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IAIS 513 brings SIBI down 9-track towards the IHB at Robbins. Soon enough this classic shot will become a memory.
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Ali & Wendy couple shoot
Singapore, November 2011
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I know that I really do try and avoid Princes Street but I am having to make an exception this time around. These single deckers at 10 years old have started to become rather unreliable to say the least with each one now having their own wee fault. This is why they are expected to be exiting Lothian in the coming weeks.
However, this time last month I had only four of the 10 that are in imminent departure risk. So, I have been trying to catch them which has not exactly been easy as many of them are already not out much at all (6 & 7) This one here though was the one most wanted as I remember the first time I rode on it back in the summer of 2013 as a rather young enthusiast.
So, here we see Lothian Buses 2 finally off my list and quite pleased as it has not returned to service since on a service 1 is main route from its first day on Princes Street on a day where the sun was shining perfectly in this direction, on the way to Clermiston.
Amalia - Abstract Memories by Daniel Arrhakis (2017)
With the music : Amália Rodrigues - Gaivota (1970)
Remembering this unique Portuguese Singer of Fado and Artist Amalia Rodrigues (1920 - 1999)
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A Wonderful Weekend dear friends ! : )
“Memory is a way of holding on to the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose.”
As I am unable to attend this Year's Adelaide Fringe Festival in person, I decided to send an "ambassador" (a ball of string) to represent me at Tony Kearney's KNOT exhibition in Port Adelaide later this month.
I am delighted to report that said ambassador has arrived safely.
“Memory Knot” is a dense impenetrable mass, with no easily discernable beginning or end – full of knots, signposts and prompts which are all linked together but frustratingly inaccessible. The knots are sequential – all tied into one continuous thread – but in this ball of our memory they become interwoven. We see glimpses of detail, but the full sequence remains entangled, buried.
Explore #289 on Friday, February 6, 2015. Thanks Everyone!
A few weeks ago I visited my parents and while I was there I also had the opportunity to photograph some autumn colors. For some time now I wanted to photograph this view and this evening I had the perfect conditions. Nice soft sidelight, a colorful forest below and a beautiful blue sky.
Tech: for this resutl I blended a couple of photos, one for the foreground, then one for the sky and one with me in the frame. In PS I put all together.
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Living around rural Maine was the motivation to buy my first DSLR in 2008. I took this shot just weeks before I left to drive across country to live in Oregon
Memory Lane Travel of Golborne Great Manchester VDL Futura FC15 MLC was visiting the Devils Porrage Museum at Eastriggs.
Having a tidy out on my hard drive and I came across a shot of the Flying Scotsman. The legendary Engine visited our area, back in March and we had fun chasing it for a week or more. There's something timeless about Steam Train shots and I thought it would be a shame to just delete it.
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This little roadster used to be ours! It was so fun and cute. There are times that we miss it but the memories will always live on!!!!
Thank you to all our Veterans out there....we appreciate what you do to protect our freedom and safety.
Morton Arboretum
Lisle, IL
What can we do with our memories? Cherish them, live in them, feel in them, love with them, grieve with them. Our memories will destroy us if we let them. A horror that we play over and over, or a treasure that we love every second of. What do we do when the physical marks of a life are gone? We remember. Our rage at what took them, our love of the lost, and we push forward.
Cloistered Memories by Daniel Arrhakis (2019)
With the music : City of the Fallen - Name Above All Names Extended
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Dirt road off of Montana State Hwy 24 near the old Glasgow A.F.B. front gate. The base was closed in June of 1968 and is now called Saint Marie. I learned to drive a car on this road. The road leads to a fishing pond where I spent many afternoons with my dad. The car was a 1966 Chevy Malibu. Seems like only yesterday.