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In memory of my best friend, David Fletcher www.flickr.com/photos/crocrocphotos/ . I'm sure the view from heaven is much better than anything we could ever imagine hear on earth. For those who might not know. Crocrocphoto passed away this past Sunday Aug 9, 2015. He had been battling CLL (Chronic lymphocytic leukemia) for a while now. He love photography, admiring others and sharing his photo's here on flickr. He will be greatly missed...
Olympus M-1 ZUIKO21mm/f3.5 TriX ASA800 コニド－ルスーパー1：1
白黒未変換
対岸の船着き場です
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I found some old treasures in a little store in Brunswick, Maine! The place was filled with friendly people and items from my past...such a fun memory!
it's been a while since we've had big blue skies. Today's forecast is for heavy rain possibly turning to sleet later . . .and my central heating system is making whining noises like it's about to break down . . .
Backup update: I bought a second external drive - 3 terabytes - just for my Pictures folder, which apart from all my photos, also holds the Lightroom catalogues, an absolutely essential part of the LR system.. So I will use the first external drive just for Time Machine backups of my MacBook Pro.
Olympus OM-2 ZUIKO28mm/f3.5 NEOPAN-SS ASA100 コニドールファイン1：1
大阪西区川口町・川沿いの倉庫群等も大阪らしさだと思うのだがここも雰囲気が変わってしまった・この近くにも富島渡船場があったのだが今はない・・・
I've been keeping a diary for as long as I can remember.
When I was little, the little joys and worries were written into it and when I was big the joys and worries got bigger too.
But the book always had an ear for me and that was often comforting.
I sometimes look into old diaries and remember many things and people in my life, that I had already forgotten.
HSoS !!!
Pic taken at Kylie's Trace
Memories of times gone by, when children laughed and ran in the schoolyard, where life existed ....
When I was working with this photograph, I found a way to elongate the image. Suddenly I was reminded of one of the movie theaters of my youth. My parents and I would travel to the larger town nearby to watch films called Cinerama films. Cinerama was a widescreen process that originally projected images simultaneously from three synchronized 35 mm projectors onto a huge, deeply curved screen. Attending these special films was a big event way back in the 1950's. Here's a link if you're interested in the history of this process.
Taken @ Soul2Soul
Take a picture of our past there in that ashtray
We had our fun, I used to light your flame
Like the dancing smoke that rose we tried to find our way
No one told me, she told me
Your love's like one last cigarette, last cigarette
I will savor it, the last cigarette
Take it in and hold your breath
Hope it never ends but when it's gone, it's gone
The last cigarette
Just to breathe reminds me of what used to be
The smoke's the ghost that keeps you close when I can't sleep
Don't ask the past to last, it's about to change
The memories don't answer when I call your name
No one told me, she told me
Your love's like one last cigarette, last cigarette
I will savor it, the last cigarette
Take it in and hold your breath
Hope it never ends but when it's gone, it's gone
One last cigarette, last cigarette
One I can't forget, the last cigarette
Right there at my fingertips
Got your taste still on my lips, right or wrong
You're still gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
On the wings of a White-winged Dove! Actually the lyrics of the old Ferlin Husky song referred to a Snow White Dove. This nest building dove brought back memories of that great music.
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.