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I can dream of the old days
Life was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again.
Lyricist: Trevor Nunn
Real People Series
With no photography trips happening this year due to having to get some things fixed up around the house, which is the downside of buying an older home as I suppose eventually the chickens come home to roost, I decided to take some mental vacations and go through a few shots that didn't get posted back then.
This is a shot from the Hungry Horse Dam area of Montana.
I look back on the summer with nostalgia. It's raining here, it's cold. I can enjoy the pictures of summer.
That's how I wrote my first name when I was a child. My parents then had it engraved on the necklace pendant.
So hatte ich in meiner Kindheit meinen Rufnahmen geschrieben. Das ließen meine Eltern dann auf dem Halskettenanhänger eingravieren.
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Sąjungos (Union) Square lies next to Vilijampolė – the old Jewish quarter of Kaunas that was turned into the Kaunas Ghetto between 1941 and 1944 during the Nazi Germany occupation. Almost 30,000 inhabitants of the Ghetto were murdered in that period, their houses destroyed and burned. In 1979, during the Soviet occupation, a monument to young communists who fought for the installation of the Soviet government was built on this site. In 1991, after Independence, the bronze reliefs of the monument were removed. Since then, only the dilapidated architecture of the former monument remains.
In 2017, Horst Hoheisel and Andreas Knitz added large photographs to this void in an art work called "Recycled Memory". Of which I could find no traces.
Kaunas, Lithuania.
www.bienale.lt/2017/en/horsthoheisel-andreasknitz-1/index...
On a beautiful warm Wednesday evening I cycled over to the Millennium dome as I still like to call it or present title the 02 arena on Greenwich peninsula along the Thames river path from Woolwich.
The largest concert venue in the UK was certainly different & quieter to the last time I was here for obvious reasons!
It has never been my favourite London music venue as I prefer the sound, exciting atmosphere & slope of Brixton academy. The perfect size, funny memories & acoustics of London forum & the beautiful intimacy of Union chapel.
But it holds a special place in my heart as it reminds me of my dear departed mum who visited here with her friends when it opened back in 2000 & I remember her so happy about telling me what a fantastic day she had, showing me photos & momentos she had bought....Joyful memories :0)
Here's to the ones that we got
Cheers to the wish you were here, but you're not
'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories
Of everything we've been through
Toast to the ones here today
Toast to the ones that we lost on the way
'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories
And the memories bring back, memories bring back you
There's a time that I remember, when I did not know no pain
When I believed in forever, and everything would stay the same
Now my heart feel like December when somebody say your name
'Cause I can't reach out to call you, but I know I will one day, yeah
Everybody hurts sometimes
Everybody hurts someday, ayy ayy
But everything gon' be alright
Go and raise a glass and say, ayy
Here's to the ones that we got
Cheers to the wish you were here, but you're not
'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories
Of everything we've been through
Toast to the ones here today
Toast to the ones that we lost on the way
'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories
And the memories bring back, memories bring back you
And when my fading memory,
Like the after-midnight trams,
Stops only at the main stations,
I will not forget you.
I will remember
That quiet evening, endless in your eyes,
The stifled sob upon my shoulder,
Like snow that cannot be brushed off.
The separation came
And I departed, far from you.
Nothing unusual,
But some night
Someone's fingers will weave themselves into your hair,
My distant fingers, stretching across the miles.
Poetry: Ismail Kadare
Source: www.albanianliterature.net/authors_modern1/kadare-i_poetr...
Crazy Thuesday 7.1.2025 "Childhood memories"
I made this in the age of around 12, 60 years ago, as a christmas present for my parents. It's now in use be me.
This little tree of life coming from the dead stump reminded me of the tree we photographed at Fairy Lake on Vancouver Island. Although this may not be the most photographed tree in the world, it certainly was worthy of my attention. It not only reminded me of the great memories from the island visit but it was a reminder that new beginnings can happen in the most unlikely places sometimes. This was a scene on our recent camping trip last week. Happy Tree-mendous Tuesday!
Palais Garnier
The Palais Garnier has been called "probably the most famous opera house in the world, a symbol of Paris