It could have been over who left the oven on or who didn't drain the bathtub. Perhaps, she left the tap water on for the cat and it overflowed the sink. It may have been about forgetting a birthday or an anniversary or mixing up the date and time of a Dr's appointment. There is a possibility that it was about the window that was left open and the rain that made its way inside to ruin the floors. Or the door that was unlocked or the light that was left on all day. Was there a favorite plant that had not been watered and had withered and died? Did she purposefully smash his favorite vintage, irreplaceable and highly valuable John Fahey record and was she constantly playing the same Pulp song in order to make him feel stark raving mad? Was she caught snogging his best friend even though she'd just called them both tossers? It could have been about a burnt soufflé or forgetting some of the ingredients to making one in the first place. Was her wallet left at the park? Was a child left unattended and harmed? Were there mischievous looks exchanged between her and a coworker? Was there a strange smell, a random sock that didn't belong, the fur from an animal they didn't have as a pet on her dress? Was there a time she was late to meet him and he thought it was on purpose? How could she not be encouraging of his stay at home hamster-dad career or his rent a goldfish for an hour business proposition? Did that phone call truly become disconnected because of the tube? Was there an offhand remark that proved dangerous, an attempt at a joke that wasn't funny, a hurtful criticism? Was there a moment in time when these two realized they could no longer be together in this existing reality and would have to try again alone or with someone else for the rest of the duration of this time-space continuum?

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This is my cover version of Crazy and a video I made of some of my photographs. Also I have written rather a long poem!! ; 0) Possibly the longest one I ever posted. I hope you enjoy it. I am taking a scheduled break now from flickr. I am getting very tired again and I am back to the hospital on Monday, but I am sure it will be good news and then I will travel to my little island later in the week where there will be nothing to do but immerse myself in nature and I hope to take many new photographs and come back well rested and happy. Please take care of yourselves and thank you so much for all your support and friendship. Please keep an eye out for the person who has used my name. I hope it is all sorted out by the time I get back. There is only one Poppy Cocqué and that's me!! ; 0)) Lots of love, Poppy xo

“All the world’s a stage,

And all the men and women merely players;

They have their exits and their entrances,

And one man in his time plays many parts … “

- William Shakespeare, As You Like It, Act II, Scene VII

“Things need not have happened to be true. Tales and adventures are the shadow truths that will endure when mere facts are dust and ashes and forgotten.”

- Neil Gaiman

THE PLAY

If I'd had even the slightest inkling

that I was not alone in this relationship with you

I would have bowed out immediately

instead of kowtowing;

kneeling to metaphorically kiss your feet

bend at your will and lose myself so deeply in you

that I never knew where you began and I ended

but once I began to realise it was too late

I was already lost and in deep, above my head

I felt myself drowning and losing all my senses

and yet it was exquisite; sweet torture

stepping into your shoes just for a moment

I found them rather warm and comfortable

disconcerting to say the least

to think that I had far more in common with you than not;

the subtle differences now harshly underlined

stood out like silhouetted birds at nightfall

plumped out against the cold hard reality of this moment

punctuated blackly and well-defined

in marker ink that had no antidote or means for it's removal

it would not smudge over time

nor would the inky blots that marred the perfection

of your imaginary copy book

an illusion; smoke and mirrors

reflected and echoed my delusions

we created a perfect moment

but as with all perfection

when placed on a slide

beneath the microscope

we did not bear up well to close scrutiny

and the turning of the screws bore down

cracking the fragile glass of our reality and fragmenting;

cutting through the lies and deception

splintering shards that sliced and diced

our mortal flesh and as we bled out

so did our lives begin to unfurl and separate

our limbs uncurled and straightened

and like the wind that blows the Autumn leaves away

we went our different ways and found a new beginning

yours looked much the same as mine

and even though we still remain separated in time

I hope that we will always retain sweet memories

of what we were and what we did and where we dared to go

we felt back then invincible;

