#Anne Appleby

[hoggleswart]

prompt:    oh,  i  did  it  wrong? for:    closed  to  moira  graves.    (  @hopcflowered  ) location:    the  appleby  autumnfest.

＂  there’s  a  right  way  to  pumpkin  carve?  ＂  the  question  sounds  rational  enough  to  her,  but  slow  glance  around  at  the  other  attendees  participating  has  her  wondering  otherwise.  their  commitment  shows  in  furrowed  brows  and  when  she  accidentally  makes  eye  contact  with  one,  they  lean  away    /    turn  their  pumpkin  to  shield  it  from  view,  as  if  their  neighbour  might  steal  their  design.  it  sure  is  a  sight  to  behold.  damn,  some  people  took  their  autumn  festivities  to  a  whole  new  level.  their  artistic  designs  make  her  own  jagged  lines  and  messy  gut  -  scooping  look  like  child’s  play,  which    (  in  her  defence  )    it  was;  marco  sat  beside  her  with  a  sharpie  to  doodle  whatever  he  liked  onto  orange  rind.  ＂  i  sit  corrected.  i  think  we  might  both  be  doing  this  wrong.  ＂  forehead  leans  into  sticky  hand  and  she  turns  back  to  moira,  nose  wrinkled  slightly,  voice  lowering  as  not  to  upset  the  hard  -  workers  around  them.  ＂  i  vote  we  steal  one  of  theirs.    —-    snatch  and  run.  i  bet  they’d  never  catch  us.  ＂      

[whencyclopedia]

Youth of George Washington

The youth of George Washington (1732-1799), the first President of the United States, remains the least understood chapter of his life, shrouded in folklore and myths. Yet the experiences of his youth, and the bond he felt toward his older half-brother Lawrence, shaped the man he was to become and helped put him on the path toward revolution and the presidency.

Young George Washington with His Father

John C. McRae after G. G. White (Public Domain)

This article examines what is known about the lineage and youth of George Washington, from the first time his great-grandfather set foot on the shores of Virginia in 1657 until George's own coming of age in 1753, a year before the shots fired at the Battle of Fort Necessity changed the trajectory of his own life and, it can be argued, of world history.

Tall, strong, and somewhat physically awkward, the young George Washington grew up on a plantation just outside of Fredericksburg, Virginia, and moved to Mount Vernon as his brother's ward shortly after the death of their father. He became a land surveyor at the age of 16, measuring over 60,000 acres of land along the unmapped western frontier of Virginia. When Lawrence contracted a fatal case of tuberculosis, George accompanied him to Barbados, the only time he ever left the boundaries of the future United States; while there, he had a short but painful bout with smallpox, and for the first time came face to face with the military might of Great Britain. He had experienced much by his 21st birthday in 1753, although nothing could have prepared him for what was still to come.

Family & Parentage

The story of the Washington family in Virginia begins with a shipwreck. On 28 February 1657, the merchant vessel Seahorse of London ran aground on the shoals of the Potomac River during a storm; laden with precious tobacco, the ship had just embarked on its return voyage to England. Among its crew was a young Englishman named John Washington (b. 1633), who had taken to a life at sea after his father, an Anglican rector, had had his properties confiscated for his support of the Royalists during the English Civil Wars (1642-1651). As the crewmen went to work repairing the Seahorse of London, John Washington befriended several locals including Anne Pope, the daughter of a wealthy Maryland planter. It was perhaps out of love for Anne – or perhaps because he spied more opportunity in America than on the open seas – that induced John to stay behind after the crewmen sailed the repaired vessel back to England. John Washington married Anne Pope in late 1658, with the marriage ultimately producing five children.

Before his death in August 1677, John Washington made quite an impression on his adoptive home of Virginia. He had purchased or inherited upwards of 5,000 acres of land, upon which tobacco was planted and harvested by both enslaved Africans and white indentured servants. John's eldest son, Lawrence (b. 1659) was therefore left with a decent inheritance and was perfectly poised to enter public service. Before the age of 25, he served as both the Justice of the Peace and in the House of Burgesses, cementing the place of the Washington family among the colony's landed gentry. Around 1686, he married Mildred Warner, the daughter of the Speaker of the House of Burgesses, with whom he would have three children: John (1692-1746), Augustine (1694-1743), and Mildred (1698-1747). Lawrence died an early death in 1698, after which his widow remarried to an English merchant, George Gale, and moved her children to Whitehaven, England, before she died in 1701. Gale took care of the orphaned Washington children, enrolling the boys in the nearby grammar school at Appleby.

