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I am too heartbroken to write more except to tell you that our beloved Isis passed away this week. We thought we would have her with us for much longer.
She was the smartest cat ever.
We miss her terribly.
There were much better photos of her, but this one seems to show her personality the best.
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Song: Mark Schultz - Remember Me
There are times when someone leaves this world to follow the stars and the clouds. We cry because we are hurting and what to have more time with them. We blame ourselves because the what ifs run threw our heads. but we also blame God because he let this happen. But why? dose he Hate us? Did we do something wrong to have this hurt cast down on us. or maybe my child was just to sick that she need to go Home to the Heavens.
I lost my Daughter Dec 3-4 2004
I love you my little girl. My sweet girl. my angel. go dance on the clouds, sing at the top of your lungs. I love you my darling girl.
Love Mummy
♡
I'm coming up only to show you down, for
I'm coming up only to show you wrong
To the outside the dead leaves, they're on the lawn
Before they died, had trees to hang their hope
At every occasion, I'll be ready for the funeral
…
♡
Pic taken at Mischief Managed last night.
This is one of the last photos of my friendly Fox .
I have fed him and talked to him for over 4 years.
He has now disappeared……………….
Strange to say, I am almost heartbroken …………..
Sarah and I are very sorry to let you know that Chip has passed today, he did not suffer at all.
We told him to head towards the rainbow bridge but Chip being Chip was last seen headed for the beach instead.
We are both heartbroken and his loss will follow us always, however we have tried to give the little fella the best life we possibly could, he has been loved as much as any dog has ever been loved.
In these winter days, the best part of it are the Christmas days. Although we know it's very cold outside, we still have that happy mood due to Holidays to come.
...::: Passenger - Patient Love ...:::
Got a pinch of tobacco in my pocket
I'm not gonna roll it, no
I'm not gonna smoke it 'til we're
Staring at the stars and the rockets
Twinkling in the silvery night
Two sips of whiskey in the flask, but
I'm not gonna drink 'em
I swear I'll make it last 'til we're
Drinking out of the same glass again
And though the sand may be washed by the sea
And the old will be lost in the new
Well four will not wait for three
For three never waited for two
And though you will not wait for me
I'll wait for you
Got a polaroid picture in my wallet
I'm not gonna tear it, no, I'm not gonna spoil it
It's an unspoken heartbreak
A heartbroken handshake
I take with me where I go
Three words on the tip of my tongue
Not to be spoken nor sung
Or whispered to anyone 'til I
Scream 'em at the top of my lungs again
And though the sand may be washed by the sea
And the old will be lost in the new
Well four will not wait for three
For three never waited for two
And though you will not wait for me
I'll wait for you
Got a pinch of tobacco in my pocket
I'm not gonna roll it, no
I'm not gonna smoke it 'til we're
Staring at the stars and the rockets
Twinkling in the silvery night
Adriana Calcanhotto - Metade
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#HMMM
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It is always nice to see them resting! Most of the time nature is wonderful and amazing to witness and brings so much happiness to my heart. This winter has been a heartbreaking winter for the snowy owls because many of the snowy owls caught the bird flu and died. They had been hunting and eating the ducks that were infected with the bird flu and caught it that way. I was heartbroken and some of the owls I had photographed had passed. I am happy to hear that some snowys have been seen lately and hopefully they are hunting rabbits and mice instead.
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Out there in the distant and lush NW corner of Mount Rainier National Park Ranger Falls dances to the tune of angels cascading off of boulders and downed trees with a roar and a wet wind to an audience of none. One of the four remaining fire lookouts, perched upon Tolmie Peak, with one of the most magnificent views of the volcano sits abandoned, and access to the popular lake and campground which is a major resupply for the Wonderland Trail, Mowich, is cut off leaving me utterly heartbroken.
On April 14th the once beautiful 494 foot arched bridge that soars 250 feet above the Carbon River and the only public access point to 1/4 of MRNP was closed indefinitely and now....permanently as the 103 year old O'Farrell/Fairfax Bridge that is listed on the National Registry of Historic Places has become just that, historic.