no thoughts were allowed to fester

stray ones that were tempted to fall from our tongues

were halted subtly in their tracks and found refuge in our souls

twisting and juxtaposing the reality we invented for ourselves

we were like stage directors of the longest-running play

little mice scurrying and hurrying about

sneaking this way and that; avoiding the trap door

the little traps with succulent titbits tempting our appetites

insatiable, irreplaceable feelings; nerves and muscles taut

with anticipatory sensations and fraught with tension

exploding our minds and bodies; fusing us together

tighter than ever our love remained our priority for so long

that we blocked out the world

and thought that we were invisible

because of that sweet oblivion

we did not pay attention to the eyebrows raised

and glances cast in our direction;

no, on our stage the play rolled ever on and forward

the bright lights darkened the staring faces of the audience

and the band played on;

louder and louder until the ringing in our ears

was like nature's echoing of tinnitus

like crickets chirruping on a sultry Summer's night

humidity, warm, damp and trickling down our sinful flesh

like the raindrops on window panes

in the London flat so cold; so damp

and we were back there in

that exotic place in the tropical jungle

and not here in the concrete one,

so necessary to our real lives

in this altered state we remained; partners in crime

visions shared and lies perpetuated; back and forth

like a game of tennis while the audience

turned their heads this way and that

and the umpire oversaw the webs we wove

within the London flat

tangled; deceitful and yet, we did not think so at the time

we justified each wrong with another superficial lie

morally we had sunk to within an inch

of ever redeeming our immortal souls

derived a way of telling our stories that fit our inner narrative

this was our love; this was our story

and weren't we in perfect harmony

and in control of our destiny;

overruled each softly whispered argument

the torment of our souls was never in dispute

it was exquisite; it was the ultimate of pleasures

selfishly we carried on until that fateful day

once a bubble is burst,

you know it can never be made whole again

the close shaves were exciting;

we outran them; giggling like children

diving in and out of the shadows

before the shadows caught up with us

now I see them on your face; beneath your eyes

How I wish I could erase those deep dark marks

like make-up smudged

and wiped away so cleanly, but not these … these I cannot

and it breaks my heart to look at you,

so I turn my head away

and the smile that once melted

the darkness in my heart is no longer there

it is turned down at the corners

as a line appears between your brows

vertical and deeply furrowed; a permanent reminder

of the suffering that was wrought because that day of parting

though not wanted by either one of us,

it was the only real and true thing we could do

we could not get back all that we lost;

we loved and fought and now we count the cost

the lights went up; the people we had hurt were there

the band stopped playing

and the trap door opened and shut silently

it had nothing left to say and

as we looked into each other's eyes

we knew the game was up and the curtain was about to fall

there would be no bravo; no encore;

no comfort derived from anyone at all

so there we stood; I exited stage left and you took the right

and the play closed and was cancelled

and no refunds were allowed to anyone that night.

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“ Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swamps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists.. it is real.. it is possible.. it's yours. ”

- Ayn Rand

Deep into the belly of beast, where only the trees are your friends, there may be a rainbow in the clouds overhead.

the bubblemaker is back!

Thanks to Mirko (kappaz) for the irreplaceable help!

(Old country song reference there.)

So my beloved Red Wings' playoff streak ended early this week, leaving me a bit sadder than expected. All good things, however...Of course, I've not removed my old Wings charm (purchased, in fact, near the beginning of that streak) since Monday night. Rebuilding time, Hockeytown! But with all that's happened regarding the Wings in the past year...and to come...it truly feels like the end of an era, as if something remarkable and rare is gone and never to return. Considering the irreplaceability of the individual, that's likely true.

At any rate, here is a red and white beauty for everyone to enjoy, regardless of hockey affiliation or lack thereof.

As the friendly giant said, "look up, look up, look waaaay up"

I'm not trying to preach here but hope that this gives an idea of what we do when we destroy "Old Growth Rainforest" which is by all accounts irreplaceable now, in light of what is known about climate change.

