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When I heard that Prince died today, I was shocked and, inevitably, heartbroken. The entirety of my youth was laced with Prince music, at some points, as ever-present and loud as a soundtrack. And so I had to pull away from Facebook and all the stories and images and R.I.P.s and saddness. I left the house and hit the woods with the dog and the camera in an odd state of mournful delirium, maybe a little denial. I didn't care that it was muddy and drizzling rain. I didn't care that the woods around my place are already seemingly satiated with ticks. Right away, I found an evil-eyed Eastern Box Turtle on the move (surely in search of love) who made me smile. Then I found a fascinating line of odd-shaped, brown fungi, little cauldron cups that I came to learn were so affectionately named Devil's Urn. I also discovered this wonderful wad of warm moss, shaped like a fuzzy heart. The nature walk was healing, as was finding the right music to stream and the right movie to watch this evening. I'm not sure if I feel satiated as of yet. I might have to keep gathering up Prince tomorrow. Life and love in all things, even death.
"i'll watch for you in the night sky, amping up all the starfunk, jamming all the frequencies, reverbing the cosmos."
~ Lidia Yuknavitch
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.
Standing 80 feet tall, Puu Pehe—also known as “Sweetheart Rock” (center) —is one of Lanai’s most recognizable landmarks. It is also the setting for one of Hawaii’s most enduring legends.
The Legend
The story goes that a ravishing young princess from Maui, was captured by a young warrior from Lanai. He took her as his wife and brought her back to his home island. He was so stricken with her beauty that he was afraid to let other men see her, and thus he confined the princess to a sea cave near the rock.
One day, as the warrior was away, the weather suddenly changed drastically, and the raging surf began to pound this side of the island. The warrior rushed back to the cave, but it was too late: His beloved Puu Pehe had drowned. Heartbroken, he retrieved her body and, with the help of the gods, climbed the steep rock island, where he buried her in a tomb. Overcome with grief, the warrior then leapt off the rock to his death.
My sister's family member, Lola, spent her last weekend with the family. She is such a wonderful dog and she is beloved by the extended family as well. Lola had such a big personality and I was fortunate that I had my camera with me to capture her weekend being adored by the family. We will never forget her, we are truly heartbroken, and she will be greatly missed.
C candid street photo of a really dramatic scene. A wedding party takes a group shot on the steps of a building. A young man appeared in the background all of a sudden. He looks rather upset and heartbroken. The bride was warned by the girl in the back row and looks back at the man. He seems to come to say his final goodbye to his beloved who has chosen another man as her husband. He is all protest, but he can do nothing. Black and white version.
1. B O U G A I N V I L L E A, 2. *magnolia(?), 3. Until the Last Moment., 4. Untitled, 5. Daydream believers, 6. stupid butterfly is stupid, 7. summer time..., 8. Heartbroken but Healing, 9. ...
The pics are from various artists, please click them for see more. Thanks you so much people for your piece of art & for inspire me! ♥
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The security council’s ban on mass events till 31 August means that all the big summer events will be cancelled. In Ghent too many are heartbroken, It is the first time since World War I that the Ghent Festivities will not take place. The Festival of Ghent is without doubt the biggest and best-known street festival in Europe, attracting around 2 million visitors each year. “The Ghent Festivities are part of the city’s DNA. The cancellation of course hurts, but we are resilient. In 2021 we plan to party twice as hard” said Mathias De Clercq, the city’s mayor. Here are some memories of the sparkling “Gentse Feesten” from 2014. On display are people enjoying a performance of late Walter De Buck. It was one of his last public appearances before he passed away later that year. Walter De Buck was a singer, sculptor and founder of the modern “Gentse Feesten” – Sint-Jacobsplein, Ghent, Belgium.
We're drowning,
heartbroken, falling...
Time has won
The storm has come
The waves are splashing,
Pulling us under
But we must stay strong
We have to get through.
Swim, swim to the shore,
And start new
This photo was taken a few weeks back, but it more exemplifies the mood of the city this evening as another senseless waste of life has taken place. Minneapolis, you're always on our minds.
I'm reposting this because I watched an episode of Rizzoli and Isles which is recorded in Boston.
