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Fairy Bosom in Quản Bạ, Vietnam, features two symmetrical karst hills steeped in legend. A H’Mông fairy fell in love with a human and bore his child, but the Jade Emperor forced her to return to the heavens. Heartbroken, she left behind her breasts, forming the twin hills, said to nourish her child with mystical energy. Today, they symbolize motherly love and fertility, standing as a breathtaking and sacred landmark in Hà Giang.
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Blog Post: Dreams of Sadness
Deviant Art Dreams of Sadness
Heartbroken dreams...
The Body Parts:
Head: LeLutka - Evo X - Zora 3.1 - BoM
Body: MeshBody - Legacy - Classic - BoM
Shape: Lulua - Sarin Shape - LeLutka Avalon 3.1 - [INOV Event - February 2023]
Hair: [^.^Ayashi^.^] - Toya Hair - Naturals
The Beautician:
Skin: .:Soul:. - [G3] Omega F [H6] Toned - BoM
Face: .:Soul:. - [G3] Lianna [H6] EvoX - No Brows - BoM
Makeup: Sugarose - Cristal - Lipstick & Eyeshadow Set
Tattoo: ** FAIRYTOPIA ** - Dunia Tattoo - 50% - [INOV Event - February 2023]
At the Boutique:
Pajamas: LEROY - Couple Pajama Set - Fatpack - [Cupids Fault - February 2023]
Setting the Scene:
Backdrop: Synnergy.Tavis - It Was All A Dream - Backdrop
Pose: Synnergy - Emotions Vol 3 - Bento Poses
full moon making things as bright as day, except also aurora
absorbing recent news from the US, just cannot understand the systemic acceptance of violence, and heartbroken by its implications.
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That's the original
I stole it from Baileyford, threw in some cheap brushes edited the hell out of it
and uploaded.
Thereotical Suicide is good band name right?
Anyways, I'm really pissed because I have a corrupted peggy file in my game somewhere
And I may have to reinstall it again
which means
no Papercut
for another
few months
and I lose all my stuff
which sucks
really really badly
View On Black
I realised yesterday that in my haste to process the photos of more exciting animals I had completely forgotten my beloved little Tommies! They are simply put the cutest animals in the savannah and I feel heartbroken every time I see a predator take one of them down. Lithe, nimble and super quick these Thomson’s Gazelles often outrun the cheetah with their wicked manoeuvrability ; twisting and turning endlessly. If you notice them closely you would see that their tails NEVER stop wagging. Seriously! Watch a few videos and tell me I am wrong.
I am back to my beloved Amboseli landscapes after spending quite some time at Ol Pejeta and Mount Kenya. I might stay here for a few more images. I know I am talking like I physically made the journey, but in some ways coming back to an image in the Amboseli feels like coming back home – this is where all my adventures began and this is where I discovered that to be at one with the wild is the most peaceful feeling of all.
Explored : 10th April 2015
R.I.P. dear Tina, you truly were the best!
Thank you for a lifetime of music.
Heartbroken tonight to hear about Tina Turner's passing.
Another icon gone.
(stock photo, photo shopped)
for some reason, i just cant fall completely in love with this photo, but its the best i could do given all of the circumstances, and for that i truly appreciate it.
anyway, in case you havent noticed, my photography is extremely autobiographical and this image is no exception. i was inspired to create this by my papa (grandfather), though strangely enough part of me wants him not to see it due to my choice in attire. ;) but my papa is one of the most important people in my life, and i love him so dearly. im a lot like him, and he is someone who definitely taught me to dream, and to be persistent. he continues to teach me beautiful things everyday, with his wisdom and charm. but one thing that makes me more heartbroken than anything in the world, is his health. i mean, things could be a lot worse, but he has had two heart attacks and has talked about how he has accepted death - hes lived a good life that he has loved, and again, that is something i admire deeply. its not that i fear death, necessarily, because i dont. i know my own spirituality and i wouldnt be scared of my own death; but losing someone i love is foreign to me and THAT is what terrifies me sometimes. i dont know how i could live without my papa, but someday ill have no choice but to learn.
so long story short, here is this character who has accepted her demise - this image is intended to be peaceful, and i hope that comes across. death, like all things, has a beautiful side.
this is also the first proper self portrait ive done in months! its different being on both sides of the lens, and i can say that i sort of miss it. my boyfriend and i drove out to the beach at sunrise and watching the sun come up over the ocean, and watching the huge waves crash in was so inspiring. though it was far too cold to be laying in the water... (a solid 34 degrees)
oh yea, and florida was fun. :)
When I'm Bored I Go To Porn Sites And Write In The Comments Section:
"Why Are You Doing This? Your Mother And I Are Heartbroken. Please Come Home."
After 20 Minutes Or So.