Augustine Washington, the middle child of Lawrence and Mildred, returned to Virginia sometime before he came of age in 1715 to claim his inheritance. Called 'Gus' by family and friends, he was tall, blond, and muscular, and was said to have been as gentle as he was strong. Upon his 21st birthday, he inherited 1,000 acres of land as well as six enslaved people; his marriage to Jane Butler that same year added another 1,700 acres to his already considerable amount of property. The couple settled on Gus' main plot of land at Pope's Creek in Westmoreland County, Virginia, where construction soon began on a home called Wakefield. It was here that Jane gave birth to three surviving children: Lawrence (1718-1752), Augustine, Jr. (1720-1762), and Jane (1722-1735).

Wakefield House at Pope's Creek, Virginia

Benson J. Lossing & William Barritt (Public Domain)

Like his own father, Augustine entered public life, serving as Justice of the Peace and sheriff for Westmoreland County. He also continued buying up properties, including a tract of land near Accokeek Creek, 8 miles (13 km) northeast of Fredericksburg. It was on this land that rich deposits of iron were discovered in the late 1720s; looking to capitalize on this, Augustine began negotiating with the Principio Company, an association of British ironmasters and merchants, to construct an ironworks on the land. In 1729, Augustine went to England to finalize negotiations with his new business partners only to discover upon his return that his wife Jane had died. Distraught though he was, it was not customary for Virginian widowers to stay single for long, and, on 6 March 1731, Augustine Washington was remarried to 23-year-old Mary Ball.

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[sporadiceagleheart]

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[hoggleswart]

the  warmth  in  her  smile  is,  for  once,  genuine  rather  than  strained.  there’s  nothing  quite  like  the  innocence  of  children,  bright    &    alight  with  excitement  over  the  mundane,  to  remind  roshana  some  good  still  existed  in  the  world.  the  way  they  found  unadulterated  joy  in  the  simplest  of  activity  was  truly  a  wonder  and  smile  only  softens  further  when  her  own  boy  squeezes  his  mother’s  hand  to  tug  them  both  closer  for  a  better  view.  ＂  it  sounds  like  we  have  a  new  apple  -  bobbing  champion  among  us.  ＂  her  gaze  shifts  from  a  dancing  basil  to  moira.  it’s  nice  to  see  her  here,  relaxed  and  laughing,  enjoying  time  with  family.  these  were  far  better  circumstances  than  being  trapped  in  the  confinements  of  st.  mungo’s  not  too  long  ago.  normal,  for  lack  of  a  better  word.  ＂  whatever  you  do,  don’t  tell  my  eldest  two.  i  watched  them  spend  hours  splashing  around  earlier.  i  thought  they’d  drown  before  they  admitted  defeat.  thankfully,  that  wasn’t  the  case,  but  i  have  a  feeling  they’ll  be  sulking  about  it  for  a  while.  ＂

𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: appleby autumnfest, apple bobbing station. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒: open to all ( @startertms ) !!

any excuse to let basil set free all of the energy in his bones was a good one for moira, it meant she would have an easier bedtime routine - not to say basil was tough to put to sleep, but most nights were spent listening to the same list of bug facts that have now been engrained into moira's mind. she counts down with the stall owner as basil bounces excitedly at the wooden barrel, red and green spheres bobbing up and down inside. "go go go, bas!" clapping enthusiastically, her son's face split wide into a mixture of anticipation and excitement before he began his tirade on the unsuspecting fruits - it took everything in her to not snort with her laughter. basil was both careful and reckless in his movements, teeth gnashing like a wild animal as his mother held her stomach from the joyful giggles spilling from parted lips; it was when the teeth connected with a shiny, red apple that they softened. the six year old jumped up with wide eyes, covered in water and arms held in the air with triumph. he had done it. the stall owner ruffled basil's damp curls at his win. "well done, buddy!" moira grinned, watching as his arms begin to bounce in time with dancing feet, "you've put us all to shame."

[periodoakantiques]

THIS WONDERFUL TABLE IS FROM THE GREAT HALL OF APPLEBY CASTLE , WESTMORELAND. SEAT OF LADY ANNE CLIFFORD. SEE IMAGE ATTACHED. THIS TABLE IS COMPLETELY ORIGINAL, IT HAS A FIVE SIDED TOP WITH ORIGINAL HINGES, AN ORIGINAL SLIDE OUT LEG PULLS OUT TO SUPPORT THE EXTENDING LEAF. WITH A CUPBOARD UNDER WITH ORIGINAL HINGES AND HANDLE, THE WHOLE WAIST GADROON CARVED TO ALL SIDES, STANDING ON TURNED LEGS WITH A POT SHELF BELOW.

