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Another Still life.
This is what happens when you leave the house with your camera, your tripod, your favourite lens, your long lens (new:)))
And good intentions. Only to get out of the car and discover your memory card is still at home. Jeesh.
Badge of the shield of the Percy family at Alnwick Castle, Northumberland. This is where my better half attended teacher training college 1952-1954.
The latin translates as "That they have life and more abundantly".
Lens Cimko M series 28mm Macro F2.8 at F5.6
On Facebook this afternoon, I have asked my young relatives to let me know if they would like my mom’s thin wedding band and my grandmother’s pocket watch and wide wedding band. The plan is to have Hadley do a live drawing to determine the recipients on my mom’s birthday, May 12th. So far, I have 29 names! So glad they want these memories.
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Bracelets. Memories-gifts from Mount Etna, Sicily (The beads are made from lava); Spain; Greece; Italy
The heart, like the mind, has a memory. And in it are kept the most precious keepsakes.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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A precious keepsake, reminding me of friends & visits to Jersey - happy memories of people & a beautiful place.
These are real painted blown eggs. The painted bird eggs were a present from by brother and sister-in-law. The middle egg with a flower was painted by my daughter many years ago.
Happy Thursday monochrome - Donnerstagsmonochrom
A memory of my mother who loved to walk with the Rotterdam walking club Excelsior. Around 1938 she walked a 20-30 km walk near Delft for the third time
A whole coconut.posted to me by my sister from the Cook Islands, just with the address and stamps stuck on it! That was in 1989, I've stilll got it and can still remember the posties face.
I have two things from my grandfather: a hat and a shotgun. Here is 3 inches of the trigger from the 75 year old shotgun.
For the Macro Mondays Theme: Keepsake
This old camera belonged to my grandmother. This Tickyphot 35B was manufactured between 1972 and 1977. It was mainly used for (many unsuccessful) holiday snaps and family occasions. It still works, but I haven't tried it with film (yet) because I've gotten so used to the digital age that I probably can't really handle it.
Grandma's pin (measures 1-3/4"), 2 love birds set with pearls on a doily she crochet.
For Macro Mondays June 26 theme "Keepsake"
This necklace belonged to my grandmother, and she wore it often. It's not something I would wear, so it is kept safe in my jewellery box.
Analog watch and clock repair is an dying art... I am slowly becoming a dying breed. The carriage clock is from around 1900. It is not marked with the country of origin but from old catalog illustrations it is more than likely French. It is a musical clock with a delightful tune on the hour. The hanging pocket watch is from the same period. On the dial is a photograph of Lilian Adams... an elderly friend of my father at the time that she gave him the watch. The ambrotype has long been dead as an art.
Our Daily Challenge:
A DYING ART - Thursday 3rd June - 9th June 2021
Gift from a nurse when my dad at Princess Margaret Hospital in 1968. I was 8 and wore this pin on my coats for years afterward.
Into the Light - Day 63 - Year 2022
Treasure Hunt #36 : Keepsake
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A gold locket I received from my parents many years ago. The inset shows the photos inside, a photo of my husband and our two sons. The photo of my husband is one I took of him on our first 'date', a photo shoot walk along the railroad tracks in the city where we met while attending college.
A present from friend, in nineteen-hundred-and-so-long-ago, to remind me of a holiday that we had together, when we explored Cornwall on our bikes.
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Not a fan of typical souvenirs. I usually buy rings or small items made of glass. This is a macro of a glass bowl bought in Scotland.
Purchased at Margate when I visit the Shell Grotto. It is 4cms tall. A great little memento for my trip.
Hiking reflector offered by a professor from the University of Jyväskylä (Finland) in a visit and class given in Portugal.
Taken with 7artisans 60mm f2.8 Macro
The Macro Mondays theme for this week is "Keepsake". The pen knife is a 70 year old keepsake gift from 3rd grade Sunday School teacher. Background is wallet that was my father's.
