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The big mouth, the rows of sharp teeth, those small beady eyes and that menacing expression... it can mean only one thing...
It's me on holiday! I like to be a bit menacing in the hope of keeping the kids in line, although as a general rule they just ignore me and do what they like. I blame Lisa.
Anyhoo, the main achievement of my last four years on the planet has been my successful raising of a dinosaur. Toby is fluent in more than a dozen distinct dialects not used since the Jurassic and Cretaceous periods, can name a dinosaur for every letter of the alphabet, and is able to distinguish between a carcharodontosaurus and a pachycephalosaurus from a distance of half a mile. He's also the only member of this family that can pronounce them.
So what better place to take him than the Dan-Yr-Ogof National Showcaves Centre for Wales. It might not sound much like Jurassic Park, but what you don't know is that Dan-Yr-Ogof is Welsh for Dinosaur. I think. Either way, it enabled Toby to survey his kingdom like a young John Hammond...
And take the mickey out of a triceratops...
That's pretty much the only photo I have of Toby posing with a dinosaur. He was so busy studying them like a dedicated paleontologist on a field trip that he refused to waste his time by smiling for the camera. As a result, I have a lot of photos of the back of his head.
Amelie gave me no such problems...
And I was no shrinking violet either...
Let's face it, if you can't pretend to be licked by a torosaurus when you're on holiday, when can you?
Of course, dinosaurs are all very well, but if you're going to call yourself the National Showcaves Centre for Wales, you need to have a bit of underground action too. And it didn't disappoint...
The Dan-Yr-Ogof Cave and the Cathedral Cave were both excellent. If a little chilly. And wet. In the case of the Cathedral Cave, you basically have to walk through a waterfall in the dark. It was like The Great Flood of 2013 all over again. But it was all worth it, and the caves were a surprising hit with the kids. And not just on their heads from the low ceilings.
As an additional bonus, the lighting conditions really brought out the dust spots on my camera lens...
The intriguingly named Bone Cave was a bit of a disappointment, and involved the obligatory use of hard hats...
... mainly, I think, because there'd been some kind of mix-up between inches and centimetres when building the walkway up to the entrance, and they'd erected the ceiling at hobbit height. You basically have to limbo-dance your way up the hillside. Ironically, the one member of the family who would have been fine was Toby, and he decided he didn't want to go in. He must have been reading TripAdvisor, as he really didn't miss much. The other two caves were far superior.
Personally, my favourite part was the lost valley of dinosaurs, which was so lost, we almost didn't find it. It led down to a beautiful waterfall...
... and enabled us to play Where's Wally. Firstly with Lisa and Toby...
... and then with me...
We never did find Amelie.
At the gift shop, I told Toby he could have any three of the small plastic dinosaurs, so he chose three identical velociraptors on the grounds that "they hunt in packs, so I need three". They're already plotting the downfall of his stegosaurus.
Before leaving, Toby and Lisa proved their ability to blend into the background whilst hugging a brachiosaurus...
... and we made our way back to the car park, pausing briefly to chase a sheep...
Ten minutes later, Toby had fed it to the T-Rex.
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The downside of holidaying in another country is the inevitable risk of stomach problems due to the local food. I'm not the most experienced traveller, so I decided to give the laverbread a miss yesterday, and instead played it safe with a jumbo battered sausage and chips, half of Amelie's fish & chips, two large ice creams (with flakes) and two bars of chocolate. But despite my admirable caution, I felt inexplicably sick all night, and still feel a little delicate this morning. I'm putting it down to sheer bad luck.
But before being struck down by the cruel mistress of ill health, we'd actually had a nice day yesterday. We spent it on the Gower Peninsula, which I like to think of as the tongue of the Welsh pig...
That's Rhossili Bay, on the tip of that tongue. It's basically the spot where you'd get an ulcer after eating too many sweets. Or maybe that's just me.
As a location, it suffers a bit from the lack of an escalator between the car park and the beach, and ideally they'd airlift an ice cream van onto the sands, to save you the trek back up the cliff, but that aside, it's really very nice. Especially if you can persuade Lisa to carry the beach mats.
Brighton beach at this time of year looks a lot like this...
But interestingly, Rhossili Bay on the first Saturday in August seemed a lot quieter...
At least until Amelie and Toby arrived. Here's Toby shovelling sand into his mouth with a spade while Lisa tops up her skin cancer...
I tried to get Amelie to recreate a scene from Baywatch...
But whilst Toby was willing to run through the waves like David Hasselhoff, Amelie's Pamela Anderson seemed strangely distant...
On the subject of being strangely distant, Lisa and I decided to test our parenting skills by letting Amelie and Toby wander off on their own. They're in the photo below, dead centre, but invisible to the naked eye...
Although we could still hear Toby roaring. That's the furthest they've ever been from us on their own. Unless you count the time we lost Toby at the school fete. Frankly he could have been anywhere.
Anyhoo, a good time was had by all, and I decided that a deserted sandy beach is a lot better than a packed pebbly one. So why we're living in Brighton, I have no idea.
Before leaving, we just had time for Toby to model a beach mat...
And Amelie to do handstands...
Before heading back up the cliff path, for one last look at the bay...
It's a miracle there's any sand left on that beach. It feels like most of it's now in our car.
Since last putting finger to keyboard, Toby has turned four...
We've acquired a mean, dragon-slaying kitten...
And Lisa has defied the laws of physics with a pile of washing-up...
We've also sailed the seven seas and seen spectacular sights beyond anyone's imagination...
So after all of that, we needed a holiday. Which is how we've wound up here...
We're currently staying in a remote log cabin at the foot a mountain, miles from the nearest town, where the locals speak some weird, incomprehensible language. I've seen at least fifteen horror films that start this way. Although, to be fair, most deranged slashers don't keep their lawns looking this neat...
Clearly it's the grass that gets slashed on a weekly basis, not the guests. Although if we do go missing, my car registration's above. If someone could pass that on to the police, I'd be grateful.
Anyhoo, we're currently somewhere between Bryncoch and Pontardawe, just south of the Brecon Beacons in Wales. I wanted to be within easy reach of both the beacons and the Gower Peninsula, so that we could make the most of the scorching early-August temperatures by spending time on some of Britain's most beautiful beaches and spectacular mountains. So as we speak, I'm in the middle of nowhere, looking at clouds with a jumper on.
By choosing this week to go on holiday, it means we're missing this year's Brighton Pride, although I was pleased to see lots of signs on the M4 yesterday directing us towards 'Cardiff Pride'. It was heartwarming to know that different parts of the country are organising similar events at the same time. Until I realised that the signs actually said 'Cardiff P+ride' and were directing us towards a car park.
But we arrived here in good time, to views such as this...
... and a sense of peace and solitude we'd never get in Brighton. Mainly because Amelie and Toby live there. The bad news is they've followed us here too...
They're currently running with a pack of wild dogs...
