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Shot from the hip in Palma last weekend.... he has been sat at this outdoor table while I ate my lunch and hardly moved at all. He seemed entirely lost in his memories, I hope they are happy ones but, being in Spain, he will be able to recall General Franco and the pre-democratic state

Lou Ruvo Center for Brain Health, Las Vegas, Nevada, USA - this building was designed by architect Frank Gehry at the behest of Larry Ruvo in memory of his father Lou Ruvo who was a victim of Alzheimer's disease. It opened in 2007, and it has a large event center which hosts fund raising events featuring performing artists. Proceeds from these events are used for Alzeimer's research.

“Memories are the treasures that we keep locked deep within the storehouse of our souls, to keep our hearts warm when we are lonely.” Becky Aligada

 

Memory shapes our lives .It builds us as what we are today...Locked into our minds ...some good some not.....infact they are just memories...we rank them "good not not" according to our likes and dislikes...I believe it would be appropriate to classify joys,fears,guilts....also as memories.....

 

Locked once they never vanish.They do get some rust but never leave the room in which they got once. As time goes on we keep refreshing the good ones and the bad ones keep refreshing themselves....

 

We catch these moments through our cameras , our eyes, our hands, our hearts and in to our soul...but the ultimate place where they rest is our mind....the most powerful storage where they can reside forever...its just like a lock put on and one has lost the key.....the lock stands there in guard even if it gets rusty...memories do sometimes fade and get rust but to remove them from your life one does not have any key for it...we can pretend that they are not there bt is that right ?

 

we all are blessed with this awesome power (good ones) and none of us is free from this curse (bad ones) as it appears to us at times but this not a fact. Many of us still remember that first crush in school, the way we used to dress and style our hair...those stupid things we did in our childhood and now when we recall them or some incident refreshes those moments we laugh at ourselves and enjoy those moments... yes they do makes u cry at times as well...but the great thing is that a balance is maintained by the existence of both....

 

Pastel Clouds texture from Skeletal Mess

Memory of the previous residents . . . ivy on the wall . . .

CN 594 rumbles along the countryside in peak Fall season.

 

Sussex, New Brunswick

 

October, 2025

Memories of a summer that was too short

Taken with Cosina 28mm f2.8

view on black L

 

The Teleidoscope - Week #5 - Memory.

 

note: I'm trying to catch up on the Teleidoscopes I've missed.

 

Yesterday you were sweet to me,

today as mean as one can be.

Tomorrow you'll forget who you used to be.

 

Texture: credits to skeletalmess.

 

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Photographs and Memories

Jim Croce

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=48o5rCFFxh8

 

'Photographs and memories'

 

The colour pictures show the morning of 16th June 1976. We went to Leeds station and as far as I knew it was to watch the 'Leeds Executive' train leaving, hauled by one of my favourite 'Deltic' locomotives.

 

Then we got on the train, my parents telling me we were travelling to the first stop. The top left picture shows the excitement of my sister and myself at finding out we were going on our first ever trip to London! This was unbelievable for me, I'd seen the trains leaving for the capital hundreds of times and always dreamed of making the journey!

 

It's not apparent from the pictures, but the denim jacket that I'm wearing had a Deltic embroidered on the back, each time I 'cabbed' a Deltic mum added its name underneath! How cool was I as a kid;-)

 

The lower picture shows us stood outside of London King's Cross station on a baking hot day, the summer of '76 was one to remember for the drought conditions we had.

 

The background picture isn't from the day, but shows a Deltic locomotive, 55002, leaving Leeds on the final Yorkshire Pullman train, a photograph that appeared in the Yorkshire Post newspaper. For the record, the Deltic we had was 55008 The Green Howards.

 

To me, photographs often bring back really happy memories. I can almost smell the bacon and eggs from the restaurant car as I write! It's funny too what distant memories drift back into mind, anyone remember 'Lilt', with its 'totally tropical taste'? I'm pretty sure that was new in the shops that year!

