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OK maybe not quite yet fierce! Yesterday I was heartbroken to learn that two of the great horned owlet trio I’ve been watching had died. The third also seemed near death but apparently pulled through. At first I thought oh no not the avian flu again, but the symptoms people reported seem more consistent with rodenticide poisoning. Given the urban setting of the nest site it is likely. Representatives from our local raptor center came to pick up the bodies of the two dead owlets and will let a friend of mine know the testing results. Although I did not witness their suffering myself I was beside myself with grief. I will post all my photos and videos to honor them.
You say you need me,
that I'm the light in the end of the tunnel,
the prettiest rose,
that I'm the one who you'll always come back to...
Yet you try to change me,
to someone who I am not,
to someone I can never be...
me - change
The pineappler seller returns in 5 minutes, after none of the residents showed any interest in his offerings.
People from almost all walks of life are going through a difficult phase of making a living.
Hillview Residential Area, Chittagong.
Call this one the big tease.
After 69 years in operation, Colorado's famous Ski Train made its last run on 29 Mar 09 leaving its fans and followers heartbroken. To be fair, the Ski Train had been operating at a financial loss to its owners for 21 years, but the economic collapse, rising liability coverage, and pending and uncertain upgrades at Denver's Union Station were enough to push the Ski Train into the history books.
But in stepped the San Luis & Rio Grande with a plan to continue the 69-year tradition of a passenger train running between Denver and Winter Park, CO. The SLRG had worked out a deal with Union Pacific (who owned the line) and Amtrak (who would run the trains) and the resurrected Ski Train was set to make its first run under new owners on 27 Dec 09! But in the days leading up to the first departure, pending issues remained unresolved. Verbal agreements and good will didn't stand up and things started to fall apart. On 28 Dec 09, the 2009-2010 Ski Train was cancelled. The main issue was that Amtrak could not reach a deal to run the trains citing unsafe equipment.
But none of that drama was in play when I "accidentally" happened out onto the passenger platform at Union Station a week before departure day to snap some shots of the recently leased and arrived SD90MACs which would provide power for the upcoming Ski Train. These things sparkled in the sunshine and I wondered what they would look like heading up the mountains and through the tunnels on their way to Winter Park.
After a brief discussion with a security guard who was quite peeved at my presence, I was on my way with a rare sampling of the Ski Train that never was...
Yesterday, Amy and I helped move our daughter Mara to her new apartment, and new life, in Philadelphia. She is our last child to leave the nest, and while I'm excited for this new chapter of her life to begin, I am also heartbroken to see her go. Love you, Mar! ❤
My Beloved Cat El-Gato "Gats" who passed away Thursday 18-04-2019, he was so gentle, loving and sweet. I am completely heartbroken. I'm going to miss him so much
This is the video of Cutie-Pie that I promised to share with all of you a few months back. Sadly, I'm sharing this under devastating circustances; he passed away today.
My sweet, intelligent, beautiful Cutie-Pie was a member of the family for about 15 years. I miss him so much already. My heart is broken!!!
Love you lots Cutie-Pie.
Llanddwyn Island is named after St Dwynwen, the Welsh patron saint of lovers. Legend has it that she was spurned by a prince and retreated heartbroken to the island. There she was granted three wishes, and asked to be given the power to grant the wishes of true lovers.
Miss Abbie Smith died unexpectedly yesterday. One hour after her rabies vaccination. She was only four years old. My heart is broken ... outcry, Father, outcry.
These are Florida native Cat's Whiskers flowers to honor that precious little creature. Oh God, help me ...
The Lord is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit (Psalm 34:18).
i love that quote.
and the chinese calligraphy on the right means love ♥
btw the next few photos are also going to be my own drawings, so feel free to give me some feedback/ constructive criticism on not only the capture but also my artwork :D
bored? go here :D
wow! another FP! thank you so much everyone !!! ♥
I took this photo for our Christmas cards, however I am heartbroken to tell you that before dawn this morning Coco was hit by a truck & killed. We are just devastated. She added such joy to our family. I can't tell you how utterly heart sick I am right now. We had just had the talk about ALWAYS having her on a leash, & the fence was on order, but to no avail. I also realize I have much to be thankful for, but this still hurts alot. I know Flickr is a happy place, and I don't mean to bring anyone down. I just wanted to post this as a last tribute to my sweet beloved pup, Coco.
Michael Lonsdale (1931-2020) 🇲🇦/🇬🇧 played on
James Bond's Moonraker,
S. Spielberg's Munich
and lots of films.
He, most of all, had a long career as a stage actor, author and director of various plays and musicals.
