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...for more. This is such a scary time, and I hope all of my friends are safe. My wedding is now postponed until August, work is crazy, but I am beyond blessed to have my health, have work, and have my soulmate here with me through it all. Take care, stay safe, and love with all of your heart ♥
I have been asked to "keep the blue alive" ...I know that was a joke...but...here ..is.....my......
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Thanks a lot ...Dio....for your..."keep the blue alive" ......
Have a nice day...everybody...many thanks for your visits and comments...
see you very soon..
Pongsak..
# explore 27 July 09.....#26
Day 31
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Had Fun doing this project with some people here :* and sharing my shoot's in this month , I'm blessed to have a contacts like you ALL , hope you all enjoy my stream in this month :D , there are some important events happened to me in october :") !
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And sorry i was busy these days ♥ :"D
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Ask restaurant was formerly a bank and the curved wall of the building is adorned with some of the 32 caryatids, or armless ladies, which continue along the adjoining terrace of shops. They date from about 1840 and are loosely based on similar columns at the Acropolis in Athens. We are so used to them but they are really quite a sight to behold and something that shouldn’t be missed if visiting Cheltenham.
Taken at night for Smile on Saturday theme City by Night, HSoS 😊
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#9 - Bell, 52 in 2015 Challenge
This is my last photo for the group, 52 in 2015 Challenge.
Finished a little early this time.....it's been fun, for the second year in a row. Hope to see you all next year, as well as some new Flickr friends joining us!
Thank you my friend Tyler ! I enjoyed a lot to share this moment with you, It was fun (even with so many crash :))
Credits : elemiahchoche.com/ask-the-moon/
The beautiful Tyler's version is here :
www.flickr.com/photos/tyleroysternatz/24022460023/in/date...
FROM MY TERRACE...
... one day a Dear Friend of mine asked me "a rose a day"...
it is one of the most beautiful roses I've ever seen and it is blooming now again on my terrace after 8 years and I enjoy very much its scent and its soft pink color which changes from the moment when it is a bud to the moment when it withers...
THIS IS PURE MAGIC....
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"Call me trouble, call me sin, call me a deadly vice
I will wake you up, set you on fire, I'll bring you to life
I know you never asked for it
Thought you were immune to it
Now I'm everything you never knew you needed."
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Frīda: If someone is asking about me, I am fine. I always travel with Ilona. But the fact that boat owners do not have Life Jackets my size, made me change my mind. I did not want to wrinkle my dress in Ilona's handbag and prefered to stay at home. Here you see me at Old Kuldīga Brick Bridge.
I wish everybody Happy Teddy Bear Tuesday!
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"People ask me what I do in winter when there’s no baseball. I’ll tell you what I do. I stare out the window and wait for spring."
~ Roger Hornsby Sr (American baseball infielder, manager, and coach)
This photo was taken in 2013 during my previous Project 365…please visit my album for this “REMASTERED” Project 365 as I revisit each day of 2013 for additional photos to share!!
Technical Information (or Nerdy Stuff):
Camera - Nikon D5200 (handheld)
Lens – Nikkor 18-300mm Zoom
ISO – 100
Aperture – f/5.6
Exposure – 1/200 second
Focal Length – 190mm
The original RAW file was processed with Adobe Camera Raw and final adjustments were made with Photoshop CS6.
"For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." ~Jeremiah 29:11
The best way to view my photostream is through Flickriver with the link below: www.flickriver.com/photos/photojourney57/
Aşkın tatlı zamanı güneşin kayboluşunda gizlidir.
The sweet time of love is hidden in the disappearance of the sun.
When I asked her to describe herself, she said " ... gregarious, sensitive, hopeful ..."
Available light was from the kitchen windows. Attempting to get deeper richer tones, I shrank the aperture too much, with ISO 6400 a by-product, and, of course, a lots of noise! I have not tried to clean that up in these images. Instead, I resorted to sepia in two of the shots, resulting in the noise being slightly less obvious.
I find it quite challenging to attend to all the technical necessities while chatting with the subject. But, being housebound now, portrait and bird photography are two horizons for growth I can take on. Am sharing with you my maiden efforts, with all their imperfections. Elizabeth is beautiful and I hope to invite her to sit for me again after I have a little more experience with portrait photography.
