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This was four of Mama's kids back in the summer of 2019. For several years she brought her babies around in the early evenings and they cleaned up the leftover birdseed and apples. Mama passed away last summer which left a huge hole in our heart.
I shot this photo in 2002 at Nemrut Mount in Bitlis, Turkey
Camera: Nikon FE10 SLR film camera
Film: Fujicolor 200
Jamie was pouting and in a bad mood here. Our entire neighborhood lost power for several hours, so he had no TV or video games.
Then he got upset because I told him he couldn't play with the hose. Never mind that it was almost dark outside.
So, he went and stared out the window for a while.
Juvenile Black Crowned Night Herons at a rookery in Tampa, FL.
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Children are the world's most valuable resource and its best hope for the future”
plZz ,, mashallah = )
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vte4HUoRDSI
for all you people who dont know what red nose day is all about
here in the uk its called comic relief
everyone joins in from wearing red noses to amazing things such as climbing kilimanjaro to raise money for third world countries
These kids were getting ready for school. Look at the uniform and all the other things kept on the "Charpai" .
Simple village shots give you so much of what happens in life.
Happy Independence Day
طير الحمامي ..هيج غرامي
هايم هيامي ..و الشووق غلاّب
هزّعت فني ..يا طير مني
و لا كان ظني ..تطريلي احباب
ذكرتني به ..لي اعتنيبه
حب وحبيبه ..والشووق جذاب
ولف ٍايحبه ..قلبي ولبه
ويذوب صبه ..كالشمع لي ذاب
ادعج خدلجّ ..و امدملج ادلج
واغنج وابلج ..شمس ٍ عالغياب
وخشم ٍ اتّورد ..سيف ٍ امـّهند
و خدٍ امـّورد ..جوري وعنّاب
ليته درابي ..و عانا صوابي
انا المصابي ..في دنيت اغراب
عايش ابدنيا ..فيها وهنيا
مالذ هنيا ..فيها ولا طاب
طير الحمامي ..هيج غرامي
هايم هيامي ..و الشووق غلاّب
her favorite song .. ^^
taken: me
editing: me
model: one of family's kids ..
Today is the day that Will has chosen to try 'The Potty'. Fingers crossed - I'm over having 2 in nappies.
I'm kind of aware of the fact that I don't post as frequently on Flickr as I used to. One of the reasons is that I had several albums, with dozens and dozens of photos, and I made the posting of those albums into projects that consumed a fair amount of time. I have several other albums, but there's only one that is both full of photos and full of photos of a high-quality and/or contains lots of photos with highly-interesting content. When the time comes to post that one album, I hope I remember to do it.
Meanwhile, here's a little morsel, an album I've had for a while. I don't, in fact, remember where I bought it, but it was pre-Iowa, which means either South Carolina, Florida, or the Missouri triangle as the source of purchase. For some reason, I have the state of Maryland attached to my memory of where these photos might have been taken, and where the school might be. Don't know why I have that memory, as there is no intrinsic evidence to support that association.
Most of these kids are smiling. This photographer had The Knack, and, to be honest, I worry about the kids who aren't smiling. My most haunting memory of going into the Arkansas Public Schools, K through 12 (I participated in a program called "Poets in the Schools," (though, of course, I was never a poet), until I got fired for being a bad boy (and my indiscretion does not even make for a very good story), oh yeah, my most haunting memory, is how in kindergarten, just about all the kids, rich and poor, black and white, were boiling over with irrepressible enthusiasm, and by the time they were sophomores and juniors and seniors, they had been sorted out, and the kids who as kindergartners were no less able, no less inventive, no less alive, were now, after the democratizing socialization process, shunted aside, deemed lesser, slotted to change tires down at the Firestone store, or put on an apron and primp the lettuce at the local grocery. And that was before Wal-Mart had done the worst of its work. Even the teachers, at least some, if not most of them, participated in the process. They would point out the troublemakers for you, and speak sneeringly of them. The experience was uplifting, and terribly disheartening, which is how I feel about my wonderful, dastardly country.