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My photo of John Hurt who I had the pleasure of meeting in 2014, lovely lovely man RIP... Trafalgar Square, London.
He was surrounded by photographers, he came over to me asked if I was taking his photograph.
He spend 5 minutes talking to me about photography, he asked me what camera I was using & how photography had changed.
He said to keep taking photographs and then he smiled, walked away & said "Never underestimate the power of promotion" lovely man...
This grand old gentle cat passed away this morning and my heart is breaking. We brought him home from the animal shelter in 2005 when my daughter was in Kindergarten. She will be a senior in high school in the fall. He was a majestic cat, in his youth, always on the hunt. He reminded me so much of a tiger. He brought home many "presents" for us. On one of his hunting trips about 5 years ago, he came home and it was obvious he had been in a fight. Later we found out he had contracted FIV (Feline Aids). We let him live out his life as long as we could, but he was in the beginning stages of kidney failure and we let him cross the rainbow bridge this morning. We spent the last few days holding him and letting him know how much he was loved. RIP old friend. You will be missed.
Around 1230AM, I went to check out NPS just in case tomorrow's rain washes all of the messages away. But despite the late hour on a Tuesday night, there were at least 30 people walking around in the half hour I was there. That says something.
RIP, Jack. We'll miss you. //
Nathan Phillips Square
August 24, 2011
making some ripsgel :) i love berry´s and love making jam and gel and even more so i love taking pic´s off them (or playing with my food )
I found out the very sad news this morning that Nina, the alpha female at Wolf Hollow passed away unexpectedly on March 13th. She joined her Mate Weeble across the rainbow bridge, who passed on over two years ago. She will be greatly missed, and my heart goes out to the staff at Wolf Hollow and everyone effected by the loss.
This shot of Nina is from my photo session I had on January 31, 2015.
RIP Nina
2005 - 2015
For my friends Gunter and Marion...so saddened to hear of the loss of Bandit...so hard after just losing Jette not long ago...
Nur ein Hund
Von Zeit zu Zeit, sagen die Leute mich, "erhellen, es ist nur ein Hund", oder "das ist eine Menge Geld für nur einen Hund."
Sie verstehen nicht, die zurückgelegte Strecke, die Zeit damit verbracht, oder die Kosten für die Beteiligten "nur einen Hund."
Einige meiner stolzesten Momente haben zu kommen mit "nur einen Hund."
Viele Stunden sind vergangen, und meine einzige Gesellschaft "nur ein Hund", aber ich habe nicht einmal das Gefühl beleidigt.
Einige meiner traurigsten Momente wurden etwa präsentiert von "nur ein Hund", und in diesen Tagen der Dunkelheit gab die sanfte Berührung "nur einen Hund" mir Trost und Vernunft, um den Tag zu überwinden.
Wenn auch Sie denken, es ist "nur ein Hund", dann werden Sie wahrscheinlich verstehen, Sätze wie "nur ein Freund", "nur ein Sonnenaufgang" oder "nur ein Versprechen."
"Nur ein Hund" bringt in mein Leben das Wesen der Freundschaft, Vertrauen und pure unbändigen Freude.
"Nur ein Hund" bringt das Mitgefühl und die Geduld, die mich zu einem besseren Menschen machen.
Wegen der "nur ein Hund" Ich werde früh aufstehen, lange Spaziergänge und schauen sehnsüchtig in die Zukunft.
Also für mich und Leute wie mich, ist es nicht "nur ein Hund", sondern eine Verkörperung aller Hoffnungen und Träume der Zukunft, die Erinnerungen an die Vergangenheit und die reine Freude des Augenblicks.
"Nur ein Hund" bringt, was gut ist in mir und lenkt meine Gedanken weg von mir und den Sorgen des Tages.
Ich hoffe, dass sie eines Tages verstehen, dass seine "nicht" nur ein Hund ", aber die Sache, die mir die Menschheit und hält mich davon ab," nur ein Mensch "oder" nur eine Frau. "
Also das nächste Mal, wenn Sie hören den Begriff "nur ein Hund", nur lächeln, weil sie "einfach nicht verstehen."
~ Unknown Autor ~
This is Rip Cordy, my new mascot ;-)
Finally I couldn't resist and bought two Airjitzu Zane Flyer for 50% off. After that, I ask myself what I can do with this rip cord ( rebrickable.com/parts/16965/rip-cord-flexible-with-handle... ) ... and so Rip Cordy was born.
