Love and Loss
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this is not about drugs.
it's about despair.
and loss.
dedicated to those who have lost too much.
we keep the Light burning bright,
hoping to bring you home
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I've been taking a little bit of a break due to the sudden loss of my grandfather earlier this month. I wanted to create a photo to portray my emotions at this time. His funeral is coming up and I've just spent time thinking about what I'm doing with my real life, things I still want to accomplish, and the goals that I've made for myself. Thank you to everyone who has been understanding during my time away. I'll be returning to secondlife soon - Danielle
We wish peace, love and understanding for all in the coming year. May there be healing and serenity for those that have suffered losses.
Take care and stay safe through these difficult times - there is light at the end of the tunnel...
Thank you for every fav and comment you have given - and also for the wonderful and inspiring photography that you have so generously shared.
Bastian (mixed breed), Dushara Tatters and Rags & Dushara Cathal Caithlin (Somali cats), 09.12.2019
Olympus OMD EM5 Digital Camera
I came across this scene today. It fascinated me, but I did not know why. I still don't. It is Spring, and the lost glove points back to Winter. I guess, the scene is talking to me, about expectations and about loss. A lost Spring.
#AdamsPhotoChallenge
The death of any loved parent is an incalculable lasting blow because no-one ever loves you like that again... HATE
“Loss alone is but the wounding of a heart; it is memory that makes it our ruin.”
Brian Ruckley
This is a shot of a staged scene for a movie(at least that's what a person at the country cemetery where this was located at told me) that we came across many years ago(the base image was actually taken with a disposable camera). It was off the beaten path on our way to visit relatives in Kansas,the location is just a guess,it could have been NE Kansas.On a subsequent trip,it was gone.It wasn't nearly this haunting or surreal in real life,but that's why they call it sliders sunday!
Marie's photo challenge to me.
Rules were :
Black & White (Muddy)
Noise Vintage looking
Had to project the theme "Loss"
Now isolated in a field, a once busy barn site is surrounded by the lifelessness of a springtime crop field. But unlike the field, the barn, silo and small crib have lost their original purpose and will not regain it. After retiring from our life's work one of the more damaging consequences is to mourn the loss of our purpose and not work to establish another for the rest of our days.
In Losser, bricks were baked at brick factory " De Werklust" for over a century.
The hand-moulded bricks were transported from the molding shed to the drying sheds via this ingenious cable system.
At the beginning of an ill fated chase, SIRI crosses the bridge over the WNYP as they head south through Carrollton, New York.
When driving around we noticed this Coyote crossing the water body few hundred yards away. With binoculars we found what it was carrying. We kept following it and at some point realized that it is trying to cross the road and go to the other side. I positioned the car such that I can get a better view and hoped that it will cross the road. It did and I took a burst of pictures. This is the first one in the sequence where the tall grass did not obstruct all of the body.
i've been in SL almost 19 years. I've met and lost alot of people. Friends have passed and it always hurts. But this one shattered my whole heart.
***if you think SL is a game then you've already lost. ***
Masque... i will miss you forever. You touched a part of my soul with our friendship for the last 11 years.... I love you.
i will always be your ...Envy Motherfuckin' Watts
Rest easy my friend
Our travels together never really got off the ground. Just flights of fancy.. On the Orient Express, through Moroccan markets.. Bathing in faraway volcanic springs.. Anywhere but here.
You were the first and deepest friend I made in these pixelated lands.. And even as we drifted in and out over fourteen years, I missed you the most.
I will take you in my heart to Iceland, darling.. I promise.
For Kou, who was taken from us in summer -
"There are days when you wake up happy;
Again inside the fullness of life,
Until the moment breaks
And you are thrown back
Onto the black tide of loss.
Days when you have your heart back,
You are able to function well
Until in the middle of work or encounter,
Suddenly with no warning,
You are ambushed by grief." -For Grief by John O’Donohue
Cette cathédrale se dresse au 10 Lossi plats, en face du Parlement, dans la Ville haute de Tallinn, la capitale d’Estonie.
