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Nikon N4004. This was part of a shrine to Steve Jobs outside of the Apple Store on Walnut Street (Philadelphia, PA).
In my neighborhood there used to be a huge factory belonging to OM, a very old truck company (founded 1917). Milan is an industrial city, and OM is very much a part of the history of the city, and the factory has been a landmark of this part of the city.
The factory shut down at some point, and was a ruin for a long time. A few years ago the whole area was demolished and a big renovation project was created; housing and office blocks were built, with green spaces and all that.
A large part of that area has been dedicated to three parks. One of them is very appropriately known as "Industrial Memories Park" and is dedicated to the memory of the man and women that have worked in this area.
They kept some machinery from the old factory and build a garden in and on and around the. From an industrial world a new world is born where iron tools mingle with nature in a new embrace.
I grew up in Michigan, where fireflies would turn open fields into light displays at night. Fireflies, however, don't survive in North Dakota.
So when construction to rebuild our street began a couple days ago, these mechanized "fireflies" seemed a thing of wonder, bringing back memories.
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Photographs are the memories you can’t forget. Especially the ones of your holidays spent in Maldives, the paradise on earth!
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These flowers are tiny, they are about 5mm in diameter. I picked them while we were on holiday in France last summer.
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Her Memory Locket Pull Charm
She carries this with her wherever she goes, as it holds memory trinkets and gifts given to her by her Love ♥
during Christmas I miss my grandmother more than usual - but I have so many sweet memories of her that can make me happy - so - like my grandfather, I close my eyes and she is there - forever alive.
When I lived in St. Louis, a woman who made crafts, made these four clay dog figurines for me …one four each of my oh-so-loved, now gone, Babies. She didn’t want a photo, but, instead wanted to make them from my description and her imagination.
I always hated the Silky Terrier one (the tall one) because it looks nothing like Cody, let alone a Silky. And, the three Cairns really don’t capture my Babies hair color. Plus they all have same expression.
But, nonetheless, because her heart was in the right place and she was so thrilled with what she created, I have kept them. Even though they are not a likeness, her gesture was really so sweet.
Also, each one has one of my Babies’ name attached to it, so how can I let them go?
Now, they add a bit of whimsy and cuteness, , plus a nice memory of the lovely lady who made them, to a section on my bookcase.
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Its for sure not one of my best pictures, but at this place I have prolly spend the best time of the last years... this hours of talk, with the most valueable person i know, at this magical place in the palace garden in vienna on 10th May 2008 will stay in my memory forever...
American Motoring Memories is a classic car restoration shop in Culver City Calif. The owner Jeff Reade concentrates primarily on early Corvette restorations but is known to do total & partial restorations and update maintenance on many of the Big Three (GM, Ford, Chrysler) classics from the '50s to early 70's.
After a recent move, I rediscovered my dads catchers mask from his high school playing days. As a kid I remember dad would show my brother and I his old baseball stuff: from his uniform to his glove, bat and even mask.
The mask has seen its share of wear over the years, yet remarkably most of the leather is in great shape. It's now out for display in my living room and when friends come to visit, someone almost always asks about the piece. I'll just take the memories.
April entry for Uk Challenge 'Childhood Memories'
You may recognise the pic from my avatar.
It is a shot taken by my father of my cousin David and myself.David lived with his family on a farm in Devon (still does) and most years we would go down on holiday.I loved David and followed him everywhere.We even had a pretend wedding at one stage.I think I used to drive him round the bend.
So this childhood memory is of happy family holidays.Sadly many of the family now gone.
Sewn on neutral fabric with neutral thread as I thought it would look nostalgic.Size is 7 by 5 inch
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This is what happens when I go to change my desktop picture... I don't know if it's the plethora of pictures I have in the folder or something else, but this pretty much hangs up the system (you'll notice the CPU activity monitor, it was maxed for like 2-3 minutes).
Immediately after this picture was taken the memory started falling back down to normal levels. But while this was going on the virtual memory number just kept on going up!!!
113 in 2013, #5 - One Word
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When you only have one word to choose then choose wisely.
The Flickr Group "113 photos in 2013" sets 113 projects for participants to complete and one of these is titled "One Word".
The above is written on an old shoe box of my mums which contained photo's.
After Mum died and i inherited all the family photos seeing this writing stopped me in my tracks. As instantly recognisable to me as her voice the writing was not something i was expecting to see as i trawled through the photos. It was like hearing her voice again.
Mum clearly labelled the box as containing photos but returned to the box at a later date and thought that the label dd not convey the true contents of the box.
Family photo's are not just photo's, they are memories captured to be returned to over and over again.
So yes, when you only have one word, choose wisely and don't be afraid to go back and change it if it is not the right one. The fact that you have thought to change it can be pretty powerful.
I was moved when i first saw this word and I am moved again now writing this.
This is the first day of my 365 project (also my birthday) so as the project advances I will not be just taking photo's but recording memories of my 41st year.
Raining all day..so this is from some time ago...so if you have time...love this clip..my sort of music..
Sent to me today - a gathering of friends and colleagues from DST at our holiday home in Vermont, near Hermanus. The Ewing family are there, Amanda Westcott, Jacqui and Yiayia Maria.