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So, I've been housesitting at this house for years now and Stella has never ever let me get close to her, let alone pet her. But for some reason this evening as I was sitting in the grass getting pics she came up and I was suddenly her best friend! She would not leave me alone. It was so funny! I wonder if she'll remember me when next I see her...
Photograph taken at 12:42pm on September 26th 2008 close to Sidney by the sea in British Columbia on Vancouver Island, Canada.
Nikon D300 105mm 1/400s f/10.0 iso200 Jpeg Fine (8 bit) Hand held. AF-S single point focus. Programmed Auto exposure mode. Matrix metering. Auto white balance.
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Nikkor AF-S 18-135mm f/3.5-5.6G ED. Jessops 72mm UV filter. Nikon GP-1 gps unit.
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A flickr friend recently responded to one of the photos of my dad's passing with an account of her own experience while in a drug induced coma and on a ventilator. In her case, she had been struggling with a respiratory virus for three weeks when her condition took a turn for the worse. Her condition declined to the point where she needed to be sedated and be placed on a ventilator. An estimated four days on a ventilator turned out to be actually nine days with an accompanying lengthy hospital stay. She has since recovered and had some encouraging insights regarding what she had experienced while anesthetized and in a deep coma. After waking, she was able to recall specific details of conversation which had occurred around her and she was keenly aware of the presence of loved ones. She explained how important the human touch and words of encouragement from loved ones and friends had been to her morale and recovery.
During the final days of my dads passing many were able to be with him in person and share some final words. There were questions as to what he could and couldn't hear and what he may or may not have been aware of going on around him. One of the things we did for family members who couldn't be there was hold our phones to his ear so they could say a few final words. It's encouraging to know that there is a good chance he was aware of the conversations going on in the room and that he was aware of the presence of his loved ones being there with him. My Dad would have been encouraged to have heard those final phone conversations and he would have been happy to know that we were all there with him as he transitioned out of this world.
A Flickr friend asked me to take his wife out for lunch because his work was too demanding ,and of course as any good friend would do I invited her for lunch.
'A friend is one to whom one may pour out all the contents of one's heart, chaff and grain together knowing that the gentlest of hands will take and sift it, keep what is worth keeping and with a breath of kindness blow the rest away.'
~ Arabian proverb
This card uses images (flora and 'Friend' sentiment) from an Archiver's exclusive Hero Arts set called "Friend". The definition background was masked off and stamped, then the flora image was stamped on top of that and heat embossed with white EP. Black gemstones were added for sparkle. The edges of the card were scored with my Scor-Pal tool. Thanks so much for looking! :)
After reading her book a few years ago, I contacted Niza and we became friends since.
Niza is an inspiration, a person who will do anything to help abused children especially.
She travels around the country and speaks with anybody who wants to hear. She initiates talks with the listeners. She speaks wherever she's invited, even in jails.
Niza is a mother of eight children, all grow ups, and a grandmother of seventeen grandchildren.
She went through hell and back. She has a heart full of love and a strong and bright spirit.
It is a privilege to know her.
This is an extract from her book 'Farewell, little Messa'.
"How did you survive? How did you not go insane? How did you not commit suicide?”
"I ask myself, but I don’t have a response that can really explain any of it, or the anger I feel toward myself, or my self-revulsion. I ill-treated myself just as everybody else ill-treated me, sometimes even more. The fear of encountering myself blinded me and prevented my re-birth—from within myself, from my gaunt and fragile body. But a body that no longer retained a complete Holocaust."
My childhood enemy and one of the closest friend Mihir. Always makes a point to vist me when he is in baroda....great guy.... came along with Krisha...another great guy
Wage 136/365.
"Uhm... David... a huge pork dumpling sounds really tasty, but this guy is radioactive and seriously cute..."
'Fang' finds a friend...
I love the T-Rex- he's even more old fashioned then Fang... he definitely looks like he is from the Willis O'Brien or Charles Knight school of dinosaurs ( en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Willis_O'Brien en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_R._Knight ).
The artwork in the instructions are suitably gory with the 'rex taking a bite out of a poor Brachiosaurs neck.
We have already been friends for five years. I used to think that we'll go to together to the same. But now, you're having many another friends and you forgot me and other, right? I ain't jealous. I just feel sad when you behave me like that. I don't know you don't remember or don't want to remember my birthday. My mother told me that you didn't deserve me and she forced me to cut off all contact with you. Of course I don't agree. I don't want to lose a friend whom i always like hanging out, singing , watching TV or . . . together !!
Took my new American friend out the other day to show her some photography stuff.. Some of the results
Canon EOS 5D Mkii | Canon EF 50mm f/1.8
f/1.8 | 1/200 sec | ISO 100
Two layered images, processing done in CS6
I love this cat. She always greets me when I come home. She sleeps on her own bed next to mine and gets up with me in the morning. She owns her territory and woe betide any other cat who strays into it. She's loyal, faithful, and puts a smile on my face. I looked after her when she was a kitten and we have bonded.
I like this shot for the pose, the eyes, and the shadow of her ears.
Taken from above, quickly, handheld with D700 and 50mm, F4, ISO560, 1/2000