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Echo Cafe in Echo UT is no longer open, but window signage boasts of various wares for purchase, including cigarettes and disposable cameras.
The former cafe's large roof sign is also of interest.
Yeah, this one's an obvious 'shop. Don't even have to look at the pixels to tell.
But I still had a picture of Echo staring off into space, and a recent posting by sspike gave me the inspiration to throw in the super moon :)
"Echo" Mestre Valemtim - cópia em bronze do original pertencente ao Jardim Botânico do Rio de Janeiro - Fundição Zani 1997
Pinacoteca do Estado de São Paulo
Echo is a figure and narrative study using multiple exposures of ink in water. Part of Alan Condrey’s Skin & Inks project.
Vera Röhm: Textfragmente aus den Metamorphosen von Ovid "Echo und Narcissus", 2009. More details
Day 2 - 201802114 - Visit to the boarder between Haïti and Dominican Republic in Dajabon.
©European Commission /DG ECHO/MaxenceBradley
Everybody's talking at me
I don't hear a word they're saying
Only the echoes of my mind
I don't know why but this has been one of my favorite songs since I was 4 :)
"Echo" Mestre Valemtim - cópia em bronze do original pertencente ao Jardim Botânico do Rio de Janeiro - Fundição Zani 1997
Pinacoteca do Estado de São Paulo
Second of my Greek mythology series.
Echo was a nymph doomed to only repeat the words of others. Narcissus was an extremely handsome man, and one day, as he was hunting, Echo saw him and fell in love. She followed him around all day, trying desperately to talk to him... but of course, she couldn't. She even caught up with him at one point, and tried to embrace him, but he pushed her away. Echo was left heartbroken. Another deity, Nemesis, heard her cries and decided to punish Narcissus for his cruelty towards Echo. Narcissus then happened to glance upon his own reflection in a pool of water. He fell in love with the beauty of his reflection, and never left the pool. He died, and the nymphs, feeling bad for him, wanted to bury his body. However, they couldn't find it - the narcissus flower had grown in the place where he sat for so long.
No stock photos used in this one, just my own. :)
It's never too late for daffodils. They seem to grow well at 7,000 feet in May. This picture was taken in from of the Echo Lake Chalet, just north of Highway US 50 at Echo Summit.
"Echo" Mestre Valemtim - cópia em bronze do original pertencente ao Jardim Botânico do Rio de Janeiro - Fundição Zani 1997
Pinacoteca do Estado de São Paulo
Woke up to the clock
What knob makes it stop
Time to be aware
Time to just be there
You go, go , go, go,
I go, go , go, go,
Conversations rare
Trail off in the air
Echo, echo, home , home
All that rolls our way
Wheels that time will play
Happiness grows back
Heartache leaves a scratch
You go, go, go,go,
I go, go, go , go
Everyplace i go
Never told you so
Echo... echo... home... home
All of my days, all of my life
Standing by you
All of my days, all of my life
I will find you
All of my days, all of my life
Standing by you
All of my days all of my life
Landing next to you
When you're on the top
Notice what you've got
I will be your frail
When your on the trail
You go, go, go, go,
I go, go, go, go
Everything you know
Everywhere you go
Echo... echo... home... home...
Lyrics by Cyndi Lauper.