... but they seem to be loving it, so we're letting them enjoy their freedom while we catch up on 'Words With Friends' and enjoy some serious art appreciation. The log cabin is decorated with some fine original artworks, which make it seem like a home from home. Although most of ours are done in felt-tip on A4 paper.
The owner of this particular property, however, clearly doesn't share this family's love of dinosaurs and mermaids, and has instead decided that the perfect picture to place on the wall of a holiday cottage that caters to families with young children is this impressive work of art...
I expect it's his wife. They have to make their own entertainment around here.
Ken and Barbie, eat your heart out...
Admittedly, Ken and Barbie have been going steady for 55 years, whereas Lisa and I have only lasted for twelve, but given that we have to cope with two kids and we don't have a camper van, I think ours is the greater achievement.
It was on 29th May 2004 that I caught Lisa off guard and in a moment of madness she agreed to call herself my girlfriend. It took another six years to take the step up to wife. The photo above was taken in March 2005, and didn't feature in the original blog post due to Lisa being less than keen on having her photo appearing on the internet. She still feels the same today, but now we're married, she no longer gets a say. And besides, I only allow her half an hour of internet use a day. On condition that she's ironed my shirts.
Anyhoo, I've clearly lost a lot of hair in the past twelve years, due mainly to these two...
I'm not saying I'd push them onto the train tracks, but they can be a little wearing at times.
Friday was the last day of our holiday, and the weather forecast was for cloud in the morning and rain all afternoon, so having woken up late to the anticipated grey skies, we decided to cancel our plans to visit the Tamar Otter and Wildlife Centre, and head into Launceston with our coats on. At which point the sun came out...
Unlike the sun, Toby refused to come out for that photo, preferring instead to re-enact The Railway Children by threatening to run onto the train tracks whilst waving his underwear on a stick.
It turned out to be a warm, sunny afternoon, which only added to the enjoyment of our wet-weather activity at the Launceston Steam Railway...
I'm not much of a trainspotter (I prefer stamp collecting), but it was a charming experience with sweet little steam trains...
... and enthusiasts who clearly love what they do...
The train runs back and forth between Launceston and New Mills through pretty countryside, a journey of around two and a half miles...
In reality, it doesn't go quite as fast as that. Which is just as well, as it actually made me feel slightly travel sick. I'm more of a Pendolino man, if the truth be told. I couldn't even plug in my iPhone.
But despite that, it was all quite enjoyable. The tickets allow you to ride all day, so having done the return journey once, we headed into Launceston town centre for a spot of lunch...
Toby was busy reading a dinosaur book he bought in a charity shop, so he missed out on the healthy, balanced meal that we provided for Amelie. It had fruit and everything.
With lunch over, I insisted that we get our money's worth by riding the rails again, this time rejecting the Toastrack carriage in favour of the Torrington & Marland...
According to the railway's website, this one "runs on bogies", so it was right up Toby's alley.
Friday evening was our last at Trewin Court, the holiday cottage we'd called home for the previous week. It was tinged with sadness, partly because our wonderful week of fun had come to an end, and we'd loved everything about the place, but mainly because we only found out on the last night that it had a freezer. The kitchen looks like this...
... so it's not until you open each wooden door that you know where everything is. The fridge and the washing machine essentially look the same. Which explains how Toby's pants ended up in the salad drawer. On arrival the previous Saturday, we'd found that one of the doors didn't open, so we assumed it was purely decorative and wasn't intended to be used. But on the Friday evening, twelve hours before departure, Amelie gave it an extra hard tug, and instead of breaking the handle as anticipated, the door swung open to reveal a full size freezer. I was gutted. I could have been eating ice cream all week.
But despite that tragedy, it was the perfect seven days. We bid a very fond farewell to Well Farm...
... and set off for home, stopping off briefly in Wiltshire to pay Big Sis a quick visit. We caught her between her nail appointment and her hair appointment, so her hands looked nice but her face was best avoided. It was nice to see her though.
So that's it. This blog's week-long resurrection is, in all probability, over for the time being, but it's been a fab week with a fab woman and our fab children. The next few months are likely to feature a few unpleasant challenges of the facial variety, but as I said to the dermatologist the week before last, "Cancer, schmancer". Well, ok, I didn't. But I wanted to. We've faced plenty of disasters over the past 12 years (not all of them child-related), and we'll get through this little setback too.
I love you, Mrs Gardner. xxx
David Attenborough, eat your heart out...
Admittedly, Sir David sat amongst a family of gorillas, whereas we just pointed at a group of meerkats and shouted "Simples!", but that doesn't mean we weren't brave. They could have kicked sand in our faces at any time.
Anyhoo, our plan for yesterday had always been to go to The Eden Project. Thursday was supposed to be the day the rain came, and being only an hour north-east of Eden, it seemed like a good opportunity for Lisa to pick me an apple in paradise while we dodged the showers in and out of the biomes.
But in the tradition of last minute changes, I looked at the blue skies outside, looked at my children's history of loving animal parks, and - most important of all - looked at the £25 ticket price of The Eden Project, and decided that a day spent looking at plants probably wasn't the best thing for my family. We've got weeds on the balcony at home, and they can look at those for free any time they like.
So we went to Newquay Zoo instead...
We visited their sister zoo in Paignton three years ago, when we looked more like this...
In those days you could just wheel Toby into frame and click the shutter button. Now it's more of a challenge, where his presence in family photos is largely down to luck, perseverance and a willingness to endure tantrums.
But the good news is that we had a lovely time at Newquay Zoo. I'd read reviews on TripAdvisor which criticised it for being small, and claimed you could see it all in an hour or two. Well, it's possible my family are just sloths, but we were still there five minutes before closing time, and I don't think we saw every animal. Although we did see a sloth. The surroundings were beautiful, the staff were friendly, and the kids loved every minute. Apart from the minute we spent looking at the otters, which Amelie told me was "boring". Mainly because she'd spotted the Tarzan Trail assault course, and was keen to move on.
Personally I loved the otters...
But my favourite animal was the lynx...
I think it's a vegetarian, but I could be wrong. I also liked the Bleeding Heart Pigeon...
It looks like it's been shot in the chest, but in reality it's suffered a far worse fate: it's been chased by Amelie and Toby...
We watched the lions being fed...
... which was fine until we found out they were eating Dartmoor Pony. That put a slightly different complexion on things. Apparently cows and pigs are too fatty, so they prefer My Little Pony.
We also posed for some delightful family portraits...
And we discovered that Amelie's the same height as a lion, while Toby's as tall as a lioness...
But the highlight of the day was feeding time. I had a bowl of cheesy chips in the café and an ice cream that was to die for, but the kids enjoyed it even more...
Those Visayan Warty Pigs are thought to be extinct in the wild, so it's the closest Toby's ever come to feeding a dinosaur.
The big mouth, the rows of sharp teeth, those smal...
The downside of holidaying in another country is t...
Since last putting finger to keyboard, Toby has tu...


