another shot using the same setup with www.flickr.com/photos/achew/3591279883/ ..but diff angle/composition...but the "window" was very visible in this shot..which im not very happy with it..

somehow i also prefer the bokeh circles in the first shot...but well...i couldnt really control which LED light i want it to lit up...so its pretty random...and i was holding my flash and flash from outside of the "window".....so sometimes when the LEDs were nicely lit up..but my flash screw up danbo's lighting =.= ...in the end i kinda give up(hungry >.<)..so choose this shot instead =)

I keep myself busy with the things I do. But everytime I pause, I still think of you... When I miss you, I read our old conversation, smile like an idiot, listen to songs that reminds me of you, then miss you more😘😍 #missingyou #beautiful #friday #indian #boudoir #indiangirl #your #smile #bring #happiness #nastiyaroy #love #you

Seaside, Florida. I wish I could have a place like this by the beach. I could live here forever. Not thinking thoughts that makes my heart sad right now.

Taken by someone else.

Missing You

A very dear friend whose warmth and love has blessed my life.

Miss you in great, big amounts :-)

Explore #210, March 1, 2009

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Aimer un être, c'est accepter de vieillir avec lui (Albert Camus)

It's St. Valentine's Day and I am alone - not so new, not tragic at all, but this is the first year I can complain a bit on-line… so I have to make the best of this moment!

The blue stoneware (factory pottery) heart, rather large and, it's a miracle it didn't get broken when we moved from UK to Switzerland!!! is actually a gift from me to my husband, and it's laying on MY cushion... but you get the idea: It's the thought that counts!

HH called this morning (I think the first time ever when he's away which he is far too often) to wish me a joyful VALENTINE, and reminding me that I have his tulips to gaze over instead of him!! So, all is well, isn't there? Of course, I am biting my nails now thinking of what HE is gazing over - not having anything but maybe a faded wedding photo somewhere in the depths of his laptop case… ;-)

The quote means: To love another being means accepting to get old with him/her

Camus seems to have been a wise man (he was certainly an exceptional writer!). But the Love of my Life is also an exceptional man and (often) a wise one too….

Jemanden zu lieben heisst, zu akzeptieren, dass man zusammen alt wird.

Taken for the Two Word Wednesdays group.

alright, if you must, you can view it here large, on black!

Went on EXPLORE for a moment, and out again... but it's nice to know!!

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Your presence thought me how life should be &

Your absence thought me how life shouldn't be. -Sriram Raghavan .

This is a Snapshot from my shortfilm ,Thanks for visiting

Never forget!!

Today is a day of Memorials in NYC. I wanted to share this icon and touching poem.

"Lady Liberty Cried"

Another bright September day

Another sun-filled sky

She stands her ground with endless pride

As planes above her fly

She looks upon her children

Her loved ones dear to heart

As they go through their normal chores

Some only just to start

But soon the peace was shattered

As men so filled with hate

Soon turned their rage to senseless acts

To meet their horrid fate

First one and then another hit

Impossible to seem

Two other impacts hit elsewhere

As in a horrid dream

Tho some did fight the evil

As heroes they had died

And as the proud twins met their fall

The Lady Liberty cried

© "Amalthea Celebras" K.C. Fahel 11 September 2001

Poem from Journey of Hearts website.

www.journeyofhearts.org/kirstimd/911_poems.htm

It's crazy how much you can miss someone in such a small amount of time.

My world has changed once i meet you ,

I was so comfused, i didnt know what to do.

You make my heart pound fast, I hope we will last.

Kissing you makes me all nervous and scared inside,

Making my heart run fast like a scary roller coaster ride.

Looking at you makes me smile, And not only for a while.

I smile everyday for you, king me love you like a million times two.

My love for you grows everyday, Making me happy in every way.

Baby i love you and missing you.

Went to go visit my good friend Armando today, I miss him so much...

This image is dedicated to. . .

~~those women across the world who may never see their child again.

~~those who may never see their grandchildren again.

~~those who may never meet their grandchildren.

I know these women exist.

For I am one.

~~~~

I have been estranged from my youngest daughter, through no choice of my own, for several years. I have not been allowed to see, or to meet, or even to see pictures of her daughters, my granddaughters. I am not even allowed to know their names. Mother’s Day is not a welcome day for me.

I wrote this poem for my daughter when she was in her late teens, and life for her was turning dark.

~~~

A Butterfly on the Wall - a Mother’s Day Lament

by

Sheree Zielke

I have a butterfly on my wall.

