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Catherine Hill Bay, NSW

 

The remains of the iconic pier after the shocking bush fires hit the area.

If dreams werent dreams & dreams came true i woodnt b here id b wiv u.Distance is 1 thing dat keeps us apart.But ull always remain in my heart. plxxxxx come & full fill my dreams

 

Last month I posted pics of semi-feral cats that were starving in a parking lot at a nearby small rural community. The parking lot was at a Mexican housing complex.

 

After noticing their lack of care I contact the local humane society to seek help for them.

Long story short, I checked on them a few days ago and was shocked to see that they were ALL gone. Vanished. Disappeared. The only cat there was this orange kitty....[which is a new one-didn't see him last time].

 

I contacted the shelter to see if they trapped them and they said no--that they noticed that all the cats were gone shortly after I notified them.

 

I hope the owner of the migrant apartments didn't rid them inhumanely.

I now feel bad --afraid that my actions caused their demise. I will think twice about doing the same next time. The pix below is the one posted last month. The cats were so cute--but starving.

 

Original story: flickr.com/photos/rainriver/2313257750/in/set-72157602124...

keeping the memory of missing Kosovans alive

B l a c k M a g i c

Faces series...#1

 

Hey guys, I'm just Back after 6 month off flickr, wow, I didn't feel that, I was really busy, I'll try to keep active and pass on your photostreams as possible as I can!!

 

with love...

I had to make my own compression slot since someone forgot to do so. Looked it up and all I needed was a hacksaw and dremel.

Not unusual to see a lost flip-flop or sandal in the street from a motorcycle passenger losing them but a pair caught my eye.

I found this guy on the street to day - someone must miss him ??

Macromondays: Theme is Deception

 

For the last few days, my Iphone has been deceiving me and claiming that I have 2 items of mail - but go into it and the mail box is empty. Steve Jobs and his lies again. Soon as the contract is up I'm off to Android!

 

This is a true macro. It was taken with a 1:1 90mm macro lens (at 1:1) attached in front of 120mm bellows. I'm not sure how to calculate the magnification ratio, but if you look at my bank note shot, I have examples of a 1:1 and whatever I am achieving with this setup. I'm guessing somewhere between 2:1 and 3:1.

  

I am in love with Birch from Purple Onion Designs!!

Is he not just the cutest bunny ever?!?My project for this weeks's theme at Always Fun Challenges.

Head to my blog for more info. including a video and how to play along.

www.happyinkdesigns.wordpress.com

iPhone shot of "kavourotripes" beach.

I know that all of you have been waiting for one of these. Sorry it's been a while.

Part of the Peas Project

www.flickr.com/photos/jimfrazier/albums/72157621916521505

 

Lighting: SB600 camera left in softbox at full power triggered by CLS, foam board reflector on right.

 

COPYRIGHT 2010 by JimFrazier All Rights Reserved. This may NOT be used for ANY reason without consent.

  

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Las Canteras, Las Palmas de Gran Canaria.

This is a copy of a sculpture by Karl Duldig, that has gone missing somewhere in Melbourne. If you find it let the Duldig Studio people know! For more information about this interesting site see www.duldig.org.au

 

Thought this was poignant for today.

Never run after a bus or woman. there will always be another one.

© 2017 photos4dreams - all rights reserved.

A lot happened between the time we ate at Taki's Restarant in Erie and we got on the road home Sunday Morning. Let me explain. No. Let me sum up.

 

We went back to the campsite for a nappy-nap in our hammocks. Before taking said nap, we decided to put everything we had with us - including my camera bag and all of my clothes - into our tents and tarp them over for the "showers" that were approaching.

 

When everything was just so, we went to our respective hammocks for a nap. When the showers started, I was almost asleep. It was nice, though...the pitter-patter of rain on the tents, the sound of the waves from Lake Erie, the cool breeze...

