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Sorry I can't check so much these days as limited net access...will catch up next week!
I know the hood is open, and I hate that as much as most of you! But, this sweet red '69 Camaro SS/RS is a little more special with that 427ci mill sitting under it's pretty white striped hood, and probably a bit on the rare side too! Worth a shot?...I think so! I hope you'll agree!
LARGE go before reading "wrong" tags to right. CIA is spying on my readers, right?
No one enters Explore without being favored, usually at least three times.
For all you my favorites favoring my fotos, blessed be you and yours I pray in appreciation. Give extra smiles out at your house, work, street each day.
People will like it and often smile back, wondering WHAT IS WRONG WITH THAT SMILING PERSON. Our secret: nothing is wrong, just so thrilled to breath, I desire to pass on this act of friendship as a random act of kindness (RAK).
Lets fill our lives with RAK to those who are not even our friends yet.
CAN AN ALIEN SEE AND HAVE YOUR SMILE TODAY?
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Pink is from Picasa2 to add pizazz to bleached out 1/2. Picasa2 if a free add on from Google. No classes needed. How unlike PhotoShot's campaign to confuse all for hours.
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My Grandmother’s Plot in the Family Cemetery
She was my grandfather’s second wife. Coming late
to him, she was the same age his first wife
had been when he married her. He made
my grandmother a young widow to no one’s surprise,
and she buried him close beside the one whose sons
clung to her at the funeral tighter than her own
children. But little of that story is told
by this place. The two of them lie beneath one stone.
Mother and Father in cursive carved at the foot
of the grave. My grandmother, as though by her own design
removed, is buried in the corner, outermost plot,
with no one near; her married name th only sign
she belongs. And at that, she could be Daughter or pitied
Sister, one of those who never married.
Poem by Claudia Emerson in
“late wife” (Louisiana State University Press 2005; www.lsu.edu/lsupress)
winner of the Pulitzer Prize for poetry”
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Ten Commandments for a Loving, Responsible, Pet Owner...
1. My life is likely to last 10-15 years. Any separation from you is likely to be painful.
2. Give me time to understand what you want of me.
3. Place your trust in me. It is crucial for my well-being.
4. Don't be angry with me for long and don’t lock me up as punishment. You have your work, your friends, your entertainments. But I have only you. Your are the focus of my entire existence.
5. Talk to me. Even if I don’t understand your words, I do understand your voice when speaking to me.
6. Be aware that however you treat me, I will never forget it.
7. Before you hit me, before you strike me, remember that I have teeth that could easily crush the bones in your hand, and yet I choose not to bite you.
8. Before you scold me for being lazy or uncooperative, ask yourself if something might be bothering me. Perhaps I’m not getting the right food, I have been in the sun too long or my heart might be getting old or weak.
9. Please take care of me when I grow old. You too will grow old.
10. On the difficult journey, on the ultimate difficult journey, go with me please. Never say you can’t bear to watch. Don’t make me face this alone. Everything is easier for me if you are there. Because I love you so.
Take a moment today to thank God for your pets. Enjoy and take good care of them. Life would be a much duller, less joyful thing without God’s critters. Please pass this on to other pet owners.
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EXPLORE # ___ on Wednesday, March 12. 2008.
Though this is not a shot from it, with yesterday came a deluge that was steady and ongoing, and it basically drowned us like rats. No damage or flood problems or anything, just copious amounts of water, giving us all soggy bottoms.
That being said, I was able to procure new drop shots once the sun poked its head out and shooed away the rain for an hour or so. Don't know how they turned out, but you'll find out later in the week. Stay tuned. Shackle yourselves to your computers and wait eagerly, is what I'm saying.
Pain or something like it, all the memories just as well forgotten...nothing matters because it's the time of year when the sun's down before we're fully awake, when the full moon hardly shows from behind the stars and the only thoughts worth having are thoughts that come just before sleep, making the pillow their grave and inviting dreams instead. We collect these dreams like dying stalks of wildflowers, brittle, lost, then gone forever.
I've been playing a lot lately with light and lace, working on a mini semi-series for my photography class -- hence the many black and whites.
I'll be going to go back to colour soon, though. So hang in there!
"K" coaster for the Gift for Suzuko project. The cursive "k" I had envisioned did not come to pass. Whatsoever.
Ayumi, I'll get this mailed to your mom's in Japan on Monday!
FILM
Did you guys miss these words on pictures as much as I did?
QUOTE FROM MY LIFE AS LIZ :D
first roll of film.
not an april fool's joke .....
I had a small glass jar of barbie-sized photo props that fell onto a blue lap quilt and when i looked, the shoe lace had formed itself into a cursive D-- how weird is that?..
really wished i could have used it for the macro mondays theme of trash but it's over the size parameters
a brief refrain from the onslaught of sky rivers
green filtered borderless i-type 600 film shot on polaroid now
just a quick upload before i'm off to northern californiaaaaaaaaa tonight [:
anyway, i don't even like this picture
except i like what i wrote :P
and i really really really mean those words from the bottom of my heart <3
Accession Number: 1976:0240:0019
Maker: Victor Keppler (1904-1987)
Title: Timken Roller Bearing Co., calendar, September 1950, teacher at desk
Date: Dec-1948
Medium: color print, assembly (carbro) process
Dimensions:
George Eastman House Collection
General – information about the George Eastman House Photography Collection is available at http://www.eastmanhouse.org/inc/collections/photography.php.
For information on obtaining reproductions go to: www.eastmanhouse.org/flickr/index.php?pid=197602400019.
Learning cursive in grammar (aka elementary) school was sheer torture... Before ball point pens were permitted, we had to dill with split nib pens we dipped into inkwells that were set into our little desks. SPLATTER!!!
I love books. This was at the Barnes and Noble near me, yesterday... I had Blueberry Ginger Tea...:))