Elle est la plus importante et la plus belle cathédrale à coupoles de Tallinn. C’est un chef-d’œuvre architectural dont l’intérieur est richement décoré de mosaïques et d’icônes. Elle a été bâtie par Mikhail Preobrazhenski (de Saint-Pétersbourg), sur la colline Toompea. Construite entre 1895 et 1900, lorsque l’Estonie était une partie de l’empire russe tsariste, la cathédrale avait pour objectif originel d’être un symbole de la domination impériale – à la fois politique et religieuse—sur le territoire Balte de plus en plus insoumis et déloyal. L’église fut dédiée au prince de Novgorod, Alexander Yaroslavich Nevsky, qui a dirigé la célèbre bataille du lac Peïpous (Peipi) le 5 avril 1242, et ainsi stoppé l’avancée vers l’est des croisés Teutons. Depuis le parvis de la cathédrale, on a une belle vue sur Tallinn.
Les origines de Tallinn remontent au 13e siècle, lorsqu'un château fut édifié par les croisés de l'ordre Teutonique. La cité s'est développée pour devenir un poste clé de la Ligue hanséatique et sa prospérité s'est traduite par l'opulence des édifices publics (en particulier ses églises) et l'architecture domestique des maisons de marchands, remarquablement bien préservées malgré les ravages des incendies et des guerres au cours des siècles.
En fait, la vieille ville de la capitale d’Estonie est une citadelle blottie au fond d'un golfe, protégée par des remparts et des tours conservés datant du 13e siècle. La combinaison de la Ville haute perchée sur la colline de calcaire de Toompea et de la Ville basse au pied de celle-ci, avec les nombreux clochers de ses églises, dessine une silhouette singulière qui se voit de loin, depuis la mer comme depuis l’intérieur des terres. Elle abrite ainsi de nombreux vestiges de l'époque médiévale et hanséatique et des bâtiments à la façade pastel de style baroque, Renaissance et classique. Le centre historique (vieille ville) de Tallinn est classé au Patrimoine de L'UNESCO depuis 1997 (WHL- 822bis).
L’Estonie est généralement regroupé avec la Lettonie et la Lituanie dans un ensemble géopolitique appelé pays baltes dont il est le plus petit. L'Estonie est une démocratie parlementaire depuis le rétablissement de l'indépendance en 1991. Elle fait partie de l’Union européenne depuis le 1er mai 2004 et a intégré la zone euro le 1er janvier 2011. Elle est membre de l’OTAN depuis le 29 mars 2004. Le pays a connu diverses dominations au cours de son histoire dont celle des Allemands (époque Hanséatique), des Suédois au 17e siècle, des Russes au 18e siècle, de l'Allemagne nazie puis l'intégration à l'URSS après la 2e guerre mondiale.
Not long to go until we celebrate 🍁 Polaroid Week. We’re looking forward to seeing all your instant film images. So whether you shoot Polaroid or Instax, Integral or Pack Film or even Large format. As long as it’s instant film we want to see it.
www.flickr.com/groups/roidweek2021/
Have fun, keep clicking and hope to see you on the 24th!
Blue Ridge Parkway, North Carolina
Okay, I actually took a course entitled "Identifying Those Damn Yellow Composites" from the famous (occasionally infamous ;-) George Sanko. Without plucking the flower (certainly not permitted!) and studying it under my microscope, I can't offer an identification. I know quite a number of species that it ISN'T, but yellow flowers of all varieties seem to be my black hole of identification. Perhaps someone more knowledgeable can help me out on this one. And, as an aside, even if I had plucked this lovely blossom and studied it under my microscope, I am quite certain I would still be at a loss...
* Today (7/19/19) I received a definitive identification of this plant from Alan Weakley. Not a sunflower after all!
a dangerous train ...
The pine processionary (Thaumetopoea pityocampa) is a moth of the subfamily Thaumetopoeinae in the family Notodontidae, known for the irritating hairs of its caterpillars, their processions, and the economic damage they cause in coniferous forests.
Toxicity :
Stinging hairs contain a toxic protein that is very irritating and inflammatory: thaumetopoein. It penetrates where the “harpoon” is planted: most often in the skin, but also in the eye, the nose, the mouth…
The hair breaks and the toxin released causes a reaction similar to that of nettle stings: red pimples in the form of blisters, red itchy patches, appear on the skin.
