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Some families in south-western Bangladesh complain that they have not eaten since the storm struck and are still missing loved ones.
My loving dog decided to stretch out his back paws over top of my laptop. His nails were at the perfect angle to rip off two of the keys on my keyboard. Whoops! Good thing I adore him. The keys still work, just without the actual key part of them. Oh well.
Halifax Transit 2014 New Flyer Xcelsoir XD40 #1194 with missing livery below the drivers window. This bus was doing route 6.
"The Missing Heir" was written by my sister and I when we were children in the 1960s. (The story featured the little people in my model town. The photos were taken in 2009, using the original houses and people from the 1960s.)
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The government is so pleased with Mr Carey’s recent work that they offer to build him a new house with laboratories on the site of the ruined grange. Clive and Wilfred take up archery and spend their time being Robin Hood. Dan and Polly and Tom try to stop thinking about Bella and Alfred and Raymond.
However one afternoon when Dan is visiting Mary at the castle, she mentioned that she had noticed Bella slipping away by herself when she comes up to the castle for bridge evenings and so on, and that a few nights before she found her at the door of the king’s study. Bella made some lame excuse but Mary is doubtful.
One afternoon there is the annual break-up party at the castle and Bella comes up to help with the games and gives chocolates lavishly to all the children. Then she asks if she may do some sketching of parts of the castle. As she goes out, Mary glances significantly at Dan. Tom and Polly see this and decide to shadow Bella for their afternoon’s entertainment. First they see her set up her easel, with a half-done sketch already on it, then as they follow her they find that she is examining all the upper rooms which are open and marking them off on a plan, which she carries. Finally as she is going back, they run into her on a corner, giggle and then look innocent and apologise. They decide that she is up to no good and decide to keep an eye on her.
The next day they are going down the street for Mrs Carey when they see a stranger and Tom decides that he is suspicious because his shoe lace is undone, so they shadow him to see if he will do it up, and he stops outside the church and does it up by one of the seats. So they take the shopping home, and go out again, and see the man coming out of the church. Polly remembers that she thinks she lost a ribbon there last Sunday and while she is looking Tom goes to check on her special hiding place, where one of the seat backs has come loose and where she keeps her special hymn book and a spare collection. When she opens it up she calls to Polly in surprise because there are sheets of old blank paper. They think about it for some time and ask the other children who know of the panel if they did anything to it. Only later did Polly remember that as they left the church they had seen Bella coming along with an armful of flowers.
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From "The Missing Heir", written by my sister and I when we were children in the 1960s. See 18 TMH www.flickr.com/photos/35125716@N06/sets/72157613413264818/ for a continuation of the story.
Missing: One Super Deluxe 29er Singlespeed frame, if found please notify. Parts are lonely and sad.
Missing Frame: a Haiku
Winter is bitter
My bike parts lay in pieces
The sun sets on them
Update: There has been a sighting ...
Finally ... everything is back in little boxes and those little boxes are in big boxes and all the boxes are back in storage areas tucked all over the house ... but something is still missing. Where is the little teddy bear Ice Sculptur, the Hallmark ornament from 1981 that was designed by Donna Lee? Is Mary cooking up some new miniature thing again?
An angular unconformity at Botanical Beach.
Black phyllite of the Leech River Schist, interpreted as metamorphosed distal turbidites of Cretaceous age (~145–66 million years ago), underlay the Oligocene (~33.9 million to 23 million years ago) sandstones which have been deposited on top. At it's minimum that's roughly 32 million years of missing time.
Olympus OMD-EM5 - Rokinon 7.5mm f/3.5 Ultra Wide-Angle Fisheye Lens
Helicopters fly in the missing man formation to honor 4 fallen Oakland Police Department officers.
"The men and women of the Oakland Police Department would like to thank everyone who has reached out to us during this sorrowful time. The loss of a single officer is tragic; losing four officers is overwhelming. This devastating event will forever change the lives of the families, friends and colleagues of our four fallen comrades. It is in times such as these that we realize the importance of community, family and friends, and we are grateful for the incredible outpouring of support the people of Oakland, the state, the nation and the world have shown us. We appreciate the countless cards, emails, flowers, acts of service, well wishes and prayers that have been sent our way. Sergeant Mark Dunakin, Sergeant Ervin Romans, Sergeant Daniel Sakai and Officer John Hege will be forever missed and remembered." -- Chief Howard Jordan
TRUST FUND INFORMATION
Individual donations for the families can be mailed to c/o OPOA:
Attn: Renee Hassna
555 5th Street
Oakland, CA 94607
Checks should be made to the following:
"Dunakin Children's Family Trust"
"Romans Children's Family Trust"
"Sakai Family Trust"
Wire transfers can be made directly to Merrill Lynch Accounts:
"Dunakin Children's Family Trust" a/c # 204-04065
"Romans Children's Family Trust" a/c #204-04066
"Sakai Family Trust" a/c #204-04064
I saw heartbreaking posters like this on telephone poles all over town. This one was in front of the Camellia Grill, on Carrollton Ave. at the Riverbend. October 10, 2005
I miss him so much that it hurts.
It’s only 1 month since daddy left us, but it feels like he has been gone for a year. I think about daddy every day, all the fun moments we had. I don’t know why daddy is gone, mom says it’s complicated and when daddy calls me we don’t talk about it. I can’t remember exactly where he is, but I know it’s 15.000 miles from here. I can’t wait to see him again and give him a big hug, but I have to wait for long time. When I’m crying mommy says that daddy will be home soon and everything is okay. But I don’t believe her. There are a lot of people who think that my dad can be evil sometimes, but that’s because he’s in pain. Mommy has told me a lot of times that daddy’s leg really hurts. I just think my daddy is cool. Because every time I fall and hurt my leg I start cry, but I have never seen daddy cry. Last time I saw daddy was in the airport, he gave me a hug and promised that he would come back. I’ve never cried that much before. Now I just hope that daddy will come home soon. The best thing about daddy is that he’s funny. He can always make me laugh and forget about the troubles. I hope I can go visit him soon… It’s hard to think that there’s 5 months left. Because I miss him so much that it hurts.
Premiere of Pictoplasma's The Missing Link Show in Berlin 2011, Volksbühne
picture by Micke Lund / mickemicke.se
I never thought I would say this, but since I have moved from my cousins to my new place I miss being able to walk outside and always find something I can photograph. Now I live in the back of a business with a lovely view of their storage garage, oh well the rent is good :) I also never thought I would miss my cousins because she lived in the woods (obviously), no highspeed, driveway nearly killed me... I think I still have bruises from all my falls. I miss the sunsets. I would not even realize it, I would turn my head and see this wonderful pink, or yellow sunset on a perfect day. I would run and get my camera and start snapping, I only had about 10 mins due to the time of year and I should have been more prepared each day I just never expected to be watching TV and turn my head and something so beautiful.
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I'll be missing the long walks with you in the rain Until I remember all the pain There's nothing to live for with you anyway I couldn't take another day But what if I'm wrong There won't be anyone, not anyone I'll be left all alone to wonder why I'll be