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1. Enroll kid in school IT course - Java/SQL.
2. Let kid be useless on Facebook all day. Kid doesn't write a line of code unless it's for exams.
3. Realize that kid need to do a project for 12th grade (final year in school).
4. Complain loudly to everyone in the vicinity.
5. Let kid choose a project waaay above her skill level.
6. Have some other relative mention that RememberMe is a "computer waala" (computer person).
7. Ask poor RememberMe to do the kid's project.
8. Use typical family blackmail ("oh you can't have that much work, do something for your family for once").
Yeah, nope. Get lost. I don't mind teaching, but I'm not doing your work for you.
And does computer wala do her project?
It's pointless and helps nobody. The kid least of all. She has to learn how to handle projects, and she has plenty of time.
Dayum, now I don't want any younger sibling choosing Computer field.


Great Dummacks is a 663m fell in the Howgill Fells range, which sits quietly between the Lake District and the Yorkshire Dales. Its little sister, Little Dummacks, sits alongside. Both fells are a short detour from the classic Bowderdale route, but worth it if you're a peak bagger with a list to complete!
A difficult mountain bike route that takes in both the Yorkshire Dales and Cumbria. Start with a killer climb out of Sedbergh, one which takes you right to the top of The Calf at 676m (2,218ft). It's tough but once you're here you can rest assured that the rest of the route is predominantly downhill, and it starts right now with an awesome 6km (4mi) long descent of Bowderdale.
The return legs climbs again but this time nowhere near as much as earlier, you pass between Harter Fell and Knott before descending again on some cracking singletrack right the way back to Sedbergh, roughly following the River Rawthey. Look out for the wild horses that roam around this area!
As an extra bonus, try and find time to visit Cautley Spout, England's highest waterfall, as it's not far off the route but only accessible on foot.