Wow...2021 was a challenging year; one of the hardest of my life. In the midst of a continuing pandemic, my brother was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer in March. After a seven month deterioration of his health, he died on a Sunday in October...just one day before his 54th birthday. I remain heartbroken over his passing. He wanted to die at home, and I found myself care-taking for him and my aging parents; a role I was not prepared for but I took on nonetheless. Through this, I discovered a deeper sense of love for my family and a closeness I did not have before. The relationship with my parents has changed now that I am an only child. I always imagined that I would get old with my brother and we would take care of each other in our old age, but this was not meant to be. His death served as a reminder not to take life for granted. I say "I love you" more often now.
Speaking of love...another big change in my life has been a move into my partner's house. It's not just a house, but a home and a new life in a small town in Colorado with a unique culture all it's own. Just the kind of place I've always wanted to live in and I've been greeted with open arms by everyone I meet. In addition to the deepening love I have with my partner, I have two new people in my life now...her children. Two teenagers that have proven to be a delightful bonus to my living situation. Every day is filled with richness and brevity. I feel truly blessed.
Throughout the changes of my life this year, I also had the faithfulness and consistency of my core long-term friendships and son that recently turned 21. They combine to make me feel so very grateful for this wonderfully twisted, tragically painful, and divinely beautiful life.
To add to an already difficult year, we just experienced the horror and tragedy of a natural disaster very close to where we live. Many hundreds of homes lost in one afternoon. Hurricane force winds fueled an unstoppable wall of flames that spread like fingers across the landscape, consuming everything in it's path. Thankfully, we have received a snow storm to help the firefighters extinguish the last remaining embers. Unfortunately, the snow arrived just one day too late for the thousands of home & business owners effected by the blaze. I'll be donating to the Red Cross.
In regards to my creative output and photography this year…it has been a challenge to keep up, honestly. I wasn't as consistent as I was in years past, but I never gave up. Knowing that despite the lack of motivation, I'd inevitably walk away deeply satisfied with the time spent to create something. I think I gave up on the "wow" factor I had chased in the past. I just keep doing do what I do.
I have no doubt that 2022 will have it's share of challenges. I send positivity to all. Please be well, be kind, and take care.
-R
I'm the bearer of some terribly sad news today. My dear, dear, Mom passed away this morning. We're all so very heartbroken. She was the very best in every possible way!
In Mom's honour, this pic is of her garden Maple tree, that she loved so much & uplifted her on a daily basis.
I took Charlie to the vet as he was rapidly deteriorating. He barely ate, he was distressed when I handled him, he coughed at times, and it seemed to be a rapid progressive decline. When he purred he had to use his mouth. We took x-rays and it showed most likely what looked like cancer masses in his lungs. I was settled in myself that the right thing to do was to euthanase him. The vet sedated him, and when he was asleep, they euthanased him with me patting him. When he was sedated, he purred and purred.
Last 2 weeks prior I had been vigilantly trying to find out what was going on with him.
My beautiful adorable little guy, I know I will see him again some time. I know we will be together again. I'm sorry he never got the home I promised him.
He is with Matilda now. Matilda and Charlie were my cats that I did not rescue, but Charlie was a rescue kitten I bought from the Animal Welfare League.
He and Matilda were my babies from kittens.
I am heartbroken at losing him and I am heartbroken at the circumstances his last days on earth had to be. He did not like living outside, he wanted to be with me in my room, and he never adapted to his new circumstances. I feel terrible about it. But I could not allow him inside, he can spray, and it was too risky.
I'm so sorry I have hardly been on flickr much. My circumstances are difficult, and it's been difficult for me to find the time to spend on flickr. I continue to try and organise my life so I can enjoy flickr and my flickr family. Take care and stay safe.
Thank you for your kind words and generous thoughts. xxx
You'd never guess from the pictures and from his behaviour, but on Tuesday, Candor has been diagnosed with kidney failure.
We're oscillating between worried and heartbroken... but we're also determined to make the best of our time together. Candor is absolutely delighted by our new home with all the meadows and forests surrounding us; moving here was the greatest gift we could give him.
Treatments start today... apparently he's in the early stages, so there's hopefully still a lot that can be done. Please keep your fingers crossed.
(if we're lucky, we might get DSL today... trying to catch up on your wonderful photos then...)
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Test della Fujifilm X100T Cromata acquistata dall’amico Raffaele Tranchina di SicilyFoto di Palermo, realizzati una serie di scatti per testarla ho impostato velocemente alcuni parametri a me congeniali ed effettuate alcune riprese, questa è il File numero 015. Si è rivelata una eccellente macchina con una lettura abbastanza precisa sull’intero fotogramma. Ma io ho voluto modificare alcuni valori per la tipologia del mio modo di fare fotografia.
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Test Fujifilm X100T Chrome bought by his friend Raffaele Tranchina SicilyFoto of Palermo, made a series of shots to test it I quickly set some parameters to me congenial and made some shots, this is the File number 015. It proved to be an excellent machine with quite accurate readings across the entire frame. But I wanted to change certain settings for the type of way I do photography.
