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Just thought I’d break the monotony of editing Dreamtime and upload something a little simpler, as well as share some musings.
If you’re lazy to read the following (because I tend to get wordy) feel free to navigate away from here, I’ll forgive you if you do.
Oftentimes and of late, I’ve been revisiting the familiar question, which being, “Why do I blog?”
Sure, Flickr isn’t exactly a blog, but its mechanics comes really close to photoblogging. You upload a photo, and it also allows you space upon which you can spew word vomit, a feature that I abuse all too well.
It’s been a while since I blogged though, in the pure sense of the word. I remember starting my blog when it was the hip thing to do. Oh man… that was when the word “hip” was actually in.
I think every blogger would ask that question at least once. Most would wonder if it were all pointless, and some would think about closing down their blogs. I tend to get sad when it comes to that though, it's as if I lost a friend. Even though my blog has stagnated (thanks to flickr), I still can’t bring myself to delete it.
So, why do we do this? All the posting? All the commenting? All the faving? Is there really a point to it all?
I’ve come to realize that my motivations for starting a blog from that many years ago, to why I post regularly in present time, generally does not change. Perhaps the prior reason for starting differed, but above all the reasons are interconnected.
It’s pretty simple, really.
Connections.
I believe we are all connected on some level, even if we are apparent strangers in this weird world we call the Internet.
Like every other user in the community, I love all the comments, the faves, the eprops and whatnot. I love to read about other people, and know how they think and learn to empathize with them. My heart secretly sings out when I find people who sympathize.
Because at the end of the day, I believe that when you make a comment on my page, or even stop by because something on my page caught your attention… we have made a connection.
Told you I get wordy…
The most valuable object which I cannot buy with money are connections with people. Every bond we've made with loved ones, friends and so on....
It didn't came out like I thought, but this was the best way to show what I meant.
I just loved this one so much because you can feel the connection between the mother and child. The baby is even clapping! And mom's arm was perfectly placed so we didn't have any exposure..ha!
I used the milk and honey action from florabella...I just love how it applied to this picture!
A random snapshot of one of the electrical utility poles and the two-phase service drop electrical power line to the old abandoned Natco Oil Company office building off Main Street (Old Highway 51) in Brookhaven, Mississippi.
Despite the fact that this pole line looks like it's carrying two separate sets of three-phase power lines (two crossarms), it is in fact carrying a single "three-phase" electrical circuit as these "two circuits" connect at both ends. These old copper lines are part of the original circuit. This circuit along Main Street is one of the major three-phase cross-town circuits that distributes power to many parts of Brookhaven.
This was shot in Trinity Newfoundland where I strongly suspect two if not three of these boats were built locally by hand.
Stagecoach Cumbria & North Lancashire YJ15AMV is seen at Buttermere whilst operating a Lakes Connections 77 service via the Honister Pass to Keswick
La carezza è un ponte tra due abissi di solitudine.
Perche il cielo e la terra passeranno, ma certe carezze non passeranno mai..
...sempre... Bayreuth (Germania) ^________^
One morning in early August 2015, I woke up with a terrible pain in my stomach. Later that day I found out that I have a couple of tumors that need to be removed. Two months later I found my housemate Florian laying in his bed in the same position and in kind of a pain when you know that it is serious. He had cancer. Months of fear, pain, worry, sadness. We share an experience of a difficult illness that we were dealing with together and at the same time.
Self-portrait
Seen outside Comber, Northern Ireland is this VDL Bova belonging to Coach Connections (McDermotts of Portaferry) It carries reg no. FFZ 5555.
MX59JCU Alexander-Dennis Enviro 200.
Stagecoach Cumbria & North Lancashire (Kendal) 36105 in Lakes Connection livery.
Windermere bus station loading for Coniston, service 505.
Painting acrylic on canvas,size 50+50 cm,2015.This is a decorative work, I love interesting combinations of colors and patterns.