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Fade into me, fade into you,
Two of us melting together until we become something new.
I've been wanting to do a photo to this song for a long time, and it turned out much different than I had hoped... but it's growing on me. Perhaps in the future I can take another that's more like the one I had envisioned. For now, this'll work. :) And it does look much better in Lightbox... so feel free to press L!
West of Shawnee Junction, the remains of C&NW's Cowboy Line return to nature having no longer a purpose to serve. 2006.
This weeks song is The Memory Remains, by Metallica.
Like twisted vines that grow
Hide and swallow mansions whole
And dim the light of an already faded prima donna
Fortune, fame, mirror vain, gone insane
Fortune, fame, mirror vain, gone insane
But the memory remains
I've been going through my archives, and found this image from way back when, and thought it fit the lyrics, so I hope you think so too! I really like Metallica, although I do find them too intense to listen to for very long. I saw them in concert, back in the 90's...they were awesome!
For Friday's Lyrical Imagery
The Memory Remains: by Metallica
Fading, disintegrating, and letting nature take over, a long abandoned house sits alone in an open field, as an old oak tree leans towards the road, while 214 races north in the distance.
I walked to the nearby cemetery. It felt like a good place to be safe in during these times of self isolation and social distancing.
As John, one of my Flickr friend said, and I totally agree, the desire to visit a grave of a loved one doesn't exist in me either. My beloved departed dwell in my heart and are on my mind always.
Visiting a cemetery is usually an act of meditation. Today, however, I was more aware of the names and dates engraved on tombstones. Some of the black granite graves were decorated with wilted flowers and some with small angels. There were some covered with green moss making the inscriptions hard to decipher, some graves lying within rusty fences and some with beautiful flowerbeds freshly taken care of.
Sitting on a bench in the sun, reminiscing dear ones far away, I felt tears coming down my cheeks. There's always a longing mixed with sadness along happy memories, too.
Getting older makes you realise mortality is a sure thing.
# 41 Faded
120 Pictures in 2020
Dinara (1831m), highest Croatian mountain, fading into dark above Knin town, in inner North Dalmatia.
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Yesterday, I said to myself enough with the housework - time for a photo-stroll!! :-)
It is camellia blossom time here in Central Florida, so I decided to revisit Leu Gardens in Orlando. Even tho we have had a few chilly nites, most of the blooms are intact and as lush and lovely as can be. While the perfect flowers are heavenly, I find a special beauty in the fading stages of their lives. This one had fallen onto a bed of pine needles and I was especially intrigued by the little bits of green still remaining. Such delicate colors and textures...
Happy Thursday all, y'all!!
The old receiving office for the SWR, Plymouth. The sign was still clearly visible on the wall of this building near the Barbican, Plymouth, in 1966.
"FADE TO BLACK" editorial for LUI magazine Italia (June/Giugno 2015 - print edition)
// CREDITS //
Photos & retouching by Michela Riva (www.michelariva.com)
Styling by Alessia Alessio-Vernì
Styling assistant Michela Puzzer
Make-up & grooming Cecilia Carbonelli
Model: Nathan Maria Radovic
(Wardrobe: Boogaloo Vintage & more and COLLANEvrosi )
— (C) Michela Riva - All Rights Reserved
a gift of my girlfriend's grandmother for us, picked form her garden;
pencil drawing with water colour
On the AD255. They were getting a wee bit sticky. Now, seamless and fine. Can't wait to mix again with 'em.
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On Thursday it snowed and three of us from the swim team (Cheyne, Eli and myself) went out and made snow angels in our speedos right outside the pool. Yeah- it was COLD!
The fading autumn colors along with the leaf drop made for an interesting composition as the viewer gets to peer into the forest.
23/365
Things are a bit of a blurr at the moment. It's hard to see past the next two weeks as I'm focusing so much on it. There's a lot to do with the hassle of moving and emotion that comes with saying goodbye. Atleast the christmas holiday is afterwards to take my mind off it and help me relax!
Happy saturday!
Faded reporting marks on a forgotten Algoma Central gondola.
Hawk Junction, CN Soo Sub
Hawk Junction, Ontario
August 28, 2021