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AZOURY - Ephese Arm
Bri Bodysuit Leather Clear Maitreya
:BAMSE: VA Headset - Caution
AZOURY - Conception Flat Leg
.SHI Eirene Hair
Later in the morning and still dark in another part of the Borough (Leyton this time), the clean up continues.
This coin was donated to me during my childhood, by a Belgian friend of my parents, I was fascinated by the hole.
I still find the hole very intriguing. Worth today €0,64!
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Ik kreeg deze munt als kind, van een Belgische vriend van mijn ouders, ik was gefascineerd door het gat.
Ik vind het gat nog steeds erg intrigerend. Vandaag €0,64 waard!
SALON DES REFUSÉS || IN GOOD COMPANY
Picture with ruler in the first commentbox.
Rond met gat, 1910-1929
No, I just refuse to believe my eyes
In front of me something I can't recognize
You stood beside me all my life
The heart machines are ticking
I can hear the life support pumping
The line between life and death doesn't become any clearer than this
Covered with an oxygen mask
These words will be his last
With the energy he has got left
He turns to me and say
I can not stand by you
Till the end of the world like I said I would do
No, I won't be able to
Help you carry the weight of the world
My time has come
Silent as a butterfly
I'll be flying beside you
Watching above you
Silent as a butterfly
All of a sudden I've lost my strength
Isn't it scary how things can change
Mm, in an instant just like that
Whenever I had questions
You always had the answers
You taught me about life
And the importance of being yourself
And to highly value honesty
How not to lose grip of reality
With both your feet on the ground
I can not stand by you
Till the end of the world like I said I would do
No, I won't be able to
Help you carry the weight of the world
My time has come
Silent as a butterfly
I'll be flying beside you
Watching above you
Silent as a butterfly
You weren't suppose to see me like this
And I'm sorry, sorry
I must leave, it's my turn
But I will see you soon (soon)
I cannot stand by you
Till the end of the world like I said I would do
No, I won't be able to
Help you carry the weight of the world
My time has come
Silent as a butterfly
I'll be flying beside you
Watching above you
Silent as a butterfly
As A Butterfly - Dead By April
A huge thank you to Abigail Brewer for posing for me in this shot. It wouldn't have felt right to me if I did it without you. ♥♥
Photo taken at Lux Aeterna. Please go check out the beautiful SIM.
Passing over the Trent & Mersey Canal, and against the backdrop of the steamy Tata Chemicals plant (purveyors of synthetic soda ash), is Freightliner unit 70011 hauling the 9.16am Bredbury RTS - Runcorn Folly Lane (6F33) industrial and domestic refuse train, aka 'The Binliner'.
The location is Lostock Gralam on the outskirts off Northwich where I'd brought the camera along to take advantage of a 'waiting appointment' for a car service. Due to some additional personal commitments taken on recently, outings with the camera have been thin on the ground and while I'll be catching up over the next few days, Flickr presence will be a bit hit and miss for the next few weeks.
This is hardly a new spot, but what drew me to the shot was what I believe to be the relatively new, and certainly eye-catching, narrow boat moored up on the right, together with the reflections in the canal. Named 'Forget-me-not', my research suggests the boat was built locally a couple of years or so ago, and is 57' long. Designed for permanent living my guess is you'd see little change from a £100k if something like this took your eye. But for sure I can see the appeal!
10.56am, 13th July 2021
By breaking his word, by refusing the diplomatic route, by choosing war, President Putin has not only attacked Ukraine. He has decided to carry out the most serious attack on peace, on stability in our Europe. To this act of war, we will respond without weakness, with composure, determination and unity.
Emmanuel Macron, French President
Thank you for your kind visit. Have a wonderful and beautiful day! ❤️❤️❤️
Black Redstart, Manchester.
0850.18.12.2020
This is another image I created by moving a refuse bin in order to get the road to appear black/red. This little tactic attracted a few comments on a previous image and I got couple of private messages about the image too. I would have liked to have taken a picture of the wider environment at the time but sadly I do not have a wide angle lens and I have refused to adopt modern culture by adopting a mobile phone. Whilst the mobile phone is a great invention I very much subscribe to the Christopher Hitchens view of cell phones in his alternative 8th commandment (Google it). I managed however to find an image of the location on the internet and I have provided a link below. Whereas most of my images were taken in the back street the red road images were taken on the main road at the junction with the back street. I simply dragged the bin out into better light. I think in this image the bin was sitting on a narrow pavement so instead of blocking traffic I was blocking pedestrians. Whilst it is a little cheeky of me, it is surprising how accommodating the public including car users can be once they realise what you are doing. I was not over the moon with this image but a friend requested a large print of it so I emailed it to him and he informs me it is stunning...just shows I'm a bad judge...or maybe he is....all subjective in the end!
www.bing.com/images/search?view=detailV2&ccid=PflACnx...
PS if anyone would like to send me a cell phone for Christmas I will happily express my anger at it...please make sure it has a good camera in it. Init!
Sorry link above no longer available.
Tonight I feel like the world won't miss me
So much to say but there's no one listening
If we're alone are we all together in that
I threw a penny in a well for wishing
Prayed for all the things I think I'm missing
A little time is all I really need
I am doing the best I can with everything I am
Don't you know nobody's perfect
Do you understand how hard I'm trying to do
The best I can
The best I can
A second chance to give you something
It takes a lifetime to come from nothing
I refuse to believe in running away, no
I am doing the best I can with everything I am
Don't you know nobody's perfect
Do you understand how hard I'm trying for you
I am doing the best I can with everything I am
Don't you know I think you're worth it
Do you understand how hard I'm trying to do the best I can
The best I can
I got a picture of what matters and I keep it close to my heart
It's a little faded but so am I
Cause I am doing the best I can with everything I am
Don't you know nobody's perfect
Do you understand how hard I'm trying for you
I am doing the best I can with everything I am
Don't you know I think you're worth it
Do you understand how hard I'm trying to do the best I can
The best I can
The best I can
The best I can
One of my attempts at the "Macro Mondays" theme "iSpy"
I = Ink
Shot with a "Tomioka-Copal 71 mm F 4" (enlarging) lens on a Canon EOS R5.