Soft directional pre sunrise light at Badlands National Park is some of my favorite. There are no people to contest with, quiet chills on the air, and wildlife around waking up with the day's cycle.

National Parks preserve irreplaceable land, resources, and wildlife while celebrating fundamentals of citizenry and freedom to experience them. The Badlands of South Dakota is home to ancient grasslands, iconic buffalo, curious landforms, and a host of other natural wonders. After almost two decades of western United State travels and countless visits to public lands, the Badlands holds a special place for being my first. Return visits arouse personal nostalgia as well as a renewed appreciation for its vast, silent and slowly evolving expanse.

As my relationship with the park has deepened, I've come to appreciate its many moods and personality traits. Its interior is a virtual never ending labyrinth of castle-like landforms, artistically stretching skyward and displaying the fingerprints of nature's eroding forces. What can be a breathless silent journey of the sun across the sky one day can turn to an ominous and relentless ear-splitting chorus of thundery the next. And so time passes among these castles.

In all its moods, the placid mornings of late summer have their own flavor. The intensity of summer begins to wain, and the pinch of autumn's chill begins to invade. That natural change brings about a pre-dawn silence that sounds different than that of peak summer. There is an added layer of calm and pause. Pairing well with that mood, the soft light across the eastern sky places lightly-brushed directional light across the craggy faces of the Badlands castles. I've walked many miles across the park during this fleeting time of day. Some mornings are so quiet you can almost hear the sun rising. That silence and soft light come together as the black of night transitions to the pastels of dawn. Cold blues and purples paint the sky and diffuse on the landscape. The results: simply calming.

The routines of finding a composition and recording it to technical standards can, at times, distract from the very enjoyment that inspires taking the image to begin with. But on this day, the enjoyment won, and I believe that’s an important element in producing quality landscapes. Succumbing to technical hypnosis can undermine the experience and the results. I’ve seen a correlation for that in my own work and in incidental conversations with others be they an artist, a writer, an athlete.

My photographic outings are done with several goals in mind. I want to learn a little more about my subject, about myself, and do it at a pace that allows for a natural flow of reflection and conclusion. When these are met, the quality of work seems to increase naturally along with the personal rewards of the experience.

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Não tenho a pretensão de que todas as pessoas que gosto, gostem de mim. Nem que eu faça a falta que elas me fazem.

O importante pra mim é saber que eu em algum momento fui insubstituível.

E que esse momento será inesquecível.

I have not the pretension that all people that i like, like me. I that they miss me as I miss them.

The important for me is that I know that in one moment of their lifes, I was irreplaceable.

And that moment has been unforgettable.

Mário Quintana

Fotografiando el color. El color es muy importante en nuestras vidas. Aporta una capa insustituible de información y de complejidad a la fotografía, pero a mí, me resulta fascinante intentar fotografiar el color siendo en si el color el protagonista de la fotografía.

Shooting to the color. Color is very important in our lives. It brings an irreplaceable layer of information and complexity to photography, but for me, I find it fascinating to try to photograph color when color itself is the protagonist of the photograph.

... Freedom Light'

The Great Light is one of the largest optics of its kind ever built in the world, and is around 130 years old. Weighing 10 tonnes and measuring 7 metres tall, the optic is a unique maritime heritage object with significance to Belfast's economic, maritime and industrial past. It is totally irreplaceable and is an exceptionally rare maritime artefact. It produced one of the strongest lighthouse beams ever to shine - a truly GREAT LIGHT.

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This copy of Hocus Pocus, written by Henry Dean and published in 1781, was used by the escapologist Harry Houdini, and is held in the Senate House Library in London.

The book describes itself as ‘the anatomie of legerdemain, or, the art of jugling set forth in his proper colours, fully, plainely, and exactly, so that an ignorant person may thereby learne the full perfection of the game, after a little practice : unto each tricke is added the figure, where it is needfull for instruction’.

