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The poor give us much more than we give them. They're such strong people, living day to day with no food. And they never curse, never complain. We don't have to give them pity or sympathy. We have so much to learn from them.
Mother Teresa
© Leanne Boulton, All Rights Reserved
Street photography from Glasgow, Scotland.
Previously unpublished shot from January 2019. Enjoy.
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Featuring BONDI and Ricielli at faMESHed:
BONDI . Enzo Sunglasses . Fatpack
faMESHed Event: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/FaMESHed/226/144/1001
BONDI Mainstore: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Daydreaming/16/68/22
BONDI Flickr: flic.kr/ps/39VRA8
Ricielli - Gio Blouse
Ricielli - Gio Shorts
faMESHed Event: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/FaMESHed/226/144/1001
Ricielli Flickr: flic.kr/ps/NrsrU
Ricielli Mainstore: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Ricielli/193/35/27
Thanks a bunch for all the support! 😊
© Leanne Boulton, All Rights Reserved
Street photography from Glasgow, Scotland.
Wishing you all a wonderful weekend of photography my Flickr friends.
Take care and take photos.
"...maybe, the most of us arranges its own life story...improvised from day-to-day, maybe others live according with in advance with the intended plan... the ultimate,... perfect ... like a circle..." - by N.Sparks .
...maybe others....
It's London Fashion Week. This is the time of year where one sees some stolen shots in the middle of London. Or just a few friends taking some pics of each other.
MiMi has been with us for two stays. The first was one of fear (hers and ours) and learning to live around each other. My hands and legs were covered in scratches and a few bite marks. We returned her to the Mayhew a day or two earlier than planned as she attacked my legs unexpectedly and drew a lot of blood.
Fast forward six weeks (we were on holiday) we took her back and what a difference.
We changed our attitude to her and stopped trying to "rehabilitate" her and instead just let her drive the agenda. To begin with no eye to eye contact, the handy pillow always present to push gently between her and me if she attacked, and a lot of calm and quiet. Plays were reduced from 15-20 mins at a time to 5. It has all worked wonders.
She is now a lovely though always naughty girl who has found her spot in our lives. She is much gentler, greets both of us, loves snoozes on my lap and long sleeps. We are still careful with her and still carry the cushion. We'll probably do that for another month or so.
The only thing she doesn't like is going to bed at night. She will do anything to avoid going to her own room. We try to trick her but any trick works once and never again. She is way too smart.
PLG and me were walking towards Regent's St when we saw a large crowd outside Claridge's. Whipped my camera out and managed to get a reasonably in focus show of Arnie, looking happy and relaxed. Everyone around us were buzzing with happiness after seeing him. We people are strange.
Nun's Island, Galway
Pentax z70, Vivitar 28mm, and HP5 film. Developed and scanned by John Gunn Camera, Dublin.
and isn't living all that matters?
Today was one of those days where I realize how short life really is and exactly how little of it I've survived.
Uncertainty of the future frightens as much as it thrills me.
I need some entertainment tonight ;D
This week I have been learning and relearning some wildflower identification skills. I don't normally do this day to day, but the conservation group I volunteer with are running a wildflower walk around our meadow and some of the important information seems to have fallen out of my brain, or was never there in the first place.
In the meadow we have plenty of three common types of buttercup: creeping, bulbous and meadow. This week I challenged myself to learn which one was which and be able to identify them confidently. So all week I have been reading books, making notes and testing myself on walks. I picked and pressed a flower and leaf from each plant to help.
On the left are the comics from Saturday (which was Free Comic Book Day), a hot chocolate (because I've given up coffee) and a lemon and blueberry muffin, which are my reward for finishing this last bit of ID revision.
Going through a bunch of old photos and found this. Momo's been with his new family for sometime now and we expect he has settled in well and is as relaxed there as he was here. A lovely fellow.
This photograph was taken in a simple place where there was actually not very many flowers around and much more cement. Once I saw the roses, I couldn’t help myself.
London's The Courtauld is, size wise, fairly modest, but its general galley contains more incredible art per square inch than anywhere else in this culture soaked city.
That's a fact. I've measured it.
This painting is my favourite. Probably like all those who have seen it before me, I like to sit and meditate to it. I pick a detail each time we visit, photograph it, and then pull back and enjoy the whole.
I don't know much about art, but I like this painting.
That Édouard Manet fellow was quite the talent.
The end.
Stay tuned for next week's existing instalment: two dangling feet in green booties.