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Bit partial to a bit of sing-along Abba and this one is idea and one of my favourites for those occasions.

 

For ‘Music for the eyes’, the theme for Smile on Saturday this week.

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Well actually it isn't Bonny but a very amusing birthday card sent to my wife from the family! If you want to know more about the people who produced the card please visit www.avantipress.com

 

Our Bonny Lass was born in Ireland and was originally thought to be a labrador/collie cross - but our dog trainer thought she is a 'Heinz 57 Varieties' with some Lurcher and Staffie thrown in! Whatever she is, she is adorable!

 

She is now thirteen years old and although she's slowing down she can still give dogs half her age a run for their money in short bursts!

 

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Hello my amazing Flickr friends !

 

Today is a pink or purple day at Color my World Daily. And the theme at Smile on Saturday is money box. And guess what ? I have a collection of piggy banks :-). All my piggy banks are exactly like the one you see in the picture but different sizes. I started this collection 14 years ago, when I had my first son. I’m always putting my coins in my piggy banks and I try not to empty them… My biggest one weights almost 20 pounds !!! It is full of coins but I also put some bills …So who knows how many millions is there in this piggy ? Maybe I’m super rich ! Seriously I doubt it but I must admit that I stoped overspending during the pandemic… Isn’t that awesome ? I’m keeping my money for a family vacation when it will be possible again.

I just hope we will be able to travel again before my sons are adults…

  

Have an amazing day my friends !! See you later !

 

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After getting skunked on a previous trip with former NS leasers our contingent was rewarded with a perfect 3 pack of blue ACe's and clear skies. With time running out on the line we considered ourselves lucky having the stars align on this remote Northwoods railroad.

Go ahead and cry

shallow pools of blood

How long will it last?

How long 'til you learn?

'Nother stack of sins

to be buried in

Diamond noose at your throat

 

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No Games and No Bullshit , when love is just pure and true! When respect and Truth brings you together then its Money , You can Bank on that !!! Money Moves !!!

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I have a feeling that title has been used before :) Yes, took my fisheye on the train to Boston which gave me something to do as everything rushed past. Have to make fast decisions!

 

Edit: 16 mm f2.8 Nikon fisheye bought secondhand about 25 years ago and no electrical connection for camera to know what it is. I bought it not long after we married and my was impressed it paid for itself almost immediately when a photo won a competition. About the last one I won with any money attached :)

Money Suit Batman.

Earlier this year I created some 8x8 vignettes using the Batman Movie CMF for the Brickfanatics Website. I've created another four using the TRU CMF here's the first one.

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The color version of the photo above is here: www.lacerta-bilineata.com/ticino-best-photos-of-southern-...

 

THE STORY BEHIND THE PHOTO:

So far there's only been one photo in my gallery that hasn't been taken in my garden ('The Flame Rider', captured in the Maggia Valley: www.flickr.com/photos/191055893@N07/53563448847/in/datepo... ) - which makes the image above the second time I've "strayed from the path" (although not very far, since the photo was taken only approximately 500 meters from my house).

 

Overall, I'll stick to my "only-garden rule", but every once in a while I'll show you a little bit of the landscape around my village, because I think it will give you a better sense of just how fascinating this region is, and also of its history.

 

The title I chose for the photo may seem cheesy, and it's certainly not very original, but I couldn't think of another one, because it's an honest reflection of what I felt when I took it: a profound sense of peace - although if you make it to the end of this text you'll realize my relationship with that word is a bit more complicated.

 

I got up early that day; it was a beautiful spring morning, and there was still a bit of mist in the valley below my village which I hoped would make for a few nice mood shots, so I quickly grabbed my camera and went down there before the rising sun could dissolve the magical layer on the scenery.

 

Most human activity hadn't started yet, and I was engulfed in the sounds of the forest as I was walking the narrow trail along the horse pasture; it seemed every little creature around me wanted to make its presence known to potential mates (or rivals) in a myriad of sounds and voices and noises (in case you're interested, here's a taste of what I usually wake up to in spring, but you best use headphones: www.youtube.com/watch?v=AfoCTqdAVCE )

 

Strolling through such an idyllic landscape next to grazing horses and surrounded by birdsong and beautiful trees, I guess it's kind of obvious one would feel the way I described above and choose the title I did, but as I looked at the old stone buildings - the cattle shelter you can see in the foreground and the stable further up ahead on the right - I also realized how fortunate I was.

 

It's hard to imagine now, because Switzerland is one of the wealthiest countries in the world today, but the men and women who had carried these stones and constructed the walls of these buildings were among the poorest in Europe. The hardships the people in some of the remote and little developed valleys in Ticino endured only a few generations ago are unimaginable to most folks living in my country today.

 

It wasn't uncommon that people had to sell their own kids as child slaves - the girls had to work in factories or in rice fields, the boys as "living chimney brushes" in northern Italy - just because there wasn't enough food to support the whole family through the harsh Ticino winters.

 

If you wonder why contemporary Swiss historians speak of "slaves" as opposed to child laborers, it's because that's what many of them actually were: auctioned off for a negotiable prize at the local market, once sold, these kids were not payed and in many cases not even fed by their masters (they had to beg for food in the streets or steal it).

