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Block of 1024 bits of ferrite core memory from MIT's Whirlwind 1 computer (circa 1953).
In this case, they were almost gone. I really couldn't make out much in this photo. I could tell it was me and my mother, but nothing else, really, so it had my curiosity piqued and I just had to turn it into something!
Most people would just send a photo like this into the round file. These are the ones that I practice on, to hone my art, and to salvage memories. Though most of the details have been lost, the smiles were evident, and I wanted to save that.
My mother's life was a hard one. She didn't often have happy moments much after I was born. In the next year and a half, her own mother would die of cancer, and her husband would begin seeing another woman. I was a sickly kid, too, with most every cold turning into bronchitis that became nearly chronic, so she would be caring for a mother with cancer in one room, and a toddler with serious bronchial infections in another. Seeing Mom smile at any point in time was something worth saving, and knowing that she was looking at me when it happened is just priceless. I'm afraid I made her life a lot harder than I did bring her joy. It's nice to know it wasn't always that way.
i have a cold, so i'm not spending as much time on my photos as i should.
anyway, my camera ate my memory card, and i had another broken one lying around, so i figured i'd just shoot them and get it over with. :)
Memories of warmer days, in this case. It's been on the cold side, in the single digits since the recent storm of last week. It's common, we always seem to get a cold spell after a storm, people rush to get the snow cleared, and get back indoors. Didn't work out quite as well as expected around town with the street clearing, the cold came and got the best of us, hardened ice patches a couple of inches thick, with bare spots in between. Ice covered washboard roads, and people driving real slowly, it's almost eerie to see, and with the cold temps, to hear the tires of vehicles squeak as they move along.
This photo to brighten up those thoughts, warm and inviting, lazy days gone by.
Daylight, see the dew on the sunflower
And a rose that is fading
Roses wither away
Like the sunflower I yearn to turn my face to the dawn
I am waiting for the day
Now Old Deuteronomy, just before dawn
Through a silence you feel you could cut with a knife
Announces the cat who can now be reborn
And come back to a different jellicle life
Memory, turn your face to the moonlight
Let your memory lead you
Open up, enter in
If you find there the meaning of what happiness is
Then a new life will begin
Memory, all alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again
Burnt out ends of smokey days
The stale cold smell of morning
The streetlamp dies, another night is over
Another day is dawning
Daylight, I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I mustn't give in
When the dawn comes tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin
Sunlight, through the trees in the summer
Endless masquerading
Like a flower as the dawn is breaking
The memory is fading
Touch me, it's so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory
Of my days in the sun
If you touch me you'll understand what happiness is
Look, a new day has begun
Does anyone ever get that feeling when you listen to a song and you remember random memories linked to it, like everytime? I always remember going to Bournemouth when I hear Train's 'Save me, San Francisco' album and remember a random trip to Ikea when I hear 'Half of my Heart' or 'Who Says' by John Mayer. I find it really weird, but super cool. :-)
Sometimes I like to look into the past, to the beautiful memories, and think, that time passes fast, but the beautiful things, remain forever. Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ
(My brother & Me)
To show the use of the multimemory plugin in Munin to monitor easily memory leak. As this Perl services was processing around 5000 DNS answers per second, I finally figured out that the the issue was coming from a specific Perl module use (Date::Manip). That's another good reason to extend munin to match your needs.
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This memory jug was made by my aunt Jane. Read more about it here: www.weareheavyduty.com/2009/08/09/jane-sigler-burckard-me...
The old days of trains... as seen at the Severn Valley Railway. This picture was taken from the museum at Kidderminster station on the SVR. Here there is a collection of old telephones. The locomotive through the window is Southern pacific 34027 "Taw Valley". The engine had just pulled in with the 12.25 from Bridgnorth on Wednesday August 17th 2016 and was waiting to shunt round to the other end of the train for the return service.
[She is Holiday Memories Barbie #14106 from 1995]
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“We do not remember days, we remember moments. The richness of life lies in memories we have forgotten.”
Cesare Pavese
"The best thing about memories is making them" So true!!! I took this piccy on a recent photo shoot! It was above the the exit of a doorway! I love it!
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10 years have passed since the very first Neo Blythe was released in Japan.