This picture is taken from one his last initiatives: he would tour churches, reading excerpts of the Bible and other spiritual texts with his virtuoso friend Nicolas Celoro playing pieces of classical music on piano. flic.kr/p/2jJSwBy
Michael Lonsdale, acteur, récitant, en répétition, église de Bassens 2017
Article in The New-York Times:
Michael Lonsdale, a Bond Villain and Much More, Dies at 89
He was best known to many as Hugo Drax in “Moonraker.” But he also worked with a Who’s Who of directors including Truffaut, Spielberg and Marguerite Duras.
By Penelope Green
Published Sept. 26, 2020
Updated Sept. 30, 2020
Michael Lonsdale, a versatile veteran of French cinema who was known abroad for his villains and antiheroes, including the sad-eyed and subtly psychotic Hugo Drax in the James Bond film “Moonraker” and the mysterious intelligence broker in Steven Spielberg’s “Munich,” died on Monday at his home in Paris. He was 89.
The death was confirmed by Olivier Loiseau, his longtime agent.
Over his long career, Mr. Lonsdale appeared in nearly 200 films, including “Day of the Jackal” (1973), in which he played the dogged detective Claude Lebel, and worked with a Who’s Who of directors, including Mr. Spielberg, François Truffaut, Orson Welles, Luis Buñuel, Jean-Jacques Annaud, and James Ivory, for whom he appeared as Dupont d’Ivry, a French diplomat, in “The Remains of the Day” (1993).
“He was as much a presence as an actor,” J. Hoberman, the American film critic, said in a phone interview, “a big hulking man, sometimes bearded, whose movements and voice were distinctively delicate.”
That incongruity was his calling card (as were his paintbrush eyebrows).
In the avant-garde films that he loved, most notably Marguerite Duras’s “India Song” (1975), a gorgeously soapy tragedy that is a touchstone of the era’s European art cinema, Mr. Lonsdale’s shambling presence was a kind of ballast. He played a heartbroken vice consul in thrall to the adulterous wife of an ambassador, played by the equally compelling Delphine Seyrig.
“I think it’s his greatest film,” Mr. Hoberman said. “It’s a very minimal incantatory movie — there’s not much action, and yet he really holds the screen.”
In a Twitter post, the film critic Richard Brody, a contributor to The New Yorker, called Mr. Lonsdale “the secret agent of cinematic modernity.”
Le Monde described him as “an actor from elsewhere who seemed to embody the human condition by looking in from the outside.”
Joan Dupont, a Paris-based film critic and a contributing editor at Film Quarterly, said in an email that Mr. Lonsdale was particularly devoted to Ms. Duras, with whom he made three movies.
“He was Duras’s bulky leading man and trusted friend, famous for his deep thrilling voice, the voice of a man in pain, an unrequited lover,” Ms. Dupont wrote. “The morning after Duras died, I saw Lonsdale pacing in front of her apartment on the Rue Saint-Benoît, this magnificent colossus, lost, with a bouquet that looked wilted by grief.”
Mr. Lonsdale’s heart was in European cinema, the more experimental the better, but he did indulge his agent every once in a while by accepting a more commercial part.
Mr. Loiseau said that Mr. Lonsdale at first rebuffed an appeal to play Rachel Weisz’s father in “Agora,” a 2009 Spanish drama set in ancient Egypt directed by Alejandro Amenabar. “‘It’s what I hate,’” Mr. Loiseau recalled him saying. “‘Two hours of makeup, it’s going to be very hot, and in the end it’s just CNN in the fourth century, war all the time.’”
Mr. Amenabar had to fly to Paris to woo Mr. Lonsdale. He relented because he thought the script was smart — and because, Mr. Loiseau said, “As an agent I had to be a little greedy on his behalf.”
In 2012, Mr. Lonsdale was asked by a James Bond fan site if he had thought that his career might suffer if he accepted the role of Hugo Drax in “Moonraker” (1979), the 11th film in the series. “On the contrary,” he said. “Because I made so many films that were not really very popular or didn’t make much money, and I only made poor films, so I thought I might like to be in a rich film.”
“Moonraker” was a gift that just kept giving, for better or worse. Fans over the decades sent Mr. Lonsdale photos of him in the movie, hoping for an autograph, which he never gave. But when PlayStation added “Moonraker” to its 007 Legends game series, and asked Mr. Lonsdale to record the deep voice of his villainous character, he agreed.
When he arrived at the studio, Mr. Loiseau recalled, a young Californian producer “behaved as if God was coming for a visit.”
In 2012, Mr. Lonsdale won a César Award, the French equivalent of the Oscar, for his role as a monk in “Of Gods and Men,” a film by the French director Xavier Beauvois set in war-torn Algeria in the 1990s about the real-life capture and murder of an order of monks by Muslim fundamentalists.