If somebody else did the same, please let me know!
You know when we think of suicide, we think of just the victim, however not only the victim dies...a part of those left behind go with them. I took this photo of a lonely snail earlier today and the quote about being alone in the world came to mind.
"I used to think that the worst thing in life was to end up all alone. It's not. The worst thing in life is ending up with people who make you feel all alone."
~Robin Williams
May Robin finally find peace. God Bless and thanks for making us laugh through the years.
Hundreds of K-9 units from near & far stretch for miles on their way to honor slain Pittsburgh K-9, Rocco. www.post-gazette.com/local/city/2014/02/07/Funeral-for-sl...
Passed away 20.10.10
Died from dog attack, suffered multiple hernia's and infection.
He will be sorely missed by all ♥
Kitty Rainbow ♥
Dick Bruna, geestelijk vader van Nijntje is 16 februari overleden. Op het Nijntje pleintje in Utrecht ontstaat een bloemenzee.
Ook de media komt een kijkje nemen.
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Dick Bruna, founding father of Miffy, passed away on Februari 2017. On the ´Nijntje pleintje´ (Nijntje square) a sea of flowers is appearing.
The media is also present
Sad to say I just found out this juvenile Swainson’s hawk I found on the side of the road a few months ago had to euthanized. He has been cared for tenderly by the folks at Gold Country Wildlife Rescue, in Auburn CA, in hopes he could beat the West Nile virus he was fighting.
Unfortunately, he lost his battle ...the neurological repercussions were too much for him to overcome.
January 10 2016 - David Bowie died peacefully today surrounded by his family after a 18 month battle with cancer.
My photo is of a portrait of David Bowie painted by Pistol at Upfest 2010.
Angela Harris Lindley, AKA pinkiestyle, AKA my lovely wife, passed away on 21 August 2012, after a long battle with breast cancer.
She was a fantastically well-loved lady, as evidenced by the hundreds of people who turned up for the viewing and funeral: people who worked with her from many years previous yet had still been touched by her wonderfully friendly nature and huge smile and wanted to say goodbye, friends from school who'd loved her for more than half her life, and of course me, her son Jae, her loving parents Mary and Jim, her brother David, cousins, aunts, uncles, a large and extended family - so many people, so much love for one person.
To me she was an inspiration, a friend, and the love of my life. I first encountered her via her old Wordpress blog and was immediately captivated by her photos. I made some comments, bookmarked the page and kept on coming back. She showed me an America I'd never seen: the vintage signs, the cars, the bowling lanes, the drive-ins, all so beautiful and sadly fading both, and introduced me to a new world of the “crappy camera” - holga, diana, etc – and the “dead” medium of film. I never looked back. I bought a holga and my life changed. We communicated; comment, email, chat, phone, and finally met one fateful February in New Orleans. Ah, New Orleans...
We married in December 2008 and had one good year together before her cancer, first diagnosed when she was 28 and fought off twice, came back. The next years followed a path of chemo and hope and laughs and disappointment and low points before she finally decided she'd had enough of the chemo treatments early this year. The end, when it came, was swift and (I can only hope and pray) pain-free.
Photography was Angie's great love, she had the “eye” and was so talented. I often used to try to encourage her to do more with it but she never felt she was that good. I disagree. Take a look back and see what she produced and you'll see such a wonderful collection of Americana. But not just photos of signs and the like, but photos taken with a rare love and skill.
She will be missed. Words are inadequate.
David Lindley
28 August 2012
well, it's been a month since my pukipuki cupid2 went missing. for those who didn't see my picture about it before, 2 days after i got her, she disappeared. i fell asleep with her on the end table, woke up the next day and she was gone. tore the house about for days. we assume my brother's cat, who steals EVERYTHING(especially my stuff), stole it and hid it. we checked everywhere, even the trash and places he couldn't get to. couldn't and still can't find her.
i am so unbelievably upset about it, but i think it's time to move on and accept she's gone forever. :'( i probably won't get another one for a while, i wish i didn't have to, part of me doesn't want to "replace" her, and honestly i don't want to drop that money on her again so soon. :/ i have to start saving for months to get her again. :(
*le really really big sigh*
i'm holding funeral services in my heart starting tomorrow, for the rest of my life. donations can be sent to the charity "making stupid cats who steal stuff not thievingly stupid anymore", which is a nonexistent charity i just made up.
i miss you polka, i love you. sorry you went missing.
love, me. <3