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Dati Tecnici
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a) Fujifilm X100T + Fujinon ASPHERICAL Lens Super EBC 23mm f/2,0 + Filtro Leica UV (ripresa effettuata prima dell'aggiornamento del firmware alla versione 1,11 del corpo macchina) firmware attuale v.1,10;
b) Tempo 1/60s con apertura diaframma a f.2,8 +1,5 di stop in manuale (a mano libera);
c) Lettura Esposimetrica effettuata con esposimetro della macchina impostata su "Media a Prevalenza Centrale" (ma per mio convincimento personale ho effettuato 5 misurazioni a luce incidente con il Sekonic Dual Spot F-L778 con lettura impostata a 1° per confrontarla con la lettura della macchina e con compiacimento la lettura finale equiparandola a quella media ottenuta dalla somma delle letture effettuate con quella dell’esposimetro della macchina era abbastanza simile, però, ho voluto effettuato quella correzione di +1,5 di stop per dare un tocco personale. Inoltre, ho sistemato un filtro Giallo medio che rende la sensibilità cromatica della ripresa simile a quella dell'occhio umano".
d) Impostazione nel corpo camera FujiFilm X100T: ISO/ASA 2000, DR (100%), Modalità AF (Area), WB Bilanciamento del Bianco (Auto), Simulazione Film (Provia Standard), Colore (+1), Nitidezza (0), Tono Alte luci (0), Tono Ombre (0), Riduzione disturbo (+1), Gamma Dinamica (Auto), Qualità Immagine (Fine), Filtro ND (On), Dimensione Immagine (3:2 - L);
e) Tecnica di ripresa esposimetrica con il sistema dell”Esposizione a Destra;
f) Prima Post-Produzione (leggerissima file quasi perfetto) per la correzione del bilanciamento cromatico/tonale (dopo la desaturazione) delle varie aree e zone di colore per compensare l’intensità di luce (ore 12,30 di ripresa) con Nikon Capture NX 2;
g) Seconda Post-Produzione con Adobe Photoshop CC per il bilanciamento delle zone d’ombra (Lievissima file quasi perfetto);
h) Post-Produzione di completamento con Nikon Capture NX 2 e CorelPhoto-Paint X5 per il completamento e la sistemazione finale del "Sistema Zonale".
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Da Ascoltare guardando l’immagine e leggendo Ia poesia
From looking at the picture and listen to reading poetry
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Miriam Stockley – Fantasy – Album Eternal
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Il confine della solitudine
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tristi e….
malinconici i socchiusi
occhi delle velate
donne, avvolte nel
loro funebre mantello
dal cuore spezzato
dall’onore leso.
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….cupi e solitari
i luoghi, strazianti
saranno i giorni,
per sempre dissolti
dal dolore immenso
per i figli morenti
per sempre perduti
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E’ qui…,
che tutti i cuori
delle anime smarrite
s’incontrano….,
nel buio dei ricordi,
cancellati dalle onde che
perdutamente s’infrangono.
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Non odono più i sospiri,
del loro ferito cuore
…quel flebile palpito,
svaniscono i pensieri,
si dissolvono le menti
è la fine di un mondo
che….lentamente muore.
……………………..Luigi Mirto
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The border of loneliness
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sad and….
Melancholy the I narrowed
eyes veiled
women, wrapped in
their funeral cloak
heartbroken
by honor injured.
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.... dark and lonely
places, heartbreaking
they will be the days,
forever dissolved
from immense pain
for the children dying
forever lost
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It's here…,
all hearts
of lost souls
meet ....,
in the dark memories,
erased by the waves that
madly crashing.
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No longer hear the sighs,
of their wounded heart
... that weak heartbeat,
thoughts vanish,
dissolve the minds
èt is the end of a world
that…. slowly he dies.
...........................Luigi Mirto
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Miriam Stockley - Perfect Day - Album Miriam
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Questa immagine è tratta da un reportage in continua evoluzione che sto effettuando nella ricerca di particolari volti che esprimano particolari sensazioni, scene di particolare enfasi ambientale, espressioni e sentimenti profondi trasmessi attraverso semplici sguardi, di particolari posture del corpo o anche dai semplici abiti e decorazioni fisiche.
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Tali immagini verranno raccolte in un “Manuale Artistico Tecnico Fotografico” nella quale saranno descritte le particolari tecniche di ripresa, i materiali impiegati, l’attrezzatura fotografica, i luoghi e le condizioni sceniche ambientali.
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This image is from a report in continuous evolution that I am making in the search for specific faces expressing particular feelings, scenes of environmental emphasis, expressions and deep feelings conveyed through simple look, a particular posture of the body or even from simple clothes and decorations individuals.