Size 30″ x 71″ – This vase is full of orange/red glads. Each flower has curled petals and a button accent. The quilting on this wall hanging is very detailed and some metallic thread was also used. This would be a great piece of art for a office building or a sun room in your home. The flowers are on a beige background with a dark brown border.


Due to advancements in satellite tracking, the incredible migratory routes of the leatherback turtle have finally been mapped in detail — including a straight 7,563km (4,699 mile) trip from Africa to South America.
That was one of three different migration routes from the turtles' breeding colony in Gabon to the feeding grounds in the South Atlantic that the researchers were able to map.
This five-year project is the first time these routes have been mapped in detail, and provides key information about the rapid decline in the number of leatherback turtles — which is at least in part due to the fact that all the routes go through known high risk fishing zones.


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Campodea montis är en urinsektsart som beskrevs av Gardner 1914. Campodea montis ingår i släktet Campodea och familjen Campodeidae. Inga underarter finns listade.

Källor

Larvborstsvansar
montis

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The Hawking HWREG1 is a 54G repeater and so works along the same lines as the Linksys WRE54G but is about 40 percent cheaper.
Hawking Technologies makes by far the widest range of devices designed to extend the range of wireless networks, more than half a dozen at the last count.
The Hawking HWREG1 is a 54G repeater and so works along the same lines as the Linksys WRE54G but is about 40 percent cheaper. It's a cute looking 'mound' with a single antenna at the rear.
Again, the Hawking HWREG1 is designed to be set up the first time via a wired connection, after which it can be cast free and located where the signal begins to fade. It, too, can be wall mounted.
Installation was executed using the setup wizard on the install CD but, unlike the Linksys, the Hawking HWREG1 had absolutely no trouble locating the repeater on the network.
We were then able to specify the SSID of the network we wanted it to extend, and its security details, and the Hawking HWREG1 was able to connect to our Wi-Fi network and extend it.
You wind up with two Wireless SSIDs rather than one but that's the only real down side to using the Hawking HWREG1.