In a startling and moving scene, Mr. Lonsdale’s character explains his idea of love to a teenage girl in vivid secular terms — as attraction and as a life force. It was pure improvisation, Mr. Loiseau said.
“He was really a pure soul,” Mr. Loiseau added, “solitary, but very humanistic.”
Mr. Lonsdale, who never married, leaves no immediate survivors.
Le Monde described him as "an actor from elsewhere who seemed to embody the human condition by looking in from the outside."
Mr. Lonsdale was born on May 24, 1931, in Paris. His father, Edward Lonsdale-Crouch, was an officer in the British Army. His mother, Simone (Beraud) Lonsdale, was Irish and French.
He grew up on Jersey, in the Channel Islands, where his parents ran a hotel, before moving to London and then, in 1939, to Morocco, when his father took a job with a fertilizer company.
After the French fleet was attacked by the British in Algeria the next year, Michael’s father was jailed by the Vichy authorities for suspected treason. When the Allies landed in North Africa in late 1942, he was released, much diminished. It was his father’s suffering that Mr. Lonsdale reached for when he played the vice consul in “India Song.”
In 1947, Mr. Lonsdale and his mother, who had divorced his father and remarried, returned to Paris, eventually moving into a large, airy apartment left them by his grandfather behind the Hôtel des Invalides in the Seventh Arrondissement.
Mr. Lonsdale would remain in the apartment until his death. His last role, as a rueful, weary Edgar Degas at the end of his life in the French short film “Degas et Moi” (2019), was filmed there.
Penelope Green is a feature writer in the Style department. She has been a reporter for the Home section, editor of Styles of The Times, an early iteration of Style, and a story editor at The New York Times Magazine. She lives in Manhattan. @greenpnyt • Facebook
A version of this article appears in print on Sept. 27, 2020, Section A, Page 28 of the New York edition with the headline: Michael Lonsdale, 89, Actor Who Played Bond Villain and Much More, Dies.
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While I think about all I have to be grateful for on this Thanksgiving day, I can't help but be heartbroken by the death of the six children in Chattanooga TN a few days ago in a horrible school bus accident. It reminded me of a very similar accident back in 1959 in Garrett County MD that I learned about this summer. We visited this memorial back in June, and I was very moved by the joyful sculpture and beautiful poem.
Sunset at Cleadon Windmill.
The ruined windmill on the hills was constructed in the 1820s. The mill is built on the highest part of Cleadon Hills on a slight artificial mound. The building incorporates a stone reefing stage, a feature that was peculiar to windmills in the area.
The mill was severely damaged in a storm at some time during the 1870s, and then suffered the indignity of being a target for gunnery practice during the First World War. A photograph dating from the 1920s shows the rotating cap and the windshaft more or less intact but without the sails, which were presumably destroyed during the storm that put the mill out of business. Nowadays the entrances to the mill are barred and locked, the remains of internal machinery that were visible in the mill during the 1970s are now gone, although broken fragments of a millstone remain.
A local legend relates the story of Elizabeth Gibbon, a heartbroken woman who threw herself from the top of the mill tower and whose ghost apparently haunts the ruin of the mill to this day. The windmill was operated by the Gibbon family at the time the storm took place, which lends some weight to the tale of Elizabeth's suicide.
.no matter the tools you possess.
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TOTW ~ 'Love'
I got me a new series going here, for sure.
I promise that I will investigate the happy side of love here soon...haha. For some reason all the heartbreaking concepts are the ones that hit me the most.
Maybe I'l try to get cute here before the week ends. ;-)
I also am trying to formulate something involving my new fedora.
So far, I got nothin.
All that said, hey it's Wednesday already, how about that?! :)
It will be the weekend before we know it. *prays*
Hope everyone had a good day!
Love and hugs, thanks so much for all your comments and faves recently!!!!
xoxo
Random Fact de jour: I drink my tea with cream and one sugar and from an Eeyore cup.
I'll negotiate about the cup, but that's about it.
Just glued to the television today - feeling shocked, scared, embarrassed, horrified, and completely heartbroken.
We got to see two different sets of cubs while visiting a small area of Lake Clark National park. This was Agro and her three cubs.
It was so much fun watching the 3 cubs play. But the fun was balanced out with some drama the next day. We were cruising on the beach when our guide spotted a bear running. As we got closer, we realized it was a cub without its mother. Our guide quickly checked the meadow, and Agro was there with only 2 cubs. The cub was running in the wrong direction!