 

Translated from German Wikipedia: ...The Piazza grande in Locarno, where the Locarno Film Festival is held today, was one of the places where orphans, foundlings and children from poor families were auctioned off. The boys were sold as chimney sweeps, the girls ended up in the textile industry, in tobacco processing in Brissago or in the rice fields of Novara, which was also extremely hard work: the girls had to stand bent over in the water for twelve to fourteen hours in all weathers. The last verse of the Italian folk song 'Amore mio non piangere' reads: “Mamma, papà, non piangere, se sono consumata, è stata la risaia che mi ha rovinata” (Mom, dad, don't cry when I'm used up, it was the rice field that destroyed me.)... de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kaminfegerkinder

 

The conditions for the chimney sweeps - usually boys between the age of 8 and 12 (or younger, because they had to be small enough to be able to crawl into the chimneys) - were so catastrophic that many of them didn't survive; they died of starvation, cold or soot in their lungs - as well as of work-related accidents like breaking their necks when they fell, or suffocatig if they got stuck in inside a chimney. This practice of "child slavery" went on as late as the 1950s (there's a very short article in English on the topic here: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spazzacamini and a more in depth account for German speakers in this brief clip: www.youtube.com/watch?v=gda8vZp_zsc ).

 

Now I don't know if the people who built the old stone houses along my path had to sell any of their kids, but looking at the remnants of their (not so distant) era I felt an immense sense of gratitude that I was born at a time of prosperity - and peace - in my region, my country and my home. Because none of it was my doing: it was simple luck that decided when and where I came into this world.

 

It also made me think of my own family. Both of my grandparents on my father's side grew up in Ticino (they were both born in 1900), but while they eventually left Switzerland's poorest region to live in its richest, the Kanton of Zurich, my grandfather's parents relocated to northern Italy in the 1920s and unfortunately were still there when WWII broke out.

 

They lost everything during the war, and it was their youngest daughter - whom I only knew as "Zia" which means "aunt" in Italian - who earned a little money to support herself and my great-grandparents by giving piano lessons to high-ranking Nazi officers and their kids (this was towards the end of the war when German forces had occupied Italy).

 

I never knew that about her; Zia only very rarely spoke of the war, but one time when I visited her when she was already over a 100 years old (she died at close to 104), I asked her how they had managed to survive, and she told me that she went to the local prefecture nearly every day to teach piano. "And on the way there would be the dangling ones" she said, with a shudder.

 

I didn't get what she meant, so she explained. Visiting the city center where the high ranking military resided meant she had to walk underneath the executed men and women who were hanging from the lantern posts along the road (these executions - often of civilians - were the Germans' retaliations for attacks by the Italian partisans).

 

I never forgot her words - nor could I shake the look on her face as she re-lived this memory. And I still can't grasp it; my house in Ticino is only 60 meters from the Italian border, and the idea that there was a brutal war going on three houses down the road from where I live now in Zia's lifetime strikes me as completely surreal.

 

So, back to my title for the photo above. "Peace". It's such a simple, short word, isn't it? And we use it - or its cousin "peaceful" - quite often when we mean nice and quiet or stress-free. But if I'm honest I don't think I know what it means. My grandaunt Zia did, but I can't know. And I honestly hope I never will.

 

I'm sorry I led you down such a dark road; I usually intend to make people smile with the anecdotes that go with my photos, but this one demanded a different approach (I guess with this latest image I've strayed from the path in more than one sense, and I hope you'll forgive me).

 

Ticino today is the region with the second highest average life expectancy in Europe (85.2 years), and "The Human Development Index" of 0.961 in 2021 was one of the highest found anywhere in the world, and northern Italy isn't far behind. But my neighbors, many of whom are now in their 90s, remember well it wasn't always so.

 

That a region so poor it must have felt like purgatory to many of its inhabitants could turn into something as close to paradise on Earth as I can imagine in a person's lifetime should make us all very hopeful. But, and this is the sad part, it also works the other way 'round. And I believe we'd do well to remember that, too.

 

To all of you - with my usual tardiness but from the bottom of my heart - a happy, healthy, hopeful 2025 and beyond.

Macro Mondays 7.7.2025 "wallet"

 

Light: 5W LED pocketlamp

Lens: SIGMA APO MACRO 180mm F2.8 EX DG OS HSM

Checked all pockets and found nothing. ;-)

This money.. be mine...

MacroMondays "Currency" theme

 

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Street photography from Glasgow, Scotland.

 

Installing microwave ovens and making custom kitchen deliver-iver-iveries.

 

I saw him looking thoroughly fed-up in the van and wondered if he was in Dire Straits. Okay. I won't give up the day job. Hehe. Enjoy.

Macro Mondays - Hobby

 

This is currency from three wars, WWI Germany, WWII Japan MC, and Vietnam MC. My great-grandfather collected currency (paper & coins) from around the world, which was helped along by all the family member's travels. The collection was passed on to my grandfather, who passed it on to me...and I continue to add to it. It will be passed on to one of my nephews, when I deem one of them responsible enough.

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Taken in Ottavia and Joe's secret garden tucked away in their backyard. The plants are growing at will and are wonderful!

 

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