Visit us at: https://www.periodoakantiques.co.uk/antique-tables/a-rare-mid-17th-century-english-oak-folding-credence-table-appleby-castle-circa-1630-2-stockno-1727/

[thedudleywomen]

Mother and Daughter: Margaret Russell, Countess of Cumberland, and Lady Anne Clifford

Margaret Russell, Countess of Cumberland, and her daughter Lady Anne Clifford, shared a deep love and close bond throughout their lives. Anne, named after Margaret's eldest sister, the Countess of Warwick, was the only surviving child from her marriage to George Clifford, 3rd Earl of Cumberland, born in Jan 1590.

The marriage to the young Earl, whilst arranged by their families, had once been one of great mutual affection, with George referring to her as 'Sweet Meg' and "my Dear Love". Over the years however, the couple grew apart, with reports of extravagance, arrogance and infidelity on his part. Legally separating in 1601, mother and daughter grew increasingly estranged from the Earl, who was still obliged to financially support them. Following his premature death in 1605, Anne was cruelly excluded from her father's will, leading to a 44-year legal battle to claim her rightful inheritance, initially supported by Margaret.

Following her husband's death, and the accession of James I, Margaret moved North, locating to Brougham Castle, near Penrith, whilst Anne remained in London and Kent, marrying in 1609. The pair kept in close communication, and saw each other regularly, with Margaret visiting London for the birth of her first grandchild in 1614.

Anne last visited her mother at Brougham in Mar 1616, documenting her journey and visit in her diary. Years later, she commissioned 'The Countess Pillar', at the gateway to Brougham, where she had last bid farewell to her "Beloved Mother". Margaret fell ill shortly after Anne's departure, and died on 24 May 1616, without ever seeing her daughter again.

When Anne died 60 years later, in Mar 1676, her final request was granted: she was interred at St Lawrence's Church, Appleby-in-Westmorland, reunited with her mother, who had also been buried there.

[wahwealth]

Young People (1940) | Shirley Temple (last child star film) | Jack Oakie...

The movie, Young People, was Shirley Temple's last movie as a child star.  It is still a great movie, in fact, Film Daily wrote, "Shirley Temple's latest and last offering for 20th-Century Fox is loaded with entertainment and finds the youngster as appealing and attractive as ever,:  This is the full length film in origina. technicolor.   Movie CAST Shirley Temple as Wendy Ballantine Jack Oakie as Joe Ballentine Charlotte Greenwood as Kit Ballentine Arleen Whelan as Judith George Montgomery as Mike Shea Kathleen Howard as Hester Appleby Minor Watson as Dakin Frank Swann as Fred Willard Frank Sully as Jeb Mae Marsh as Maria Liggett Sarah Edwards as Mrs Stinchfield Irving Bacon as Otis Charles Haltin as Moderator Arthur Aylesworth as Doorman Olin Howard as Station Manager Harry Tyler as Dave Darryl Hickman as Tommy Shirley Mills as Mary Ann Diane Fisher as Susie Bobby Anderson as Jerry Dakin You are invited to join the channel so that Mr. P can notify you when new videos are uploaded, https://www.youtube.com/@nrpsmovieclassics

[galerie3]

Anne Appleby, Swaney's Meadow, ca.1999

[snowshoe1980]

Anne Appleby - Oregon Grape

[luthierlady]

09/05/2023 Papa

Since I was old enough to read, Papa has been putting books into my hands.

Once when I was about 12, he found me reading some sort of mediocre adventure novel and, nodding, disappeared into his study. He came back with Le Morte D’Arthur and handed it to me silently, and I read it and reread it in my usual way, until I was using the detached cover as a bookmark.

When I was younger it was Sir Gawain and the Green Knight. Later on it was Old Man And The Sea.

In high school, he brought me my first Shakespeare play. It was one of the histories, but I can’t recall which! He knew I wanted action. I swarmed over that whole section of his library and read my way through the rest of the plays on my own.

That led to a funny anecdote about my (maternal) grandfather!

This was the New England side of my family (Papa is Italian). On my mother’s side I have two Mayflower ancestors. In fact, one of them happens to have been Stephen Hopkins, a contumacious and colorful guy who was the real life inspiration for Stephano in The Tempest—but I’m getting sidetracked.

One Thanksgiving I accidentally left a copy of Henry V at my grandparents house. My grandfather picked it up, I guess happy for a change of pace from the newspaper, and read it through.

