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The world's sole airworthy FJ-4 Fury at NAF El Centro during the 2018 Tailhook Legacy Flight Foundation training event.
A quick flashback to a photo I took back in June of my friend Kirsten. I think she's stunning :) I miss the long summer (colour filled) days. Now it's already cooler, constantly grey and its getting darker earlier. So crap as I don't have much time in the day to grab a sneaky shot without coming across as a bit of an odd one to my new friends :p
Hope you're all having a lovely autumn.
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Flashback to spring 2023 and the green landscape near Kermen in Eastern Bulgaria. Thi shiny 46 002 of BDZ Cargo is heading towards Pirdop with a rather short copper concentrate train.
I dress to kill my time
I take the long way home
I ask the traffic lights if it'll be all right
They say, "I don't know"
And what once was ours is no one's now
I see you everywhere
The only thing we share
Is this small town
You said it was a great love
One for the ages
But if the story's over
Why am I still writing pages?
'Cause saying goodbye is death by a thousand cuts
Flashbacks waking me up
I get drunk, but it's not enough
'Cause the morning comes and you're not my baby
I look through the windows of this love
Even though we boarded them up
Chandelier still flickering here
'Cause I can't pretend it's okay when it's not
It's death by a thousand cuts
On a cold and snowy day, a little flashback to warm us up... for a Smile on Saturday.... Algonquin sunset on Pog Lake last June
Seeing that tub hanging there reminded me of washing clothes with my grandmother when I was little. I'm really glad they invented washing machines =D. Have a great weekend all and thank you for stopping by!
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Pallid Cuckoo (Cacomantis pallidus)
A seldom seen visitor to our area.
This one was spotted at the Woodville Oval just on two years ago.
Friday Flashback.
With my sister's Triumph TR6 Spitfire. The view is probably the Blackwater River canyon, in or near the Monongahela National Forest.
It was an amazing car to drive the mountain roads of W.Va.
Color Transparency film.
© Leanne Boulton, All Rights Reserved
Candid eye contact street photography from Glasgow, Scotland. Another 'flashback' image from my unpublished archives to wish all of my Flickr friends a fantastic weekend ahead. Enjoy!
We're here visiting Things on things
Cyndi Lauper - Time after time
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hb3Sx1Z-7rk
Lying in my bed, I hear the clock tick and think of you
Caught up in circles
Confusion is nothing new
Flashback, warm nights
Almost left behind
Suitcase of memories
Time after
Sometimes you picture me
I'm walking too far ahead
You're calling to me, I can't hear
What you've said
Then you say, "go slow"
And I fall behind
The second hand unwinds
If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall, I will catch you, I'll be waiting
Time after time
If you're lost, you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall, I will catch you, I will be waiting
Time after time
After my picture fades and darkness has
Turned to gray
Watching through windows
You're wondering if I'm okay
Secrets stolen from deep inside (deep inside)
And the drum beats out of time
If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you, I'll be waiting
Time after time
If you're lost, you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall, I will catch you, I will be waiting
Time after time
Time after time
I've got a suitcase of memories that I almost left behind
Time after time
Time, time, time
But you say to go slow but I fall behind
Time after time after time (after time, oh)
Songwriters: Robert Hyman / Cyndi Lauper
Just dusting off my archives. Remembering the warmer days of summer. Brrrrr chilly here in Dixie, if it's gonna be 14 degrees, a little snow would be nice. It would definitely keep the stores busy, I haven't seen a milk and bread run for quite some time. LOL!
HBW!
hope you don't mind revisiting
this most enjoyable day with me
to Shakespeare in the Park ...
i loved the colours from that lovely day
-SOOC- ☺ Have a Happy
(SaturatedSaturday)
SOCHI 2014
WINTER OLYMPIC GAMES …
No, I wasn't there. This is a TV shot of the Closing Ceremonies so no personal copyrights. I just loved the gentleness of the face of the bear mascot.
GROUP: SMILE ON SATURDAY
THEME: BONNIE BEARS
SUBJECT: WINTER OLYMPIC GAMES 2014 MASCOT - ZOICH
PS … I have never posted anything I took from a TV program before so I appreciate any feedback if I am doing anything wrong here. Thank you.
I have created a group for Midjourney Niji images here: www.flickr.com/groups/niji/ If you are working in Niji please consider joining the group or stop by for a pleasant visit.
Along the north shore of Lake Ontario, on one of winters' coldest days, water from waves crashing against the rocky shoreline freezes quickly. This is a sharp contrast to the current humidex readings of around 40C / 90F in Southern Ontario and upper New York State.
New HILTED release available at The Arcade: Flashback Collection. 25L$ per play
Taxi: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/The%20Arcade/195/137/32
As the current lockdown has given me some spare time , a look in the loft has found numerous boxes of slides. In amongst them i have found a few railway images taken from a good while ago. My scanner does not do this slide justice as regards quality but its the best I've got.
Double headed class 37's headed by 37687 and another unknown at Water Orton in i believe February 1990 .
37687 entered service as D6881 on 21-10-1963.
Re-numbered as 37610 in 1995 and still in service 14-04-2020.
Since Cryptid and the Wolves dragged me back to a med unit, I had been laying in bed, recovering. Several more attempts had been made on my life. The CO insisted that a guard be posted at the entrance of the med tent, but I didn't trust my life to some GI. I had begun sleeping with a knife under my pillow, and after more gas attacks, an oxygen tank. After the medics bandaged me up, I donned my armor once again. That too, I had begun sleeping in. I trusted no one, and was always wary. The flashbacks had stopped, possibly due to the intense stress I was under. Hopefully, it stayed that way. Man, I can't wait to get out in the field again, miles away from everything except those I trust. Anything would be better than this living hell I was in. Wait. What was that? There was a noise outside.
A masked face peered around the corner; I threw one of my knives. The face ducked back at the last second, as the knife ripped a hole in the far side of the tent. "Come on and finish it, you bastard!" i yelled, hatred and fury dripping from my voice. I heard the sound of rapidly retreating footsteps. Thus it went, night after night. I hardly slept anymore, with sounds from the camp waking me up, heart pounding. I could not live like this for long...
Several weeks later...
Finally, I was back in action. After several days of attacks, a trio of old Silent Wolves veterans stood vigil over me, switching off every few hours. I then had a chance to rest, feeling safe. The attacker didn't show up, given the presence of the armed men. And it paid off. Now, I was back on my feet , and preparing my belongings to leave the infirmary. I still had an ugly scar where the bullet penetrated, and the wound twinged every now and again. But I would be all right. I strapped on my armor, and threw on my pack. I gave it a quick, weight-settling jostle, and began to head out of the door. And then, I saw a grenade, standard USDF issue, minus the pin, roll towards my feet...