I hadn’t noticed the path taking a sharper incline and narrowing to only a few feet in width.

I came to a woods divided and realized I could see the street just down below, engines purring and racing by. The trees were less dressed, some barely holding a leaf to their branch. How quickly my beautiful elven woods had turned to a place I hardly recognized!

Isn’t this true of our faith, as well? Our eyes catch something golden and we make our way towards it, admiring the fleeting pleasures until we’re so deep in the woods of the world nothing looks familiar. We are drawn in to a camouflage beauty that stimulates for a while, until the true desires of our heart are emptied, dangling by one small string. How easy it is to walk deeper into the unknown and stray from God’s love!

I’m standing where the path cuts in two. Time passes. The shadows grow longer and I yearn for the calmness and beauty of my woods. But how do I get there? Do I continue as I was and hope I make a loop around? Or do I try the new path, the one leading back into the thickness of the trees and listen for the part inside of me that knows when I am getting close again? All I know is that the day is waning like the speckled leaves plummeting to the earth, and the deeper I get, the more surrounded in similar trails I am.

My eyes draw up and see the sun, peeking between the trees. Though it’s low, it still shimmers, still guides the trail before my feet.

Somehow, this comforts me, and I step with certainty and continue on my way.









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