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Guys, this Castle is a popular tourist spot in Perak, Malaysia. It has always been 'listed' as the most haunted place in Malaysia. So much so, that when we passed by here (we never intend to actually visit it) my sister strictly prohibited me to even go near and capture this mysterious place!! sigh!! She was worried as we had a baby and kids (my nieces..) with us!!
I was really upset coz I could not explore this wonderful place!! Maybe next time when I go without my family members (sometimes outing with family members just suck becoz of this kinna problems.. LOL!!) I can actually get my camera working!!
This was shot just outside my sis's car, so sorry guys it does not show the whole castle. There were trees & plants obstructing the view so I had to crop it!!
Here are the details 'plucked' from Wikipedia;
Kellie's Castle (sometimes also called Kellie's Folly) is located near Batu Gajah, and is about 20 minutes' drive from Ipoh, Perak, Malaysia. The unfinished, ruined mansion, was built by a Scottish planter called William Kellie Smith. According to differing accounts, it was either a gift for his wife or a home for his son.
Unfortunately for Smith, tragedies struck soon after the construction of the Kellas House began. A virulent strain of the Spanish flu spread from Europe to Asia soon after World War I ended in Europe, killing many of the workers in the Kellas Estate. Another seventy workers constructing Smith's dream castle also became victims of the flu. Smith, who had already spent a fortune on his house, lost a lot of money because of this.
In the end, Kellas House, later known as Kellie's Castle or even Kellie's Folly to some, was never completed. William Kellie Smith himself died of pneumonia during a short trip to Portugal in 1926. His heartbroken wife decided to pack up and return home to Scotland selling the estate and Kellie's Castle to a British company called Harrisons and Crosfield. Descendants of the Tamil labourers brought over to Malaya to work on the mansion still live nearby even now. Kellie's Castle is now a popular local tourist attraction and was used as a setting in the 1999 film Anna and the King.
Spain, Andalusia, Ronda
Ronda is a municipality of Spain belonging to the province of Málaga, within the autonomous community of Andalusia. It is a mountaintop city that’s set dramatically above a deep gorge. The Plaza de Toros de Ronda is a bullring with a diameter of 66 metres, surrounded by a passage formed by two rings of stone. Its construction started in 1779 and finished in 1785. In 1994, US singer Madonna shot her music video for "Take A Bow" in the bullfight arena. Madonna's co-star in the video was Spanish bullfighter Emilio Muñoz, who played her Latin lover who leaves her after spending a passionate night with the heartbroken blonde.
I feel sad and heartbroken. What kind of world are we living in where ppl get killed only because of their skin color?!
Dear Tom Petty,
When I was young, the only way my mother could begin to describe the concept of "sexy" was by talking about you and Neil Young's voice (only ever his voice-she thought he was uglier than sin, right mom?) Your songs and videos were first like from an all American poet but then they got a little weirder and I liked them even more-like "Zombie Zoo" and "Mary Jane's Last Dance" but overall you were a storyteller that had a hopefulness for the world despite all its mixed up characters. And, that is quite sexy, I have to admit.
When I went to photograph you in 2014, I kept expecting something to not work out and it ended up being a very pinch me is this real sort of experience. I grew up on your records, after all. You were the all American musician, the dreamer and redeemer and even as an adult I get refrains and chord progressions stuck easily into my head. You got us humans right because you felt it all too.
Dear Tom Petty, the world is a screwed up place. Our politicians have no integrity and would rather have people killed than lose their money from the gun lobby. People have no time for common sense or poetry these days. They have no time to feel anything for their fellow man or woman or for words that actually make them think. They would rather start fights with their fellow man or woman over nothing more than genetics. They don't understand the feeling of bliss when you don't harbor hatred in your heart but instead make it a home for love and acceptance. Maybe you don't belong in this world anymore. Maybe you belong somewhere better. But we'll miss you so much.
Love,
Kirstiecat
Our story has suddenly taken a dramatic and unexpected turn and the outcome is still very uncertain.
As I'm writing this, Tidda has been missing for 69 hours. And the trail has gone cold.
It was towards the end of a completely ordinary beach walk on Friday afternoon when a loose dog came up and became increasingly aggressive and got Tidda into such a panic that she bolted and went running, with the other dog in pursuit. By the time I and the other owner had run to the cars, she grabbed her dog but Tidda was gone. I discovered these new scratches on the driver's door of my car where she had desperately tried to get in.
As I learned from witnesses, Tidda ran about half a mile on the small road and then turned and ran onto Highway 101 - straight into the worst case scenario!! A very busy 55 mph road, especially during tourist season now. Multiple people stopped and tried to catch her. Police were called. She was dragging her leash. But of course she won't let anybody near her. She ran back towards the beach and I know the exact house where she was last seen. That was about 68,5 hours ago. No sighting since.