The magnificent, Dusty Button, in Anthony Randazzo's lovely, wonderful class, onstage at The Boston Opera House, during The Boston Ballet Fiftieth Anniversary Alumni Reunion Weekend. Fantastic...:)
I was heartbroken to discover that the view from front row seats at the Boston Opera House cuts off the dancers' feet!!!! This may be great for opera audiences, however, it is a disaster for dance photography!!!
I could get decent photos of dancers only when they were jumping! That was after the ballet class moved from the barre to combinations in "the center." Notice the missing feet of the dancers who are not jumping...(:-(
Another interesting observation. The dancers exhibit different dance styles. I imagine it's because the dancers are from all over the world...
The original was in Flickr's Explore. Highest position: 3 on Monday, September 29, 2014
IMG_2574 - Version 2
Much thanks for all the Church love throughout the years. She was a good girl and very easy to love. xo
Gardeners in the Nishat Bagh in Srinagar.
Nishat Bagh is a terraced Mughal garden built on the eastern side of the Dal Lake, close to Srinagar in the union territory of Jammu and Kashmir, India. ‘Nishat Bagh’ is Urdu, and means the "Garden of Joy," "Garden of Gladness" and "Garden of Delight."
Located on the bank of the Dal Lake, with the Zabarwan Mountains as its backdrop, Nishat Bagh is a garden with views of the lake beneath the Pir Panjal mountain range. The Bagh was designed and built in 1633 by Asif Khan, elder brother of Nur Jehan.
When Shah Jahan saw the garden, after its completion in 1633, he expressed great appreciation of its grandeur and beauty. He is believed to have expressed his delight three times to Asif Khan, his father-in-law, in the hope that he would make a gift of it to him. As no such offer was forthcoming from Asif Khan, however, Shah Jahan was piqued and ordered that the water supply to the garden should be cut off. Then, for some time, the garden was deserted. Asif Khan was desolate and heartbroken. When he was resting under the shade of a tree, in one of the terraces, his servant was bold enough to turn on the water supply source from the Shalimar Bagh. When Asif Khan heard the sound of water and the fountains in action he was startled and immediately ordered the disconnection of the water supply as he feared the worst reaction from the Emperor for this wanton act of disobedience. Fortunately Shah Jahan, who heard about this incident at the garden, was not annoyed by the disobedience of his orders. Instead, he approved of the servant’s loyal service to his master and then ordered the full restoration rights for the supply of water to the garden to Asif Khan, his Prime Minister and father-in-law.
The Mughal Princess Zuhra Begum, the daughter of the Mughal Emperor Alamgir II, and granddaughter of the Emperor Jahandar Shah, was buried in the garden.
Sad to see a child's scooter abandoned in the undergrowth at the JFK Arboretum. I wonder if it was left behind by mistake & the child was heartbroken or if it broke & was left deliberately because the parents couldn't be bothered to carry it home & dispose of it? It's a wonder the staff hadn't removed it, looks like it's been there a while.
For 100 pictures in 2017 #97 Unwanted
It's the age-old story of "just make up something racist."
This is the marker for the grave of Susan O. Hail, a woman who died in 1852 while traveling the Oregon Trail in Nebraska.
The original stone is long gone, so in 1933, a new one was placed by Hastings Outdoor Club. They tried to explain this lonesome grave by claiming: "Legends says this pioneer died after drinking water poisoned by Indians."
But that's not what happened.
The truth is that the 34 year old Hail was traveling with her husband Richard and their six children. They were on their way to California. In what is now Adams County, Nebraska, Susan came down with cholera and died.
Richard was heartbroken and poor. He marked the grave with a makeshift marker turned around, heading back for the nearest town so he could have a proper marble stone carved.
He arrived in either St. Joseph or Omaha, sold his horses and bought the stone and a wheelbarrow. He carted the headstone in the wheelbarrow all the way across Nebraska. After laying the stone, he joined another wagon train heading west.
The stone procured by Richard told the basic facts, mentioning nothing about water poisoned by Indians.
After moving on, the stone became a point of local pride. Nearby residents would take care of the grounds surrounding the grave. This is probably where the story of the poisoned water came in.
