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I saw this little girl walking home with shopping bags in the middle of the night near the Flower Market of Bangkok, Thailand.
"We do not remember days; we remember moments…"
~ Cesare Pavese
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listening to famous Robert Wyatt on 'Memories' (The 'Wilde Flowers' version)
Wedding cake flowers representing a marriage that will be full of 31 years of happy memories on 26th May this year! HSoS everyone!
A candle on the church altar in honor of those who have gone on before us...
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Playa Blanca. Prov. de Concepción. Chile.
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The instant I saw this beautiful palomino pony she reminded me of one owned by a farmer called Mr Jenkins who rented out an old stone farmhouse near Bwlchllan in Mid Wales. We spent family holidays there each Summer in the mid - late 1970s. When it rained toads & banded snails emerged from the stone walls. It was my task to track down the Guinea fowl eggs each morning & Mrs Jenkins made the most delicious Welsh Cakes.
That pony's name was Phantom & I have happy memories of going to catch her, tacking her up in the barn & riding her proudly around the paddock by the cottage. Sometimes (with my Dad & our black Labrador accompanying me) we'd trot along a tree tunnel track which opened out onto a windswept hill where you looked down on the valleys below & could often hear distant shepherds whistling their sheep dogs.
A not so happy memory is falling off of Phantom & breaking my humerus (upper arm bone) as she cantered around a large field. The ground was rock hard as it was mid summer. I was slightly concussed I think as I was knocked unconscious (I was wearing a riding helmet) & woke up some time later with her grazing next to me. My parents didn't take me to hospital for 3 days - didn't want to spoil the holiday I guess but I was sick & in so much pain they had to in the end. I remember the embarrassment of being naked from the waist up in front of strange people as I was x-rayed & examined (I was 12). My right arm was strapped against my torso for 5 weeks. I hardly saw anyone during the rest of the school holidays & I had the bandages removed the day before school term started - at a new secondary school. My friends didn't believe I'd broken my arm, there was no proof, no plaster cast to sign. I can still feel that disappointment now that nobody believed me.
Another year when it rained for days on end poor Phantom slipped down the steep field behind the farmhouse & gashed her neck on the barbed wire fence. My Dad helped Mr Jenkins by hooking 2 fingers up Phantom's nostrils to keep her still while blue spray was applied to the wounds. He still recounts that tale to this day!
Seeing this pony brought back all these memories & many more. Uploading for "Smile on Saturday" theme "Full of Memories".
12/52 - Childhood Memories (52 Weeks: The 2016 Edition)
(Explored 3-24-16) (Dropped from Explore the next morning)
Several old photos of my younger brother and me. And one with my parents at the beach in Atlantic City.
Memory
Barbra Streisand
Midnight
Not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight
The withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan
Memory, all alone in the moonlight
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
Every street lamp seems to beat
A fatalistic warning
Someone mutters and the street lamp sputters
Soon it will be morning
Daylight
I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life and
I mustn't give in
When the dawn comes
Tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin
Burnt out ends of smoky days
The stale court smell of morning
A street lamp dies
Another night is over
Another day is dawning
Touch me,
It is so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory
Of my days in the sun
If you'll touch me,
You'll understand what happiness is
Look, a new day has begun...
A moment of quiet reflection, thinking about the many times I've been to this lake. Frozen in the winter, shrouded in mist the fall. Memories of fantastic things I've seen standing not far from its banks; aurora, fireballs, meteor showers, galaxies, comets... they are still there or at least the memories, reflected in that lake. #Travel
Point of interest being my late mother's glasses chain and its little brass container.
Playing with Enlight App
52 in 2016 Challenge "Conceptual"
The date on this image is for the Kim Klasson texture used and the top image was taken this year.
I really enjoyed taking pictures this Winter. Nature gave me a lot to shoot, and my wife and I were able to get out often.
St. Joseph Lighthouse.
When Dray slowly opens his eyes and is faced with a drab and filthy concrete wall yet again, he paints it with a memory of Crimson
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Elfdoll Soah Rainy with hair by Amadiz