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I have managed (thanks to Mord) to find some of my old uploads from my previous flickr stream...
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This is from the time we went to a demo home. I met the agent dressed like this with no bra or panties pretending we were interested in the new house. This was the first picture we took inside. After that we took more with various degrees of undressing.
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Two years ago, Pumpkin and her Boys ;)
Obviously, the mud cobra field does
not look like this at the present time.
It's under a meter of, swamp water!
Now think of it like this - In a couple
of months it will be back to looking
like this and I too will be back here.
See just how quick that 1/2 full glass
turned into a full glass of cool water.
Easy Peezy, Thanks for stopping by ;)
Jon&Crew ;)
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This one was in Mexico. You can tell from another picture in our stream that I did not wear panties this night. When that happens, fingers, and not my own, seem to end up there at any time during the evening.
A Northern Pygmy-Owl I literally crossed paths with several months ago.
Big Basin Redwoods State Park
Santa Cruz Mountains CA.
No. The photo was taken (not by me) in the summer of 1965 in West-Germany. Is this then a kind of re-enactment of a World War II scenario? Again, no. This is personal, and the man in uniform is me. This is the story: when I was drafted (conscripted to military service) - something I seriously disliked, I chose an alternative route open to me at the time, namely joining the police force for 18 months. The field uniform is that of the Federal Border Guard (Bundesgrenzschutz). I knew that it too was somewhat militarised, but I was shocked to find that parts of the equipment, the helmets for example, were still WWII material - some even with engraved swastikas. Worse, among the marching songs were some suspiciously close to Nazi hymnology. At that time, the Federal Border Guard had not yet arrived in the West, so to speak. There was too much continuity with the past. However, the fact that I did not fit in became a trigger for me, later on as a scholar, to explore that dark period of the European past.
My father was one of five siblings and this is his brother, my uncle, John, in his youth. As a child I saw my uncle John as a quiet man, uncomfortable with family crowds, the last of the long line of coalminers. He had become estranged from his siblings, who had gone off to bigger towns or other careers.
Uncle John had built a small town life with a family of his own before succumbing to the toll taken on his health from years in the coalmines.
Random dip into the archives for todays photo as i'm slightly fuzzy this morning, had a few Guiness'es to mark the end of summer last night (summer's officially over now we have had the last game of the cricket season). I'll be making my way round to see all your photos today, but no SHOUTING ok?
FIRE SALE, AS IS, $US CASH ONLY, for immediate sale, groceries and children's clothing included! In this photo, I took several years ago I wonder, in today's overheated real estate market, how much this hotel would fetch, with its convenient central international downtown location, its security fence for privacy, and its handy built-in grocery store.
23/03/2024 www.allenfotowild.com
Archives box.
Rare archive image of my maternal grandmother (Mamy) with my grandfather (who died before I was born) on a little boat, living life.
Mid-sixties / Mid-seventies (?)