It's made of bits of tissue, construction paper,

Pipe cleaners,

And love.

Its toilet paper tube body has drooped,

Been patched and drooped some more.

It's even fallen off.

But the butterfly on my wall continues

To live.

It has moved from house to house,

Room to room.

Once a little girl took it away entirely,

To punish me.

But I wanted it back

And she gave it back mysteriously.

My butterfly on the wall.

My butterfly on the wall

Has a crooked penciled-on smile and two eyes.

It's forever smiling,

Unlike the little girl who gave it to me.

She smiles less these days,

And her smiles don't go very deep.

Sad smiles of a lost lonely girl.

I love my butterfly on the wall,

But I love the little girl more.

She loved me once, too,

Before she found the world.

Some days, I think all I have

Is a butterfly on the wall.

Where is the little girl who gave it to me?

Lonely butterfly on the wall.

~~~

How do I cope with the icy reality of missing a child?

I drive my car too fast.

I play my music too loud.

I take lots of photographs of beautiful images.

I befriend lots of people.

And I give it all over to the One who created me.

For He truly understands the love a parent can feel for a child.

For a Son.

For a daughter.

For two little granddaughters.

And every so often, when the pain becomes too much to bear,

I wring out my soul in a poem.

Blessings,

Sheree

(Note: Fave and comment, if you wish, but it is absolutely unnecessary. This is not for me; It’s for the others, the ones who have no voice.)

Eh.

I may appear to be free

But I'm just a prisoner of your love

I may seem alright and smile when you leave

But my smiles are just a front

I play it off but I'm dreamin of you

I'll keep my cool but I'm fiendin

I try to say goodbye and I choke

I try to walk away and I stumble

Though I try to hide it it's clear

My world crumbles when you are not near...

I Try, Macy Gray

**Unedited, btw**

I like trying to make some cute cards for Christmas, so needless to say the funny moose from the Missing You set had to make an appearance on a card this year. More details are on my blog stampingandstitching.blogspot.ie/2015/10/happy-christmoos...

Candid shot of the woman in front of me on some flight. Her shoulder caught my attention.

I think I was listening to 'Leaving on a Jet Plane' at the time, most likely in a melancholy mood.

Thinking about a dear friend I use to travel with. A friend that I had a falling out with. Over trivial matters in the big aspects of things. Issues and problems seems small when you look down at the world from thirty thousand feet.

Funny, the things you think about and prospective you have on things when all you have to do is look out the window.

Part of my ongoing Doode-a-day project.

Happy Anniversary, Kraig....until we soar together again. All my love!

Have a wonderful week end, flickr friends.

Our little Hobart crossed over the Rainbow Bridge this morning and met up with her sister Raven & Katie Lynn. We will be together again someday so until then, run free, run fast, and we miss & love you so much!

heaven

is the whole of the heart

and heaven don't tear you apart

there's too many kings

wanna hold you down

and a world at the window

gone underground

there's a hole in the sky

where the sun don't shine

and a clock on the wall

and it counts my time

SARAH MCLACHLAN - "Wintersong"

The lake is frozen over

The trees are white with snow

And all around

Reminders of you

Are everywhere I go

It's late and morning's in no hurry

But sleep won't set me free

I lie awake and try to recall

How your body felt beside me

When silence gets too hard to handle

And the night too long

And this is how I see you

In the snow on Christmas morning

Love and happiness surround you

As you throw your arms up to the sky

I keep this moment by and by

Oh I miss you now, my love

Merry Christmas, merry Christmas,

Merry Christmas, my love

Sense of joy fills the air

And I daydream and I stare

Up at the tree and I see

Your star up there

And this is how I see you

In the snow on Christmas morning

Love and happiness surround you

As you throw your arms up to the sky

I keep this moment by and by

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Mother's Day 2006

My Mother In Memoriam 1925 - 2003.

Clockwise:

1) Last Dance

2) 1960

3) Last Time

4) Last Photograph

This is for my mom. She died 12 years ago today. The other day I was feeling very sad, lonely and was missing her. When I got home my best friend from elementary and middle school posted a ton of photos from our childhood. It brought up some crazy memories and crazy times.

Someone mentioned the name of a man our parents hung out with and said "eeww, thank god we don't have to see him anymore." Then I remembered catching my mom making out with him in our garage. Matter of fact she dated this girl's brother, who was 10 years younger than her. It was this whole secret and scandalous affair because my mom was friends with her mom. Crazy times. Everyone mentioned how much fun my mother was and how much she made them laugh and feel a part of the family.