I've been running myself ragged searching, by car, by foot, calling and calling her. There are excellent guides on the Internet that lay out the whole portfolio of search strategies and I'm diligently putting them all in place. I've talked to more strangers in the last few days than probably in the last few decades put together! Everyone is so responsive and willing to help. The stories I hear from some of those people of dogs being found after days or even weeks do give me some hope.
I'm convinced Tidda knows the way home even though we travel to this beach by car, but unfortunately there is a huge obstacle in the form of the narrow busy bridge over the river she would have to cross. I've sat by the bridge for hours in a camping chair on Saturday night hoping she would show up.
Right from the start, Tidda has always been keeping an eye on me and making sure she never gets separated from me, so it was just completely unexpected that she would run and not come back. I failed to recognize it was such a serious situation.
I don't know if our story will continue. :(
Heartbroken.
NARCISSUS...
One day Narcissus was walking in the woods when Echo, an Oread (mountain nymph) saw him, fell deeply in love, and followed him.
Narcissus sensed he was being followed and shouted "Who's there?".
Echo repeated "Who's there?"
She eventually revealed her identity and attempted to embrace him.
He stepped away and told her to leave him alone.
She was heartbroken and spent the rest of her life in lonely glens until nothing but an echo sound remained of her.
Nemesis, the goddess of revenge, noticed this behaviour after learning the story and decided to punish Narcissus.
Once, during the summer, he was getting thirsty after hunting, and the goddess lured him to a pool where he leaned upon the water and saw himself in the bloom of youth.
Narcissus did not realise it was merely his own reflection and fell deeply in love with it, as if it was somebody else.
Unable to leave the allure of his image, he eventually realised that his love could not be reciprocated and he melted away from the fire of passion burning inside him, eventually turning into a gold and white flower.
Thank you, M, (*_*)
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~ Treasured Friend ~
I lost a treasured friend today
The little dog who used to lay
His gentle head upon my knee
And share his silent thoughts with me...
He'll come no longer to my call
Retrieve no more his favorite ball
A voice far greater than my own
Has called him to His golden throne.
Although me eyes are filled with tears,
I thank Him for the happy years
He let him spend down here with me
And for his love and loyalty.
When it is time for me to go
And join him there, this much I know...
I shall not fear the transient dark
For he will greet me with his bark.
Author Unknown
I'm extremely heartbroken, as I'm sure the rest of the world is. I'm going to quote @IanDunt from Twitter who said something about Carrie that was very touching.
"Carrie Fisher was part of our childhoods because of Star Wars. But she was part of our adulthoods because of her personality.
Had such a sharp, unique, honest voice, the kind columnists would kill for it. One of those public figures it was a pleasure to have around."
I was heartbroken to learn yesterday morning that my friend-in-Polaroid Penny had passed away -- she's been such an inspiration, both through her beautiful and elegant portraits, and her generous spirit of bringing people together, both through the 12:12 Project (which I joined this year) and a pandemic-year polaroid swap.
then i went out for a hike and saw this perfect light cloud, and thought of her, and made the polaroid -- so this is for her. thank you, Penny -- you will be so, so missed.
to revisit her amazing body of work, go here: www.flickr.com/photos/pennyfelts
I am heartbroken. I have been feeding this cat a couple of years. Hilda and our daughter found him killed on the road while I was in the hospital.
I have Dr. appointments every day this week. I hope I can start commenting on your pictures soon.
We adopted Alfie 2 years ago today. He is the sweetest boy ❤️
Two years ago we were heartbroken after losing our beloved Max 🌈💔 but there was a little tuxedo cat waiting at #cramarcatrescue for somebody to choose him We know nothing about Alfie's history, only that somebody found him living in their garden and called the rescue to say there was a pregnant stray that needed rescuing. He came in and was discovered to be an FIV+, un-neutered boy who was estimated to be about 8 years old. He was covered in Ticks so was given the name Tick. He was very stressed when he came to the rescue but with the love and patience of the amazing carers at Cramar cat rescue he became the sweetest, cuddliest boy ❤️ We already had our protectapet enclosure in the garden so knew that our home was ideal for an FIV+ kitty, especially one with arthritis like Alfie ❤️ He came home on 4th September 2022 and it took him a few hours to feel safe but once he ventured out of his safe place, he was Alf, a sweet, purry, very cuddly, quirky, amazing little cat who we are so thankful for.
One of my favorite spots in the area where I grew up – Wahclella Falls, along Tanner Creek in Oregon's Columbia River Gorge. I took this shot back in August while standing in the middle of the creek, using a fallen log for a tripod. This green beating heart of the Gorge was one of the areas hardest hit by the Eagle Creek wildfire a few weeks later. I am anxiously awaiting the opportunity to get back in there and see how things have fared – leaving me currently a mixture of resignedly heartbroken, yet in some small sense cautiously optimistic.
