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Remember when going for a Sunday drive was a thing? 😊
"Remember" Interpretation shot for Toy Sunday group.
Going for a Sunday drive I think began in the 1920's and 1930's. It was a fun thing to do on a Sunday afternoon...just to go for a leisure drive in no rush and with no destination. Ahh, the good old days.
Happy Sunday!
Back in 2009, we thought this would be the new image of Pan Am. It was pretty close to B&M blue, so nobody was complaining, but they did away with it in favor of the darker blue for reasons that remain unknown. Alas, its all crap now since this is CSX's railroad today.
Knowing all that, 511 being on the point of a long-ago EDNM at Ayer makes the high sun and the huge power line seem a little less bothersome.
I usually keep to season and generally post winter pics on winter and summer pics on summer. but all the pics i've taken lately are so dark, so bad, i only had a few that i could share, all the rest i posted on January are from the winter 2010 or earlier. this one is an archive picture from last summer. it is hard to believe it can be so green outside and light can be so warm and yellow when all i can see now is snow snow snow and light is blue grey...
i have some more pics from this serie on my blog if you'll get a chance to visit.
remembering the Poppies.
Tue, 11 Nov 2025
Poppy Day is on November 11th because this is Armistice Day, the anniversary of the end of World War I. An armistice was signed on that day in 1918, which stopped the fighting at the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month. The day is a tribute to all those who have died in service since then, with the poppy becoming a symbol of remembrance due to the flowers that grew on the battlefields of WW1.
Remembering what they stood for.
created with in nightcafe
Now that the days are getting shorter and the nights are getting colder, I would like to use my Monday flower greeting to return to the beginning of the year.
Let us remember when the first flowers appeared in the brown of last year's autumn leaves, when the birds singing greeted us again in the morning and we finally felt the warming sun on our skin.
At this point, this little beauty here, the forget-me-not, was also in full bloom.
And so I wish you many beautiful memories for this week (and not just for this week) and the constant certainty that such moments will keep coming. Especially in times when it seems a little darker and colder.
Jetzt, wo die Zeit beginnt, da die Tage immer kürzer und die Nächte immer kälter werden, möchte ich meinen montäglichen Blumengruß dazu verwenden, nochmals an den Anfang des Jahres zurück zu kehren.
Erinnern wir uns als die ersten Blüten im Braun der Herbstblätter vom letzten Jahr aufgetaucht sind, als uns morgens der Gesang der Vögel wieder begrüßt hat und wir endlich die wärmende Sonne auf unserer Haut gesprürt haben.
Zu diesem Zeitpunkt hat auch diese kleine Schönheit hier, das Vergißmeinnicht, in voller Blüte gestanden.
Und so wünsche ich Euch für diese Woche (und nicht nur für die) viele schöne Erinnungen und die immer währende Gewissheit, dass solche Momente immer wieder kommen werden. Vor allem in Zeiten, in denen es gerade etwas dunkler und kälter wirkt.
more of this on my website at: www.shoot-to-catch.de
9 years ago today my mother passed away. Her favourite flowers were bluebells and lily of the valley both of which grow in our garden. Her ashes are scattered in a bluebell wood near to where she lived. I found this old photo of her (comments below) during one of my many clear outs recently. I guess she would be around 16/17 years old. The photo would have been taken in her home town of Galway and I seem to remember she said she was stopped by a local photographer who asked to take her photo for the newspaper.
These were burning candles in a cathedral in Tbilisi, Georgia, remembering those who have gone before us.
This is from Makkarlahti bay in Soukka, Espoo. My walking route went here one part of Espoo Waterfront Walkway.
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The Harbor flipped two Burnham based crews, which allows easy daylight viewing on some of the lines north. Here is 196 doing its best frog impression hopping along the northern edge of Powderhorn Lake. This is part of the old Pennsylvania RR Hammond Branch, which the Harbor rebuilt and reactivated in 2017 or thereabouts I believe. It allows the diamonds at Burnham across the NKP and South Shore to be bypassed on South Chicago bound trains up the SC&S and the Calumet River Line.
It is January currently, but soon enough the dog days of Summer will be with us again.
