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Levisham, NYMR Diesel Gala, 15.9.12

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It's a flower & a bee, over-processed....probably one of the most common photos on flickr. This is a token offering as I have nothing else to offer flickr at the moment.

We call them tokens, or gestures: “what a lovely gesture, thank you for your token of kindness.”

These words are diminutive. That small gesture, that seemingly-insignificant token can be the world. The little things that we do to remind people that we care, that we are thinking of them, that their presence in our lives — in no matter what capacity it may be — makes our world a better place, those are things that resonate long after their immediate impact is felt.

That card that came in the mail is not just a pretty piece of stationery, but instead a reminder that someone is missing you, that without you nearby there is a small absence in their heart. That plant left on your desk is not just something to brighten up the office, but a way to show appreciation for the mentorship and guidance you have given someone, guidance that has helped them find a new path.

They are tokens, gestures; we may forget them quickly, but the feelings behind them linger long after that gesture or token has faded from memory.

She realises something is afoot...

Various objects and trinkets are left at Chief Sealth's grave, in Suquamish (near Poulsbo), Washington, on Port Madison.

Check it out large to see if you can spot the dice, the 10,000-dollar bill, the Sharpie, the bus transfer, and the Tic-Tacs.

Sakura-Con 2009

* See my blog post of My time at Sakura-Con.

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Coyboy robot £60 and Leonardo £35 framed original drawings.

Large Voodoo doll £100.

Annual fundraising event for Youth Without Shelter, a nonprofit organization providing shelter and services to homeless youths aged 16-24 in Toronto.

Here is another view of our one fall-color tree.

i collect things.

+4 dioptria

The Token Machines, Llandrindod, 5 July 1988. Operated by the train driver.

Engraved on this pendant is my nephew's full name, as well as his birthdate, and his size when he was born. My sister wears it every day. Beautiful momento.

ca. 1920

Seems hard to find such a number.

Had to take the obligatory photo through the arches.

Got up early this morning to photgraph the beached Pasha Bulka.

For my Photoblog

Note the tiny QC under the 5 on the reverse. A signature, maker's mark, something else?

At least they're honest.

Left at the grave of Chief Sealth, in Suquamish, Washington (near Poulsbo).

Duane and I visited Ground Zero in April 2002. There were many makeshift alters of remembrance...this was just one of many.

Today is the 10 year anniversary of this horrible, horrible day. I remember having flown in from New Orleans the night before at 10pm. The next day, the world had changed.

Duane and I revisited last week during this 10th year anniversary time and visited St. Paul's Chapel, a beacon of hope in the destruction.