I liked the way the telegraph pole cut this into two pictures; the men collecting the bins on the pavement and the refuse truck fighting through rush hour traffic.
A beautiful Sunflower refusing to admit it's officially Autumn. They self seed everywhere in the polytunnel and I'm happy to let them grow amongst the vegetables. Goldfinches (and Field mice) appreciate the bounty of seeds in Winter too. This one was about 8ft tall, nearly touching the top of the polythene.
Photo 88/100 for the 100 Flowers 2020 group.
The coastline around Bishop Rock, Cape Paterson.
As soon as I saw this magnificent coastline and the amazing beach and rock formations, I thought I have to get down there. I sent the intrepid Sherpa in front to see if he could find a way down. Next thing I knew he was waving up at me from the beach below. I left the eye-rolling daughter half way up as she refused to go any further (bad mother endangering her child's life and all that) so I scampered and slid down the cliff face to get to the bottom. It was deserted and beautiful.
Despite this, I really wasn't happy with any of the shots I got which was disappointing. I just couldn't get a composition I was happy with. So you will have to admire it from afar!
No wonder he looks so happy: awaiting the merciful jaws of the crusher lorry then the eternal peace and quiet of the landfill until full biodegradation occurs and no trace of his existence is left. Merry Christmas, Mr Box!
This was a man who not only wished to be remembered, he also wanted to tell us how. And the Anglican Church, St Andrew's in Wimpole (Cambridgeshire) in this case, totally agreed and offered its services, as she always used to do, to the self-importance of an overbearing noble family. These were people who automatically, without being voted in, were members of Parliament and representing interests no other than their own. So, I will not give the name of this person (d. 1834) who made sure that he was depicted in the robes and with the paraphernalia of the Knights of the Garter. The hard work of real memory, however, must include all those whose presence and contribution is excluded from this monument of political narcissism. Fuji X-E2.
I like how this proud gerbera daisy refuses to give in to the chill of Autumn.
A closer look.
HBW !
I'm doing some volunteer work these days and may not get to your wonderful images right away...please bear with me!
Leo was back! Everyone was so happy, Bears refused to go back to the Attick for their Winter sleep. Even Easter Rabbit came out of the box of Easter decorations before time. Every day we could hear happy voices and Old Gentleman and Lady were smiling more than usually.
Every day we were taking new and new photos and they were sent to my granddaughter and she was glad to see that Leo has got so many friends.
This photo was taken a week later since Leo came back ...The group was sitting in the living room to take the photo for my granddaughter and then I noticed someone who was staying behind the door...
The previous story here:
www.flickr.com/photos/190550837@N04/51910441992/in/photos...
Never mind that the video is black and white, the audio is silent, and the screen flickers like a bad horror movie. Rules say "bolts or other items without the matching socket will be removed"—but what about perfectly fitting connections that refuse to work?
This SCART-to-RCA adapter is a shining example of deception—it plugs in smoothly, yet the signals inside are having an existential crisis. The video signal screams in RGB, but the TV only understands composite, leaving us with a washed-out mess. The audio sits quietly, confused and alone, wondering why it wasn’t invited to the party.
But hey, it fits, so it stays! Even if it means your movie looks like a ghost story filmed in 1925.
Heard a bull frog croaking loudly then walked to the other side of a back pool and found this one hiding in the heavy shade as shown in next photo, but a ray of sunlight finally broke through to light it up. Waited several minutes but it never moved and refused to croak while I was watching so left. I'm sure it wanted to continue call for a mate and didn't want to give up its place. Still wanting to get a photo of one croaking, maybe someday. :)
© Leanne Boulton, All Rights Reserved
Street photography from Glasgow, Scotland.
I see street photography as a privilege. The right to photograph anyone and anything in and from a public place for the purpose of art and documentary is not universal around the world. Rights can be taken away at any time, especially when abused.
I shoot courteously and always respect my subjects right to refuse to be photographed. I have always deleted shots when asked to do so.
On Thursday in Glasgow I was harassed by another street photographer. I don't have to justify why I turned my back to them as they tried to photograph me and I am not a hypocrite for doing so despite their protestations that I 'had a nerve'.
However, if someone indicates or tells you that they do not want to be photographed, if you continue to photograph them over and over again what you are doing can be classified as harassment, a criminal matter. Don't be a jerk and don't bully people.
I reacted out of a place of trauma and I am not proud of that but, as you all know, harassment formed a major part of causing my trauma in the first place. The point is that we, as street photographers, have a responsibility to treat people respectfully. This is deeply important if we want our 'rights' to continue in a world becoming increasingly wary of photographers and 'surveillance'.
This is why I take one shot and move on.
You don't follow people, chase them, take multiple shots or feel affronted if they refuse to be photographed.
Take care my Flickr friends. Take photos. Be kind to one another and I wish you a wonderful week in this crazy world.
This sentinel refused to review my references from a local Richardson's Squirrel colony, and thus limited my access to its confreres during my brief recent visit.
I refuse to join some rat race to have the best rendition of whatever. When I'm ready, I will transmute.
I keep and value things for a long time. Unfortunately I cannot say that for people.
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