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Rekindling memories of the last day, 80072 running as 80043 that ran on the fateful last day of the S&D
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Souvenirs gathering dust in the curio cabinet.. As the sun sets one more time, separating us from the days that these represent, it's nice to reflect on them for a moment, and remember the sun in Cozomel, the sand in Navarre, and the surging of the ship through dark waters.
(hair) - KUNI- Lindsay- HUD
KC- ABBY HEELS
CHEEZU. DAILY WOOL BERET: SIDE LEFT
CHEEZU. MARIE OUTFIT RED
Poem from Mal at.. www.bushpoems.com
The Collector
I started out collecting – a message for today
but now I am a bower bird, I’ve changed along the way
I can’t begin to throw it out, just keep it here in store
my shed is like a wonderland - as I keep more and more
The souvenirs that I have kept of places where we’ve stayed
and now I keep most everything that I have ever made
First it was the medals and certificates I’ve gained
then there’s work & references, awards where I have trained
And what about the history of the one’s that passed before
I keep the books and treasures safely stored behind the door
Then there are my heroes with the stories all about
explorers, sports, and feats of war, I really must find out
Slim Dusty and his music. Fed Hollows with his care
wonderful Australians, their stories are all there
Len Beadell - who built the roads to WA. Or bust
I - relive his stories as they fight the heat and dust
Now we’ve got collectors - all appearing on TV
with lots and lots of marvellous things that you will want to see
So when your wife’s complaining, for you to throw it out
just find a spot to store it for it’s valuable no Doubt
Linked from www.seemesigns.com/ by Mal.
Mustang Memories 2012
August 12, 2012
My 2004 40th Anniversary Crimson Red GT Convertible and my daughter's 2005 red Power Wheels GT Convertible. Great show, huge turnout compared to last year with the threat of rain. My rear tires and rev limiter got three great workouts. Thanks to MOCSEM for a great car show.
© 2012 Michael Lavander. All rights reserved.
No usage without written permission.
Sesto san giovanni , 16/08/2011 waiting for memories carrroponte
nella foto waiting for memories
foto:Prandoni francesco
this bench sits facing the river at my sister Irene's house in B.C.......this was made for her by our daddy many many years ago..........
in memory of a loved one who passed
- 07.31.2011 -
Père Lachaise Cemetery
lens info: Arsat 45 with tilt adaptor - f/3.5
* press L to view on black
Unique and amazing gifts, jewelry, home décor and much more.Custom Calligraphy Created by Where Memories are Made. Airdrie, Alberta.
Find us at www.memoriesaremade.ca
I realized a wolf was not inside you...
Cause if you were one
Red-Scrarf could be hurt
when she lost and felt lonely...
Cause path of her life was far away
You held her hand and embraced...
Our dreams had come true
From long distance...
I whisper...
"Where are you, now
my love...?"
When we took a leave
Happy Memories of you
Always hover 'bout me
I realized how much I loved you
When we lost each other
I tried to run away from realistic
that's hurt...
( It's just an extract of long lyric )
Ước mơ có một ngày tự tay đánh 1 bài nhạc bằng piano, hát một bài hát do chính mình sáng tác..., và cùng cất lời ca với những đứa con hay với người đặc biệt nhất của cuộc đời mình... Liệu điều đó có quá khó không (~^_^~)....? [ I don't think so if you sharpen an iron rod, in the end you get a needle ]
My mom has started including old photos in cards she sends and my collection keeps growing. I need to scan them so I can have them digitized, just in case. It never ceases to amaze me how many memories a photograph can bring back.
Taken in early October 2001 with a Yashica OM10 on 200 speed color film, scanned, and converted to b&w in 2011.
"On the morning of September 11, 2001 I was on my way to a class...."
Precious memories, unseen angels
Sent from somewhere to my soul
How they linger, ever near me
And the sacred scenes unfold.
Precious memories, how they linger
How they ever flood my soul
In the stillness of the midnight
Precious, sacred scenes unfold.
Precious father, loving mother
Fly across the lonely years
And old home scenes of my childhood
In fond memory appear.
In the stillness of the midnight
Echoes from the past I hear
Old-time singing, gladness bringing
From that lovely land somewhere.
I remember mother praying
Father, too, on bended knee
Sun is sinking, shadows falling
But their prayers still follow me.
As I travel on life's pathway
Know not what the years may hold
As I ponder, hope grows fonder
Precious memories flood my soul.
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Weiner Christkindlmarkt 1992, in front of City Hall.
Lovely Christmas memories of visiting our daughter Jane who was living in Vienna. A wonderful place all year round but magical at Christmas!
19 years of memories past, and only so many more to go
Time flies by fast and like mad. But I love going through old photos. It's relaxing to sit and just laugh at the random memories created and saved by evidence, aha.
Taken yesterday, edited this morning. The colour here doesn't do the photo justice. Meh. 2 exams to go, then freedom :) And finally, more experimentation. :D
Many exciting shoots on the way, stay tuned. I promise to be back after Wednesday (last exam).
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Just another flower to embellish the back side of the squished tube. The slots at the bottom are used to tighten the brass sheet.