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Rupert Snow Designs Portico 5012 Stereo MicPreAmp
Another of these great names is that of Rupert Neve.
The new products will have put on the market during 2005 from its firm, the Rupert Snow Designs, later over 15 departed years as advisor for other producers.
The new series, introduced in April, he/she takes the name of 'Portico' and you/he/she is characterized by transformers of new planning, from runs of signal shortened to the least possible, from feedback ridottissimo and from amplifiers single-sided of new realization.
The first product of the Rupert Snow Designs in the series Portico is the 5012 Duo Mic Pre, a preamplificatore microfonico to two channels with a series of interesting characteristics.
Thanks to the switch 'Silk' available on the frontal panel, the form furnishes the classical heat and the presence typical of every product planned by Snow, through a circuit completely renewed audio.
A switch 'To Buss' hands 5012 in a setup fine-form preconfigurato, or it allows to assign a signal to an alone buss or of cue, included in other forms Portico.
The 5012 Duo Mic Pre is alone the first one of an integrated series of products Portico, and you/he/she will be placed side by side by forms of equalizzazione, filtering, control of the dynamics, mixing and monitoring, further to a channel of tape emulation.

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After having introduced under brief you upset the first day of February, snow has always made again visit to Forlì in February.
Its run has been slow down by a light close examination of the least one on the Adriatic and its tail you/he/she has been jammed from the winds north / oriental against the Appennino and, with the effect combined of perturbation-effect stau-damp of the wind, precipitations they are had, to snowy character, before in the low hills 24-25 (around 150 meters) and then the evening of 25 snow has also conquered the lowland.
Up to the 7.15 however snow didn't attach for earth because, even though intense, it was very small.
Unfortunately snow has almost entirely disappeared then in day.>>.
This is instead the comment of the trip in the hills forlivesi in the days 26-27: <<Yesterday and today I/you/they have gone to Portico (350 meters).
To Vecchiazzano (outskirts of Forlì) the spazzaneve had passed, the snow inziava to slightly appear.
From Castrocaro (80 meters) it began to slightly see him the snow on the trees (also today, 27) and for earth it began to is bleached better some, white presentadosi generally: what an adversity, for little meters to Forlì in practice snow is as if was not fallen!!!! But from Dovadola (150 meters around) snow introduced him abundant and all attached.

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The handkerchief stirs debolmente;si it feels the wind on the viso;nessun accumolo of snow.
The handkerchief is completely tense from the vento;inizio of the accumolis of neve;il wind it doesn't bother during the excursion.
The wind makes him feel (quiver of the wood, whistles to the angles of the shelter, the ski canes and the tense cables sing); snow's accumoli of great intense cold dimensioni;con the wind is doloroso;rischio of local congelations to -10 gradi;necessarios a good attire antivento;nelle standstills to choose a sheltered place.
It becomes difficult to proceed against wind (necessary to bend); irregular accumoli of snow in every exposure because of the turbolenza;le peaks and the crests fumano;il wind whistles, it howls and it shakes the costruzioni;generalmentes it steals gusts irregolari;spezza rami;escursioni possible solo from sectors riparati;sono possible congelations beginning from -5 degrees.
Every body sends forth energy in the form of electromagnetic radiations.The houses, the trees, the cars, the snow and also ourselves we send forth warm radiazioni;più it is the body and more the radiation will be intense.Two bodies exchange energy in the form of radiated heat, until the respective temperatures they are identical.This also happens without the direct contact.

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Dead Son ch'ero child dead son with other one hundred past for a fireplace and they are in the wind To Auschwitz now there was the snow the smoke it salivates slow in the fields so many people what time in the wind are In the fields so many people but a solo great silence how strange, I have not learned to smile here at the wind.
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SNOW PORTICO:

COMMON OF PORTICO IS BLESSED SAN
To Portico the bath him ago to the Dam, next to the ancient mill to water and to St. Pietro, a beautiful river beach.
The autumn offers the show of the leaves, landscapes and marvelous suggestions: it is the moment of the excursions to the search of the fruits of the brushwood, of the brown ones in the ancient castagnetis in the outskirts of Portico, Bits and San Benedict, of the mushrooms and, for the one whom is 'equipped' of trained dog, of the hypocrites (it needs to protect some special authorizations before).
All these products are also available however 'already picked' or, straight also cooked already on the occasion of the feasts among which the most famous is certainly that, 'of the fruits of the brushwood and the artistic craftsmanship' that it develops him to Portico of Romagna in the second weekend of October.
For the impassioned ones there is the possibility to cross some forest footsteps with the fund skis and other paths with the special rackets and snow boots.
For the impassioned ones of history, for the one who wants to unite the physical activity to the cultural exploration there are a lot of possibilities of excursion in the territory of the commune of Portico and San Benedict.

The 28-02-05 snow storm to Abbiategrasso! Davide's TICOZZELLI photo
The 28/02/05 snow storm to Abbiategrasso (MI).
The floury snow, almost as dust (thanks to the very low temperatures, -3° Cs toward the end of the storm) and the moderate wind have inevitably determined a very irregular distribution of the accumulations: from 2 cms up to 15 cms in the zones more exposed to the wind and middly 5-6 cms in the most sheltered zones.
Photo 3: the snow brought by the wind under the portico of the building.
Photo 7: to notice the snow modeled by the wind.

