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" Would you hold my hand if I saw you in heaven?
Would you help me stand if I saw you in heaven?
I'll find my way through night and day
‘Cause I know I just can't stay here in heaven
Time can bring you down, time can bend your knees
Time can break your heart, have you begging please, begging please
Beyond the door, there's peace, I'm sure
And I know there'll be no more tears in heaven "
- Eric Clapton -
* Sometimes we need to burn our fears and forget our losses and just ride in a fast car and fly... *
" You got a fast car
I want a ticket to anywhere
Maybe we make a deal
Maybe together we can get somewhere
Anyplace is better
Starting from zero got nothing to lose
Maybe we'll make something... "
- TRACY CHAPMAN -
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Hooded Vulture (Necrosyrtes monachus) in profile close-up. The hooded vulture (Necrosyrtes monachus) is an Old World vulture. It is the only member of the genus Necrosyrtes and is native to sub-Saharan Africa. It typically scavenges on carcasses. Although this is a common species, numbers of these birds are decreasing rapidly. Threats include poisoning, hunting and loss of habitat, and the International Union for Conservation of Nature has rated its conservation status as "critically endangered". It is a small species compared to most vultures.
Submitted: 11/03/2022
Accepted: 15/03/2022
Who passed away on March 22, 2022. Recently we have lost many friends to death and I feel that this work explains our emotions somewhat, sadness, love, pain, loss, a big gap and life change.
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Felici, my "little Maumau", died last Wednesday - this is one of the last pictures I took of her. She was suffering from a severe kidney disease for a long time but with the help of a special medicine and a daily infusion with a physiological salt solution (my veterinarian taught me how to do that) she could lead a quite normal cat life together with her brother Fellini. But all of a sudden she stopped eating about 10 days ago and then her condition got worse and worse very quickly. On her last day she even stopped drinking water and almost couldn't walk.
My sister came up from Vienna and we both accompanied her on her last way, cuddling and caressing her until the vet told us, that her heart had stopped beating.
I've never been a "pet-person" but as my sister got her and Fellini almost 11 years ago, I somehow adopted them immediately. - So, losing her means a real loss to me, although I'm sure we did the right thing.
I'll get her ashes soon and I'll find some places in nature where I will spread it to make her part of the wilderness she never had as a home cat - that's the most comforting thought for me.
Now isolated in a field, a once busy barn site is surrounded by the lifelessness of a springtime crop field. But unlike the field, the barn, silo and small crib have lost their original purpose and will not regain it. After retiring from our life's work one of the more damaging consequences is to mourn the loss of our purpose and not work to establish another for the rest of our days.
thunder is closing in. i'm drinking wine from my favorite stainless steel wine glass. the word "conductor" comes to mind.
Nothing better then curling up and lossing yourself in a good book . Letting worries and troubles melt away for awhile before you have to face them.
Coming to the Mancave event on the 17th
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The trees stand like sentinels, silent, skeletal, and unmoved. Beyond them, the mountains rise in shadow, cloaked in mist and memory. The sky is thick with cloud, but it’s not the weather that weighs heavy, it’s the presence. Light barely filters through, casting no warmth, only warning. This is not a trail. It’s a threshold. The kind of place where names are forgotten and footsteps echo longer than they should. The forest doesn’t speak. It listens. And the ridge, distant and dark, watches without blinking.
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i've been in SL almost 19 years. I've met and lost alot of people. Friends have passed and it always hurts. But this one shattered my whole heart.
***if you think SL is a game then you've already lost. ***
Masque... i will miss you forever. You touched a part of my soul with our friendship for the last 11 years.... I love you.
i will always be your ...Envy Motherfuckin' Watts
Rest easy my friend
The holidays bring to most people happyness, joy, and most of all, family. Often we suffer brokenness when one or more of these elements are missing as with the loss of a loved one such as family. Social networking sites such as this offer an exciting new relationships and destinations. However, we may not ever afford in person. So reach out and hug someone in need of these missing elements before it’s too late. XOXO!
Water voles are under serious threat in the UK from habitat loss and predation. Good to finally snap one in the flesh.
When I first moved to Moab, I was a camp host along the Colorado River - a few months at Big Bend, a few months at Hittle Bottom, and almost a year at Goose Island. Most of my possessions fit into the back of the White Pony (my Toyota pickup) and in many ways, that time was one of contentment and ease. Seems like yesterday despite the 20 years that have come and gone. Much has changed along the River Road since then - more people (lots more people), more developed camp sites, a certain loss of wildness in exchange for motorized recreations. I've started a project of scenes from my travels along the roads that wind along the Colorado River. Haven't quite figured out the final manifestation of it all, but will be journey through time, both back and forward. Enjoy!
Our travels together never really got off the ground. Just flights of fancy.. On the Orient Express, through Moroccan markets.. Bathing in faraway volcanic springs.. Anywhere but here.
You were the first and deepest friend I made in these pixelated lands.. And even as we drifted in and out over fourteen years, I missed you the most.
I will take you in my heart to Iceland, darling.. I promise.
For Kou, who was taken from us in summer -
"There are days when you wake up happy;
Again inside the fullness of life,
Until the moment breaks
And you are thrown back
Onto the black tide of loss.