This book is one of more than three million – many of them priceless and irreplaceable editions – held by Senate House, part of the University of London. I was fortunate to have access to Hocus Pocus and a number of other fascinating titles (more to follow) thanks to my membership of FNL, Friends of the Nations’ Libraries.

Founded in 1931, this charity has awarded thousands of grants to regional, specialist and national libraries, including Senate House. FNL has enabled them to acquire rare books, manuscripts archives and fine bindings which otherwise would be outside their reach.

www.fnl.org.uk

Water, an essential and irreplaceable source for our survival.

Nature, plants, trees, our lungs.

Even when it is little respected, it never turns its back on us and forgives us.

A view of the Marmore Falls (Umbria-Italy)

Sometimes, you creep in my mind when I'm least expecting it. Memories of you flood my dreams. It hurts, but it also gives me a strange comfort where I can almost forget you're gone. I know the hurt will never leave, but if it takes me hurting to remind me of the deep and irreplaceable love I have for you, I'll happily hurt forever.

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O'Donovan Rossa Bridge and The Four Courts along the River Liffey quayside in Dublin.

The Four Courts is Ireland's main courts building and was built between 1796 and 1802 by renowned architect James Gandon, who built The Custom House.

The Four Courts were seized by Commandant Ned Daly's 1st Battalion during the Easter Rising in 1916. They survived the bombardment by British artillery that destroyed large parts of the city centre, however in 1922 they were gutted as part of the Irish Civil War. Republican rebels led by Rory O'Connor who opposed the Anglo-Irish Treaty, seized the building. The new Irish government under the Chairman of the Provisional Government and Commander-in-Chief of the Irish Army, Michael Collins was forced to attack the building to dislodge the rebels provoking a week of fighting in Dublin. In the process of the bombardment the historic building was destroyed. Most dramatically however, when the anti-Treaty contingent were surrendering, the west wing of the building was obliterated in huge explosion, destroying the Irish Public Records Office which was located at the rear of the building. It has been alleged that the Republicans deliberately boobytrapped its priceless Irish archives, which were stored in the basement of the Four Courts. Nearly one thousand years of irreplaceable archives were destroyed by this act. However, the insurgents, who included future Irish Taoiseach Sean Lemass denied this accusation and argued that while they had used the archive as a store of their ammunition, they had not deliberately mined it. They suggest that that the explosion was caused by the accidental detonation of their ammunition store during the fighting.

Its exterior still shows the effects of the events of 1922, with its facade containing bullet holes, which deliberately were not removed to remind people of its complex history.

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Update: This shot is at #228 on the Flickr Explore/Interesting pages for 28 January 2007.

Sth Island Robin ( Petroica australis )

Dressed in his best tux, and ready for high tea as the morning light spills around him...

I guess its relative to ones age but at 67 years I have seen massive change in New Zealands environment.

As a boy in the bush with my wonderful bushman Dad, flocks of Kaka, , streams always busy with Blue Duck, Kiwi calling at night, it now fills me with remorse, what we have lost and continue to loose...

Yes we make small gains but ultimately we are loosing this irreplaceable treasure.

Extinctions are irrevocable and there is something missing in the hearts of men when they do nothing or little to stop it...

The Dragon Clan fortress in Avalonia stands as a defiant sentinel, built directly into the mountain peaks that overlook the misty green lands. For generations, the Clan’s strength lay in its inaccessible stone walls, but its true power now rests upon that of a dragon...

This magnificent creature, the ultimate expression of the Clan’s might, is the most crucial asset in the defense of Avalonia. Once a feared symbol of the wild peaks, the Dragon is now the Clan's irreplaceable mount, indispensable for everything from swift reconnaissance over enemy borders, transporting heavy cargo to providing overwhelming aerial fire support in combat

The creature’s unique bond is held singularly by Walt Herboï, the first and only warrior in the Clan’s history to earn its trust. To call this irreplaceable ally, the Clan adapted one of its sturdy fortress towers: a massive brazier was installed inside the tower, visible through its highest aperture.