Heartbroken, we decided to leave Agro alone in hopes that she would eventually find her cub. The other lodge instructed all the other groups to leave Agro alone.
Fortunately, the next morning had a happy ending. We spotted Agro with 3 cubs.
The lost cub is that darker cub on the right (I think).
Please pray for a miracle tonight.
My friend and colleague's 8 month old baby boy, Arthur, is being taken off his ventilator at GOSH and brought home to his family after they were told there was nothing more they could do for him.
I'm just heartbroken for them and feel so terribly guilty. Her words last night were:
"unless there's a miracle..."
Apologies for sensitive nature but needed to mark this day.
Self Portrait shot by my dear friend: Mazyoona Abdulla
Edited By: Lateefa
Artistic Direction: Collaboration between Mazyoona Abdulla and Lateefa
This is an out-take from a photo shoot I was doing with Mazyoona for a
book she produced as part of her graduate exhibition. It was an honor to
be one of the models and to have a part in the production of her book.
The painting in the background was painted by me as a cathartic release
after I lost a family member. Its is covered in overlayed repetitive writing.
Size 2 meters by 180cm
When I found this lock in Cologne, among thousands of them, I couldn't stop staring at it. I kept thinking of the unknown person who left it there, and how he/she must have felt. It might have been a joke, or it might not. But certainly, there are people out there who accepted with resignation that they will be forever alone.
Sweet Ella-belle, our dear friend Elizabeth's beautiful golden girl, died yesterday. unexpected and way too young. Cisco and I are heartbroken. we will love her forever. we will miss her forever.
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I've been wanting to do something like this with these stuff for so long. This one's just an experiment. I've yet to perfect everything and bring out a better shot using the same elements.
Processed Using Adobe Photoshop CS4
P.S. i dont understand Explore aka the so called 'Magic Donkey'. the shots that i think are worth being on Explore never do go on on there and the ones that i put least effort on and dont expect anything from go on Explore. so weird. i've seen this on other people's photostreams too - shots of theirs that truly deserve Explore front page don't even make it to Explore.
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Splashes of colour fill the sky over the Spanish Banks in Vancouver last night. A dog patiently waits, as his friends take a moment to capture the beauty around them, possibly unaware of the tragic events from the evening before. A toxic oil spill contaminated the waters of our beloved English Bay and the beaches of our great city. I'm heartbroken at the thought of any fish, seabirds or marine mammals that will be affected. YesterEve 04-09-2015
Nakameguro (中目黒) is a quiet residential district of Meguro, Tokyo. It is very nice to walk along the Meguro River (目黒川).
Many scenes in the drama series “Matrimonial Chaos” (最高の離婚 Saikou no Rikon) and Shitsuren Chocolatier (Heartbroken Chocolatier / 失恋ショコラティエ) of Fuji TV took place on streets of this area also.
Camera Information:
Model: Sony NEX-5N, Shutter Speed: 1/640 sec, Aperture: f/2, Focal Length: 50mm, ISO: 100
Lens: Metabones Sony A-mount to NEX Speed Booster Adapter + Sony 50mm f/1.4 Lens Alpha Mount (SAL50F14).
Sometimes a broken heart is merely an excrutiating, yet necessary transitional state to something even better. Taken in the wee hours of April 17, 2016.
Even after a long night of work -
Even after the company of the lavish -
- the opulent,
- the debaucherous,
We can find pleasure in the simple things, like a meal in a hole in a wall after we kick off our giuseppe zanotti heels and let down our hair
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One morning, as the sun gently rose, an Elven bard named Lyrian strummed his lute beneath the ancient trees. He played a haunting melody about a heartbroken fae named Elion, whose spirit had dimmed with sorrow. His lover had found another to share his bed, leaving Elion with the weight of unspoken pain.
As the notes floated through the air, the lyrics told a tale of love gone by:
"You touched my soul with your beautiful song,
You even had me singin' along right with you, you said,
'I need you,' then you changed the words and added harmony,
Then you sang the song you had written for me to someone new.
Oh, but nobody sings a love song quite like you do.”
{.⋅ ♫ ⋅.}Vibes {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.}
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Came home from vacation to learn that my 15 year old cat, Jinx, had taken a turn for the worse. He had been diagnosed with Megacolon 7 weeks prior and had shown a little improvement after a procedure and medications, so I was hopeful. But he now had completely stopped eating and hadn't had a bowel movement in days, and during the 7 weeks had lost more than 1/2 his weight. Although he still explored the yard and purred like crazy when cuddled, it was clear that he was uncomfortable. Rather than wait for him to inevitably severely suffer, I made the very very difficult decision to let him go yesterday. I have to admit, I am heartbroken.
