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I do, and I don’t. I remember the feeling. Everyone having so much fun, Chris falling into the torrent....but I don’t remember where this was.
The Shrine of Remembrance. The inscription on the face of the monument reads "This monument was erected by a grateful people to the honoured memory of the men and women of Victoria who served the empire in the great war of 1914-1918".
I'd taken an evening walk around the Botanical Gardens (that are adjacent to the shrine) and when I came back, the sun was just setting, casting its delicate light over the poppies.
Remembering those who have died and those injured today in yet another stupid senseless attack.
Political goals will never be achieved by attacking and killing the innocents.
Westminster, London 22 March, 2017.
This art exhibition blankets the National Mall with over 660,000 white flags, showing the magnitude of our loss as a nation, while honoring each person who has died from COVID-19.
Feat. Native Urban (UBER), BH9, MANDALA, & Dura
❉ Blog: satusvoltz.com/remember/
♫ Song: Link
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“Summer is a period of luxurious growth. To be in harmony with the atmosphere of summer, awaken early in the morning and reach to the sun for nourishment to flourish as the gardens do. Work, play, travel, be joyful, and grow into selfless service. The bounty of the outside world enters and enlivens us.”
-Paul Pitchford
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Candid street photography from Glasgow, Scotland.
Previously unpublished image from December 2018.
Created for Art Museion Contest: "MYSTICAL FLIGHT " www.flickr.com/groups/artmuseion/discuss/72157645159322262/
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When I saw this butcher shop on Elizabeth street in NoLita I was quite saddened.I searched the story on line because I wanted to know what happened to this wonderful butcher and his business.
Moe Albanese,known to many as Moe the Butcher unfortunately died from COVID-19 back in April,just days short of his 96th birthday (see right window).I just broke down and cried when I read that.Moe's parents opened up the butcher shop in 1923.He learned the trade from his mother, his father was an immigrant from Sicily.Albanese took over the business in 1956.The meats he sold were of the highest quality and he generated a lot of customers through the years.As he grew old his granddaughter,Jennifer Prezioso,joined the business adding modern touches to the shop.They eventually had to close it due to the pandemic.His granddaughter posted updates on Moe's condition on her Instagram page when Albanese fell sick up until the moment he died.She also wrote a beautiful eulogy on his life on the page.
I remember it well
The first time that I saw
Your head around the door
'Cause mine stopped working
I remember it well
There was wet in your hair
I was stood in the stairs
And time stopped moving
I want you here tonight
I want you here
'Cause I can't believe what I found
I want you here tonight
I want you here
Nothing is taking me down, down, down...
I heard it was closing end of May, so you better hurry to see beautiful Black Atoll
Mist, sadly departed this summer gone, striking a pose ... she was good at that .. ontop of Whiteside
My mood is reflective and I was thinking of this day last summer.
I remember saying on a photo of this series that it was like a Hamlet cigar moment. So because my camera was on a tripod I was for a change taking 4 shots in overlay mode in camera which then blend into one photo and this is another such shot with a more powerful wave hitting the rocks...Sue x