On Friday the 15th of August, Atlantic Petroleum announced in a press release that they have made an oil discovery on the Blackbird prospect area. Atlantic Petroleum holds an 8, 72% stake in the license

turned to wool, the Faroese gold of old, and how it could and should be better exploited. They had a dream. They wanted to gather in the wool from most of the 70,000 Faroese sheep and turn it into first-class [...] in a remote farmhouse one evening enjoying the pleasant company of a farmer and his artist wife, as they graciously listened to my endless tales of growing up on a Colorado ranch. The talk, however, thankfully [...] first-class woolen products, not just simple sweaters mind you, but real designer fashions. They began small, and success followed success. Their profitable endeavor came as no surprise to me. The Faroese

Lambrou: "Break A Broken Heart". * Í sland - Diljá: "Power". * Grikkaland - Victor Vernicos: "What They Say". * P ól land - Blanka: "Solo". * Slovenia - Joker Out: "Carpe Diem". * Georgia - Iro: "Echo"

simply say that they are just animals. They feel nothing. They don’t think, they are just mindless bodies of meat. But, they do think. They communicate with each other. They do feel. They have empathy for [...] for each other as is evident when they seek to protect one of their own when wounded. They mourn. They feel pain. They suffer. They are alive, healthy, and beautiful and we render them injured and dead [...] understanding of the feelings and thoughts of another and to feel as they feel and because I feel what they feel, I react as they would react if they had the means to do so, and because I am human, I have the means

fremsti troubadørur, Bob Dylan, mundi ikki vera so heilt avmarsjeraður tá ið hann yrkti sangin The times they are a´changing. Takk fyri at eg varð boðin higar ídag, og havi eina góða framtíð í sátt og semju og

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leisure Rays of poison in every crack, An eye is out lurking, I’m under attack They scare me away with their sorcery They give me no space to breathe I must flee from my home and my country though grieving [...] begging, yearning for heed But rumble from gorges revels in glee at us and our loving and living They play around with us, all palettes of life, these blissful and marvellous moments, while lambs are [...] wisdom find But there is no wisdom to gather that brings out those trusty words Like bleeding birds, they splatter right down back on the snow-covered earth But I know that treasures are buried deep down

millum annað av Eivør Pálsdóttir. Niðast í hesi grein er leinkja til Eivørsa útgávu av »The Times They Are A Changing«. Føroyska Eivør Pálsdóttir taldist millum tónleikararnar, ið fagnaðu amerikumannin [...] heitt á Eivør, um at spæla ein sang eftir Bob Dylan og Eivør valdi eitt av sínum yndisløgum »The Times They Are A Changing«. Trýst her fyri at hoyra Eivør fagna Bob Dylan.

economy and holistic land management and farming. The winner is making people in the north proud of what they can produce and is an inspiration for other destinations in northern locations. Nordic food for children

Sound of Silence. Vit eru í fólksins templi, undir opnum hválvi á miðjum rádhústorgi. To the neon God they bowed and prayed, syngja teir báðir Símun og Gorfuglurin, meðan pylsuroykurin stendur um næsarnar