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As photographed through the car window on route 91 in Springfield, Massachusetts. You can learn more about the artist here: www.instagram.com/p/DBUNqAbpm3h/
Re-working some older images, taking advantage of new hardware and LR's Denoise feature.
Thanks very much for viewing :)
Don't always get along. Little guy wandered into dad's terrain and dad chased him away head down ready for a good bunt. Little guy eventually came back and dined on his dad's bush without a reprimand. Either short memory or a father/son moment.
Just realized i'm filling my pages with mountain goat pictures. I did take quite a few on the afternoon I spotted them. I will eventually move on but I thought I would share the more intimate pix.
Much to early, but the ducklings have arrived...
This one is just a couple of days old and is one of a family with about 6 - 7 ducklings.
Father duck was so kind to let me approach the family rather near, so I could take a lot of beautiful pictures. This is one of these pictures (a bit cropped).
Thanks father Duck.
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My father and his friends went to Al-Ra'is on the Red Sea for the weekend. It is a small city to the south west of Madinah. On the request of my father, I joined them on this trip.
Believe it or not: it was a real fun. They were all older than me, of course. In fact one of them was my teacher in elementary school.
This photo was taken while my dear father was calmly watching the sunset.
The very first job my father had after coming to the US was as a dishwasher. He was sent to be a window washer but took one look at the height of the skyscraper they sent him to and just about passed out. Here he is working as a body man sometime in the early 1950s.
Most of the focus is spent on the mother and her newborn baby because it was her who gave birth, nursed the baby, etc. But the father also has a very strong, yet different connection to their child.
I remember a moment like this with my own child; just being able to touch, feel and experience his breath on me and just being so proud. A wave of thoughts of teaching him to ride a bike, going hiking, telling stories at night, the adventures of parenthood, seeing him graduate, seeing him off to preschool, college… all in this very instant of holding him close to me. You realize that everything you’ve made of yourself, all of your possessions, all of your accomplishments… none of that is as important as this. Suddenly you feel a huge sense of responsibility and obligation to teach this child everything you know, to protect him and to see he has the best life possible in front of him.
I don’t know what Eddie was thinking here with his 9-day old son Enrique, but his subtle expression helped me realize that being a parent isn’t just a responsibility, it’s a privilege. And I thank God every time I get to see my kids and play with them, discipline them, and even wasting time with them is time well spent.
Caro babbo,
Inutile discutere
D'accordo non saremo mai
Che cosa c'e di strano in cio
Trent'anni ci separano
O forse
C'e il timore in te
Di non trovare piu la forza
D'essere al mio fianco
Se gli ostacoli mi fermano.
Dear father,
It's useless to argue
We'll never agree
There's nothing strange with that
Thirty years separate us
Or maybe
You are afraid
Not to find the strength
To stand by my side
If the obstacles should stop me
(A mio Padre - Andrea Bocelli)
This is one of my favorite pictures of my father, strolling down the avenue-NYC? Newark? D.C.? It could have been one or the other, far from his homeland of Ukraine. I'm sure he went through some culture shock after emigrating to the States after WWII. Photo taken sometime in the 1950s.
On this day that would have been his 89th birthday, I've lit a candle in memory of my wonderful Pappa.
Вічная Память
www.youtube.com/watch?v=vdMPuMeTxzY
Father And Son
Father:
It's not time to make a change
Just relax, take it easy
You're still young, that's your fault
There's so much you have to know
Find a girl, settle down
If you want, you can marry
Look at me, I am old
But I'm happy
I was once like you are now
And I know that it's not easy
To be calm when you've found
Something going on
But take your time, think a lot
I think of everything you've got
For you will still be here tomorrow
But your dreams may not
Son:
How can I try to explain
When I do he turns away again
And it's always been the same
Same old story
From the moment I could talk
I was ordered to listen
Now there's a way and I know
That I have to go away
I know I have to go
Father:
It's not time to make a change
Just sit down and take it slowly
You're still young that's your fault
There's so much you have to go through
Find a girl, settle down
If you want, you can marry
Look at me, I am old
But I'm happy
Son:
All the times that I've cried
Keeping all the things I knew inside
And it's hard, but it's harder
To ignore it
If they were right I'd agree
But it's them they know, not me
Now there's a way and I know
That i have to go away
I know I have to go
Testo della canzone (Traduzione in italiano)
Traduzione a cura di Ermanno Tassi
Padre e figlio
Padre:
Non è tempo di cambiare
Rilassati, prendila con calma
Sei ancora giovane, questa è la tua colpa
Hai ancora molte cose da conoscere
Trovare una ragazza, sistemarti,
Se vuoi puoi sposarti
Guarda me, sono vecchio,
Ma sono felice
Una volta ero come sei tu ora,
E so che non è facile
Rimanere calmi quando hai trovato
Qualcosa che va
Ma prendi il tuo tempo, pensa a lungo
Perché, pensa a tutto quello che hai avuto.
Poichè domani tu sarai ancora qui
Ma forse non i tuoi sogni.
Figlio:
Come posso tentare di spiegarmi,
Se lui ancora una volta distoglie l’attenzione
È sempre la stessa vecchia storia
Dal momento in cui potevo parlare,
Mi fu ordinato di ascoltare
Ora c'è una strada e so
Che devo andarmene
So che devo andare
Padre:
Non è tempo di cambiare
Siediti, prendila con calma
Sei ancora giovane, questa è la tua colpa
Ci sono ancora molte cose da affrontare
Trovare una ragazza, sistemarti,
Se vuoi puoi sposarti
Guarda me sono vecchio,
Ma sono felice
Figlio:
Tutte le volte che piansi,
Tenendo tutto dentro di me
È dura, ma è anche dura
Ignorare tutto
Se avevano ragione, ero d'accordo,
Ma conoscono loro, non me
Ora c'è una strada e io so
Che devo andarmene
So che devo andare
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