I've been ranting for years about the way we've been hemorrhaging money on new schools and new fire stations as far as the eye can see while I drive like a drunken sailor, no offense Phil, to avoid the potholes and say silent prayers every time I cross a bridge. As Tobey Keith once said, the fits gonna hit the shan around here and it's about time.
My beloved boy and best friend went to the spirit world yesterday and I am devastated. He has been with me a third of my life and I feel lost without him. We have many beautiful memories and grand adventures together but right now i cry all the time.The house is so empty without him. This is an earlier image of him in the woods. Kakashi loved being outside exploring the woods. We went for walks nearly everyday. He lived to be an amazing 20 years old and 4 months but I am heartbroken at his passing.
I will be taking some time off from Flickr.
It seems as if I am not allowed to use John Groban's song, so please go Youtube and listen to him singing "To Where You Are" Thank you.
#HMMM
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One of my favourite places to be in Brighton is on the beach under the pier. A couple of months ago I was standing there, camera in hand, and couldn't figure out at first what was 'wrong'. Then I suddenly realised that all of the rope and net, which washes in on the tide and wraps itself around the supports under the pier, had disappeared along with the barnacles. I was heartbroken to see everything looking so sterile. I needn't have worried. How quickly it all comes back! I guess it has to be cleared from time to time, but I was very happy to recognise the view that I love again. :))
“The Legend of Barnafossar” tells of two young brothers who lived on a farm near the Hvítá River in Iceland. One winter’s day, while their parents were away at church, the boys tried to cross a natural stone arch over the roaring falls. They slipped and were swept away by the river’s icy currents. Heartbroken, their mother had the arch destroyed so no one would suffer the same fate. The name ‘Barnafossar’ means ‘Children’s Falls,’ forever preserving the memory of the tragedy.”
In the early hours of this morning, at the tender age of 13.5 years, we had to say our final goodnight to our wee boy Bracken.
He was our constant companion on our daily walks along the River Don.
We spent many a day in the hills and enjoyed exploring new places when away in the campervan.
He will be sorely missed by all that knew him.
Heartbroken doesn't begin to describe how we feel this morning.
Until we meet again Bracky boy xxx
Looking NE as the Yellowhead Highway leads to Jasper Alberta.
I'm heartbroken about the devastation that has hit this favorite destination. Reports that 1/3 of the town on mostly this near end are gone. Everyone had to evacuate. Fortunately they all got out safely.
The fire still lingers, with more damage in the park lands nearby.
May they get it under control soon.
I honeymooned here plus had many other great stays and photo hunts here over many years. Can't comprehend that much of it is gone. A generational loss.
Hope the wildlife moved away safely as well. Lots of game here.
Another view in comments.
I will share more shots of this special park, one of the very finest on the continent during the next couple days.
Thoughts, prayers and best wishes for Jasper and it's citizens.
I had to make the incredibly hard decision to let our Darla go today. She was such a good girl, never caused any problems, and loved me, her "daddy' and of course, her beloved Pokey, oh so very much. We are so blessed that she chose all of us 15 years ago, and she gave us so much joy over the much too short time that she was with us. But no beloved dog can ever live long enough, and I guess we should be happy that she was with us for as long as she was. But now, we are heartbroken, and miss our sweet girl so very very much. Forever in our hearts, Darla... aka Darla Mae, Darla Parla, Darly. We love you. Always.
I found out yesterday that this female peregrine, half of my local mated pair, was found dead earlier this month. I'm heartbroken to say goodbye to this fierce, fearless and beautiful animal. Seeing her perched on her cliff or soaring through the park always filled me with a profound awe, and I will be forever grateful for the times she allowed me into her world to photograph her.
12/20/2021
My oldest friend in the cyber universe (over 20 years) flew to the Angels today. I first knew her as MidnightAngel, oh so long ago.
She let me use her platform as my home and landing spot, and I've been standing there, idle, for hours, because I can't bring myself to leave it.
Heartbroken.
Thank you for everything you were to me. Farewell my friend. I will forever cling to the memories.
