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my son standing in the graveyard..he was with me when mom died...actually every moment he had he was by her bedside..talking with her about all the good memories..it is such a wonderful memory in my mind how he insisted being there for her and with her..till the end..
A Panorama of Shanghai Pudong from the Bund. The rain and clouds hide the tallest buildings from view.
Red Fox in Algonquin Provincial Park
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Created for dA Users Gallery Challenge #76 – Abandoned
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Moon - Petr Kratochvil
Smoke Brush - Photoshop Tutorials
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Could go missing here at any point… manly thousands flocked to Manly to soak up the heat.
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I hope this gorgeous Petunia blossom brings some sunshine into your day! Do something nice for yourselves, you're all worth it my friends!
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Das Leben ist nur ein Traum,
wenn man aufhört zu träumen,
hört man auch auf zu leben.
Ein einsamer Junge sitzt auf einer Sandbank.
Es schaut ein bisschen aus als wäre er dort verloren gegangen und jenseits aller Zivilisation, aber der Eindruck täuscht. Es ist nicht weit zum Strand. Einfach paradiesisch!
Aufgenommen in Kenia, von einem Boot aus.
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Life is just a dream,
if we stop with dreaming,
then at the same time
we stop to live.
A lonely boy is sitting on a sandbank. It looks like that he is far away from civilization but that is not right. It is not far away from the beach.
Just paradise!
Photographed in Kenya.
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My name there is "alles-schlumpf".
We have permanent daylight these days, so we can't see Earth surface when night on Earth. Missing orbital sunrises!
Credit: ESA/NASA
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There is a void in the world. And what is missing? When do I feel
that something is missing for me?
Only when the moon is full?
Can I feel a lack for something that never was?
From my perspective, I can experience a lack – only for something that was
and is no more.
And now there is a void in the world, and the lack is significant.
And no one can understand the lack of the other.
The same feeling that is personal to each one.
And all that remains for us
is to embrace the sorrow.
Manquant...
Il y a un vide dans le monde. Et qu'est-ce qui manque ? Quand est-ce que je ressens
qu'il me manque quelque chose ?
Seulement quand la lune est pleine ?
Puis-je ressentir un manque pour quelque chose qui n'a jamais existé ?
De mon point de vue, je peux ressentir un manque – seulement pour quelque chose qui était
et n'est plus.
Et maintenant il y a un vide dans le monde, et le manque est significatif.
Et personne ne peut comprendre le manque de l'autre.
Le même sentiment qui est personnel à chacun.
Et tout ce qui nous reste
c'est d'étreindre la tristesse.
Meanwhile back at trawling through the archives, somewhere in Penge I think, something missing (probably the focus) my ever so slightly temperamental Spotmatic.
Pentax Spotmatic | Super Takumar 50/1.4 | Ilford Pan F 50 | Rodinal (1+25)
But still cruising and getting around fine. I'd much rather have them missing a leg or having a chunk taken out of their shell (like a different one I saw) than the massive tumors that were covering a large number of green sea turtles about 5 years ago. Happy to say on my last two trips to Maui I did not see a single turtle with those tumors!
Former 'Thameslink' Class 319 units 319372 and 319373 are seen leaving their old stomping grounds behind as 47815 hauls them to Long Marston for storage.
Having been signal checked before Narborough Station the 'Spoon' opened up nicely through the crossing
I take so many photos that I don't ever add here. I sometimes look back on them and think oh could have done this better or that better here's an example... False nails I need to do so much more but it's quite tough actually doing anything in them.
:-)x
Abstract simplicity of a random observation during a recent morning out with the family. The nails in the wall are actually used with wire to hold up plants and climbers.
Detail at the “Granville Street Gallery” behind the Sheffield train station, South Yorkshire (England, UK).
Evanescense - Missing
Play It Loud!!
Please, please forgive me,
But I won't be home again.
Maybe someday you'll look up,
And, barely conscious, you'll say to no one:
"Isn't something missing?"
You won't cry for my absence, I know
You forgot me long ago.
Am I that unimportant?
Am I so insignificant?
Isn't something missing?
Isn't someone missing me?
Even though I'm the sacrifice,
You won't try for me, not now.
Though I'd die to know you love me,
I'm all alone.
Isn't someone missing me?
Please, please forgive me,
But I won't be home again.
I know what you do to yourself,
I breathe deep and cry out:
"Isn't something missing?"
"Isn't someone missing me?"
Even though I'm the sacrifice,
You won't try for me, not now.
Though I'd die to know you love me,
I'm all alone.
Isn't someone missing me?
And if I bleed, I'll bleed,
Knowing you don't care.
And if I sleep just to dream of you
I'll wake without you there,
Isn't something missing?
Isn't something...
Even though I'm the sacrifice,
You won't try for me, not now.
Though I'd die to know you love me,
I'm all alone.
Isn't something missing?
Isn't someone missing me?