This is a memory from way back in August 1979, on my first trip abroad. It was a Sunday, possibly rainy, and we traveled on our hosts' 2CV to Perouges. I don't remember much, apart from charming cobbled streets on a hilltop. I bought this (2-inch wide) coat-of-arms embroidered on a piece of felt and I have kept it as I quite like it. I have just looked up Perouges on wikipedia, which says it is located 30 km north-east of Lyon.
Hallmark Wednesdays at the Bijou Planks...
The archetype super-hero, the Man of Steel, from the pages of the comics to three-dimensional adventures, SUPERMAN never falters in his fight for truth and justice!
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A year of the shows and performers of the Bijou Planks Theater.
Hallmark
Keepsake Ornament
Comic Book Heroes
Superman
Handcrafted
2008
From the box back:
"The last survivor of the doomed Planet Krypton, Superman burst from the pages of Action Comics nearly seventy years ago. Rocketed to safety from his exploding home world, young Kal-El landed on Earth, where he was found and taken in by a Kansas farm couple.
Lovingly nurtured by his adoptive family, the unusual boy soon realized he possessed extraordinary powers - powers he would use to protect and defend mankind.
Now, as Clark Kent, mild-mannered reporter, he's a simple citizen of Metropolis - but when danger threatens, this hero bravely rises up to save the people of the world as... SUPERMAN.
Each of the ornaments in this new series will feature a different Comic Book Hero literally bursting from the pages of a miniature comic - with a story you can actually read!
Robert Chad Hallmark Keepsake Artist
First in the Series. Look for 1 on this ornament."
Superman in Paprihaven:
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... of our last summer vacation. ;-)
"No matter how much we scorn it, kitsch is an integral part of the human condition."
(Milan Kundera)
One of my most treasured possessions is the corner cupboard which was in my family’s dining room my entire life. My mom kept dishes in it. I chose instead to store favorite belonging from mine and Hadley’s childhoods.
ODC: old things
Explore 4/29/2019 #93
This ring belonged to my mom. I've been wearing it on my pinky finger for 15 years. I carry my keepsake of her always.
2020 Weekly Alphabet challenge: Keepsake
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I know, questionable. History tells us that European settlement began in roughly this area of Sydney Harbour. The Union Flag, it is reasoned, was raised somewhere behind me and across Circular Quay. The embayment ahead is Farm Cove, so named for the early failed agricultural pursuits on what had been an initiation ground for the locals. Do not get seasick! The horizon isn't so much tilted as an illusion as the coastline curves around to Mrs Macquarie's Chair.
That tall tree is in the Royal Botanic Garden, Government House is a little out of the frame to the right and the stone structure in the foreground, and behind the pontoons, is known as the Man O'War Steps, so named for the original version's association with the Royal Navy. Be patient, we're getting there.
Your photographer has their feet firmly planted on what is, in effect, a balcony of the Sydney Opera House adjacent to the Joan Sutherland Theatre. Now we're getting somewhere! Surely we all know that there was a tram depot here, on this site, before there was an Opera House. No? Well there was. I won't tell you it's name because that would give away the game.
Macquarie's name pops up a bit around here; except not here! You see, you'd have to demolish the structure on which I'm standing to find what we're looking for: the foundations of a stone-built fort which stood on this site, at the behest of Governor Macquarie, from about the second decade of the 19th century. Drum roll for the big reveal, please! By 1901 Macquarie's fort had long outlived its usefulness, alike to the world's last built Martello Tower, Fort Denison, just across the water. So they knocked most of Fort Macquarie down and built the Fort Macquarie Tram Depot on top. The tram depot being unsuited to the performance of opera, was in turn demolished to make way for where I'm standing.
It's a lovely temperate night here on the harbour, except perhaps for that intrusive spotlight aimed back unsympathetically at the Opera House "sails". Anyway, it's time to head off for a sherry, and to wish this spot goodnight.