This is the latest painting I've done. I did it for one of the ladies that went camping over on the coast with us.
This little dog's name is Sassy and she is part mini-schnauzer and something else, I forget what.
Anyway, a little over 3 years ago, Lonna, the lady whose dog she is lost her brother. He passed away and he and Lonna were extremely close and of course she was incredibly heartbroken.
So a friend of hers in an effort to ease the pain in her heart gave her this little dog and of course, Lonna fell in love immediately even though her heart was still aching over the death of her brother.
So when we were at the coast, we had Tank and Sugar with us and Tank just doesn't get around well at all anymore and Monica and I were lamenting how we wished we had a stroller to push the little dogs around in so we can go places easier.
Lo and behold, Lonna had a stroller she had bought to put Sassy in but never used it so she gave it to us to use for Tank and Sugar. It was a game changer for us on this trip.
So I did this painting to thank Lonna for her generous gift and to honor her special love and bond with little Sassy.
It is 8 x 10 oil on stretched canvas and the photo I took to work from is in the first comment box below. Lonna hasn't seen this yet. She will get it as a gift probably within the next week or so. I can't wait for her to see it.
BNSF 9294 leads a westbound Clay Boswell coal empty through the fields of western Minnesota near Crookston.
As good as the leader looks from the perspective of 14 years later, the second unit was what the foamers were out for. There was a chance the merger scheme'd SD60M, BNSF 9297, was going to be leading this train, but, it wasn't meant to me. Neither was me ever catching it leading... but it wasn't for lack of trying.
Dual-window SD60Ms in BN whiteface were by far my favorite unit and paint scheme to catch, so it wasn't like I was heartbroken the 9297 wasn't leading. I'll take a whiteface SD60M all day, e'rrrday...
A couple of years ago, when we were coming back to Twin Falls (we didn't live here then) from a day trip to the City of Rocks, we drove by these windmills right after sunset (one more spectacular than this). I wanted to stop to take a photo, but my wife was tired and we needed to pack our bags to go back to Boston next morning. I was heartbroken.
The thought of coming back to this spot at just that time of day haunted me since then. Well, come back I did! I knew I would (we were going to move to Twin Falls eventually).
New England has its charms, but living surrounded by pine trees and oaks, and with an east facing ocean shore, meant we did not get to enjoy many beautiful sunsets. Enter the wide open spaces of the American West!
I was going to upload this last week but felt my reasons for doing so could be wrong. This week I wish I had uploaded it because the memories stirred are still relevant imho.
This is a factory a five minute walk from my present home and was a five minute walk from where I lived as a child too.
In 1966 the year I became 15 years old my dad died aged 49 years at home of bowel cancer August bank holiday weekend on the Saturday. I had left school the previous day on the Friday with no qualifications because it was simply a secondary modern school for girls. I started work at this factory the Tuesday following Bank Holiday Monday and the Friday after I had left school.
I was allowed a day off work for my dad’s funeral the following Thursday though.
I started a 40 hour shift and was paid £4 10 shillings and my mam had the £4 and I the ten shillings and had buy all my own clothes by saving up for them. About 2-3 weeks at most at this factory the manager of my floor came to reach over to show me how to hold the shirt I was putting in labels correctly. He had the nerve to reach inside my clothing and fondle my breast. I told him to f*ck off and keep his dirty hands to himself.
I got sacked on the spot.
No worries in those days and I was employed at another factory involving a short bus ride the following week….we weren’t so
‘ precious’ back then and made of pretty stern stuff possibly.
I still remember my wonderful dad who had taken me to see my cousin Barry who had a dark room and dad promised to buy me an SLR camera like Barry’s…I hope he knows I got a camera in my early twenties and although didn’t do well with film I did love and still do my hobby of photography. I adored my dad and he me - and only I was allowed to administer the poor pain killers he could get from the chemist till my mums heart broken plea to our Gp made him break confidentiality and came to help my dad out of the world within a fortnight ( he was no Harold Shipman) and was heartbroken himself at having turned down my mams pleas for him to come earlier to see my dad who was suffering untold agony and just taking over the counter stuff from Boots the chemist. He was terrified of hospitals and scared he had cancer.