My son and I are quite the team. For those of you who know Micah from my early Flickr days, he's now 14. A beautiful and growing teenager who has had challenges all his life with being diagnosed with severe autism and intellectual disability from a young age. Despite being non-verbal, he's always had a joyful spirit and loves with his whole heart. A few months ago my heart almost stopped as he begun having seizures. The first was the worst but he's continued to have many of what they call focal seizures since. He's started medication but they are not under control. I'm left trying to find help from hard to contact specialists and it makes me feel like I'm drowning some days because I don't know what else to do to help him. It seems so unfair. I want to rage but I feel sad. So asking for prayers, for him, for me, for a better balance of my spirit xx
It was the most beautiful summer morning on the lake. Couldn't believe he let me this close from my kayak.
I want to wish all Americans a Happy Thanksgiving and what better way to do it than with a bald eagle who just finished eating a big fish. My American friends have shown me the most kindness on this Flickr journey, and they say us Canadians are nice, but I think we have nothing on them. Appreciate you! ❤️
"An eagle's vision sees beyond the ordinary"
IMPORTANT: for non-pro users who read the info on a computer, just enlarge your screen to 120% (or more), then the full text will appear below the photo with a white background - which makes reading so much easier.
The color version of the photo above is here: www.lacerta-bilineata.com/ticino-best-photos-of-southern-...
THE STORY BEHIND THE PHOTO:
So far there's only been one photo in my gallery that hasn't been taken in my garden ('The Flame Rider', captured in the Maggia Valley: www.flickr.com/photos/191055893@N07/53563448847/in/datepo... ) - which makes the image above the second time I've "strayed from the path" (although not very far, since the photo was taken only approximately 500 meters from my house).
Overall, I'll stick to my "only-garden rule", but every once in a while I'll show you a little bit of the landscape around my village, because I think it will give you a better sense of just how fascinating this region is, and also of its history.
The title I chose for the photo may seem cheesy, and it's certainly not very original, but I couldn't think of another one, because it's an honest reflection of what I felt when I took it: a profound sense of peace - although if you make it to the end of this text you'll realize my relationship with that word is a bit more complicated.
I got up early that day; it was a beautiful spring morning, and there was still a bit of mist in the valley below my village which I hoped would make for a few nice mood shots, so I quickly grabbed my camera and went down there before the rising sun could dissolve the magical layer on the scenery.
Most human activity hadn't started yet, and I was engulfed in the sounds of the forest as I was walking the narrow trail along the horse pasture; it seemed every little creature around me wanted to make its presence known to potential mates (or rivals) in a myriad of sounds and voices and noises (in case you're interested, here's a taste of what I usually wake up to in spring, but you best use headphones: www.youtube.com/watch?v=AfoCTqdAVCE )
Strolling through such an idyllic landscape next to grazing horses and surrounded by birdsong and beautiful trees, I guess it's kind of obvious one would feel the way I described above and choose the title I did, but as I looked at the old stone buildings - the cattle shelter you can see in the foreground and the stable further up ahead on the right - I also realized how fortunate I was.
It's hard to imagine now, because Switzerland is one of the wealthiest countries in the world today, but the men and women who had carried these stones and constructed the walls of these buildings were among the poorest in Europe. The hardships the people in some of the remote and little developed valleys in Ticino endured only a few generations ago are unimaginable to most folks living in my country today.
It wasn't uncommon that people had to sell their own kids as child slaves - the girls had to work in factories or in rice fields, the boys as "living chimney brushes" in northern Italy - just because there wasn't enough food to support the whole family through the harsh Ticino winters.
If you wonder why contemporary Swiss historians speak of "slaves" as opposed to child laborers, it's because that's what many of them actually were: auctioned off for a negotiable prize at the local market, once sold, these kids were not payed and in many cases not even fed by their masters (they had to beg for food in the streets or steal it).
Translated from German Wikipedia: ...The Piazza grande in Locarno, where the Locarno Film Festival is held today, was one of the places where orphans, foundlings and children from poor families were auctioned off. The boys were sold as chimney sweeps, the girls ended up in the textile industry, in tobacco processing in Brissago or in the rice fields of Novara, which was also extremely hard work: the girls had to stand bent over in the water for twelve to fourteen hours in all weathers. The last verse of the Italian folk song 'Amore mio non piangere' reads: “Mamma, papà, non piangere, se sono consumata, è stata la risaia che mi ha rovinata” (Mom, dad, don't cry when I'm used up, it was the rice field that destroyed me.)... de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kaminfegerkinder
The conditions for the chimney sweeps - usually boys between the age of 8 and 12 (or younger, because they had to be small enough to be able to crawl into the chimneys) - were so catastrophic that many of them didn't survive; they died of starvation, cold or soot in their lungs - as well as of work-related accidents like breaking their necks when they fell, or suffocatig if they got stuck in inside a chimney. This practice of "child slavery" went on as late as the 1950s (there's a very short article in English on the topic here: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spazzacamini and a more in depth account for German speakers in this brief clip: www.youtube.com/watch?v=gda8vZp_zsc ).