(DECEMBER 2nd NOTE: I'm bringing this photo from May back up in time today and adding to new groups. I was going to upload something new, since it's been a few days -- but I was all caught up in today's NY State Senate decision on gay marriage. Unfortunately the marriage bill was shot down...yet another blow for LGBT equality. I'm heartbroken, and don't really feel in the mood for uploading now -- I really don't know how many more of these disappointments I can take. Still...I'm not giving up. Equality for ALL is around the corner...but for now, this is how I feel...)
From May 16, 2009:
Tonight I'm going to my first gay wedding. I'm very excited about it, mainly because the two guys getting married are really special people and they deserve each other.
But of course, it's in New York -- so it's not a "real" wedding...
...not a "real" marriage.
I have never been interested in getting married myself. Didn't see the point of it. Not because I'm gay, but because most of the marriages that I saw weren't particularly happy ones. My own parents stayed married for quite some time for convenience, even though there was no love between them for as long as I can remember. Most of my friends had parents who were married but had bitter divorces. My sister ended up getting married to what seemed like a great guy, only to discover a completely different person once they were married, and got a quick divorce soon after. I had nothing against marriage, I was just scared of it. It seemed like whenever a couple got married, that's when unhappiness settled in. And I didn't want unhappiness in any of my relationships.
After I met Sion, and our relationship blossomed, it became clear to me that he hadn't thought about marriage much either, but was seriously considering it a possibility. He didn't see it as something to be scared of, but rather a strong commitment between two people, and the ultimate romantic gesture. At the same time, I was beginning to see marriages that DID work, and ones that COULD last. My fears of marriage definitely softened a bit, but...I still didn't know it if was ultimately "necessary."
And then Proposition 8 passed in California this last November, eliminating same-sex couple's right to marry, and something snapped inside of me. Suddenly getting married took on a whole new meaning for me, and I realized just how important it actually is. Right now there's a battle waging in America over it. We've seen a handful of States make some progress lately, but it's still too little -- and we have such a loooong way to go. Especially for a case like Sion and I.
Sion is not yet a full citizen, and when his multi-year visa is up we will have to decide whether to fight for him to stay a few more years in the States, or move elsewhere. It's not easy because becoming a U.S. citizen is a long, complicated and difficult process. Unless, of course, you're heterosexual. Straight couples, where one is of a different nationality, can simply get married -- and that person can get a work permit in 90 days, and a green card a year later. These couples can do this even if there is no love between them, simply for the immigration status.
Not so for same-sex couples -- no matter how much love and dedication they have for each other. Doesn't quite seem fair, does it? Even with more and more States finally allowing gay marriage, and even if New York is one of those next States to allow such common sense -- it won't matter, legally, for Sion and I. Citizenship is a Federal issue, and we would need the entire country accepting gay marriage first. But just how long will it take to get to that point? The frustrating thing is knowing that it probably will...some day. The question is when? While Obama is still in office? Or several years after? Or when we're old and gray?
The laws basically say my love for Sion is less than that of any straight couple. Britney Spears can be married for 55 hours, but I can't be married at all.
Something's not right there.
I DO want to marry Sion, and we will be married some day (probably in Spain first -- where it IS now legal). But I also want it to matter. I don't want some "other" term to define our love, with less benefits. I don't want to be considered half a person anymore because of my sexuality.
I want to be equal.
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Joe found a bunch of Heather's sweaters that she hasn't moved out of the house yet.
On his own he pulled them all out and made himself a bed to lay on.
We're both heartbroken to have lost such a special person in our lives.
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This gorgeous male western green lizard (Lacerta bilineata) has a special place in my heart, because the fella was the first representative of his species that took permanent residence in my garden again after the previous population had largely disappeared by the end of 2022.
I already wrote at length about that tragedy here www.flickr.com/photos/191055893@N07/52608149929/in/datepo... , so I'll spare you the details. In short, both of my neighbors on either side of my house got young cats at the same time, and the lizards (and snakes and young birds and many other tiny animals) didn't stand a chance. Once the cats started hunting, it only took a few weeks until most of the western green lizards in my garden were gone.
I was heartbroken, but you have to understand that I didn't blame the cats. They only followed their instincts (I grew up with feline pets myself, and I adore them); it's us humans who cause problems wherever we go. Be it through our own direct actions or by wreaking havoc on an ecosystem, when we ignorantly introduce new predators against which the local fauna hasn't had a chance to adapt yet.
2023 saw my garden almost devoid of reptiles, but by the end of that year I had finally come up with a plan. By now I knew there wasn't much I could do to keep the cats out of my garden. I had tried storming out of the house and yelling like a madman every time I saw one of my furry neighbors set a paw on my premises, but the only one I managed to scare away permanently was the poor mail lady, while the cats would be back on the prowl within minutes.
So that didn't work, and I knew I didn't want to go for a tech option (like an ultrasonic device) that would probably have an impact on other wildlife as well. This meant I had to find a solution that would include the cats and deal with the reality that they were here to stay: I had to think like a military strategist and "accept the facts on the ground".
