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Missing Front Parts.
My neighbor was away, so I snuck into the weeds beyond his backyard to take some shots of his rusting "project" lying on mouldering blocks. I don't feel guilty, because his stupid cat is always waking me up yowling under my window on my side of the property line. Ah, country living.
Pinky-Pro for the first time in his entire career lost his confidence and turned green.
His little "heart" was hanging by a thread, he couldn`t believe his eyes...
Розовый-Про впервые в своей Про-карьере потерял самообладание и позеленел.. (не путать с загаром) Его маленькое "сердечко" висело на волоске.. Он не мог поверить своим глазам..
I miss him so much that it hurts.
It’s only 1 month since daddy left us, but it feels like he has been gone for a year. I think about daddy every day, all the fun moments we had. I don’t know why daddy is gone, mom says it’s complicated and when daddy calls me we don’t talk about it. I can’t remember exactly where he is, but I know it’s 15.000 miles from here. I can’t wait to see him again and give him a big hug, but I have to wait for long time. When I’m crying mommy says that daddy will be home soon and everything is okay. But I don’t believe her. There are a lot of people who think that my dad can be evil sometimes, but that’s because he’s in pain. Mommy has told me a lot of times that daddy’s leg really hurts. I just think my daddy is cool. Because every time I fall and hurt my leg I start cry, but I have never seen daddy cry. Last time I saw daddy was in the airport, he gave me a hug and promised that he would come back. I’ve never cried that much before. Now I just hope that daddy will come home soon. The best thing about daddy is that he’s funny. He can always make me laugh and forget about the troubles. I hope I can go visit him soon… It’s hard to think that there’s 5 months left. Because I miss him so much that it hurts.
Another look at the large piece of boardwalk that is still missing from Weirs Beach following the summer 2008 washout.
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My son went off to 8th grade today and I am really missing him. In the morning we have sat on our swing and talked. It is so different talking to him right now. We have real conversations.
He is feeling like a king today - big man at school.
This year we have AP Algebra and a girlfriend, and in about two hours they will both be at my kitchen table (the girlfriend and the Algebra books!) I am actually looking forward to this year.
USMC Air Group 21 Missing Man flyover during the 2003 Memorial Day Ceremony. Photo: Bradford Baker #WWIIValorNPS #USSArizona
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Hopefully someone here will read this and know of it's whereabouts.. hope he/she is ok... fingers crossed for a successful outcome.
What happened to the electronic signs? They are gone on both sides but they were there a week prior.
El balcón desde el que llamaba a casa. Un día en que solo estaba conmigo y quería volver.
El ruido es intencional :P
@ Explore: #212, 12 Agosto 2007, gracias!
Last cuddled and loved on 31st October 2004
Photo taken - too long ago
Space in my life - huge
Rememberance - every day
usually I prefer to play solo guitar instrumentals like the gypsy guitarists do - but yesterday as I heard ODETTA died: I went back to my roots and sang a whole day long ODETTA's lyrics - she's free now, and if you copy her songs, you maybe feel free too for a while; sorry to say: the gypsy jazz scene in Europe misses singers completely...
Meadow is really upset today cause her frog tank has broke....so little miss frog decided to go on a adventure in the house....(good thing its not real...don't tell Meadow that) :)
Brianna Ballout was 2 when she was abducted by her non-custodial father, Samir Ali Ballout in 1996. www.charleyproject.org/cases/b/ballout_brianna.html
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At the urging of my daughter, I finally have gone back to look at the photos I took in Tobago in 2008/2009, our first trip back after Gord's death. The Beez has been complaining about my backlog of photo processing and indeed she has a point. Here is the first of the shots that the kids have not seen from 2 years ago. The claim of course is that they haven't seen photos from 3 years ago and since. LOL. Oh how I miss Castara and the rest of Tobago.