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Echo de menos la lluvia, hace muchas muchas semanas que ni se asoma. Los ríos apenas tienen agua, no hay nieve en las montañas y el invierno se hace raro sin paraguas.
Para el Atelier de Mayo. Tema: missing
Men go abroad to wonder at the heights of mountains, at the huge waves of the sea, at the long courses of the rivers, at the vast compass of the ocean, at the circular motions of the stars, and they pass by themselves without wondering.
Saint Augustine
Now if you know me, then you know that the title is complete and utter tosh, I can't believe that I am not going to see these for another six or so months, booooohooooo :(
On the positive side I reckon I have enough archive stuff to supplement the temporary loss of my little buddies LOL :)
You never know I may still be able to find a lone Damselfly, it's not too late or am I kidding myself :(
This ornament was from back when our daughter, Jamie was 7- they made these little reindeer at school, and it is a wonderful thing to see each year and hang on the tree. This year is five years since she passed away. I can hardly believe it- it still takes my breath away. She always helped us put up our tree and wrap presents. She loved the smell of tape. Funny girl. She made me laugh.
Taken for the Jules' Photo Challenge group:
*Holiday decorations - Do you have ornaments that have special meanings? Things that have been passed down from generation to generation?
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A cute kitty waiting on one of Arman's artworks
(the famous table with brushes and colors...)
I took this photo at the AppArt Gallery's Loft
This picture is dedicated to Arman.
(The above photo has been shot with the Samsung NX10)
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Missing You
A poem by Peter S. Quinn
Missing you in my heart
Glow of time getting thru
All thoughts where they start
Just for me and for you
Coming together right now
Blossom’s of fall making
Each for winter´s cold brow
Within the feeling is aching
Lives twisted dreams inside
Conversing curves of days
That from your heart will hide
When there are autumn rays
Love is here never ending
Rivers that go down and deep
With every reaction blending
Some for old times to keep
Will you remember me calling?
Touching your hand with care
In days of autumn leaves falling
When I’m not with you still here
A single teasel is missing from this scene! Taken this morning during another very frosty morning at the Southern Park.
Pieces Missing
I SEE questions ever present,
And a mind that"s never sure.
I SEE doubt, ever unpleasant,
Ever wondering at the cure.
Crystal
2013
Again in Zhytomir now, and though autumn is my favorite season, but this is not the autumn I love so... Maybe, that's why I miss Thiland now, especially those two days of the ocean trip...Phuket...
To me, this is the best season to visit Provence….Unfortunately, I can’t go there this year…But, every night, when I lay down on my bed, I smell it thanks to the Lavender Pillow that I’ve got from one of the smallest villages in Provence…. To the memory of my lovely Provence, I initiated a new photo series: Missing Provence. Within that project, every day I will share a photo that I took from my previous trips….to send my regards and love there…to nice people embellishing everything, to lavender soul and to its magic… Here is the 13th one… I miss you Provence… BeNowMeHere, Provence, France, 2015 via 500px bit.ly/2a3Ibym
...I could stay awake just to hear you breathing
Watch you smile while you are sleeping
While you're far away and dreaming
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender
I could stay lost in this moment forever
Well, every moment spent with you
Is a moment I treasure
I don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing..
[I don´t want to miss a thing- Aerosmith]
An ex UP SD90, missing its UP logo leads two NS GE's including a C40-9 that is missing the "Norfolk Southern" letting below the logo this side on 37T as they cross the multi-part Erie RR bridge in Elmira, NY
Candid shot in Nice - French Riviera
View LARGE & on dark.
© Fabrice Drevon | Do not use without my authorization
I recently received this picture of me with my mom and dad, and is the last picture of us together. Both have passed away, my dad 4/10/81, my mom 7/8/11.
This was taken some time in 1980/1981 when I was about 21, soon after returning from serving in the U.S. Navy aboard Josephus Daniels CG-27 out of Norfolk, Va.
With the drought conditions I sure am missing all the beautiful flowers so I thought I would post some color today! Smiles!
Seems like the final point of this building is missing - though there are plenty of others to be found at this angle ;-)
I decided to give my under-used STF-8 macro flash an airing and found this cosmos flower with a missing petal. I turned the stem around with my left hand to shoot through the gap, and a hoverfly decided to join in.
Photo 67/123 - Missing Pieces
every move i make..
every step i take...
every single day...
every time i pray ,,
l'll be MISSING U <3
missing %MANANY %
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from my first shoot in ages this weekend, out with gwyn and michael, exploring Pennhurst State School and Hospital, Assembly Building
© laura kicey
missing u
Nikon D80 + Nikon AF Nikkor 50mm 1:1.8 D
Pulau Kerengga, Marang, Terengganu
♪♪ Missing Chapter- Something Missing ♪♪
Comical Ned (with the funny shaped head) is trying to entice Farmer George and Hubert (the conversational Latin speaking horse) over for a lunchtime pint at the Jolly Farmer in the distance. But George is a busy man, as are all farmers and is not sure he has the time, for he needs to find a possible broken fence after some of his sheep were found propping up the bar in The Railway Hotel in Culmstock last night.
Driver Arthritic Arthur cries from the passing train to say that local creamery worker Deidre Dinkle, the flirty darling of the butter blending department is in the pub playing toad in the hole (quite how Arthur knows what the conversation is, I have no idea, but Arthur knows everybody and everything).
George has had a crush on Deidre for ages, and this might be a chance for him to finally ask her out for a ride on his brand new combine harvester. He might also find a couple more of his missing sheep, which means he can justify it as work whilst also satisfying his ongoing lust for love.