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Numbers Don't Lie: 71 Stories to Help Us Understand the Modern World (Unabridged)
Vaclav Smil
"There is no author whose books I look forward to more than Vaclav Smil."--Bill Gates
An essential guide to understanding how numbers reveal the true state of our world--exploring a wide range of topics including energy, the environment, technology, transportation, and food production.
Vaclav Smil's mission is to make facts matter. An environmental scientist, policy analyst, and a hugely prolific author, he is Bill Gates' go-to guy for making sense of our world. In Numbers Don't Lie, Smil answers questions such as: What's worse for the environment--your car or your phone? How much do the world's cows weigh (and what does it matter)? And what makes people happy?
From data about our societies and populations, through measures of the fuels and foods that energize them, to the impact of transportation and inventions of our modern world--and how all of this affects the planet itself--in Numbers Don't Lie, Vaclav Smil takes us on a fact-finding adventure, using surprising statistics to challenge conventional thinking. Packed with fascinating information and memorable examples, Numbers Don't Lie reveals how the US is leading a rising worldwide trend in chicken consumption, that vaccination yields the best return on investment, and why electric cars aren't as great as we think (yet). Urgent and essential, with a mix of science, history, and wit--all in bite-sized chapters on a broad range of topics--Numbers Don't Lie inspires readers to interrogate what they take to be true.
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Patrick Frater
Cinema box office in mainland China came close to record levels over the Lunar New Year period with RMB6.76 billion of gross revenue – or just fractions short of $1 billion – in a week. Chinese state...
Korea Box Office: 'The First Slam Dunk' Vies for Top Spot With 'Avatar: The Way of Water'
"Avatar: The Way of Water" enjoyed the highest box office takings in Korea over the weekend and reclaimed the top spot after falling to second place a week earlier. But Japanese animation film "The First Slam Dunk," now...
Malala Yousafzai Boards 'Stranger at the Gate,' Oscar Shortlist Film About U.S. Marine's Conversion to Islam
Nobel Peace Prize winner Malala Yousafzai has boarded the Oscar-shortlisted documentary short film "Stranger at the Gate" as executive producer. The film, which charts the surprising change of heart of a PTSD-suffering former U.S. Marine who set...
Fox Alternative Entertainment Trials 'The Masterpiece' Competition Series in Thailand
"The Masterpiece," an artistic talent competition show, took to the airwaves on Wednesday in Thailand. The Thai launch is regarded as a proof of concept or experiment that, if successful, could be rolled out as an...
China Box Office: 'Avatar: The Way of Water' Reaches $190 Million Total, Wins Fourth Weekend
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"Avatar: The Way of Water" continued its uneven box office career in mainland China with a fourth weekend at the top of the charts. The film earned $16.5 million (RMB114 million) between Friday and Sunday, according to...
Korea Box Office: 'Avatar 2' Fourth Weekend Win Gives Bright New Year Start After Industry's Patchy 2022 Recovery
South Korea's box office continued its "Avatar"-powered strong run into a fourth weekend, with overall takings exceeding $15 million during the first normal Friday to Sunday of the new year. "Avatar: The Way of Water" remained in...
Lionsgate Sets Canada Releasing Deal With Cineplex Pictures
Santa Monica-based mini-studio Lionsgate has struck a deal with Canada's Cineplex Pictures that will see Lionsgate's 2023 theatrical slate released in Canadian cinemas. The lineup spans 11 feature films over the course of the year, of which...
Local Films Drive Remarkable Hong Kong Box Office Rebound in Late 2022
A succession of locally-made hit films released in the second half of the year helped the cinema box office in Hong Kong to stage a remarkable comeback in 2022. Aggregate box office for the year was HK$1.14...


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Snowflake is a simple Chrome extension to generate unique css selectors from elements on a webpage.

#### Installation

There are plans to add this to the Chrome Web Store going forward, but in the meantime you can install by cloning this repository and follow [these instructions](https://stackoverflow.com/a/24577660/797123).

#### Usage

Click on the extension icon or use the Alt+S hotkey to toggle the UI on. Click on any element and the unique CSS selector will be copied to your clipboard.

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Galle is a city at the southwestern tip of Sri Lanka (formerly Ceylon). It was mentioned in Mahatma Letter No. 16.
More information about the city is available at Wikipedia .
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Nigeria: Civil society group want detained magazine publisher released
with COMMITTEE FOR PROTECTING JOURNALISTS
The Committee to Protect Journalists (CPJ) in Nigeria is calling for the release on bail, of a magazine publisher Yomi Olomofe who has been detained by the Police.
Olomofe, publisher of the community magazine, Prime, was detained on Thursday evening in Lagos after men he had accused of beating him in June 2015, in turn accused him of assaulting and attempting to extort money from them, the CPJ said in a statement.
Olomofe and McDominic Nkpemenyie, a correspondent for the state-funded Tide Newspaper were reportedly attacked on June 25, 2015 by more than 15 men, beaten and left unconscious while investigating allegations that customs officers at Nigeria's border town of Seme (with Benin) were involved in smuggling.
... arresting magazine publisher Yomi Olomofe for beating the men he says beat him to a pulp is nothing short of obscene. Rather than blaming the messenger, the police should energetically pursue those responsible for the crime.
According to Akin Osunsusi, lawyer for the publisher, the police are yet to arrest anyone for the attack on the journalists despite filing two separate complaints to the Lagos state Police Commissioner and Inspector General of Police on June 30, 2015 and July 1, 2015 respectively. Olomofe is said to have clearly identified his attackers including the customs officers who did not stop the attack.
In an interesting turn of events, the men identified as having attacked the journalists, in October 2015 filed a counter complaint, accusing Olomofe of assaulting them and attempting to extort money from them – an accusation the publisher has denied.
The West African representative of the CPJ, Peter Nkanga said in a statement "arresting magazine publisher Yomi Olomofe for beating the men he says beat him to a pulp is nothing short of obscene. Rather than blaming the messenger, the police should energetically pursue those responsible for the crime."
A Lagos State Criminal Investigations Department officer, named only as Aminu, contacted by the CPJ on March 8, said he had repeatedly invited the customs officers for questioning about the incident adding he has even written to the head office of the service in Abuja but "being service officers, I cannot just arrest them," he said.
The State CID according to the CPJ said it has been instructed to forward Olomofe's file to the Force Criminal Investigations Department (FCID) in Alagbon where Olomofe is held.
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Q: redirect all output in a bash script when using set -x I have a bash script that has set -x in it. Is it possible to redirect the debug prints of this script and all its output to a file? Ideally I would like to do something like this:
#!/bin/bash
set -x
(some magic command here...) > /tmp/mylog
echo "test"

and get the
+ echo test
test

output in /tmp/mylog, not in stdout.

