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Taken with Canon 5DMk3 & Canon 24 - 70 2.8

Acrobatics perform by Bonfire Circus (Singapore) at the Esplanade Outdoor Theatre during Flipside.

These forget-me-nots have seeded themselves in my garden, blown in by the wind from somewhere. Which is really great, because my mum died of cancer last year, and the St Lukes memorial flower is a forget-me-not

In the woods surrounding Wyming Brook. Different coloured flowers on the same stem.

Watercolour illustration.

The Sandra Dunne Forget Me Not 5K fun run 2013 was held in Stapelstown Village, Donadea, Naas, Co. Kildare, Ireland at 15:00 on May 19th 2013. The race was an event organised to honor the memory of local lady Sandra Dunne and to raise awareness of Cystic Fibrosis in order to raise much needed funds for the Cystic Fibrosis Unit at St Vincent's University Hospital. Sandra's journey in this life was made so much more difficult and ended so much shorter than she deserved with her diagnosis with Cystic Fibrosis. The esteem in which she was held was more than evident today with the superb community spirit and large turn out at this event - with the local community providing volunteers for tasks from time keeping to parking to stewarding to refreshments. The warmth, generosity, and community atmosphere at the race today stands as a fitting tribute to her memory. Congratulations must also to Mick Kane, Rosarii Byrne, and many others for making this race an outstanding success.

 

This photograph is part of a collection of photographs from the event: the start, finish, and general photographs of the day.

 

Overall Race Summary

Participants: There were over 300 adult participants who ran, jogged, and walked the 5KM course. There were about another 100 children who took part in the event.

Weather: A beautiful summer's afternoon with warm sunshine, little breeze, and clear skies.

Course: A lovely rural route where the 1st KM and the final KM are effectively shared and the remainder of the course is a left-handed loop on rural roads near Donadea Forest.

 

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Some Useful Links

St. Vincent's Foundation www.stvincentsfoundation.ie/

Sandra Dunne Memorial Run Facebook Page: www.facebook.com/events/293740690760539/?ref=2

Donadea Running Club (the local running club in Stapelstown) helped with organisation www.facebook.com/donadea.rc?fref=ts

The finish area of the race and the race headquarters (school in the background) on Google Streetview: goo.gl/maps/7zksr

 

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Elliot:

 

"Oh my tears are falling down as I try to forget

Her love was a joke from the day that we met

All of the words all of the men

All of my pain when I think back to when

Remember her hair as it shone in the sun

The smell of the bed when I knew what she'd done

Tell yourself over and over you won't ever need her again"

 

Lyrics by Jeff Buckley

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=HO0svGjVEP8&ob=av2e

Sometimes, out near the edges, it was even possible to forget the Wall was there. (It's just past the treeline)

John Sollinger with his work: FORGET-ME-NOT FOR LOVE

Dont forget aliways to have a dream

Rohid Ali Khan

I like this flower as well as its name.

 

[ Nikon D5200, Nikon AF-S NIKKOR 28mm f/1.8G, f/2.5, 1/800sec, ISO100, Lightroom 4.4 ]

I've seen similar ones of these around, so I thought I'd try my own. It turned out pretty nice.

Chadwick Arboretum and Learning Gardens

The Ohio State University

Columbus, Ohio

the waterfall area on Euphoria. there are quite a lot of elephants about too, but when i sat on one yesterday, he went wildly out of control. haha. i wouldn't normally ride an elephant but in SL, i only weigh a few pixels so he didn't mind.

 

Piper Moda 'Jane Cerise' swimsuit available in my shop or here: marketplace.secondlife.com/p/Piper-Moda-Jane-Cerise-swims...

Forget About Love

 

Theme: S.O.S. (Anything But Love) - Apocalyptica, feat. Cristina Scabbia

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=qFZ9e4wx1H8&feature=relmfu

 

You send me to a broken state

Where I can take the pain

Just long enough

That I am numb

That I just disappear

 

Taking a walk at night, Ioh wanders up to one of the high places in the city. He finds a bench and sits. Much of his time any more is about sitting around. He hates this. It is just so... boring. But more so, his mind is losing sight of why he has come to this city. The map he was given, it is either lost or he has left it back at..., somewhere. He cannot remember. And this annoys him too. He is forgetting much, now, the more he comes to the city, and the more that he finds little to nothing around to give sway to his memory of any purpose for why he is here.

 

Ioh sighs and and slumps into the bench and murrs. "What the hell am I doing here?"

 

His tail swishes now as he pushes forward from his back leaning upon the bench to sitting up, still slumped. Elbows rest on his knees as his hands come up to his face. They rub at the temple of his forehead and he closes his eyes and looks into the depths of the shades of black within his eyelids. The darkness seems welcoming. It feels like some voice or other is saying in his mind, Come to the Void, wecome the veil over you.

 

He murrs again and shakes his head. "I came here for a reason, but I can't remember why."

 

A sudden thought is that maybe he has come here to save some lover. But then he grumbles at that and snorts with a harumph.

 

"Fuck that. I've chased and tried to save enough loves in my life. It's a futile effort. There's no reward in love. None."

 

It is true. He has had more loves than Elizabeth Talor had in her entire lifetime, and only over the span of four years did he surpass the number of past loves that 'Cleopatra' had of husbands. It is no wonder he has a sense of the bitter sweetness with regards to love and the stupidity that comes with it. Love has just as many tragic heroes as war, and each following a similar destructive decorum that the poets so stupidly jabber on about as what sweetness it is to serve and die for love and for futile causes that are both swept away with the wind in the end. Is it any wonder a male, human or feline, is but an utter fool and pawn in both games?

 

Ioh just shakes his head then sighs again, "I'm a fool. I'm a damn fucking fool. Wandering around in this place for God knows what reason. Hell, the Devil may know less, and both laughing at me. The bloke I am. The idiot who has served well in a Chess game that means nothing more than my own torment. And for what? I don't know any more."

 

Through the ramblings and half musings of this tortured soul, Ioh seems to have a moment of clarity. He is almost certain that he was on to a sober truth in his life. But if anything did come to him, it passed by, and it is as if a light has flicked off, and the darkness surrounds him further.

 

Murring again, he says in that moment of disillumination in an anti-epiphany, "I don't know any more. I have forgotten...."

 

So go on and fight me

Go on and scare me to death

Tell me I asked for it

Tell me I'll never forget

You could give me anything but love

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old: Age shall not weary them, nor the years contemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning We will remember them.

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