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As things cool down, nice to remember those warmer days at the end of summer ... here was a little friend visiting our garden and the sunflowers there.

 

Here took the aperture smaller to get a little more DOF and detail across the grasshopper's body.

 

A shallower DOF is shown in the comments below.

Who died in WW1 in France.

 

Flypaper textured.

I was looking through some images from a few years ago and found this, one of my favorites of my former Golden Retriever companion, CASEY. A beautiful, faithful and loving dog, he had an obsession for pine cones. He would collect them and did not want to give them up...despite the bribes. Here I was trying to coax him into dropping them so that we could go into the house. If he carried them inside, he began tearing them into small pieces making a mess!

I believe I took this photo with my phone(at the time) camera.

Pentax LX | SMC K 24/2.8 | Ferrania Solaris 100 | Pakon F135

 

an old hangout... Bick's is gone.

“But still, no matter how much time passes, no matter what takes place in the interim, there are some things we can never assign to oblivion, memories we can never rub away. They remain with us forever, like a touchstone.” - Haruki Murakami

 

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iPad Pro + Procreate, Superimpose, Frax App, iColorama, Stackables App, Snapseed

  

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Remembrance Sunday today and a colourful reminder from Port Sunlight on Merseyside. The background shows the village’s impressive war memorial, which remembers the 512 Lever Brothers employees who lost their lives fighting in the First World War, plus more casualties from WW2.

"Cofiwch Dryweryn" is a Welsh phrase meaning "Remember Tryweryn." It refers to the Welsh village of Capel Celyn, which was flooded in 1965 to create the Llyn Celyn reservoir to supply water to Liverpool. The phrase is now a powerful symbol of Welsh nationalism and a reminder of the cultural impact of the flooding.

 

On the net.

 

a colorful glob of candy necklaces. remember eating these while they were still around your neck and getting that white powdery stuff on your chin and clothes? How about forgetting you had that empty elastic around your neck for hours (wait...maybe nobody else forgot the elastic--scratch that)?

remembering...

New Zealand Mémorial

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Rhodes(Greek: Ρόδος, Ródos, IPA: [ˈro̞ðo̞s]; Italian: Rodi; Ottoman Turkish: ردوس Rodos; Ladino: Rodi or Rodes) is a Greek island approximately 18 kilometres (11 mi) southwest of Turkey in eastern Aegean Sea. It is the largest of the Dodecanese islands in terms of both land area and population, with a population of 117,007[2] of which 53,709 resided in the homonymous capital city of the island.

 

Historically, Rhodes was famous worldwide for the Colossus of Rhodes, one of the Seven Wonders of the World. The medieval Old Town of the City of Rhodes has been declared a World Heritage Site. Today Rhodes is a tourist destination.

 

The island of Rhodes is shaped like a spearhead, 79.7 km (49.5 mi) long and 38 km (24 mi) wide, with a total area of approximately 1,400 square kilometres (541 sq mi) and a coastline of approximately 220 km (137 mi). The city of Rhodes is located at the northern tip of the island, as well as the site of the ancient and modern commercial harbours.

 

In the 1st century AD, the Emperor Tiberius spent a brief term of exile on Rhodes, and Saint Paul brought Christianity to the island. Rhodes reached her zenith in the third century, and was then by common consent the most civilized and beautiful city in Hellas. In 395, the long Byzantine Empire period began for Rhodes, when the Roman Empire was split and the eastern half gradually became a Greek empire. Although part of Byzantium for the next thousand years, Rhodes was nevertheless repeatedly attacked by various forces. It was first occupied by Muslim forces of Muawiyah I in 672. Much later, Rhodes was retrieved for the Byzantine Emperor Alexius I Comnenus during the First Crusade.

 

In 1309 the Byzantine era came to an end when the island was occupied by forces of the Knights Hospitaller. Under the rule of the newly named "Knights of Rhodes", the city was rebuilt into a model of the European medieval ideal. Many of the city's famous monuments, including the Palace of the Grand Master, were built during this period.

