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We also have another nest at the other end of the house and at times it seems as though there is some rivalry between the two groups. Welcome Swallows flying around everywhere. What a wonderful place to live. :-)
Seven Alaska Army National Guardsmen from the 49th Theater Gateway, 297th Regional Support Group, were welcomed by fellow Guardsmen, friends and family after a nine-month deployment to the Middle East at the Ted Stevens Anchorage International Airport, July 28, 2018. The Guardsmen left Alaska last October to serve as the gatekeepers to the U.S. Army Central Command area of responsibility in Kuwait where they assisted in processing service members into and out of theater operations throughout the region. (U.S. Army National Guard photo by Staff Sgt. Balinda O’Neal Dresel)
Thuli Maleke of Hotel 224 poses with members of the South African Tourism's Welcome initiative team and South African Tourism staff after winning an iPad for being welcoming at INDABA
boston, massachusetts
january 1974
ambakaila
trinidad carnival ballet and steel band
symphony hall
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Disneyland Paris.
June 2014.
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A PineApple welcomes visitors to Winchester, VA, the Apple Capital. The PineApple sculpture is located at Winchester's Visitor Center. In colonial times, a pineapple was a symbol of welcome.
Installed as part of Apples on Parade, 2005.
Welcome Baby Jobiah! Just tried to do something different with a popular theme. Bad lighting or did my son smudge my lens?
German wikommen!
Bavarian Inn's entrance.
Returning from our northern Wisconsin Autumn's color tour..
Lena
Wisconsin
Dear little Fern, custom doll by the very talented Isabel at Fausto & Gretchen. Welcome to your new home, we are blessed to have your sweet little face to gaze upon. Thank you Isa for creating such a lovely girl.
WELCOME TO BURQUE: Ruben
SO Ive been unemployed now going on 4-5 months and sent out countless resumes (when someone is looking for a job and spends money they don't have for their driving record and the business doesnt have the respect to at least let you know if you got the job or not it's pretty fucked up. Way to stay professional Duggers Towing). I've been making money here and there with my photography but with the holidays coming up depression has been settling in and for the past week or so and i've been pretty self isolated. This morning I woke up and decided to go to MY church, the streets of Albuquerque.
I met Ruben in the parking lot of Starbucks on the corner of Lomas and Broadway as he was sitting in the cold holding his sign. I pulled up and grabbed my camera bag, a couple of smokes and my last 5 dollars. I walked up to him and introduced myself and explained what I did and asked him about himself as I sat down next to him on the ground. I asked him if he smoked and he smiled and said "hell yeah, can I have one?"
He told me that he's been homeless since 2001, before that he was a cook for 35 years. He found out he had hepititis and was informed by BernCo and the city of Albuq that he could no longer cook and that he needed to find a new profession. "I've been cooking for 35 years, that was my professioon, how the fuck am I supposed to find a new profession at 65" he tells me and went on to say "I tried to get SSI but was denied because it's not a disability but who's gonna hire me at my age and I cant get a job as a cook because the city tells me so."
He told me about having a daughter named Natasha whom he lost touch with, she got married to a gentleman she met at UNM and moved to Baltimore. I tried having people find her on "interface" (i think he meant internet or facebook) but he couldn't remember her married name. We talked about 45 minutes and he said "thank you for listening to his story". I handed him the last of the money I had, a couple more smokes and asked if I could take his photo. he said "yeah, not many people like you who actually sit with us homeless and try to get to know us. Most just hand us change and go about their day, some heckle us and call us names and try to intimidate us. You, youre different."
I took his pics and thanked him for his time and he replied "that's all I got in the world, time". I shook his hand and told him to take care, his last words to me, "nice to smoke a real cigarette, I usually have to smoke rollies." to take care, his last words to me, "nice to smoke a real cigarette, I usually have to smoke rollies." — in Albuquerque, New Mexico.
حًزِيَنهـُ حِيييلْ خُطْوَآتِيّ ’
كِثُيْرَهـ هِيِّ زَلـآِتِّي ’
.يــّـآ ( رَبْ ) إَغْفِرْ لِيِّ ذُنُوْبِيّ .. !
.وخَفَفَ مِنْ مُع ـــآاًنًاتَيّ ’