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The link between food and memories is quite powerful. My maternal grandmother was my role model for her views of life and her ability to make all people feel welcome in her home. If more people showed up for dinner, she'd smile and welcome them with open arms. One of my culinary loves were the persimmon cookies that she'd bake on cool days in the fall. I can almost taste that pungent sweetness as I write these words. Thank you, Grandma, for a lifetime of love and memories.
Memories of past summers in my garden.
Entered in Kreative People Group's "Things that Fly" June 2022 Contest here:
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We found our place
On the branch of an old gum tree
Our feet would sway
To a voice in the breeze
And birds would sing
On the banks of a narrow stream
Posted for the Smile on Saturday theme "In Memoriam".
These are some memories of Cleo, a cat full of character, the matriarch of the family and the measure of all things. She shared our life for 17 years and is still missed by humans and felines alike.
HSoS !
The setting sun, and music at the close,
As the last taste of sweets, is sweetest last,
Writ in remembrance more than things long past.
- William Shakespeare
The Tragedy of King Richard the Second
(Gaunt at II, i)
This shell was given to me many years ago by a special aunt. . Lots of memories and happy times.
A very happy New Year to you all in Flickr land
Das ganze Leben besteht aus Erinnerungen, abgesehen von
jenem gegenwärtigen Augenblick, der so schnell vorbeigeht,
dass man ihn kaum wahrnimmt.
Tennessee Williams 1911-1983 US-amerik. Schriftsteller
The whole life consists of memories, apart from
the present moment which passes so quickly,
That one hardly perceives it.
Tennessee Williams 1911-1983 US-American writer
The Way We Were
Memories,
Like the corners of my mind
Misty water-colored memories
Of the way we were
Can it be that it was all so simple then?
Or has time re-written every line?
If we had the chance to do it all again
Tell me, would we? Could we?
Memories, may be beautiful and yet
What? too painful to remember
We simply choose to forget
So it's the laughter
We will remember
Whenever we remember...
The way we were...
the way we were...
Sitting in the shade escaping the heat of the summer, those days now seem distant memories ...........
Tomorrow is All Saints Day. A day we remember our loved ones who died and left memories of Love. If there is one reason this life is worth living it's Love. Mom, Dad, I Love You...
:-:
Quando o segundo sol chegar
Para realinhar as órbitas dos planetas
Derrubando com assombro exemplar
O que os astrônomos diriam se tratar
De um outro cometa
(...)
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* Invited to Big Fave and DreamWorld
** Thanks!**
- Added to the Cream of the Crop pool as my personal favorite.
:-:
Know these alleys because my grandmother lived there and here I played with my friends. They have the same noises, the same odors, the same lights at the time and awaken distant memories. Campiglia marittima, that is of the Maremma (in Latin Maritima), a medieval town considered one of the most beautiful villages in Italy, was already inhabited in the Etruscan and Roman times due to the wealth of minerals in the area. The first official document mentioning Campiglia dates back to 1004.
Created for
the Art Week Gallery Group
Globes
Thank you for your kind visit. Have a wonderful and beautiful day! ❤️ ❤️ ❤️
All the way up to 2024!
Without less rain I hope!
Image is taken 10 years ago. A re-post of a lovely winter.
I posted it with a texture, this one is not.
To all my friends: enjoy the last days of 2023 and keep safe, especially with fireworks!
Be well my dear friends and thank you so much
for your friendship during the years and
especially the last years in my life.
Big hugs by me ♥ and a special cuddle by: Beethoven
Also sweet memories of my little red Prince who is playing
over the rainbow: † Alfie