A: This is what I've just googled and I remember myself using this some time ago...
Use exec to redirect both standard output and standard error of all commands in a script:
#!/bin/bash
logfile=$$.log
exec > $logfile 2>&1

For more redirection magic check out Advanced Bash Scripting Guide - I/O Redirection.
If you also want to see the output and debug on the terminal in addition to in the log file, see redirect COPY of stdout to log file from within bash script itself.
If you want to handle the destination of the set -x trace output independently of normal STDOUT and STDERR, see bash storing the output of set -x to log file.

A: To redirect stderr and stdout:
exec &>> $LOG_FILE_NAME

If you want to append to file. To overwrite file:
exec &> $LOG_FILE_NAME

A: In my case, the script was being called multiple times from elsewhere, and I wasn't seeing everything, so I did an append instead, and it worked:
exec 1>>FILENAME 2>&1
set -x

To avoid confusion, be sure to delete FILENAME before each run.

A: the -x output goes to stderr, so to log it do:
set -x
exec 2>/tmp/mylog

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I talk to a lot of people who say they want to write a book. Then years later, when I talk to those same people, I discover that few of them have finished the book that's been on their hearts.
Some people think writing a book is just about the writing. But there's a lot that goes into writing long before the first word is etched on paper.
This is the Prewriting Stage, and it's uncomfortable because it feels like you're walking through fog. You have an idea—a concept—but it's hazy or incomplete. Experienced writers know to linger here, letting the idea gestate and take shape.
This is the time to research your idea, to see what other books have already been written on it, and to formulate how you will present your idea with a unique angle. Some writers might want a complete outline to emerge before writing, while other writers might forge ahead with a general idea of where they're headed, knowing they'll need a few "return trips" to this brainstorming/researching phase as they go. And it's all okay.
Writing is a recursive process that involves discovery along the way.
The writing journey will always involve some degree of fog. The exciting part is when the fog lifts and your fingers race across the keys to take you as far as your vision can carry you. But when the fog returns, experienced writers know not to give up.
When you put in the work—doing the necessary research and then braving to write some unlovely words in an early draft—I've learned the fog becomes less scary over time.
Most people assume this is where books are made. But this is actually the shortest stage of them all. I wrote the bulk of Deeper Waters in five months. But the book as a whole was a full year in the making.
Lots of books are written about this stage alone—how to write words and construct sentences for a manuscript. I have lots to say about this part of the process, too, which I'll share in future posts, but one thing I learned during this stage is the importance of being intentionally selective about the words I read and the voices I listened to while writing my own book.
I spent months in research, but when it came time to sit at my computer and write a manuscript, I refrained from scrolling through social media feeds—for several months. I didn't read blogs or news articles online. I didn't even read the new books that were released during that time. I set them on a shelf and saved them for when I was done writing my book.
As I writer, I believe that what we take in, is what will come out.
So I read the Bible every morning, then I devoted my time to writing. I did choose one author—a pastor—to read during this time. Because I wanted a pastor speaking into my life spiritually while I wrote a book. Every night I read a couple chapters by this pastor. By the time I finished writing Deeper Waters, I had read seven books by this pastor. I've never met this pastor personally, but I believe God used him to shepherd me through this season of intense writing.
Writing the last word of the last chapter is momentous. But it's not the end. It's really just the beginning of another process. An editor will soon send you feedback, and it's important to listen to everything he or she has to say.
In my first completed manuscript of Deeper Waters, I wrote a chapter I really loved. My husband even said it was his favorite chapter. Then my editor said it was great, but it didn't really fit with the other chapters. And you know what? She was right. So I took it out. The whole chapter. I still love it, though, and it may become the seed of a new project. It just wasn't right for this project.
Here's the thing…you never throw away your writing.
You always want to keep the "leftovers" in a safe file somewhere. Because you never know. It could become just the thing you need at a later point in time.
Editing, of course, is a key part of the process. But this stage also becomes the point where you try to bullet proof your manuscript, not to mention your heart. Yes, it's wise to anticipate possible criticism and then strengthen those areas in your book as necessary. But that's not what I'm talking about. Bullet-proofing takes editing to another level, whereby you try to make your manuscript so perfect it couldn't possibly be criticized in any way.
But the truth is, it's not possible for any book to be entirely bullet proof. Because no book is meant for everybody—except the Bible.
And yet, a perfectionist can easily get stuck in this stage, endlessly editing, all in an effort to make it "perfect." While I was in this stage, I had to accept that absolute perfection was never my goal.
Being an author means inviting others into your inner sanctum—that place where your heart is most raw and the real you, with all its foibles, is open to be read. If an author tries to offer a book to the world while wearing a bullet proof jacket, there won't be anything there for readers to connect with.
Readers want to connect with the humanity of the author—flaws and all—not an impenetrable bullet proof version of a person.
Real writing means imperfection. Now I don't mean authors should be okay with sloppy work. Not at all. Authors must learn to live in the tension of exercising excellence in craft while also realness of soul.
When you turn in the final edited version of your manuscript, and you know it's going to the printers, that's when you have to lay down the bullet proof jacket you so desperately want to wear.
You have to accept that it is what it is, and it is what it is meant to be.
This is probably the hardest stage of all. You've spent the better part of a year working on this book in almost total isolation. But your manuscript is now in the hands of printers. You won't see it again until it arrives in a box on your doorstep, in actual book form. So it's a strange kind of waiting.
When an author is in book-purgatory, it can be unsettling because you've gotten used to being under a pressing deadline. With more time on your hands, you almost feel a little lost now that the deadline is met. So this time of book-purgatory becomes a little reprieve, except now you have to catch up on everything else in your life that had to wait while you wrote a book.
Then you must start planning how you're going to share your book with the world. As you plan for the book's release, it begins to feel more real. Until now, it's been a huge part of your private world, but it's about to go public. You may wonder how it will be received. But at this point there's only one thing you can do: Lay it on the altar. Again and again.
This is a good time to remember that writing is never about you.
Even when you're telling your story, it's still not about you. It's about God and His work in your life. And it's about the reader and the desired outcomes your book offers them.
And then…it's finally time…to welcome others into this world you've been living in for the past year.
This stage can be full of mixed emotions because you have to move from that very private, secluded space in your heart to a very open, public space.
And, of course, you know you can't do it alone.
So this becomes the most exciting—and most terrifying—of all the stages. It's exciting because you really believe in the message of your book and you want it to be life-giving to others. It's also terrifying because you know you can't really control how it's received. So you make a lot of return trips to the altar. Sometimes daily. Sometimes hourly.
The best part about releasing a book into the world isn't seeing your name on a cover; it's hearing stories from readers—stories about the parts of your book that resonated with them most.
Above all, there's a peace. Because you finished the work God called you to do.
And while there's still a lot of work to be done—in sharing with others and welcoming others in—there's a steadfastness of soul that comes from knowing you've been obedient to do what God asked you to do.
And you know you'd do it all over again.
This weekend the UPS guy placed some boxes on my doorstep.
And they're for launch team members!
I want them to have an actual book, not a PDF or electronic version.
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You can learn more about Deeper Waters HERE.