When a mission is critical, the enormous fire is lit, piercing the permanent Avalonian mist. This towering flame acts as the most powerful and unmistakable signal, a fiery beacon that the Dragon immediately answers. Responding to the call of its rider, the Dragon takes flight, ensuring that the Clan's influence, and its unmatched firepower, remain supreme in the skies.

I am moving this to the front of the line because history does repeat itself.

s.

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this photo and the comments below were posted on November 23, 2007.

nothing has changed except you can add Northern California to this.

the winds in SoCal have reached 80mph.

11/23/07

I was watching Malibu burn live on tv today ("news at 11"), horrified at the incredible destructive visual beauty of wildfires. Interested also because my son had to fight in the last SoCal fires and, finally, I was relieved when I heard that he didn't have to go down this time. Watching the fires "live" is like watching the war "live". I don't want to get desensitized to destruction, so I was ruminating over what "stuff" I would take if I had to choose. I realized that the material textures of my life are things that are worth nothing monetarily.....gifts from loved ones, pieces from family members long passed, things i picked up here and there, all "stuff" I couldn't choose over the practical---my computer HD and photo albums and "important" documents. The things left behind all would be irreplaceable....the silly pieces of paper and plaster and pottery and dried vegetation.

This is what must hurt most for people who lose homes--the concrete evidence of memories.

I will hope for better times when we can fight fires, and earthquakes, and tornadoes and not wars and where people will never lose the tangible evidence, the "silly" things that mark that we were here.

My thoughts and prayers are with the people of Southern California this fire season.

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Gratitude is the word for the end of this year, as for being here and having survived this pandemic and the irreplaceable human loss this virus caused to all of us. We have a mission to be better for them all!

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St. Paul's Cathedral

Got to love a repeating pattern. Sadly these tiles are gradually being covered over and I presume damaged by attaching memorials; which is fair enough, it is a cathedral after all. I find myself sad for the irreplaceable tile though.

Maybe the loss of the beauty of the tile connects us with the lost unknown individual expressed by the memorial.

Inside the museum there was this nice little chapel, they had to remove the alarm system to shoot and it, it was nerve wrecking because these items are 100% irreplaceable

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• Irreplaceable Amy Winehouse • Back To Black •

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He left no time to regret

Kept his dick wet

With his same old safe bet

Me and my head high

And my tears dry

Get on without my guy

You went back to what you knew

So far removed

From all that we went through

And I tread a troubled track

My odds are stacked

I'll go back to black

We only said goodbye with words

I died a hundred times

You go back to her

And I go back to

I go back to us

I love you much

It's not enough

You love blow and I love puff

And life is like a pipe

And I'm a tiny penny

Rolling up the walls inside

We only said goodbye with words

I died a hundred times

You go back to her

And I go back to

We only said goodbye with words

I died a hundred times

You go back to her

And I go back to

Black, black

Black, black

Black, black

Black

I go back to

I go back to

We only said goodbye with words

I died a hundred times

You go back to her

And I go back to

We only said goodbye with words

I died a hundred times

You go back to her

And I go back to black

Embrace me,

My sweet embraceable you.

Embrace me,

You irreplaceable you.

G & I Gershwin

Each choir stall had a different carving - and the fronts and backs were all different too. I only photographed a few of them.

The Choir Stalls are of special interest and value to Symondsbury people – the whole of the carvings, with the exception of four panels in the Clergy stalls were executed by amateurs within the Parish, namely Rev. C.F.L. Sweet, Mr. Sidney Cookson, and Mr. Ernest Hutchings and are therefore irreplaceable.

Rev. G. Sweet was drowned whilst punting at Oxford, August 7th, 1919, the day following his wedding, aged 29 years.

I think at one time or another, it's pretty normal to feel like things are bigger than you are. Things that were as far away in your mind as they could be can suddenly feel as if they are looming all around you, filling your entire existence. It's important to remember that you are not alone in that feeling, and that as huge as they seem right now, rest assured that situation will change. How you and I handle those situations is directly related to their outcome, and inevitably shows the true character of the person faced with that can of worms. Making lemon tarts out of lemons, if you will.

