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“What have I to prove, and to whom, and why? I'm keen enough to want nothing more than to live a simple, humble, unfettered life.”
― Donna Lynn Hope
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One morning, back in 2001, I embarked on one of my many bargain-hunting excursions with my childhood mate. Our plans included him taking me to a couple of his favourite NYC outdoor flea markets.
One could call me a skeptic long before it was supposed, so I really never thought I'd find a bargain in NYC - much less in trendy Chelsea. He & I had grown up in S.C. & had thrifted our way from there to NYC, so this market was more-or-less just supposed to be about spending a quality time with a mate.
After digging through many piles of crap that I knew these sellers had grabbed for nothing elsewhere & were selling for not-so-bargain, bargain prices, I stumbled across these four metal claw-foot, with glass ball end "thingies".
They were in a massive junk pile in a basket on the ground & I was immediately & inexplicably drawn to them. Without thinking, I'd decided I HAD to have them - whatever they were - and didn't know why.
I managed to haggle the merchant down to $5 and as the burly stall-holder was placing them in a paper bag, he explained they were old piano stool leg ends. I repressed a smile, because without knowing it, he'd answered the "I don't know why the hell I'm buying this" question rattling silently about in my mind.
You see, my Mum's a pianist. Growing up, she was actually the lady in church pianist. I remember sitting in the pews, watching her play & it made me feel so proud - that was MY MUM up there! My great Grandmother - long gone before I was born - had also been a musician. She was actually a music teacher - an educated woman in America - way before the education of women was the "norm".
So, there I was, in NYC, digging through piles of crap - the energy of my ancestor deftly guiding my hands to these objects I felt I HAD to have, but wasn't certain why. And before I even had the chance to contemplate the matter, here was this surly gentleman unwittingly tieing my illogical impulse purchase neatly together.
Sometimes, life seems so clear. Sometimes, we think it's clear & we have retrospect moments when we realise situations weren't as they had first appeared. Life gets messy. We tend to get mired in the insignificant & don't even know it's occurring.
On this day, in Chelsea, without expectation or want, I'd received a gift. I decided to honour this gift by designing a pot rack entirely around my find. The wall-mounts are adjustable Umbra curtain rod mounts (Bed Bath & Beyond), the white bars are simple wooden dowels (hardware store) painted white. The cast-iron skillets are my Grandmother's & the ends are, well you know what they are.
This wall's just to the left of my bedroom entryway & every time I walk through, I smile & remember the day my great-grandmother guided & spoke to me, though we had never met.
I try to stay humble & kind & to remember the simple things in life are the things which hold the most meaning. It is now 2008 & I am again reminded that wherever I go, the spirit & the strength of my ancestors surrounds me. For this, I am grateful. To you all, a loving thank you, for I know we shall meet one day.
photographer: a. golden, eyewash design: 01 Jan. 08, NYC
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We have to remember that this beautiful and humble Nature is also powerful. We have to respect it.
This is the third picture from my series I took in Ireland.
So pretty, yet so humble.
"Wealth is not diminished by giving (in charity). Allah augments the honor of one who forgives; and one who displays humbleness towards another seeking the pleasure of Allah, Allah exalts him in ranks."
Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him)
The Humble Egg
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Camera Left: LumoPro LP180, full CTO gel, MagMod MagGrid, triggered by PocketWizard PlusX.
Camera Right: LumoPro LP180, full Cyan gel, MagMod MagGrid, triggered by PocketWizard PlusX.
Subject Rear: Paul Buff White Lightning X1600, 1/4 CTB gel, triggered by PocketWizard PlusX.
One of the nicest most humble men I ever met. I sold him several pair of boots and hats when I was there. I have read all of his books. If you like westerns you will enjoy his.
Elmer Kelton
Born in Horse Camp, Five Wells Ranch, Andrews County, Texas, The United States April 29, 1926
DiedAugust 22, 2009
Websitehttp://www.elmerkelton.net/
GenreLiterature & Fiction, Westerns
Elmer Kelton (1926-2009) was award-winning author of more than forty novels, including The Time It Never Rained, Other Men’s Horses, Texas Standoff and Hard Trail to Follow. He grew up on a ranch near Crane, Texas, and earned a journalism degree from the University of Texas. His first novel, Hot Iron, was published in 1956. Among his awards have been seven Spurs from Western Writers of America and four Western Heritage awards from the National Cowboy Hall of Fame. His novel The Good Old Boys was made into a television film starring Tommy Lee Jones. In addition to his novels, Kelton worked as an agricultural journalist for 42 years. He served in the infantry in World War II. He died in 2009.
"Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam,
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home."
John Howard Payne
This *cute little starter home* is sited just up the road from the old Lorton prison. They both merit the moniker "The Big House" although for vastly different reasons.
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Standing tall since 1836 🌊✨ Cape Spear's historic lighthouse is not just a beacon of light, but a symbol of resilience and maritime heritage. Surrounded by the stunning rugged beauty of Newfoundland, it offers a glimpse into it maritime past. Feeling humbled and inspired by this incredible piece of history.
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No matter when I come by, it seems Oak Hill is always closed. At best, I can wedge my lens through the wrought iron fence to catch a glimpse of what lies beyond.
One of my favorite views in America; looking out over the vast landscape carved by the Colorado River. Standing on the edge of a thousand foot precipice, surveying the jagged spires and massive hoodoos along the White Rim, which dips another thousand feet into a mesmerizing maze of ruts and canyons. It’s a grand view that is humbling to any onlookers who may grace it’s presence.
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Detail of the hands of a woman (Nepal).
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Still - in a way - nobody sees a flower - really - it is so small - we haven't the time -
and to see takes time, like to have a friend takes time.
Georgia O'Keeffe
My humble real avatar send you Hugs from Paris for this end year... (with or without my claws... choice... oops i'm what i'm XD)
In the tradition of Vallys, I never wish the new year .. before.
So I say to you very soon for next year, wish it'll better. :))
It's cold actually @Paris, but sunshine is here and my mind.. What else ? ;-)
(photo taken by my eldest daughter 13 years)