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This little dog was most excited at seeing the waves, barking and going close. However, he turned his back on being called by his owners. The next incomming big one rather dumped him into it!.
Christ is risen!
I will be leaving to visit my family immediately after work Thursday, will be back by Monday.
Happy Easter everyone! :-)
(Please no award group invites ... Your comments mean more to me. Many thanks!)
Happy Easter to all my Flickr Friends - try not to eat too much chocolate, I'll probably do that for you. :-)
Edited in Prisma app with Aqua
Easter Sunday, Adelaide, South Australia
Disney Springs - Orlando, Florida U.S.A.
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I want to wish all my Flickr friends a blessed Easter. I know this year is quite different than previous years' celebrations. I, for one, do not have services at our church, instead we have prepared video services as many churches across the world have done. This is all in an effort to 'flatten the curve' on the COVID-19, and hopefully resume meeting together as we have done in the past.
Together, we will get through this. Patience is a virtue and most needed now.
We continue to rejoice in the Resurrection of our Lord, for without that, we would have no hope, even during this crisis!
Have a blessed day, and thank you all for your visits and comments. They are most appreciated.
20200412 Easter Sunday
Easter is a time to rejoice and be grateful for the blessings in our lives. Wishing you all a happy and peaceful Easter!
My wife and I decorated these eggs back around 1981 when both of our hands were a little steadier ;-)
Easter Sunday. In corona virus days, a very strange Easter Sunday. But , anyway , it's time for renovation, for rebirth. Everything will be different, we don't know about the future. Saying this, let's be ready . Let's be alert. Let's keep our health.
Happy Easter, dear Flickr friends .
African American children in their Easter Monday best in front of the Lion House Addition at the National Zoo, Washington D.C., 1936. Smithsonian Institution Archives
For many African Americans in the late 1800s Easter Sunday was a day of work, with Monday a day off. Consequently, Easter Monday became a day of celebration for African American communities in Washington, D.C. The National Zoological Park was open free of charge to visitors, as it is today, and became a perfect spot for families to celebrate the Easter holiday. Children participated in an Easter Egg Roll atop Lion/Tiger Hill, while adults picnicked nearby. ach year the festivities grew and to this day Easter Monday is celebrated at the National Zoo.
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Photo from a book. The life of Jesus of Nazareth portrayed in colours by William Hole. Given me for my 1st Christmas by my godmother.
I wish all flickr members a really good Easter and send especial wishes to my good friends who so faithfully favour and comment on my photos as well as share their own. Thank you so much to everyone and have some joy this Easter.
These guys definitely get an "A" for effort, especially the guy with the mirrored sunglasses. I wonder if he had that suit custom-made. It occurred to me to check his mirrored synglasses, and I'm happy to see I'm not there. Easter, NYC -- April 21, 2019
location: mt. tapyas, coron, palawan, philippines
shot taken last: march 24, 2012
image info:
nikon d90
18-200mm lens @ 18mm focal length
iso : 400
exposure : 1/1250s
aperture : f/5.0
w/ filters (marumi cpl)
camera set in manual
handheld
built in flash, not fired
post process info:
no crop and no hdr.
picasa 3.0 & adobe photoshop cs2
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Have a Blesses Easter Sunday to all my flickr friends :)
HAPPY EASTER EVERYONE, This is my Cabin Fever, early dawn, back garden shot.
My hens and roosters have been busy during lockdown.
Stay well and keep safe everyone.
Easter Sunday, car show,
New Westminster, British Columbia Canada.
For the video; youtu.be/AW3X0Qvco5c
Small White Butterfly in the undergrowth on the edge of Elton Hall Flash, Sandbach Flashes SSSI, Cheshire. 04/04/2021
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Pandemic Self Care. Processing pics from the boneyard (my “vault” that stores pics I have taken, but never processed and/or posted). Stay safe everyone.
Easter Sunday 2015
This was Easter 1957, and I remember when this photo was taken, but I'm not sure who took it. I think it was my mother. The things I vividly recall are the textures of the things around me. I can still recall touching the little woven purse with the leaves and bird attached to the top, and the feel of the plush bunny and even the face and cloth of Humpty Dumpty. I remember my dad's touch- strong and gentle.
My father was not what most people would call a good man. He couldn't be faithful to one woman, and although I believe he loved me and my brother, it was very much an out of sight, out of mind thing with Dad. He didn't really go out of his way to provide for us once Mom had had enough of his womanizing and drinking, and we moved to Florida. It was always a battle to get him to fulfill his obligation, and most of the time, Mom lost out.
Life has a way of getting even. Christians refer to it as, "what you sow, you reap", and much of the world calls it "karma", but it's basically the same thing. Justice comes, whether in this life or the next, and my dad's began at the end of his, when his girlfriend, whom he'd lived with from the time he and Mom separated, passed away suddenly, and since he'd put the house in her name to keep my mother from being able to prove he had anything of value, as he did with everything, her relatives kicked him out and he ended up living in a basement apartment next to the railroad tracks with my half sister, and went into kidney failure, having to endure dialysis 3 times a week until he passed away, one month shy of his 93rd birthday.
I don't know if Dad was true to his last girlfriend, but I think he just ran out of steam! They were compatible. He was the type who didn't want anything to rock his boat. He had a simple and uneventful way of living, and nothing was more important to him than his own happiness. He had his good points, in that he appreciated the world's beauty, loved the ocean, was a tremendously good swimmer, could build just about anything, loved animals, and was really good around children, as long as he wasn't expected to really be a father to them!
I already knew, even at this tender age, that life wasn't very stable, but I adored my dad. My favorite memories were moments like this, cuddling up close to him and smelling his Old Spice deodorant and hearing his heart beat. those were the moments when I felt safe for a while. After the age of 10, I never felt that way again.
I still miss my dad, but mostly, I miss really having a father. Even at 60, the scars remain ...