 

...and then the skies opened up. Showers? I think not. This was a THREE HOUR DOWNPOUR. Now...this would not be so bad if we would have thought to leave our RAIN GEAR outside the tents. But no, we were already soaked to the bone before we could get our dry clothes out. (Our tents opened from the top, so in order to open them up to get something, you'd have to expose everything in the tent to the elements...great design)

 

So we spent the next three hours making the best of it; walking around in the rain and walking down to the docks and walking back to the site and walking to the edge of the lake and, eventually, screaming at the heavens to please just fucking cut it out.

 

And eventually, it did. The sun even made an appearance, and our spirits raised. We took off on a 30-something mile ride to Ohio to go to Red Lobster for dinner.

 

While there, the skies opened again, and this time there were really strong winds. We could see trees bending over outside the window. I started to freak a little...were the tents even going to be there when we got back? If they were there, would they be flooded? I hadn't slept real well in that thing when it was dry and warm out, now I was going to have to sleep in this flooded, tarped coffin of a tent? Oh no. No. We needed to get a damned motel room. Screw this.

 

John humored me and called a motel. We even called our campground hoping a cabin was available. No dice. So we decided to go back and just hunker down for the night.

 

We arrived back to find our tents were there, and they were dry. What a relief. So no campfire...so what? We sat around a lit sterno and I had three beers and then we retired to the tents, hoping the morning wouldn't be too terrible so we wouldn't have to break camp in pouring rain.

 

Sunday Morning

It rained overnight, and sleeping with no air circulating had gotten the best of us both. John woke at 3am to just pull the tarp off his, and I rigged mine with a bungee cord tied to - what else - an electrical box so that there could be air movement into the tent. But when we emerged in the morning, it wasn't raining, and John was able to pack up in dry weather. I was a bit more unorganized, and so it started raining by the time I was done. But anyway, we got our waterlogged gear onto the bikes and headed out.

 

The road into the campground was a muddy, slippery mess. Forgot to mention that. So with the extra weight of our wet-assed gear on our bikes, we cut across the grassy field and only took the mud road for about half the distance to the main road. Once we reached the main road, however, something was wrong...it still felt like I was on uneven mud.

 

To be continued...

Park bench near the lake in Osborne Park in Willoughby Ohio. Just before sunset. The only thing missing is a lovely couple holding hands.

Many notices were put up around the scene of the Grenfell Tower fire tragedy to help find missing persons from the tower. Bramley Road, London (near Latimer Road underground station). June 16, 2017.

The missing generation.

 

In many of the ethnic minority villages of southwest China, there was a noticeable absence of the "middle" generation. Young children would commonly be seen only with their grandparents. In China's environment of rapid modernization and economic growth, young working adults are finding more lucrative employment opportunities outside of their traditional villages in nearby cities.

 

Guizhou province, China. 2006

A dismantled occupation bridge just east of the disused Mythe railway tunnel at Tewkesbury, Gloucestershire. THe water is the flooded river Avon!

They're in there someplace!

Walking from the Atomium to the Kinepolis Cinema complex, blindfolded.

Talking to a parent away for work

The colors have long faded, but the image of you stayed.

 

Thanks to Joes Sistah, Kim Klassen and Jill Ferry for the textures! The Chinese newspaper on the background is not a texture, it was real - I placed the rose in front of a wall covered with newspaper.

my boyfriend painted his own face and did self portraits cuz he missed me when i was in norway. how sweet.

One poor dog will be missing his toy.

You come through

for me

You come TRUE

for me

 

PLAY

And missing my friends there. And the warm weather.

 

Also missing my camera :-( I've had to send it into Canon for recalibration and I wanted to upload something today.

 

Missing Kenya

Letzen missing his 1/2 orange.

 

Make-up by me

Although it may have been loose it was helped out by the boy at school who decided to head butt her as they were playing. The tooth fairy still came :)

Imissing my amna moooot ="(

 

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همس القلوب يزقفها ليل الارق

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حبيبي000

من دونك العالم موحش

يسكنه حزن ويغشاه السكون

والفرح من دنيتي اصبح غريب والسعاده ياحبيبي صارت شجون

من سكنت القلب وانت لي اقرب قريب

اعشقه واحبه لحد الجنون

مشتاقه لك

 

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