Anniversary clocks never forget
I hadn't intended this to be a Remembrance Day image because the 'time date' shown is incorrect, but in some ways it may be relevant to the November tributes for all those who were lost in past conflicts.
I've been somewhat disengaged from flickr recently friends, but hope to get my own gears in motion again if the cogs move me forward :-)
As time marches on, memories of the walk in the waters of Utah's Virgin River fade. Refreshing my thoughts - a return to our archives and a re-edit of a special bracket set proved rewarding - adding new touches where skills lacked last time.. The Narrows, North fork of the Virgin River ~ Zion National Park, Utah.
"We do not remember days, we remember moments..." ~ Cesare Pavese
It was five years ago, on Tuesday September 15, that we lost her. She was a beauty and so smart and loving. We miss her always.
309/365
Remember, remember the fifth of November,
Gunpowder, treason and plot,
I see no reason why gunpowder treason,
should ever be forgot.
Now, if you will excuse me, I will get back to watching V for Vendetta because I cannot think of a better film to watch on Bonfire Night.
Full bloom wildflowers as taken on one bright autumn day more than a decade ago in Darjeeling Himalayas, India
She's about to earn some bragging rights
I'm 'bout to give it up like I've been holding back all night
Girl, take pride in what you want to do
Even if that means a new man every night inside of you
Baby, I don't mind
You can tell by how I roll
Cause my clique hot and my cup cold
My talk slurred cause I’m so throwed
And I'm wiping sweat from my last show
And he's TG and I'm XO
I'm only here for one night
Then I'mma be a memory
Say it in my ear, so I can hear what you say to me
I got cups full of that Rosé
Smoke anything that's passed to me
Don't worry 'bout my voice
I won't need it for what I'm about to do to you
Bad bitch, girl I think I might get used to you
I might have to take your number when I'm through with you
All I ask of you is try to earn my memory
Make me remember you like you remember me
Bad bitch, girl I think I might get used to you
I might have to take your number when I'm through with you
All I ask of you is try to earn my memory
Make me remember you like you remember me
A fond memory from the wonderful garden at the house where we stayed in Ballater, Scotland, last Fall.
Say goodbye
Not knowing when
The truth in my whole life began
Say goodbye
Not knowing how to cry
You taught me that
And I'll remember
The strength that you gave me
Now that I'm standing on my own
I'll remember
The way that you saved me
I'll remember
Inside I was a child
That could not mend a broken wing
Outside I looked for a way
To teach my heart to sing
A place belongs forever to whoever claims it hardest, remembers it most obsessively, wrenches it from itself, shapes it, renders it, loves it so radically that he remakes it in his own image.
Joan Didion
"MosaicMontageMonday"
"Noisy/Grainy"
HMMM😊😊😍
With heartfelt and genuine thanks for your kind visit. Have a wonderful and beautiful day, be well, keep your eyes open, appreciate the beauty surrounding you, enjoy creating, stay safe and laugh often! ❤️❤️❤️
Workers via the Works Progress Administration (WPA) built these structures in Richfield County Park, the first county park in Genesee County at the time, beginning in 1938. They are still standing and going strong. They attract light-chasers for many events, especially senior high school pictures and weddings. I like taking them in b/w, an ode to their time and a way to remember the efforts of the WPA workers and especially like the early and late day light that casts shadows on the river and structures.
Der Hohe Ifen, einer der markantesten Berge in den Allgäuer Alpen ist 2230m hoch und liegt in Kleinwalsertal. Mit der Ifenbahn fährt man gemütlich hoch oder wandert nach oben, je nachdem.
Enigmatic mystery in the shape of a girl
The shape of the world
Held in your hands, mouth pressed to the forehead
Of the future, the history of you before you knew
She exists, just another piece to fit
In the mosaic of your life, a mirror held to your eyes
Showing you, there's a reason for everything she'll do
Created out of unused space for you, where there might've been a star
A flower blooms, the seeds blown on the wind, intended
To bury her roots deep within you, to prove
You're important, and needed for the universe to breathe
She is your answer, for the question you didn't know you would end up asking.
Words by Silent Lilian