Which brings me to my plan, because said "ground", as I had come to realize, was a key factor that had contributed to my reptile population's demise. After a thorough analysis of the terrain it had become painfully obvious to me that there simply weren't enough spots in my garden where a lizard of 40 centimeters length could hide from a predator.
Even though a few years back I had partially removed the atrocious turf rolls my mom had put in the upper part of the garden and planted flowers to attract swallowtails, I'd never really changed the topography of the landscape enough to provide "emergency hideouts" for my reptile friends. What my little oasis needed was a real make-over, and in February 2024 I finally started to take action.
I first removed what remained of the turf-roll lawn completely and scattered wildflower seeds everywhere (which didn't go unnoticed by several hungry onlookers - though that's a story for another time), then the real work began. For several weeks, my daily morning routine consisted of going into the nearby forest and picking up rocks of all shapes and sizes, until two huge plastic bags were filled to the point where I could just about still haul my daily "harvest" back home without help.
It was a truly herculean task, and all this shlepping drew concerned eyes from all around: my fellow villagers (who, due to my infatuation with "creepy crawlies", had always thought me slightly nutty anyway) gave me looks that left in no doubt they were thinking I had finally gone off the deep end and was building some sort of pharaonic monument in my garden :-)
Nevertheless, I continued my work until the growing pile of rocks in front of my house indeed threatened to resemble an Egyptian pyramid, at which I point I switched to collecting wood. Parts of dead tree roots, branches, twigs and half decayed tree trunks: everything I was able to move with my bare hands went into my garden, until I thought I had enough material to build brush- and rock-piles of different sizes all over the premises.
This was by far my favorite part of the whole endeavor: "sculpting" the landscape and turning my garden into what I hoped would be a haven for lizards and wildlife in general. Reptiles are ectotherms and thus love to bask, particularly in the morning and evening, so wherever the first - and last - rays of sunshine touched my garden, that's where I put the piles. I also made sure that these "lizard lounges" were never far apart, so that any small creature in my garden didn't have to cross wide open spaces without any cover nearby.
Then it was finally time to enjoy the "fruits" of my labor; I could sit back and watch how the vegetation slowly started transforming the structures I had built, and how they became populated with insects, spiders, small rodents and common wall lizards, while the wildflower meadow virtually exploded with colors by early summer (you can see the transformation of my garden for yourself in case you're interested, I documented most of the steps in a blog post on my website here: www.lacerta-bilineata.com/post/attract-lizards-to-your-ga... ) .
Already in May and June that year I got a few visits from snakes and western green lizards, though at that point they only seemed to pass through without the intention to stay. But towards the end of the warm season, my little oasis finally got discovered by someone looking for a new home, which brings me to the fella in the photo above.
One day in late August I encountered a huge male western green lizard in the upper part of my garden, and I found him again in the exact same spot the very next day. And the day after that, and all through autumn, until temperatures got too cold and he disappeared. But in spring 2025, he reemerged (in case you wondered, every individual has unique scale patterns on the face, so it's easy to identify them - at least in photos), and he soon presented himself in the magnificent blue "wedding colors" you see in the shot.
I was already over the moon that I seemed to have one permanent resident, but it got even better. Over the course of the year, he was joined by three more individuals of his species: another adult male, a juvenile (probably also male) and an adult female. I would find them every day in their favorite basking spots (though never together), and I noticed with great satisfaction that they liked to hang out exactly where I had predicted they would (I was able to film them too, in case you're interested, here's the video: www.youtube.com/watch?v=_t_F4Nm2yBA ).
Despite the constant presence of the cats and other predators such as several green whip snakes (Hierophis viridiflavus) who, to my great joy, now also appeared to live in my garden, this small population of western green lizards seems to have made it through the year unscathed. In early October they all disappeared, presumably - hopefully - because they moved into their winter quarters, and I can't wait to greet them again once they reemerge, which could be any day now.
Whether this tiny population has a chance at long-term survival remains to be seen, but I'm hopeful: because nature almost always bounces back. All we have to do, is give it chance. The few minor "modifications" I had made to my garden were enough to trigger a wonderful domino effect.
The brush-piles and dead wood lured myriads of tiny insects to my little wildlife haven, which in turn attracted wrens and shrews and many other creatures that I'd never been able to observe and photograph in my garden before - and I never would have expected such immediate progress!
Sure, it had been a little shlepping and other manual work, but the effort was well worth it, and I can only recommend other nature lovers do the same. My garden really is a colorful paradise now; my camera is busy all year, and I often feel like an explorer going on a safari with all the many sightings of new and returning species.
And I'm happy to report that, eventually, I even spotted the mail lady tentatively approach my house again ;-)
As always, many thanks for reading and commenting: have a great start into the new week everyone! ❤🙏😊
We are heartbroken at the passing of our dear Sprinkles this week. but we know he is at peace. He was a special boy and will never be forgotten. ❤
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1.......adobo is not my favorite food, caldereta is the winner......