He gave the book back to my father next time we visited and told Papa without an explanation that Shakespeare was bunk. I have no idea what he came across that he didn’t like but that was the word he reserved for swindlers and people who sell water filters. Very low company.

Just a few months later, I managed to leave a copy of Anne of Green Gables at my grandparents’. I got a call from Grandma and she whispered to me that she would have to buy me a new copy of that book, because she had just walked in on Grandpa reading it and weeping. She couldn’t take it away or let on that she’d seen him!

There’s something out there for everyone.

I have Papa to thank forever for this beautiful gift of reading.

My earliest memory of him is when he returned from his trip to Ireland to interview Sean O’Faolain for Papa’s book. (In the event Papa was so nervous he aimed the tape recorder at himself instead of O’Faolain and had a heck of a time afterwards understanding the great man’s mumbled responses) I was so little I was a bit afraid of his voice when he came to see me in my crib, but he handed me a little stuffed donkey which was always afterwards my most precious toy.

When we moved to Appleby in ‘83 he was on sabbatical and writing that particular book*, so the sound of the typewriter was a big part of the experience of that home; as much so as the sound of his chain saw and axe. It was a cold old place and took a lot of work to heat it in winter! Those were hard days for him.

Here he is (above) writing while he and my mother traveled across the country together the year before I was born. I think it might have been poetry at this time. I remember the SMELL of that tent!

This past trip North was no different. We got into a conversation about Italo Calvino and he handed me Marcovaldo. I was so tempted to take his copy with the notes in the margins, but I contented myself with ordering a used copy to be delivered back home. I can’t steal his books all my life! I only read the first story, Mushrooms In The City, while we talked but it was fabulous! The way each paragraph and almost each sentence follows the same win-loss pattern as the story itself. I love Invisible Cities for the eerie imagery of it and this will be just as thrilling. Papa always knows what I’ll love to read.

*Sean O’Faolain’s Irish Vision, Richard Bonaccorso, long out of print but available used on Amazon of course.

[metrotrinity]

Anyways after a happy dinner with my family who loves me Id like to return to the sentiment of “they’ll never want paintings like this from a girl from (whereever)” with some of my favorite woman painters who don’t just make pretty realist oil paintings because if you actually went to one art museum and let yourself experience it without wanting to be mad you would find that girls have actually been just making those paintings and this narrative is hateful spiteful bullshit that keeps your mind narrow. Since you’re so handy with the google why don’t you go ahead and type up Joan Mitchell, Perle Fine, Mary Abbott, Alice Baber or even Georgia O’Keeffe because this post makes you look less known about art than you could imagine. Even better go to your nearest large city’s art museum and see what they have from the region you live or from the world, or even better go to a local gallery and brave all the art that doesn’t escape there to maybe see something transcendent instead of believing all art should be oil painting details that are pretty enough for your blog

Btw here’s my favorite painting by Anne Appleby, a lovely color field artist from deep in the north of Montana inspired by the nature she grew up around! I was so lucky enough to see this twice in real life, an internet picture of her pieces can never compare to the size and depth you experience looking at her works, but maybe you will realize with this that it also goes for Pollock, Newman, Rothko, or any of the other worthwhile artists people rage-bait over despite it being the collector market’s fault they drive prices so high.

Or maybe like most useful idiots you’ll move the goalpost or just ignore the sentiment that you’re limiting yourself with a train of thought that is rightfully dying out.

"I could make that"

"But you didnt"

Yeah, you're right. I didn't. Which is why it's worth millions. Because some girl from West Virginia didn't make it. If I did that, no one would think it's noteworthy. If I did that, it'd be worthless. Do you see the problem we have with splatters on a page being treated like godly works of art?

[topcat77]

ANNE APPLEBY

Stream Mint, 2013

[charlottejacksonfineart]

Celebrating 30 Years (Part 2): Monochrome

September 5 - 28, 2019

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[periodoakantiques]

NEW STOCK - THIS SET OF SIX ENGLISH CARVED OAK ANGELS HAVE ADORNED THE FOOT POSTS OF THE 16th CENTURY STATE BED OF THE COUNTESS LADY ANNE CLIFFORD IN THE STATE BEDROOM AT APPLEBY CASTLE, WESTMORELAND. PLEASE SEE PIC. THIS FINE STATE BED IS DATED 1590 THE YEAR O

[arthuntblog]

Anne Appleby [USA] (b 1954) ~ 'Verona Variation 2', 2003. Color aquatint (80 × 81 cm).

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