At some point (before 1933), the stone was destroyed and the one that is there now was erected. There are additional plaques placed by the Oregon-California Trails Association and Nebraska Historical Society that tell the actual story of what happened.
About 4% of those who traveled the Oregon Trail died along the way - the vast majority of those from disease.
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'Atrabilious'
Camera: Chamonix 45F-2
Lens: Steinheil München Anastigmat Actinar 4.5; 135mm
Film: Fomapan 100
Exposure: f/6.3; 1/100sec
Process: FA-1027; 1+14; 9min
Nebraska
July 2023
The story of this little dog entering our lives is bittersweet. My sister Jake had a previous dog named Delilah, a sweet loving dog to the family but extremely protective...long story short she attacked one of our other dogs, Bella, we had no choice but to put her down as much as it hurt. Jake was heartbroken, so to make it a little easier this Christmas we surprised her with this ball of fire
So they say that these old New England homes have character AND a ❤️. Well there is proof of that at The Hearthside House if you stay late enough to see it. No, this is not photoshoped...the heart is really there.
This is what is surprises you in the attic of the House. The door you see lead to a portico that was torn down during the Hurricane of 1938.
The backstory of the house is that Stephen Smith built the house around 1810 to impress his beloved. She rejected the house and he in turn was heartbroken. He never moved into the house or got married.
His heart may have been broken but the home survived and is a living museum to this day.
For more info: www.hearthsidehouse.org/
The Old Ferry Boat Inn , Holywell, Huntingdonshire.
The Old Ferryboat Inn in Holywell claims to be the oldest pub in England, as many pubs do. It was established in 560 so whether it really is the oldest or not, it is certainly very old indeed.
The Inn is supposedly home to the ghost of a young girl whose grave lies in the bar. All manner of unusual happenings are attributed to her, including lights that won't switch off and one night a year when guests don't sleep through the night.
Juliet Tewsley was a young girl who lived in the area nearly 1,000 years ago. She was in love with a forester called Tom Zoul, but, the story goes, he did not love her back. Another version suggests that they had been in love at one time, but he neglected her.
The heartbroken young woman is said to have hanged herself from a tree near the Inn – or drowned herself in the River Ouse – on March 17, in either 1050 or 1078. She was buried in the unhallowed ground close to the Inn and her grave was marked with a simple stone slab.
Had to prove I didn't PS the moose in my last shot. : )
Plus... This made a great natural frame. I was going to crop it different, but I had to get her "dainty" hoof in there for Sara. :-P
Assignment 2: "The natural frame .One of the best techniques for adding interest to an image is to have your subject framed by something on the edge of the image. Everyone read that again. Your subject must be framed. I'll be heartbroken and harsh with critique if we get any pictures of a wonderful frame with no subject. tag with cwd112
Me and Dom had the pleasure of watching these adorable baby mourning doves hatch and grow out right outside our condo last year. There were 2 of them in the nest, they both ended with unfortunate fates, which left me heartbroken for them and the parents. They havent came back to the tree since. I was hoping for more success this year. Me and Dom loved watching them, it was the first thing we would do in the morning. I love his interest in them. Possibly a future birder. I am thankful for these photos i got of these angels.
This is the first image in my 100 X 2017 series. My theme is Bob Dylan songs.
Most people who love music have some-one that has been the sound track to their lives.
For me it is Bob Dylan.
My love affair started when I was a teenager. It was not cool to like Bob Dylan where I came from in the 1970s but there was a small group of us who were dedicated followers, a secret society that would sit around, discussing his lyrics, like pretentious intellectuals. Many of my vinyls have written notes on the lyric sheets. When I heard he was coming to Australia in 1986, my first opportunity to see him, I rang my boyfriend in tears and said that once I see him I can die (True Confessions Tour with Tom Petty at Kooyong). I went to both concerts just in case. Well, fortunately for me I didn't and went on to see all his tours to Melbourne since. Anyone who has seen BD knows that his concerts are "like a box of chocolates" you never know what you are going to get. However, I always feel I am in the presence of royalty (His Bobness).
