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" Would you hold my hand if I saw you in heaven?
Would you help me stand if I saw you in heaven?
I'll find my way through night and day
‘Cause I know I just can't stay here in heaven
Time can bring you down, time can bend your knees
Time can break your heart, have you begging please, begging please
Beyond the door, there's peace, I'm sure
And I know there'll be no more tears in heaven "
- Eric Clapton -
I felt sorry for this lion tamarin, knowing it would rather be in its home range of Bahia, Brazil, but that habitat has been steadily disappearing, cleared for agriculture, mining and other human endeavors. So, it's this small cubicle (or, possibly nothing) for this particular Golden-headed Lion Tamarin, seen at the Toledo Zoo, Toledo, Ohio.
A big thank you to everyone who has felt with me
in the loss of Alfie, my dearest friend.
Thanks from the bottom of my 💗heart!
"The little rose is dust, my dear,
The elfin wind is gone
That sang a song of silver words
And cooled our hearts with dawn.
And what is left to hope, my dear,
Or what is left to say?
The rose, the little wind and you
Have gone so far away."
~ by Grace Hazard Conkling
Texture: "heart bokeh" by mifi stock
‘…encompassing both the unchanging absolute and all that is always changing…’
frottage/collage 590mm x 280mm
Felici, my "little Maumau", died last Wednesday - this is one of the last pictures I took of her. She was suffering from a severe kidney disease for a long time but with the help of a special medicine and a daily infusion with a physiological salt solution (my veterinarian taught me how to do that) she could lead a quite normal cat life together with her brother Fellini. But all of a sudden she stopped eating about 10 days ago and then her condition got worse and worse very quickly. On her last day she even stopped drinking water and almost couldn't walk.
My sister came up from Vienna and we both accompanied her on her last way, cuddling and caressing her until the vet told us, that her heart had stopped beating.
I've never been a "pet-person" but as my sister got her and Fellini almost 11 years ago, I somehow adopted them immediately. - So, losing her means a real loss to me, although I'm sure we did the right thing.
I'll get her ashes soon and I'll find some places in nature where I will spread it to make her part of the wilderness she never had as a home cat - that's the most comforting thought for me.
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.
“El arte de vencer se aprende en las derrotas”
“The art of winning is learnt through losses” - Simon Bolivar
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I've always been deeply impacted by the loss of rock stars...not those that have tragically taken their own lives through drugs...but those that have now more frequently begun to show the natural evolution of human mortality. Yesterday a case in point. I reckon it's because they have been friends for what is now a very long time...and in some ways better friends than most in that they have always been there in time of need at the spin of a turntable or the push of a button. And as Led Zeppelin said, "Good times, bad times, you know I've had my share." And we, who Steve Miller called "Children of the Future," growing up in the '60s and '70s took our music seriously. And we have been loyal to it throughout the decades. In our minds, nothing has nor will ever compare.
In recent years, the passing of rock icons through natural causes has brought the somewhat astonishing recognition that the future has arrived...and with it all the annoying symptoms of human frailty and seniority. They are losses of consequence, and, for me, cause for much reflection and thought as to a life lived.
And yet, just a few weeks ago, my Grandson entered the world...and today word that a valued contact named Marilyn was overjoyed at the arrival of a Grandaughter. These of course are the gains some of us are fortunate enough to experience. These remind of the hopes and dreams and expectations that we had for ourselves so many years ago -- some fulfilled, some denied. We now pass these on to others, still perhaps best expressed by another rock icon -- always best in his Jeff Beck and Faces days...;-))) Life, for now, goes on...
Kruger National Park
South Africa
Happy Caturday!!
The leopard (Panthera pardus) is one of the five species in the genus Panthera, a member of the Felidae. The leopard occurs in a wide range in sub-Saharan Africa and parts of Asia and is listed as Vulnerable on the IUCN Red List because leopard populations are threatened by habitat loss and fragmentation and are declining in large parts of the global range.
Contemporary records suggest that the leopard occurs in only 25% of its historical global range. Leopards are hunted illegally, and their body parts are smuggled in the wildlife trade for medicinal practices and decoration.
Compared to other wild cats, the leopard has relatively short legs and a long body with a large skull. It is similar in appearance to the jaguar, but generally has a smaller, lighter physique. Its fur is marked with rosettes similar to those of the jaguar, but the leopard's rosettes are smaller and more densely packed, and do not usually have central spots as the jaguar's do. Both leopards and jaguars that are melanistic are known as black panthers.