Every August Bank Holiday I remember it all but he would have been so proud I made it even this far…..this is a tribute to my dad
Charles Oliver Ralph Crane….the best dad in the world !
From our recent trip to the Cannon beach for the 7th anniversary of my sister's passing. Today is also the 25th anniversary of 9/11. The memories of that day is still quite vivid in my mind--we were living just 14 blocks up north from the World Trade Center and my sister was working just a few minutes from the Pentagon. I remember the shock when we went outside and saw the towers with gaping holes, then watched in disbelief when they came down and the eerie quiet in the city that followed that night and several days thereafter. I remember how relieved I felt when I was able to reach my sister on the phone that evening and we exchanged what we each saw and witnessed. I am heartbroken that she's not here today. My heart also goes out to everyone that was affected by the tragedy and lost loved ones...💛
A letter to the heartbroken.
Dear reader,
I hope you aren't but if you are going through heartbreak right now keep reading. Heartbreak can come from anywhere, from death, from love, from hate, from family, from friends, anywhere and anyone. You never know it's coming until it does and you can't prevent it.
But it's okay.
You're allowed to be heartbroke, it means you're human, it means you're a good person with good intentions. Whatever you were feeling you felt it strongly and something happened that brought you crashing down. It'd be more concerning if you weren't sad. People will tell you you need to get over it, you need to cheer up, you need to not think about it, it's not worth your time. Ignore them.
If it is enough to make you upset in the first place it is enough to be an issue. You are allowed to cry, you are allowed to take time on your own, you are allowed to go through all these emotions. Because how would you be able to heal if you're still upset? What you need is a friend who won't tell you all this "You need to forget" you need a friend who will sit and let you cry, who will hold you only when you need holding and wait patiently until you are ready to heal before starting to recommend ways how.
Everyone goes about this process in their own way. It's okay, it's a good thing. If you know someone going through this don't offer to do what you would want, ask what they want. If they don't know ask if they want to feel sad for a while. Sometimes all it takes is patience, you can't expect a wilted flower to be repaired the next day.
It's the same with humans.
Thank you for reading ♥
Now go tell your friends how much they mean to you!
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Silent introduction into my mind... Deep wounds worn ..Tattered and Torn..heartbroken Weathering a storm. .Used and abused..confused.. Living in a world of empty frames . Don't worry ..Don't care at all. Hide the heart..that reveals your flaws...Post the memories that make you shine or leave it all behind. Opening up and closing down through the scars inside and out. ~S.F.~
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"Intrusive Thoughts" by Natalie Jane
I'm historically heartbroken
Drownin' in my own emotions
One minute away from breakin' down, down, down
I'm always leavin' empty-handed
No one wants a heart that's damaged
Only know a love that lets me down, down, down
The three big bogs in Charlestown Meadows where I live were all cleaned out this spring because of invasive plants, poor drainage, etc. I was heartbroken as there was barely a blade of grass left. But it's been a few months and the grass is growing back, a few wildflowers have returned, and this afternoon I found this beauty ruling over her little kingdom.
Sif is traditionally depicted with long, golden hair which some scholars claim symbolizes wheat.
She is part of a divine fertility couple as Sif represents the soil of the earth and the golden bounty of the fields.
Thor, the thunder god, represents the rain that fertilizes that soil to produce crops.
As a jest, Loki the Trickster, cut Sif's golden hair, leaving her bald and heartbroken. This may represent the harvesting of the crops and the stubble left in the fields.
Thor forced Loki to replace the cut hair with golden locks.
In my picture the replacement is a crown formed of wheat heads and swirling flag leaves, which Sif wears over her regrown hair, which is once again almost ready to harvest.
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Three great horned owlets are attracted to something in the next tree over, probably a squirrel. Unfortunately, a couple of days ago, two of the three stirred up a swarm of bees in the tree and were badly stung. One of the owlets fell out of the tree, was rushed to a raptor rescue group but did not survive. The fate of the second is currently unknown. Nature can be very cruel and the photographers and general spectators who had been observing these owlets since early February are heartbroken.