She loved huge and gaudy jewelry. I put some on, I felt like I was playing dress up. Looking at it now, it's what's in style. She had the necklace made for herself and loved, loved, loved it until the day she died. She always wore it when she dressed up. My mom had a big and loud personality. She needed to be heard and seen. I wish some of that rubbed off on me.

For weeks I've been thinking about all the negative things that this my mom brought into my life and trying to get over my anger and guilt. For today I am over it and simply want to celebrate the crazy ass, wild Eileen Klegerman Siegel Shaywitz! You'll always be in my heart.

EXPLORE 31 - Thank You all!!!

Dear friends all over

I still haven't got ADSL and cannot upload or reply to your mails. But THANKS a bunch!

Yep, the move is over BUT the work isn't!

We are renovating, painting, nailing, sewing, and trying to get to grips with the marvellous garden!

Here a very 'English' greeting, the peonies in England to me were the 'Top' of the most beautiful flowers....

In 'my' new (very old) garden, the peonies have gone from delicate buds to fully flowering beauties in the matter of 2 days - I enjoy them very much!

I miss you all terribly but on the positive side I wouldn't have much time for Flickr anyway..... so it might be a blessing in disguise that my ADSL provider is letting me down in a catastrophic way!

Cheer up, Kiki - Watch this space!

Thanks for not forgetting me :)

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Where ever you are, and this would be the part you remind me it is on the 6th, but of another month... maybe. You're not here to remind me. Anyway if I'm early Happy Early Birthday, if I'm Late Happy Late Birthday. I love you.

I took up a walk up to the reservoir near my village today, it's so beautiful there it used to be my favourite place to go just to get some space to my self. I remember the first time me and Alfie met after speaking online for over 5 years, we went up to the resovoir and layed down in the long grass, the sun was hot beaming down on us, when I layed my head to the side to look at him I could see his face staring back at me through the grass and wild flowers. We didn't even have to speak, we knew what each other where thinking. I knew then that he was the one for me. Since that time over a year ago now I haven't been up there by myself because I knew it would make me lonesome and miss him even more while i'm apart from him.

It was so different when I went there today, the air was cold, the grass was dull and the flowers had died. I guess it's goodbye summer for now. ):

- Will post more later.

PS. What happened to Farah? ):

Sean is back in Canada at the moment and I am a sad, pathetic sack without him.

I actually look forward to going to work which is unusual for me lol

This house feels so empty without him. :(

I love you and miss you so much, Sean Sean xxxx

It had been a few days since i had looked at Flicker when i took this, and my motivation was down, and i was feeling quite emotional, and i realised that i get a lot of inspiration / pleasure / reassurance from posting my 365 on Filcker and that i really appreciate the people that comment / fav / post pics and inspire me.

So to all the people that have looked at, commented on, faved my photos, or have read my comments, and especially to the select few who comment on all my pics and i comment on theirs (you know who you are) and have become friends in a funny way. we've been on this journey together, and i do consider you friends, its funny this virtual friends business........but basically i'm just saying that i love you all and you make me happy (how sentimental.....oh dear)

Thanks everyone

D200, Tripod, Sigma 10-20 SB-600 on camera, paper and heartfelt message.

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Don't ask me what restaurant or cafe this was. It's my secret. ;)

"You have all the answers now..." A heartfelt, touching memorial, I thought - Teddington cemetery, west London.

When the world starts to bring me down,

When nothing seems to be going right,

When all I need is for someone to to tell me that everything's gonna be ok

Yes it's at moments like this that I miss you the most..

I have lost my soul's companion, A life linked with my own; And day by day I miss him more, As I walk through life alone....................Until we soar together again, keep all of my love with you...it always was and will forever be yours. . I love you and miss you.

I don't know where I stand with YOU and I don't know what I mean to YOU. All I know is every time I think of YOU. I want to be with YOU and YOU alone....😍😘...❤️...#nudephotography #boudoirphotography #boudoir #nude #indian #indianboudoir #positiveQuotes #letGoCheating #letGoNegativity #letGoGrantedBehaviour #letGoHurt #letGoDishonesty #letGoSecrets #beHonest #beautifulThoughts #beautifulLife #beinghappy #beingatpeace #happiness #hope #peace #missingyou #beinghonest #portraitphotography #truelove #portaitmood #rnpictures