 

The strong walls which the Knights had built withstood the attacks of the Sultan of Egypt in 1444, and of Mehmed II in 1480. Ultimately, however, Rhodes fell to the large army of Suleiman the Magnificent in December 1522, long after the rest of the Byzantine empire had been lost. The few surviving Knights were permitted to retire to the Kingdom of Sicily. The Knights would later move their base of operations to Malta. The island was thereafter a possession of the Ottoman Empire for nearly four centuries.

 

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I think it's at Wall Street. WTC is a little bit left from the lights

Key West City Cemetery

my old tree, felled a couple of years ago now...

My yellow girl, Decoy...Decoy's Misty Sunset...1996-2010

 

such a sweet and gentle girl, a beautiful soul...

 

~new edit to an old film scan

Remember the Beach Boys’ song, “it never rains in southern California”? Not true! The rains have been with us for about a week now. So I had to dig up one of my sunrise moments, captured over a week ago. I think this is one of the most wonderful and almost magical things about photography – being able to freeze moments, put them in a memory box, and open that box again and again, even if only to remind us that we are lucky to be alive, in spite of, because of. I’ve had the “blues” the past few days but you, my friends, have lifted my spirit. How can I not start thinking again of sunrises and blue skies and colors and yes . . . of how blessed I am to have friends like you. And so let me dedicate this sunrise to you all! Have a great week ahead!

 

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We will carry the laughter and silly times she instilled in us over the years and continue to tell her stories.

 

You were a good bean, Kanj.

 

Hold your friends tight.

Tell them you love them.

We never have long enough.

 

If you would like to share your memories and stories of Kanje, you can do so here.

 

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Happy Memorial Day Everyone!!

Mr. Torrini died on September 5, 2018, at age 95. On the previous day, I revisited his sculpture of "Italian Immigrants" in front of Saint Ambrose Catholic Church on The Hill.

 

Photo shows him in his home studio in Webster Groves, Missouri.

 

Obituary in Saint Louis Post-Dispatch today:

www.stltoday.com/news/local/obituaries/rudolph-rudy-torri...

   

I remember me...in the back of my head, in the middle of the night.

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This could be a great setting for a more ruralist movie inspired by film noir.

With this photo I am using the camera metaphorically to run my hands through the waterwall. But more than this, when I saw the reflective possibilities of the running water (especially the lady in the yellow coat and white shoes in the centre of this image), my mind was immediately taken to remembering Saul Leiter.

 

For those who don't know, Saul Leiter (1923-2013) is a photographic hero of mine. He was renowned for taking extraordinary colour photographs of New York from the late 1940s (when hardly anyone took colour photos seriously in the art world) until his death at the age of 90. Like another hero of mine, Josef Sudek of Prague, he was out shooting virtually until the day he died. I should add that in Sudek's case it is even more remarkable since he lost an arm in WW1 and carried a large format camera around the city all by himself!

 

One of the trademarks of Leiter's work is shots through or reflected on wet windows. Hence this shot of mine.

 

Leiter started out as a painter in a circle of artistic friends that included Willem de Kooning and Andy Warhol. Unlike them however (despite a few minor exhibitions), Leiter was never really discovered by the public until the publication of two glorious late books, "Early Color 1948-1960" (Steidl, 2006) and the definitive, "Saul Leiter Restrospective" (Kehrer, 2012) from an important exhibition in Hamburg. Interesting that both are by German publishing houses, for the rediscovery of Leiter came largely from Europe.

 

There are a number of valuable interviews with Leiter on YouTube and best of all, a marvellous film, "In No Great Hurry".

 

Do yourself a favour and watch this interview:

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=GLUwFf4iv9E&t=44s

 

I love the man and his art. Here's to you Saul!

Happy midsummer to all my friends and visitors!

Once again this year Lothian Buses has retained Lothian 811 to be used as its annual Poppy Scotland bus. However this year 811 has recieved a white coat of paint and no longer its red. 811 is seen here resting at Newhaven before starting on a service 7 to Royal Infirmary H. 02nd November 2016.

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