Over the years, we have released more than 170 Blythe and shared many happy memories with people all over the world. We like to thank everyone for your love and support for Blythe throughout the years! To celebrate her 10th anniversary, we are happy to announce this year's anniversary doll "10 Happy Memories".
today is june 26, 2010. the moon is full, and lovely as ever. memories are lurking.
there was also a partial eclipse of the moon today, which is part of the reason i chose this particular photograph (i wonder if anyone caught my puns).
memory: #003
day of photograph: 06.28.09 (near exactly one year to this day, oddly enough)
i remember this very well. not that day, particularly, but this moment. i was on the second floor of my old home (my family still lives in the house, though i’ve moved away since). the once harsh white narrow walls had subdued to a lived-in gray. nobody else was upstairs--except our cat, patchouli. only one of the two hallway light-bulbs was functioning. and i hated that light. it was the most god-awful shade of florescent blue. i had my great-grandfather’s bowler hat, a white wire hanger (stretched), a green apple with a nasty bruise, and a sunburn from laying out earlier in the day. i used to eat apples all the time. for lunch i would have an apple and an apple-cinnamon ricecake (sometimes with a bit of peanut butter). however, that was my last apple and since it had that bruise, i did not find it so appetizing. i despise wasting things, though. so first i was going to cut it up and give it to our parrot. but then it reminded me of magritte—the green apple, that is. so I decided I would attempt to vibe my 365 photograph of that day after him. i grabbed my great-grandfather’s bowler hat, slid the hanger through the apple’s bruise and dangled it from the attic string. Our cat happened to love this idea very much and spent the entirety of the time that I was trying to take a photograph eyeballing said suspended apple.
Project Title: Distribution of Solar Lanterns for Village Village Abdul Hakeem Shah, THATTA.
Date Completed: Feb/ 02/2021
Donor: Lodhie Foundation
Implementing Partner: Mr. Ammer Shah In Loving Memory Of Janat BiBi Shah.
Project Manager/Coordinator: Abdul Samad
Project Locations
The Lodhie Foundation initiative brings a “First Ray of Light” to the rural and poor communities and backward areas of Pakistan. Since 2003, this philanthropic initiative has continued to achieve his goal to bring the poorest people of Pakistan opportunities for socio-economic development. The program has been building momentum and successful results since its beginning. The key element is the distribution and maintenance of solar LED lighting systems through the guidance and management of Pervaiz Lodhie Founder Trustee of Lodhie Foundation located in Karachi, Pakistan
Ever since introducing a noble cause of distribution of SOLAR LANTERN ( ROSHNI ) to the needy and poor villagers and families of rural areas in Pakistan under the Donation of Mr. Ammer Shah In loving Memory of Janat BiBi Shah (Mother of Ammer Shah), a team Lodhie Foundation was assigned to visit the Village of Thatta Region to observe and witness the distribution of Solar Lantern ROSHNI to the most needy Village of Village Abdul Hakeem Shah, located near Keenjhar Lake, District Thatta #Sindhof district badin Sindh Region .
As a gesture of goodwill Mr. Ammer Shah Donor of Lodhie Foundation offered a gift of 30 solar powered LED lights to the Village Abdul Hakeem Shah, located near Keenjhar Lake, District Thatta ,Sindh.
Benefits
·Freedom from Darkness — The sunlight fades as early as 6 p.m, leaving the villagers in complete darkness. With solar lantern lighting, they have about an additional five hours of light to add to each day.
·Freedom from Illiteracy — More hours of light means more hours for children to study and get a better education, which is crucial to improving their social-economic future.
·Freedom from Poverty — With solar LED lanterns, the villagers no longer have to pay for expensive kerosene lanterns. Also, with more hours of light, the men and women have additional hours to work, which means more income for each household.
·Freedom from Hunger — More income means more money to better feed each member of the family; a daily concern for villagers.
·Freedom from Disease — Kerosene lanterns give off toxic and dangerous fumes; solar LED lanterns do not. LED lanterns also provide extra visibility, which helps against nighttime hazards.
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Ali & Wendy couple shoot
Singapore, November 2011
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Holga 120N, Lomography Redscale XR 50-200, double exposure. 22 July 2011. SOOC.
Memory, by Daniel Chester French, 1919. Metropolitan Museum of Art, NYC.
This was a restaurant from my misspent youth. It's perched on the edge of Edmonton’s river valley. It was called ‘Vi’s For Pies’ once, I think, then it must have changed hands. It's now up for demolition. It was a go-to when I was dating in university, back in the Paleolithic era, before the internet.
Pies and a view… how could you go wrong with that combo? I remember warm (warmish…this is Edmonton) summer nights in that place. The smell of poplars, perfume and baked crusts. Synth music. Memory is weird….