Days when you have your heart back,
You are able to function well
Until in the middle of work or encounter,
Suddenly with no warning,
You are ambushed by grief." -For Grief by John O’Donohue
Does that sound strange? Well, let me tell you, it was indeed a strange sight to encounter. In this field, there were scores of dead grasshoppers clinging to these slender stalks. I was simply amazed. When I saw this pair, it really struck a chord. For some reason, it made me think of lost love. You know, losing a lover, the loss of a friendship, the loss of self-love. I'm sure that you catch my drift. Anyway, I found this to be very sad and yet comforting at the same time. After all, they died in each other's arms.
With daylight long gone and a duo of zebra striped SD40-2Ws on the line, I knew I couldn't pass them up just because it was dark! That's when I accidentally missed them at the one close spot I could have gotten pace shots of them. I decided that I may as well head down to Daugh, and see what I could capture there. That ended up being the right decision, as shooting a lift at Daugh in the dark was even cooler than in daylight — and certainly far better than any pace shot I'd have snagged up the line!
With the rest of the train now tied down on the main, the crew takes the two units over the switch, and into the facility to retrieve their cars.
CN Coronado Subdivision
CN L56051 (Local Freight)
CN SD40-2W 5242
CN SD40-2W 5293
Canon EOS R6 | Canon 24-70 f/2.8 II
February 5, 2026 - 8:14 PM MT
When I saw this scene something about the stillness, the light and the setting spoke to me of loss. Since the Princess was with me I thought mainly of those who lose a young child and I couldn't imagine the pain that must cause. My heartfelt sympathies to all of who have lost a child.
I love Susan's (aka mothernature) words much better than mine: It is a vision of what used to be.
Thanks for your friendship and visits.
Old cemetery Freiburg, Germany. Black and white version. Can`t really decide if I like black and white or colour better...
Job 1
Prologue
1 In the land of Uz there lived a man whose name was Job. This man was blameless and upright; he feared God and shunned evil. 2 He had seven sons and three daughters, 3 and he owned seven thousand sheep, three thousand camels, five hundred yoke of oxen and five hundred donkeys, and had a large number of servants. He was the greatest man among all the people of the East.
4 His sons used to take turns holding feasts in their homes, and they would invite their three sisters to eat and drink with them. 5 When a period of feasting had run its course, Job would send and have them purified. Early in the morning he would sacrifice a burnt offering for each of them, thinking, "Perhaps my children have sinned and cursed God in their hearts." This was Job's regular custom.
Job's First Test
6 One day the angels came to present themselves before the LORD, and Satan also came with them. 7 The LORD said to Satan, "Where have you come from?"
Satan answered the LORD, "From roaming through the earth and going back and forth in it."
8 Then the LORD said to Satan, "Have you considered my servant Job? There is no one on earth like him; he is blameless and upright, a man who fears God and shuns evil."
9 "Does Job fear God for nothing?" Satan replied. 10 "Have you not put a hedge around him and his household and everything he has? You have blessed the work of his hands, so that his flocks and herds are spread throughout the land. 11 But stretch out your hand and strike everything he has, and he will surely curse you to your face."
12 The LORD said to Satan, "Very well, then, everything he has is in your hands, but on the man himself do not lay a finger."
Then Satan went out from the presence of the LORD.
13 One day when Job's sons and daughters were feasting and drinking wine at the oldest brother's house, 14 a messenger came to Job and said, "The oxen were plowing and the donkeys were grazing nearby, 15 and the Sabeans attacked and carried them off. They put the servants to the sword, and I am the only one who has escaped to tell you!"
16 While he was still speaking, another messenger came and said, "The fire of God fell from the sky and burned up the sheep and the servants, and I am the only one who has escaped to tell you!"
17 While he was still speaking, another messenger came and said, "The Chaldeans formed three raiding parties and swept down on your camels and carried them off. They put the servants to the sword, and I am the only one who has escaped to tell you!"
18 While he was still speaking, yet another messenger came and said, "Your sons and daughters were feasting and drinking wine at the oldest brother's house, 19 when suddenly a mighty wind swept in from the desert and struck the four corners of the house. It collapsed on them and they are dead, and I am the only one who has escaped to tell you!"
20 At this, Job got up and tore his robe and shaved his head. Then he fell to the ground in worship 21 and said:
"Naked I came from my mother's womb,
and naked I will depart.
The LORD gave and the LORD has taken away;
may the name of the LORD be praised."
22 In all this, Job did not sin by charging God with wrongdoing.
(Toronto, ON; summer 2010.)
This image was taken on labor weekend at Secret Beach Oregon, while I met my photography friend Nam Ing in the morning at this beach after the sunrise. We were happy to chat each other after our last lunar Eclipse meet.
On the afternoon, I rushed from Bondan Beach to Natural Bridge viewpoint hope for a better sunset. I was blocked by First Responders not letting me down since they were busy to rescue someone falling down from the cliff. I had no choice but went to Secret Beach for sunset and milky way shooting.
I did not even know the person falling down and passed away at Natural Bridge viewpoint was Nam Ing until the second day after I back to the Bay Area.Curry County Sheriff's Office Provides Details of Sunday's Fatal Fall at Natural Bridges
What a tragedy!
A big loss in the Bay Area photographer Community!
I knew him since I started the landscape photography 10+ years ago. He had been such a good photographer to deal with, even though I only met him in photography spots, and chat several times about the photography issues. He had been always nice and gentle from my memory. He passed away for what he love the most - photography.
A Photographer To Remember!