New! Updated: 2015-12-05 I like this slice of life! Of course there will be some rare moments when two tribemates will have to interact with one another! This was one of those rare times! Poor awkward Windburn! Glad Willow and he are "over" her initial growing pains!!
New! Entered: 2014-10-28 This is a wonderful addition to the healer-assisted pregnancy storyline! I really love this look at how all of it affected Willow, and her various doubts and insecurities about it. Also, the interaction between Windburn and Willow is great.
New! Entered: 2014-07-18 What an enjoyable read! I like seeing Windburn reaching out and attempting comfort, and the scene coloured through his eyes. :) Willow's response to the tea had me cracking up, so funny to have her spirit there despite physical exhaustion. And really nice to see Windburn keep on trying until he could actually help her.
New! Entered: 2012-12-13 I very much liked that this was a look at a key part of the Trio Pregnancy storyline (at one of the several unsuccessful attempts), but that it also picked up on the older storyline about Willow's powers emerging and the difficulties that she and Windburn had. It's also always interesting to see how bad Windburn is at being comforting to others. ;-) He may have other strengths as a leader, but being a comfort to his tribemates doesn't seem to be one of them, which is a good flaw to know about.
New! Entered: 2012-12-12 I really enjoyed how this fic seemed to feel like a healing of ways between Windburn & Willow, if only in my own perceptions. After the conflicts of Willow's troubles in developing her ability, it was so wonderful to see these two treating one another with respect and like fellow adults!
New! Entered: 2012-06-29 I learn more and more about Windburn for each story I read from his POV. I'll admnit to not quite having grasped how his mind works yet, since it seems a never ending shift between "chief & Now" and "elf & planning ahead", but he's fascinating none the less. As for Willow, I could almost feel her frustration and disappointent, and finally relief.
New! Entered: 2012-03-07 I liked this a lot. Seeing how the failing forced pregnancy effects Willow and her self-esteem and Windburn interacts with her. What I always loved and love about this holt is how real and convincing relationships are portrait here. The way Windburn looks at Willow and on the one hand is annoyed by her stubbornness and on the other genuinely cares about her even through he's irritated by her strikes very real to me. I loved the part where he realized that he did just pick the wrong thing to say.
Windburn really isn't good with words and he clearly was out of his comfort zone here but he tried and that warmed my heart.
New! Entered: 2012-01-27 I really enjoyed this look at Windburn and his actions when he has some time alone, and how he reacts when his alone time is interrupted. I like how he tries to ignore his irritation and help his tribemate, but you get to see a little bit of how hard it is for him. A really good story, and a good look at Windburn's personality.
New! Entered: 2012-01-04 I really enjoyed reading more about Windburn and his insecurities and flaws when it comes to interaction with his tribe members on a verbal and emphatic base.
New! Entered: 2012-01-01 I really liked seeing more about Willow's side of the forced pregnancy - in that way, I loved that the title can be interpreted in two ways: We see more about Willow in this story line that so far was rather concentrating on the threemates, and Windburn sees a different side of Willow in this. And it's always great to learn more about Windburn and his view of his tribesmates! It's clear that Willow is someone who irritates him and that he is not the best at dealing with personal issues, but he cares and tries his best.
New! Entered: 2011-12-31 I really like this story, Heidi! I think it's great to see Windburn in action, to get a better view into some of how he thinks, and to see how he genuinely cares about each member of the tribe, even the ones that sometimes irk him. I really like how he stands his ground and encourages Willow to let herself rest.