General symptoms may occur in the event of significant exposure. The immune system then goes into overdrive, which can lead to a sudden drop in blood pressure, discomfort or loss of consciousness.
Is there a risk for animals? With their noses at ground level, animals are exposed to contact with these stinging hairs, particularly dogs. They can get it on their coat, or even take a caterpillar in their mouth, which can cause very serious inflammatory reactions including necrosis of the tongue.
Un train dangereux ...
La processionnaire du pin (Thaumetopoea pityocampa) est un papillon de nuit de la sous-famille des Thaumetopoeinae de la famille des Notodontidae, connue pour les poils irritants de ses chenilles, leurs cortèges et les dégâts économiques qu'elles provoquent dans les forêts de conifères.
Toxicité
Les poils urticants contiennent une protéine toxique très irritante et inflammatoire : la thaumétopoéine. Elle pénètre là où le « harpon » s’est planté : le plus souvent dans la peau , mais aussi dans l’œil, le nez, la bouche…
Le poil se casse et la toxine libérée provoque une réaction semblable à celle des piqûres d’ortie : des boutons rouges sous forme de cloques, des plaques rouges qui grattent, apparaissent sur la peau.
Des symptômes généraux peuvent survenir en cas d’exposition importante. Le système immunitaire s’emballe alors, pouvant mener à une baisse brutale de la tension artérielle, un malaise ou une perte de connaissance.
Y a-t-il un risque pour les animaux ? La truffe au ras du sol, les animaux sont exposés au contact avec ces poils urticants, notamment les chiens. Ils peuvent en avoir sur le pelage, voire prendre une chenille dans leur gueule, ce qui peut provoquer des réactions inflammatoires très graves jusqu’à une nécrose de la langue.
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Death is not the greatest loss in life.
The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live .......
ندخل إلى عالم التصوير .. ونترك التصاميم لفتره بسيطه لان حدي تعبت =)
هالصوره حيل حبيتها حسيت ان كانت في حياة حلوه وانتهت ...
اتمنى تنال على اعجاب الجميع
المزيد من الاعمال الامريكيه في الطريق ان شاء الله ....
These are pictures Terry has sent to me over the years that we have been friends.
This is one of the many poems he has sent to me also.
Tears fall from Heaven
From the Savior’s eyes
Passing through the sunlight
Made a rainbow in the sky.
Jesus Christ is weeping
For us He’s shedding tears
He’s been crying for humanity
The last two thousand years.
His tears for the sinner
The ones who won’t believe
Tears for all the children
Who are tempted and deceived.
The rainbow made with teardrops
From the Savior up above
A constant reminder to us
His sign of precious love.
The archway to paradise
The rainbow in the sky
Jesus will be waiting
His hand for you and I.
The rainbow holds the earth
So we won’t drift apart
A constant reminder to us
God’s pouring out His heart.
The rainbow in the sky
Tears shed for you and me
Started back two thousand year
Upon the dogwood tree.
Tears of total forgiveness
He shed for you and I
You can see them still today
Each rainbow in the sky/
By: Terry D. VanHaute
Iron Mountain, Michigan
When I saw this scene something about the stillness, the light and the setting spoke to me of loss. Since the Princess was with me I thought mainly of those who lose a young child and I couldn't imagine the pain that must cause. My heartfelt sympathies to all of who have lost a child.
I love Susan's (aka mothernature) words much better than mine: It is a vision of what used to be.
Thanks for your friendship and visits.
February 2007, Hoytville, Ohio
"for god & country"
Hoytville had a population of 296 in the year 2000.
"the labor of love nourishes the soul,the loss of it causes it to wither...
This sad abandoned farm in northern Illinois has been the subject of many pics the last few years.But it maybe all a memory now as a recent trip by found the farmstead being cleared out,the excavation equipment in the yard of the old house. This was one of those abandonments where family pictures and memories abounded,making its plight all the more poignant.It has been said that love can solve all problems,but this place makes one wonder....