2....... my best time at a 5km race is 28min @ 190lbs run fat boy run
3........ i love to cook, .............................. egg.
4......... flickr is my favorite site ( because of dj ella) hehehe
5......... not into running anymore , but im trying to make a comeback one step at a time....
6..........heartbroken= photography
7.........love the beatles
8....... i dont like mondays
9........cant leave home without cam
10..... ?
Isa left me tonight...it hurts...she is a wonderful girl with a good heart. She also has a golden soul. I have never known anyone like her....
She says she can't give me what I want and need...I am heartbroken...I wanted to give her my all and my everything...
I really loved her...really really loved her...
This is the second time she left...I wont chase her again. She's going to have to be Gone Babygirl Gone....
Good luck Isa with what you feel you need to do...
Know you are loved because your heart and spirit were so true and pure...
Know you are cared for because you deserve so much love...love which I know you feel you don't deserve, but you really, really do... All of it.
Know that I need time...but in time I will always have a shoulder for you....
I loved your love...I am feeling broken now that it is gone...you were good at helping me to be me.
Je t'aime mon amour...je t'aime mon belle fille...Au revoir mon amis...
I will always be your "Lady Katherine"...
xoxo
I'm losing hope
I tell you baby I'm going under
I can't help that you set my soul
On fire living under your command
Can't get enough
My heart is rippling, rolling like thunder
I can't help that I'm laying on the table
While my life is in your hands
You say that you can save me
But it's all part of your plan
But it hurts so good when you cut me open
Taken my heart and made me heartbroken
It's a ghost town here up in my chest
I'm going into cardiac arrest
(Ooh whoa oh) yeah you got me
(Ooh whoa oh) yeah you got me
(Ooh whoa oh) yeah you got me
Going into cardiac arrest
Taken @ sunny's - Wait Here - maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Sunny%20Photo%20Studio/212...
I'm reposting this once again because I saw the weather reports from New England.
I'm reposting this because I just now saw a wonderful photostream of Boston and vicinity street photos. Such fun and so nostalgic for me... They were by fotosqrrl
The magnificent, Dusty Button, in Anthony Randazzo's lovely, wonderful class, onstage at The Boston Opera House, during The Boston Ballet Fiftieth Anniversary Alumni Reunion Weekend. Fantastic...:)
I was heartbroken to discover that the view from front row seats at the Boston Opera House cuts off the dancers' feet!!!! This may be okay for opera viewing, however, it is a disaster for dance photography!!!
I could get decent photos of dancers only when they were jumping! That was after the ballet class moved from the barre to combinations in "the center." Notice the missing feet of the dancers who are not jumping...(:-(
Another interesting observation. The dancers exhibit different dance styles. I imagine it's because the dancers are from all over the world...
The original was in Flickr's Explore. Highest position: 3 on Monday, September 29, 2014
IMG_2574 - Version 2
Hill Ward was a three story concrete building with two shorter wings coming off it at 22 degrees left and right. It was built in 1932 as a dormitory for the mentally ill patients at Western State Mental Hospital and was abandoned in 1965. After that it was used as a fire search and rescue building until it nearly burned to the ground. For years afterwards ghost hunters and thrill seekers would go through the fence to explore it until they finished the demolition to leave only this.
I'm late to the show, but apparently this is a very famous place around here. Darling Tonia says she'd been inside when the walls were still standing with her Pentax K1000. Took lots of pics only when she got home realized there was no film in it. We are both heartbroken over it....
Google images has some shots of this place in various states of existence. I find it fascinating. If anyone has any of this place send me a link or post it here please. :-)
I found a guy on flickr named tom carmony who has several shots just prior to demo if anyone is interested.
Photo By: Cate Infinity
LM: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Pearl%20Coast/244/88/22
Here lies Laura Palmer, beneath the whispering pines,
A soul once shrouded in secrets, where dark meets divine.
Her smile, a mystery in the soft, dappled light,
In Twin Peaks, she danced between day and night.
A beauty wrapped in enigma, with eyes deep and wide,
A tempest of dreams and fears she could not hide.
The town's heartbroken melody, its sorrowful tune,
Now silent beneath the gaze of the crescent moon.
Rest now in the woods, where the nightingales sing,
Away from the pain and the shadows life may bring.
Though your journey was troubled, here find peace at last,
In the quiet earth, free from the storms of the past.
Laura, the girl who taught us love and ache,
Your memory lingers on, in the mirror lake.
Whisper through the trees, let your story unfold,
In Twin Peaks, your legend, forever retold.
"Before we say our final goodbye to LynchLand, we invite you to capture your favorite moments. Feel free to take photos or videos throughout the week before we officially close down the space." - Cate and Myrdin
Music: www.youtube.com/watch?v=UznHTBZIa8E&list=OLAK5uy_lu59...