Workshop on forest products statistics for Portuguese-speaking countries. Viana do Castelo, Portugal, 9-11 October 2017.
Workshop on forest products statistics in the Caribbean. St. Augustine, Trinidad and Tobago, 12-14 April 2016.
Workshop on forest products statistics in Central America. Panama-City, Panama, 2-4 October 2012.
Proceedings of the sub-regional workshop on data collection and outlook effort for forestry in the Caribbean. Port-of-Spain, Trinidad & Tobago, 21-25 February 2000.


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Of global concern: rural livelihood dynamics and natural resource governance
K. Havnevik, T. Negash, A. Beyene
Swedish International Development Cooperation Agency (Sida)www.sida.se/
Focus themes
Livelihoods Agriculture
Livelihoods natural resource management
Environment and natural resource management
natural resource management CBNRM
Case studies of rural livelihood and natural resource governance issues
The global challenges of hunger, poverty and disease have led to an increasing focus within global initiatives - policies and strategies - on conditions and developments in rural areas in the South. The aim of this paper is to analyse and understand the rural livelihood dynamics and natural resource governance that are unfolding across continents. The authors attempts to document and analyse the complex processes and outcomes related to rural struggles for survival and improvement primarily in sub-Saharan Africa, but also in Latin America and to some extent in India and Sweden. The Swedish rural context shows that the challenges of rural development and natural resource governance are of global character.
The three themes that emerge from the findings of this paper are:
the complexity of livelihood systems, risk perceptions and responses to interventions
the crucial issue of access to and control of land
global governance creating a space for development from below.
Taken together, the three themes demonstrate that a framework for analysis of rural dynamics and natural resource management, with a bearing on governance and livelihood perspectives, add crucial understanding of the institutional, socio/economic and cultural complexities of rural areas and their interconnections with larger scales.
Producing localized commodity frontiers at the end of cheap nature: an analysis of eco‐scalar carbon fixes and their consequences
S. Schindler, J.M. Kanai / Wiley Online Library, 2018
There is no single 'great' commodity frontier whose exploitation under current socio‐technical conditions could fuel capital accumulation at the global scale. According to Jason Moore, this represents the 'end of Cheap Nature' and signals a terminal crisis for capitalism as we know it.
Making spaces for co-production: collaborative action for settlement upgrading in Harare, Zimbabwe
W. Shand / SAGE, 2018
To make co-production work as a strategy for urban development, and to establish a basis for collaborative action, states and organized communities must find a way to manage their unequal power relationship.
More educated, less mobile? Diverging trends in income and educational mobility in Chile and Peru
A. Gaentzsch, G.Z. Roman / Global Development Institute, University of Manchester, 2018
We analyse intergenerational persistence in income and education in Chile and Peru for birth cohorts of the early 1950s to 1990. Both countries have seen a structural expansion of education over this period and decreasing income inequality in recent decades.
Prospects for peace in a petro-state: Gas extraction and participation in violence in Tanzania
A. Stølan / Chr. Michelsen Institute, Norway, 2017
Significant petroleum discoveries in Tanzania have shaped the country's political discourse in recent years, with politicians promising to turn this newfound resource wealth into rapid economic growth and poverty reduction.
Petroleum populism: How new resource endowments shape voter choices
High-value natural resources can be a political "curse" when political elites use resource revenues to maintain power, subvert democratic rule, and distribute public goods to their supporters.
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