12.4.14... our wee cat is still missing. I feel horrible. I keep imagining what could have happened to her. Tonight will be the third night where she hasn't been fed or warm or cuddled. We've put up posters and walked through the local woods but there's been no sign of her. My poor kitty. I'm a bit heartbroken.
Today I unexpectedly lost my beautiful dog Sammy. I came home to find her coughing up blood and it coming out of her nose on Thanksgiving. I rushed her to the emergency vet and she had cardiac arrest and I had to put her down there was no treatment option. Apparently she had undiagnosed lung and liver cancer that was missed despite regular checkups. They were only found today because the ER vet did an ultrasound. A tumor ruptured in her lungs causing the blood to come out of her nose and for her to not be able to breathe and cough. My heart is broken. Gone but never forgotten 2018-2006. RIP sweet girl I'll always miss you and birding won't be the same without you. This border collie x blue heeler loved birding with me she never chased a bird and helped me find nighthawks and other birds she would sit down and patiently watch them and never chase them. She was a real gem. She was my heart. I am completely heartbroken. I got her from the SPCA 12 years ago as a scared little puppy. I'll miss her forever.
Cleadon old Windmill at Sunset.
The ruined windmill on the hills was constructed in the 1820s. The mill is built on the highest part of Cleadon Hills on a slight artificial mound. The building incorporates a stone reefing stage, a feature that was peculiar to windmills in the area.
The mill was severely damaged in a storm at some time during the 1870s, and then suffered the indignity of being a target for gunnery practice during the First World War. A photograph dating from the 1920s shows the rotating cap and the windshaft more or less intact but without the sails, which were presumably destroyed during the storm that put the mill out of business. Nowadays the entrances to the mill are barred and locked, the remains of internal machinery that were visible in the mill during the 1970s are now gone, although broken fragments of a millstone remain.
A local legend relates the story of Elizabeth Gibbon, a heartbroken woman who threw herself from the top of the mill tower and whose ghost apparently haunts the ruin of the mill to this day. The windmill was operated by the Gibbon family at the time the storm took place, which lends some weight to the tale of Elizabeth's suicide.
It is impossible to go through their doors without being heartbroken for all those people walking in & out. Celebrate life !!! ♥️ And just a little fact about me: my mutated Eastern European genes can’t handle alcohol (at all !)
Helgamine (Big Witch) and her sister Zeldaborne (Little Witch) are citizens and the only two witches of Halloweentown.
Zeldaborne (Little Witch) was engaged to Victor Draculason, but one early morning, he went for a walk and never returned, leaving her a widow. Heartbroken, she turned to witchcraft and has never been the same ever since.
14 days until Halloween
It's better to forget than to be heartbroken
Too fast to love , too late to know
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Lost PIp, our little Jack six weeks ago. Heartbroken and said I'd never have another!! Here we are with Dolly, house was too empty.
One week on and I've got to Dolly proof the garden. Lol. Gonna have some fun with this little live wire.
Her last day before euthanasia. Her cancer had metatisized and her lungs weren't working well. I am heartbroken but she is not suffering any longer.
Cisco Sugarbear
September 21, 1999 - April 28, 2014
I am heartbroken about the loss of my beloved Sugarbear.
The king of butterflies in honor of the King of Kings! And as Jim said - a caterpillar to represent new life. And after all - Jesus created the miraculous life cycles of this and all caterpillars as well as the miracle (and mystery) of the Monarchs' migration to Mexico. This caterpillar was in the lantana in my flower garden in Georgia.
Here's a heavenly story from a book I'm reading by a woman, Valerie Paters, who was teased as a child because of her difficulties walking and was in a deadly car accident as an adult - and visited Jesus in heaven. She returned to tell about it. If you're skeptical - check out interviews online or her book. Here's an excerpt appropriate for the day:
"Lush green plants & big leafy trees stood on its banks. Butterflies landed on gigantic fruit hanging from branches that arched the river. Melodies from harps, pianos, horns and drums hung in the atmosphere like symphonies applauding the King of heaven. ...
"One moment I was on its banks; the next, I was midstream with Jesus splashing me. I didn't know what to think. He splashed me again, and it was on. We played like children. Without a word, I understood that Jesus didn't want me on the sidelines watching other people having fun. ... He remembered the heartbroken kid who couldn't walk. He knew she still needed to play. Former hurts were washed away. New, holy memories took their place.
"Joy! Joy! Joy! The river sang it, and I thought I heard the trees clap their hands."
(Valerie Paters & Cheryl Schuelke, "Heaven is a Breath Away: an Unexpected Journey to Heaven and Back")
Have a very blessed & Merry Christmas!!! Vicki