One of my fine art photog friends and I decided to do a shoot at this amazing location about 3 hours from where we live. At 2 a.m. we set off driving west in a car filled with cameras, some outfits and a model and arrived at the Great Salt Plains at just before daybreak. As the sun crept over the horizon with white-yellow tendrils and we watched the night fade from the sky (complete with a beautiful full moon) I was reminded in the most sublime way why I love doing this. These moments are irreplaceable.

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On the basis of adhering to its founding principles of freedom, democracy, and equality, … the US has played an important role in stabilizing the global situation and providing a balance for world order. It plays an irreplaceable role in safeguarding and stabilizing the global situation.

Eastern Lightning, The Church of Almighty God was created because of the appearance and work of Almighty God, the second coming of the Lord Jesus, Christ of the last days. It is made up of all those who accept Almighty God's work in the last days and are conquered and saved by His words. It was entirely founded by Almighty God personally and is led by Him as the Shepherd. It was definitely not created by a person. Christ is the truth, the way, and the life. God's sheep hear God's voice. As long as you read the words of Almighty God, you will see God has appeared.

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Dear Kingsley,

When we met you last summer you were near death. As you may remember, you were a fully adult male who hadn't been neutered and yet so emaciated that you weighed only a shocking 5.1 pounds (2.3 kg). You were too weak to do much of anything, blood work showed that most of your organs were not functioning properly, you had every intestinal parasite known to man and were so flea ridden that you were severely anemic. We didn't want to tell you this but we were pretty sure you weren't going to make it.

Thankfully, you proved us wrong. You now weigh a slightly chubby 13 pounds (we can't resist giving you treats), are completely healthy and are the delight of the entire practice. Your antics make us laugh every day. You are the coolest, chillest, most social cat we've ever met. You are also the clumsiest (sorry, but it's true) cat imaginable and you know nothing about personal space. These things just add to your charm.

Today is a big, big day for you. You are about become part of a new family who will cherish you as much as we do. On this happy day we won't dwell on the sappy stuff like what a huge presence you are and what a huge void you'll leave. No need to mention you are a one-of-a-kind, irreplaceable goofball who has wormed your way deep into all our hearts. We'll just concentrate on how proud of you we are and grateful for the time we've had with you.

Wishing you all the best, dear Kingsley,

Kerri and all the rest of your fans at Carnegie.

Let us look for secret things

somewhere in the world,

on the blue shore of silence

or where the storm has passed,

rampaging like a train.

There the faint signs are left,

coins of time and water,

debris, celestial ash

and the irreplaceable rapture

of sharing in the labor

of solitude and the sand.

---Pablo Neruda

Lebur char, Kuakata,2015

The lights and shades A heritage tree is typically a large, individual tree with unique value, which is considered irreplaceable. The major criteria for heritage tree designation are age, rarity, and size, as well as aesthetic, botanical, ecological, and historical value.[1] Heritage tree ordinances are developed to place limits upon the removal of these trees; the ordinances are oriented towards a specific tree, not a woodland.[2] Heritage trees in Singapore are protected by law under the Heritage Trees Scheme adopted on 17 August 2001

“In order to be irreplaceable one must always be different.”

Coco Chanel

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"Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swaps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists.. it is real.. it is possible.. it's yours."

~ Ayn Rand (Atlas Shrugged)

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Each of your breaths is a priceless jewel, since each of them is irreplaceable and once gone, can never be retrieved.

---Al-Ghazali

Down to earth but still above you

Symondsbury Church stands in the centre of the village, and was probably built on the site of an earlier one. The date of its construction is not known, but the first Rector of whom there is a record came in 1325.

