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"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 ...
I've been very busy with several things for the past weeks,
a) a study to get my degree so I can teach pattern drafting and sewing... just had my first 2 lessons
b) letting go of some of my girls to downsize and be able to put them on display
c) selling supplies and stock clothing
d) a commission dress, just finished *see picture*
e) been away to a Tibetan Instute for a 3 day retraite and am just back since Friday
f) treatment to get better
g) give away and donation dresses
h) breathing! ;)
i) my family
Internet is a large drain of energy, partially because of the physical pain it causes, and it eats away at time management. For the coming weeks my internet time is limited by myself to try and increase my level of energy for actually creating, treatment and my study.
Please forgive me if I overlooked or missed posts/photo's in the past weeks! I try to spend a maximum of 2 hours online and those are quickly filled replying to sales posts alone!
At Red Barn Farm in Lafayette, Colorado. The vane is missing. The owner told me he's been meaning to repair it "for years."
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 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.
This is all my handmade paper complete with solvent transfer prints. Well, all my handmade paper bar one piece, which has gone missing somewhere along the line. Very annoying, especially as I would have filled the wall up perfectly if it wasn’t for that. The imagery in the transfers are photographs of book pages — a bunch of conflicting information and myths about the “creation” of the world/universe. The paper is printed on both sides, but you only see one side here, obviously. And because it took four hours to pin up, that’s all you’re going to see. This project is going to change drastically from here on in, to the point that the imagery in these transfer prints will be almost unrecognisable.
إنتي وبس اللي له القلب يشتاق
وإنتي وبس اللي سكنتي خفوقي
ماغيرك من الناس في ناظري لاق
ولا غيرك من الناس شفي وذوقي
فيك الجمال اللي تحليه الأخلاق
ياغالي ماني لغيرك شفوقي
علمتني معنى المحبه والأشواق
تقرب ويقربلك حنيني وشوقي
حبك ملك كل المشاعر والأعماق
يجري مثل دمي بداخل عروقي
انتي وانا في عالم الحب عشاق
والكل منا للمشاعر صدوقــــــي
حب جمعنا جعل ماعقبه فـــــراق
دامك معي يكفي وهذي حقوقي
انتي وبس اللي له القلب يشتاق
وانتي وبس اللي سكنتي خفوقي
Premiere of Pictoplasma's The Missing Link Show in Berlin 2011, Volksbühne
picture by Micke Lund / mickemicke.se
While processing this image, I noticed the optical effect on the nose wheel, which appears to be missing (but believe, it's there!)
McDonnell Douglas DC-9-51 (YV136T)
Missing middle homes, like ADUs, backyard cottages, mother-in-law suites, duplexes, triplexes, low-rise apartments or townhouses, have long fit into urban neighborhoods, often providing rental and purchase options more affordable than single-detached houses.
Sightline's Modest Middle Homes Library is a resource for abundant housing advocates, urbanists, planners, and journalists. All our photos are free to use. We will continue to add more and we invite you to share your own photos with us. Questions? Contact webster@sightline.org
Townhouse Photo by Missing middle homes, like ADUs, backyard cottages, mother-in-law suites, duplexes, triplexes, low-rise apartments or townhouses, have long fit into urban neighborhoods, often providing rental and purchase options more affordable than single-detached houses.
Sightline's Modest Middle Homes Library is a resource for abundant housing advocates, urbanists, planners, and journalists. All our photos are free to use. We will continue to add more and we invite you to share your own photos with us. Questions? Contact webster@sightline.org
Townhouse Photo by Mark E McClure
Siento no poder dedicarle a Mi rinconcito Flickr y por ende a vosotros el tiempo que me gustaría. La verdad es que estoy pasando una época laboral un poco "chunga" pero bueno, tiempos mejores vendrán.
Como terapia de choque me voy hoy mismo de viaje lejors y así recargar pilas. Nos vemos pronto.
poster / sticker graffiti discovered in San Francisco's Mission district.
Image from MEMEstreets, Street Art Photoblog; www.memestreets.com