The leopard is distinguished by its well-camouflaged fur, opportunistic hunting behaviour, broad diet, and strength (which it uses to move heavy carcasses into trees), as well as its ability to adapt to various habitats ranging from rainforest to steppe, including arid and montane areas, and its ability to run at speeds of up to 58 kilometres per hour (36 mph). – Wikipedia
The journey into homelessness is rarely a singular event, but rather a complex accumulation of personal and systemic fractures. The path likely began with the quiet erosion of stability—perhaps the loss of a long-held career followed by the gradual disintegration of social support. As the fabric of his everyday life unravelled, economic pressures and perhaps health struggles may have removed a safety net to cushion the descent. A story of resilience in the face of immense adversity, illustrating how a person can become unmoored from society's structures, forced to navigate a stark, solitary existence while remaining an often invisible observer of the world.
Bristol, UK.
Nothing better then curling up and lossing yourself in a good book . Letting worries and troubles melt away for awhile before you have to face them.
Coming to the Mancave event on the 17th
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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
Endemic to Brazil.
This species is classified as Near Threatened because it is suspected to be declining moderately rapidly due to habitat loss.
Campos do Jordão - São Paulo - Brasil
She rises from the still water carrying both life and loss. In the Abbott Marshlands, every dawn is written in quiet exchanges, where nothing is wasted and every creature belongs to the same enduring story.
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
Masai Mara National Reserve
Kenya
East Africa
Happy Caturday!!
The leopard (Panthera pardus) is one of the five species in the genus Panthera, a member of the Felidae. The leopard occurs in a wide range in sub-Saharan Africa and parts of Asia and is listed as Vulnerable on the IUCN Red List because leopard populations are threatened by habitat loss and fragmentation and are declining in large parts of the global range. In Hong Kong, Singapore, Kuwait, Syria, Libya, Tunisia and most likely in Morocco, leopard populations have already been extirpated.
Contemporary records suggest that the leopard occurs in only 25% of its historical global range. Leopards are hunted illegally, and their body parts are smuggled in the wildlife trade for medicinal practices and decoration.
Compared to other wild cats, the leopard has relatively short legs and a long body with a large skull. It is similar in appearance to the jaguar, but generally has a smaller, lighter physique. Its fur is marked with rosettes similar to those of the jaguar, but the leopard's rosettes are smaller and more densely packed, and do not usually have central spots as the jaguar's do. Both leopards and jaguars that are melanistic are known as black panthers.
The leopard is distinguished by its well-camouflaged fur, opportunistic hunting behaviour, broad diet, and strength (which it uses to move heavy carcasses into trees), as well as its ability to adapt to various habitats ranging from rainforest to steppe, including arid and montane areas, and its ability to run at speeds of, up to 58 kilometres per hour (36 mph). - Source Wikipedia
Does that sound strange? Well, let me tell you, it was indeed a strange sight to encounter. In this field, there were scores of dead grasshoppers clinging to these slender stalks. I was simply amazed. When I saw this pair, it really struck a chord. For some reason, it made me think of lost love. You know, losing a lover, the loss of a friendship, the loss of self-love. I'm sure that you catch my drift. Anyway, I found this to be very sad and yet comforting at the same time. After all, they died in each other's arms.
With daylight long gone and a duo of zebra striped SD40-2Ws on the line, I knew I couldn't pass them up just because it was dark! That's when I accidentally missed them at the one close spot I could have gotten pace shots of them. I decided that I may as well head down to Daugh, and see what I could capture there. That ended up being the right decision, as shooting a lift at Daugh in the dark was even cooler than in daylight — and certainly far better than any pace shot I'd have snagged up the line!
With the rest of the train now tied down on the main, the crew takes the two units over the switch, and into the facility to retrieve their cars.
CN Coronado Subdivision
CN L56051 (Local Freight)
CN SD40-2W 5242
CN SD40-2W 5293
Canon EOS R6 | Canon 24-70 f/2.8 II
February 5, 2026 - 8:14 PM MT
Old cemetery Freiburg, Germany. Black and white version. Can`t really decide if I like black and white or colour better...
The jaguar, Panthera onca, is a big cat, a feline in the Panthera genus, and is the only Panthera species found in the Americas. The jaguar is the third-largest feline after the tiger and the lion, and the largest in the Western Hemisphere.
Unfortunately, the jaguar is a near threatened species and its numbers are declining. Threats include loss and fragmentation of habitat.
This one is a wild old male and he was resting in a river bank at Rio Cuibá, Mato Grosso (Pantanal National Park). Very difficult light conditions, handheld and taken from a little boat.
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Have a wonderful Sunday!
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The loss of a loved one by a dear friend colored my view of an oncoming storm. This was once the site of many Wetland photos, but now I'm on a busy bridge instead of quiet country road...