What I love most about his songs is that they always take me on a lyrical journey of such rich imagery and adventure, I can see the places, the characters, their clothes, the ridiculous and the heartbroken. I can feel the rage of injustice, the blistering sun, the outrageous, idiot wind and smell her sweet perfume.
This image is of me holding Bob's first album Bob Dylan (1962), surrounded by all his original vinyls I have collected over the years. I imagine I have bitten off more than I can chew in trying to do this but I think I will have some fun and I hope you aren't too bored by the journey and can share it with me.
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: 1/320 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).
You said you could save me.
Day 18, I loved this photoshoot so much, vines are so cool to work with, I'm lucky my model was willing to risk getting insects in her hair, just for the photos <3 More photos from this photoshoot later.
"She plays the notes like a winging, like a long leaving, like standing at the edge of what once was and witnessing the losing of something pure and prayed for. It is like Asia weeping, like a sky crying. 'This one,' I turn to her at the piano, 'it always makes me hurt just a bit, Hope.' Is it the beauty of the song?' "
(Ann Voskamp ... "Holy Experience")
www.incourage.me/2011/05/when-youve-been-wounded-cheated-...
In mourning for all of her beautiful companions that have gone before her.
The title and description by *Jen*.
Monky Series #23
WOW!! Finalmente ci sono riuscito!! Ho detto a Trudy che la amo e....... ecco il primo bacio!!
Per completare la bella giornata Gigi mi ha detto che porterà anche Trudy in giro con lui per la città a afrle conoscere meglio Livorno!
WOW!! Finally I did!!! I said to Trudy "I love you" amd.... here is the first kiss!!
To add joy to this day, Gigi said that will bring also Trudy with him around Livorno and her will enjoy the beauty of this city!!
Explore #82 - 22 Marzo 2009
I want you to know that I'm happy for you
I wish nothing but the best for you both
An older version of me
Is she perverted like me
Would she go down on you in a theater
Does she speak eloquently
And would she have your baby
I'm sure she'd make a really excellent mother
'cause the love that you gave that we made
Wasn't able to make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you'd hold me
Until you died, 'til you died
But you're still alive
Chorus:
And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross i bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know
You seem very well, things look peaceful
I'm not quite as well, i thought you should know
Did you forget about me Mr. duplicity
I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
It was a slap in the face how quickly i was replaced
Are you thinking of me when you F*$! her
'cause the love that you gave that we made
Wasn't able to make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you'd hold me
Until you died, 'til you died
But you're sill alive
Repeat chorus
'cause the joke that you laid in the bed that was me
And i'm not gonna fade
As soon as you close your eyes and you know it
And every time i scratch my nails down someone else's back
I hope you feel it...well can you feel it
Alanis Morissette
www.mtv.com/videos/alanis-morissette/10580/you-oughta-kno...
I am heartbroken to have to announce the passing of my grandma Hilda who died at home this morning at 11:32 with her devoted husband, my grandad Bill, and I right by her side. My grandad cared for my grandma during her final years even while unwell himself.
You taught me so many lessons Grandma and I will forever miss your loving guidance. I am lost now that you are no longer in this world with me but I have so many memories to cherish of our time together which will help me to see the light in the dark days ahead as I say my final goodbye.
You have been reunited with your beloved daughter Karen who was taken from you as a child far too soon and also your mother Jane who you never got to know. Please watch over me Grandma and continue to guide me in this life. May you now rest in perpetual bliss. I know that one day we will meet again. Love always, your grandson, Brandon. 💔
Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon them. May they rest in peace. ✞
The world feels just that bit different today. Like so many others I was heartbroken to learn of the death of our beloved Queen yesterday. In one frail faint breath we went from living in the Era of Elizabeth II to the Era of Charles III. It seems unreal and I struggle to imagine a world without her presence. Oh I know that logically her advanced age was against her but there was a part of me that believed she was immortal and would always be with us. She truly was a remarkable woman who ruled for 70 years with grace and dignity, never putting a foot wrong.
But now we move forward and I anxiously await to see what our King has in store. He is a man who had ideas ahead of the times and was talking about the environment, climate change and social reform long before the rest of us got on board. If we give him a chance I believe he will be a good king and hopefully bring about some changes in our world.