Photographed in Pinellas County, Florida. .
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Deep Blue Sea · by the Dead Horses
- DEEP BLUE SEA -
If you find yourself weary
If you find yourself broken down
Brother, you're not alone
If you find yourself heartbroken
Sinner in a sacred place
Sister, you are safe
If you find yourself feeling lost
I know the road can feel so long
Mother, you're not alone
If you find yourself a falling leaf
Maybe you'll drift right next to me
Cause we all swim in the same deep blue sea
Good morning everyone. Just a single pic of a Monarch (Danaus plexippus) nectaring on Goldenrod (Solidago) taken just yesterday. The white out of focus flowers are Heath Aster (Aster pilosus) which are just beginning to bloom.
Short story about this pic, more specifically about where it was taken. Five years ago it was my favorite place for photographing butterflies, especially in the Fall. Then grain corn prices went through the roof and whoever owns the field plowed it under and planted corn. I was heartbroken at the time. Then last year no corn was planted. Once again this year no corn and the field remained untouched, which allowed Mother Nature to do her thing.
It's right next to the reclaimed strip mine and about five acres in size. Not very big, but come late Summer - early Fall it's a garden paradise for wildflowers. Goldenrod, Heath Aster and Boneset rule (once again) with a few Field Thistles thrown in. Needless to say it attracts more than its fair share of butterflies. Presently Monarchs have been congregating in large numbers in and around the field. Scores of them...maybe hundreds. A combination of migrants and locals, which I'm sure are gathering together before heading south.
I've been to this field three times in the past week and have had a field day (no pun intended) photographing Monarchs. Putting the fun aspect of the photography aside, it was simply magical being surrounded by so many of these majestic butterflies. The few hours spent there over the three days will not be soon forgotten.
Thank you for stopping by...and I hope you have a truly great weekend.
Lacey
PS...the above pic is a combination of two photos I stitched together. And it should go without saying you'll be seeing lots of Monarch pics over the coming months from yours truly...sorry about that.
Sometimes the best laid plans or projects are taken over by set backs in life. Such was the case of my planned 365 for this year. We lost a very dear friend as the New Year started to unfold, quite suddenly, and I have found myself full of grief, and useless to his family. On this day the sun came out and it was 55 degrees as I walked the yard, looking for something to point my camera at. This hydrangea, broken from the snow and ice storm we had before Christmas will need to be cut way back in a few weeks. I snipped a broken stem and placed it in the birdbath, hoping to catch how I was feeling.
Today we had to say goodbye to Chia. I am heartbroken. We were lucky enough to have 15.5 years together. Love you forever, Chi.
Torn
I tore the web
of a black and yellow spider
in the brash of weeds
and down she came
on her surplus of legs
each of which
touched me and really
the touch wasn't much
but then the way
if a spider can
she looked at me
clearly somewhere between
outraged and heartbroken
made me say "I'm sorry
to have wrecked your home
your nest your larder"
to which she said nothing
only for an instant
pouched on my wrist
then swung herself off
on the thinnest of strings
back into this world
This pretty, this perilous world.
Mary Oliver
ME: (looking through a tube to see better)
Benny....what are you holding in your paws?
BENNY:
Huh....Mummy Marian?
...Thanks for being here. I don't feel comfortable.
I....well...um...I'm heartbroken
ME:
Of chocolate...and half-eaten
BENNY:
Eh....yes ....that's true. I saw that the chocolate is expired and it's a waste to throw it away. Best before 1 March 2023 it said on the packaging.
ME:
No Benny..you accidentally misread that on purpose.
It says: Best before 1 March 2024!
BENNY:
May I see?
Hmm...yes...misread...can happen.
Sorry Mummy! (gives other half chocolate heart back to Mummy Marian)
ODC: Through a tube
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#HMMM 😊😊😍
Bee Gees - How Can You Mend A Broken Heart
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