Cappadocia, a region in central Turkey, is known for its Göreme National Park, which was added to the UNESCO World Heritage List in 1985.The first period of settlement within the region reaches to Roman period of Christian era. The area is also famous for its fairy chimneys rock formations, some of which reach 40 meters (130 feet) in height. Over thousands of years, wind and rain eroded layers of consolidated volcanic ash, or tuff, to form the sweeping landscape. From the 4th to 13th century AD, occupants of the area dug tunnels into the exposed rock face to build residences, stores, and churches which are home to irreplaceable Byzantine art. More than 500,000 tourists visit the region each year.

"In order to be irreplaceable one must always be different."

- Coco Chanel

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Athlete: Livio Sadoch, widely praised ski teacher in Sella Nevea, obviously a great skier, but most importantly, for me, much beloved friend for most of our lives and irreplaceable companion in dozens of hikes. Just saying. www.sellaneveamountain.com/

Location: southern slopes of Grdi Vršič, just above Bovec, Slovenia.

Calafell, Tarragona (Spain). Explora Calafell 2009.

My alarm rings, but I'm so sleepy. Still, I open my tents entrance without moving out of the sleeping bag, unsure what I want to see out there - clear starry skies or just some clouds so I can go back to sleep. After all - it's the first, I put on my clothes and get out.

It's the first time I've ever seen actual color in the Milky Way with naked eye. I shoot for around 2 hours which are just irreplaceable - and I've secretly hoped for clouds :)

Elenini Lakes, Rila Mountain, Bulgaria.

Sed

El agua es un elemento dierenciador e insustituible para la supervivencia en la vida. Hay otros. ¿Quien no tiene una lista y la esperanza de que esta se cumpla en el futuro?.........

Thirst

Water is a dierenciator and irreplaceable element for survival in life. There's others. Who does not have a list and the hope that this will be fulfilled in the future? .........

Travelling around Iceland was an experience of a lifetime. Camping every night on some of the most breathtaking landscapes like Skogafoss waterfall is something irreplaceable. I’ve always loved the idea of implementing something human in my landscape photography not because I want to show “how small people are in the face of nature”, but instead that we are only part of something much bigger. We are nature, after all.

This photo is part of my ICELAND project.

Take a tour in the INTERACTIVE MAP of my journey.

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Priceless irreplaceable Baltimore and Ohio rolling stock rots away on "display" at the B&O Museum.

There is no pride in the displays at this place. Every time I return to Baltimore the equipment looks even worse. I know it costs money for restoration, but it is just sad how this stuff has been allowed to rot. This rare surviving B&O SD35 should be an example of the pride of B&O locomotion; instead it is a pitiful display of urban blight.

....a virtual pat on the back from yours truly, bragging rights to whom no one will know or care, and irreplaceable creative juice flow.

Although this experimental autonomous VT gained a nickname of "featherless hen" among the ground crews, its' combat reputation is quite fierce.

In a regular 0.8 - 1G environment Nightjars are unable to sustain prolonged flight - but that is not its purpose. Four main engines and numerous thruster blocks allow this machine to zap around the battlefield on a speeds unreachable for conventional ground vehicles.

It has no armor and rely solely on its' shields, active defense measures and, more importantly - agility. Without a flesh-and-blood pilot it performs maneuvers that would kill most of the conscious species if they were inside.

Its' tactics are subtile: while the bulk of the strike team faces the enemy - Nightjars get behind their lines and strike the most vulnerable parts of the mechas with its coilgun. They get in, bleed out the enemy and get out - the rest is for the main forces to handle.

While it can operate fully autonomous with its onboard AI the complex nature of its' tactics require a living pilot for it to shine. When remotely operated these VTs are the most effective.

Nightjar is too expensive and highly specialized model to be the mainstay of NCM's armed forces, but in some situations it is irreplaceable.

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Got really inspired by Nicks recent comeback and wanted to make something new myself. I built this without any plan really, mostly just playing around with parts.

Each friendship offers something totally unique and irreplaceable. Each friendship ultimately makes us who we are. That's why we spend so much time to maintain these relationships...

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