Now I don't know if the people who built the old stone houses along my path had to sell any of their kids, but looking at the remnants of their (not so distant) era I felt an immense sense of gratitude that I was born at a time of prosperity - and peace - in my region, my country and my home. Because none of it was my doing: it was simple luck that decided when and where I came into this world.
It also made me think of my own family. Both of my grandparents on my father's side grew up in Ticino (they were both born in 1900), but while they eventually left Switzerland's poorest region to live in its richest, the Kanton of Zurich, my grandfather's parents relocated to northern Italy in the 1920s and unfortunately were still there when WWII broke out.
They lost everything during the war, and it was their youngest daughter - whom I only knew as "Zia" which means "aunt" in Italian - who earned a little money to support herself and my great-grandparents by giving piano lessons to high-ranking Nazi officers and their kids (this was towards the end of the war when German forces had occupied Italy).
I never knew that about her; Zia only very rarely spoke of the war, but one time when I visited her when she was already over a 100 years old (she died at close to 104), I asked her how they had managed to survive, and she told me that she went to the local prefecture nearly every day to teach piano. "And on the way there would be the dangling ones" she said, with a shudder.
I didn't get what she meant, so she explained. Visiting the city center where the high ranking military resided meant she had to walk underneath the executed men and women who were hanging from the lantern posts along the road (these executions - often of civilians - were the Germans' retaliations for attacks by the Italian partisans).
I never forgot her words - nor could I shake the look on her face as she re-lived this memory. And I still can't grasp it; my house in Ticino is only 60 meters from the Italian border, and the idea that there was a brutal war going on three houses down the road from where I live now in Zia's lifetime strikes me as completely surreal.
So, back to my title for the photo above. "Peace". It's such a simple, short word, isn't it? And we use it - or its cousin "peaceful" - quite often when we mean nice and quiet or stress-free. But if I'm honest I don't think I know what it means. My grandaunt Zia did, but I can't know. And I honestly hope I never will.
I'm sorry I led you down such a dark road; I usually intend to make people smile with the anecdotes that go with my photos, but this one demanded a different approach (I guess with this latest image I've strayed from the path in more than one sense, and I hope you'll forgive me).
Ticino today is the region with the second highest average life expectancy in Europe (85.2 years), and "The Human Development Index" of 0.961 in 2021 was one of the highest found anywhere in the world, and northern Italy isn't far behind. But my neighbors, many of whom are now in their 90s, remember well it wasn't always so.
That a region so poor it must have felt like purgatory to many of its inhabitants could turn into something as close to paradise on Earth as I can imagine in a person's lifetime should make us all very hopeful. But, and this is the sad part, it also works the other way 'round. And I believe we'd do well to remember that, too.
To all of you - with my usual tardiness but from the bottom of my heart - a happy, healthy, hopeful 2025 and beyond.
@Warehouse 21
www.youtube.com/watch?v=2VY0GyxiYuc
כן, יש הרבה הסתר פנים
ואהבות שאי אפשר
כמו שאנו נולדים
אל תוך החיים
מה נשאר?
כן, על ימים, ימים רבים
על הכאב שלא חדל
כמו שאנו נולדים
ומבקשים קצת רחמים
אלוהיי
אלוהיי, כל הנשמה שנתת בי
אלוהיי, כל הנשמה
מה מהי
אלוהיי, תן רק כוח לכולם
אלוהיי, תן רק כוח לעולם.
Yes, God often turns away his face
And loves impossible are many
The way we're born
Into the life
What is left?
Yes, for the many, many days
For the unceasing pain
The way we're born
And ask for a bit of mercy
My God...
My God, all the soul you have instilled in me
My God, all the soul
What, what is it?
My God, please give strength to everyone
My God, please give strength to the world
Chalk - Asking
youtu.be/CDAk47rfkHg?si=3znc-pUW1eQYLra9
Enola Gay - terra firma ft. Mount Palomar
youtu.be/7303IN41j9Q?si=uqZwWRU8dkJLT84t
Lol Tolhurst x Budgie x Jacknife Lee - Los Angeles (feat. James Murphy)