 

... of the long deceased -- for Flickr21Challenge 'memories'

miniature pictures are tintypes/ ferrotypes

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Crosspost by Koinup - original here

 

What do you feel

When you let go of the wheel

Can you take a leap of faith

Will you face the change of pace

There are worlds out there

Beyond compare

 

Going on a journey

Somewhere far out east

We'll find the time to show you

Wonders never cease

 

All that we’ve been through

Brings my soul so close to you

Why not cast your fears aside

We can laugh until we cry

There are worlds out there

Beyond compare

 

Going on a journey

Somewhere far out east

We’ll find the time to show you

Wonders never cease

Going on a journey

Somewhere far out east

We’ll find the time to show you

Wonders never cease

 

(moorcheeba / wonders never cease) play>

 

texture: from SolStock / deviantart Thank you very much!

Kodak Portra400 / Pentax 67II, SMC Takumar 105mm F2.4

Too much sun for me today. It made me miss winter.

of a summer soon gone......

Sculpted in beautiful marble, the memorial to Colonel Alexander Champion caught my eye during a visit to Bath Abbey.

 

The lighting was perfect to highlight this lovely detailed memorial.

 

I discovered its talented creator was one Joseph Nollekens RA (1737 - 1823), born in England.

 

And Alexander Champion served in the army of the East India Company for two decades. He became the Commander in Chief in 1774.

 

He died in Bath in 1793.

 

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How many times we glance back in time to recall the moments of what have been. We go back to the state of mind that got better of us at that moment. We try to flash out any snippets of what got stock in our mind. We ask our self questions to refresh our memory. We even sleep on it, waiting for the flashbacks. Then we remember that we have a snap of what it was. We look at it and confront with what is there … and then I hear someone commenting “ it can look different from a different angle” and somehow I’m back to searching … what I can remember.

Happy snapping !

Memories of exquisite fall color at Chimney Tops before the fire in Great Smoky Mountains National Park, Tennessee. (USA)

"One must maintain a little bit of summer, even in the middle of winter."

 

- Henry David Thoreau

Do not depend on the hope of results… You may have to face the fact that your work will be apparently worthless and even achieve no result at all, if not perhaps results opposite to what you expect. As you get used to this idea, you start more and more to concentrate not on the results, but on the value, the rightness, the truth of the work itself.

-Thomas Merton, letter dated Feb. 21, 1966 to James Forest in The Hidden Ground of Love, ed. William H. Shannon (New York: Farrar, Straus, Giroux, 1985), 294.

À force de collectionner les appareils photos Numérique

On se retrouve avec un joli paquet de cartes mémoire.

 

CompactFlash, SD, Stick, PCMCIA, ATA Card, SmartCard, microdrive XQD etc...

 

Pour les curieux : www.flickr.com/photos/maoby/albums/72157651212582949

When I have 24.960 new photos...

but even like that I don't know which photo to upload I try to go to the old ones...

and I always find something.

Fast and simple!

 

Good old photos match with good old songs

 

Morning everyone!

This photo was taken 50 years ago in Topeka, Kansas.

 

Fish T4A

last day of work at job no1 due to restructuring. so this view, this office, and the company will only be memory from now on...

 

done for this week's theme: memory (39/52).

 

september 27, 2013

Waking skies at sunrise

Every sunset too

Seems to be bringing me

Memories of you

 

Here and there every where

Scenes that we once knew

And they all just recall

Memories of you

 

How I wish I could forget those,

happy yesteryears

That have left a rosary of tears

 

Your face beams in my dreams

In spite of all that I do

Everything seems to bring

Memories of you

 

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My sincere thanks goes out to all those who invite my images to their groups. I cannot however honour many of the group rules by commenting/inviting other images due to time constraints.

Standing by the water in Newcastle NSW Australia thinking of my Mother

Nothing special, just thought that I'd take some photos of these two girls as they both have been here for 2 years :)

My loving father passed away Sunday, Sept 23rd, 2018. Then these plum flowers suddenly bloomed out of season. Rest in Peace DAD.

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