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there's a bit of a story behind this one, so bear with me ... recently on a fun-filled flickrwalk to yosemite, we were all lined up on a bridge waiting for the clouds to clear so we could get some images of the evening sun on the face of half dome ... the clouds never cleared but i kept looking over to yosemite falls and kept thinking something was so familiar about it ... i finally walked over to the parking lot and started looking thru the viewfinder and took a couple of shots of the upper falls just for the heck of it ... all the way home i was still trying to figure out just why i bothered with this shot ... the composition isn't the greatest, and in some ways it's kinda blah, and it's been bugging me ...
the other day a cousin called me and we talked for awhile and got talking about an aunt and uncle we used to visit, and it hit me!! ... the room i stayed in when i visited them had a picture almost just like this on the wall next to the bed i used to sleep in when visiting them ... i would fall asleep staring at in, almost hearing the roar of the falls ... so, here is the image with a bit of textures and some orton tossed about here and there to represent that picture my uncle took with his old folding camera ... thanks for the memories unc!
While visiting Wells Cathederal in Somerset, me and Wiffs stumbled upon this gorgeous cobbled street of old houses.... it really felt like we had stepped back hundreds of years....processed it like this to try to add to the atmosphere, but you really had to be there to appreciate it fully :o)
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Model, photo: Zeeva Quintessa
A life of taking photographs way before the days of phone cameras.My Mam & Dad & their first grandchild my daughter Stephanie Angela.
One of last year's best finds, THE Mclaren F1 in metallic Pale Blue. Leaving tomorrow (the 15th). This year should be fun. Please like my Facebook fan page!!
静静沱江，悠悠凤凰。
The historic Diaojiao houses alongside Tuo river, which flows through the town center of Fenghuang. On the right is one of the four ancient city gates. The six hundred year old Rainbow bridge can be seen on the left, which sits across Tuo river.
Fenghuang (Phoenix|凤凰), an exceptionally well-preserved ancient town in western Hunan province of China, harbors unique ethnic languages, customs, arts as well as many distinctive architectural remains of Ming and Qing styles.
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A favourite from the archives, and a typical look of Ariel's. She was a one-off, a unique little girl. She used to run and shelter here under the balcony eaves, if naughty Hann stalked her, or when the sun was too strong. Ariel was hit by a car, on April 17th, 2012.
Memories are the treasures that we keep locked deep within the storehouse of our souls, to keep our hearts warm when we are lonely
Beauty that dies the soonest has the longest life. Because it cannot keep itself for a day, we keep it forever. Because it can hove existence only in memory, we give it immortality there
~Unknown~
WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS
apo ton agwna genikou lukeiou naousas me to lukeio tinou ....kerdisame 3-1:-).....
kai kataferame na ftasoume stis 8 kaluteres omades sthn ellada!!!!:-)
A moment of gathering the beloved ones, with a stream of memorable photos, kindled a flash of memories.... to sit and listen to the elders explaining every photo and feeling the stories hidden in every moment.... with a lot of laughs and surprises to see themselves when they were kids... remembering the grandparents that left a deep impact in every heart came after them.... missing them.... and telling about them....
After Ma found a treasure, a bag of memories, photos from the 50s and 60s, we were like living in a time-capsule yesterday, with my aunt that came to visit us for two days, they both started to tell about the photos... the time, the place, the people gathered then, their activities, favorite games, their cloths and hair styles.... and they laugh.... and I was so fascinated to see them so happy and as if they have returned kids again.... learning from that affluence of memories....
Remembering the past... watching the present.... imagining the future... a bridge among the generations, at every station there is a stream of knowledge and wisdom, with laughs and cheerfulness and experiences... what would the next generations get for memories?.... I’m taking photos from now :)
Life is Beautiful ♥... Richen your lives with memories.... Camera is one of the greatest inventions in history!! :))
Irizar Urko's were never common beasts, but a pair of them lived within ten miles of each other in the nineties.
Memory Lane Travel, of Golborne, near Wigan, operated LAJ999W, which had been new to Dales Sunseeker in Middlesbrough in 1981.
It worked for a couple of operators following sale by Memory Lane, and was believed to have entered preservation, but details are rather patchy.
The other Urko that operated locally, was MMC255W, that was with Millman of Warrington. A coach that I used to see regular in their yard by Padgate railway station when I drove the number 10 service at GM Buses. Another vehicle that I put off photographing until it was too late!
Wanted to get out with the tent tonight but it was a little blowy and the tent is sadly lacking in the guy rope department.
I took the real memory out of its frame and replaced it with black cardboard. Framed up and waited for it to get dark.
Span the dome then lit the scene with my torch. Lastly a quick waft of the net curtain and rgb torch for a touch of fire.
This is number 119 of my 365.
Found by an abandoned house on the Canadian prairies. I can imagine the air filled with the joy and laughter of children playing. Now, the only sound is that of the wind through the grass.
thanks to skeletalmess for this cool texture
Memories are all that are left now. Buried just beneath our surface, but sometimes when we don't expect it, certain smells, sights, cards, old letters will trigger memories and i think of what was.
But those special memories will live on inside me for as long as I can draw a breath.
Here's to cherish memories...
June 28th I start my solo "walkabout". My I discover new memories to cherish.
Memories...
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Me at Pasir Ris Park.
Explore with me in my blog: A Return To Pasir Ris Park and Mangrove Forest
*Note: More pics of Sky and Scenery in my Sky and Scenery Album