CRAVEGNA E THE FAITH
Along the ancient road that from Cravegna it went down to Baceno, in a to small meadow basin surrounded from woods of fag gio, near a source of fresh water, the oratory of the Madonna of the Snow rises.
Oratorical of the Madonna of the Snow of the Forests.
In fact the Madonna of the Snow is represented, whose party falls the day 5 of August, really in the period in which I/you/they are easier to rise up epidemics of every sort because of the summer heats; and to the sides of the Madonna of the Snow we find again represented S.Rocco and S.Sebastiano two saints that traditionally recognize him as the protectors from the plague of the men and the animals.
We don't know in what exact circumstance, but probably on the occasion of some pestilence, perhaps for the vote of some cravegnesis freed by the disease, a newspaper kiosk or chapel it rose devoted note to the Madonna of the Snow.
In 1649 a group of devoted cravegnesi wanted to turn the small chapel of the Madonna of the Snow into an enough vast oratory to be able to celebrate you the S.Messa and to complete you other functions.
This oratory, over the party of the day 5 August of the Madonna of the Snow, it was center of devotional initiatives up to halves last century.

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VIII L' the snow's dwarf on the tractor The day was once later from wolves.
'After supper his/her grandmother comes of there with you in the living room of his/her/their grandfather and you/he/she will count you of his/her time and of the snow.
That winter had come of it of snow, but as much, so as much that it reached the windows of the terrestrial pian.
From a side of the square there was my house and that of Ginetto, there were to the left the stalls, a portico with all the utensils for the jobs in the country and of the tractors there was to the right after all the barn and in the mean a beautiful front door that brought out in the fields.
With all that snow it was difficult to go out however.
That time, with all that snow, to be able him to move the dad of took Ginetto the small tractor, that with the tracks that it stirred everywhere on any ground and it put even more him two great tracks, made together of tied up wood fillets.
You imagine that they were two kinds of soprascarpe for the snow.
With that tracks that stuck out out of the tractor at least half meter, you/he/she could move us above the snow that was a pleasure.
Ginetto that in reality also he had a crazy desire to go on the tractor in the middle of the snow, it said: 'It is all right, but only you and you.

Maria Masella. Aspect. I tell unpublished
And' is her, a six year-old child, to notice the old session in front of the portico.
"The old grandmother that is in front of the portico".
The hotel is to few footsteps and I is trembling, I remove from me her from the shoulders and I look at her/it, but I don't want to frighten her/it: "But in front of the portico there is no anybody".
With whatever time, also when we have the snow".
I remember as yesterday in front of that portico" points out him/it with a gesture of the chin "and the hotel there was not and there was only fields.
Its rests were to sit from the portico there and to wait".
"The portico is more main point". it gets up and it wishes me the good night.
I don't like to drive at night with the snow and the ice.
"If you do what the doctors tell you spring you can go to take a seat under the portico".
"There is snow and cold, even if there had not been the accident... ".
It is already out dark and snow leaves wakes on the glasses.
The lighthouses illuminate of black the asphalt and of dazzling white the snow.
Is there something of main point in the portico? He/she met there perhaps him with his/her lover...
I don't love the snow but I climb over a mound to climb to the place of Emilia.
But tomorrow morning before departing I will return to the portico.

Photographic retrospective
Photographic retrospective On December 30 1939 Rome was run over by a heavy snowfall that left to earth more than 30 centimeters of snow.
Streetcar in standstill awry Savello Il I Still Wall up Blame under the bridge of Bourgeois Villa you curve of the Wall Twisted Plaza of the Five hundred Plaza Five hundred Other view Plaza of the Five hundred Vittorio Emanuele P.za Plaza Vittorio Emanuele in proximity of the portico Bridge Sisto Veduta of Street Aosta, near St. Giovanni Altra seen of Street Aosta Street Appia in proximity of St. Giovanni Via Charles Felice Street Emanuele Filiberto at the end of the snowfall Street Emanuele Filiberto, stopped of the streetcar Still Seen of Street absorbed Gioberti Street Gioberti in the sun after the snowfall Street Gioberti seeds buried from the snow You Left Circular in the street Gioberti Street Merulana, on I Still break down him/it S.Maria Maggiore Street Napoleone III a view of Street Napoleone III Street Prince of Piedmont Altra seen of street Prince of Piedmont Visualizza slideshow.
Andrew De Charles - Turn of wind
On November 24 there were out at least forty centimeters of snow morning, and my brother has phoned to tell me that our father was dead.
I waited me for him, because the threads race for some kilometer through a wood, enough a storm or some gust of wind or exactly the snow to make to fall the line.
The tall boots of rubber have slipped and I/you/they have gone out in the snow in front of house, toward the tree where the signal is received better.
I have said "The fixed one is spoiled for the snow, and the jail cell doesn't receive inside house", in the tone semicantilenato of whom broadly repeats already information available.
Snow arrived to me to the knees, the laurels you/they were folded up under a white mass that risked to break them.
I have taken a long baton from under the portico, I have started to give hits to the branches of laurel folded up.
The mass of snow detached him to floury blocks, the branches they rippled.
I have beaten with more energy: some branches are freed and they have returned upward of rush, you/they have dashed me snow in face and in the hair, in the neck of the sweater.
The pickup was distinguishable hardly under the blanket of snow that covered him/it.