Olympus XA2 on Ultramax 400.

Los Angeles, California

moonlight sonata

the atlas march (cloud atlas sextet)

rhapsody, paganini

alternative photo in the comments.

this, only larger

Upon learning that I wasn't mad, a friend of mine told me it takes more courage to be hurt than to be angry. I guess that makes me sort of courageous? I don't feel like I am though, I feel stupid... and naive.

Ultimately, I feel kind of empty because I've lost such an important person in my life.

Update: New development... now I'm fucking angry.

Song of the Day - St. Vincent - Black Rainbow

(If you have any sense, you'll watch this video and you WILL LIKE IT. It's amazing. I think I've listened to it about 37 times today)

I absolutely miss my grandpa. It's 12:30 in the morning and i can't sleep. I just got down from watching a documentary about the second world war in my cousin's room.

I suddenly remembered my Pang. It was his birthday last Sunday but we couldn't go to the cemetery because the storm was awful and inconsiderate. We went this afternoon though even if it was raining cats and dogs because the storm hasn't left yet.

As a day old late present, i am dedicating this photo to my grandfather whom i deeply love so much. This is me and was taken by my cousin when we just got home from the funeral a month ago and a photo of my grandpa during mother's day i framed using PS in the tv.

This song just made me miss him more and broke down in tears while reading:

OH, MY PA-PA

Eddie Fisher

Deep in my heart I miss him so today.

"There's an empty space in my heart, just your size. I miss you."

Our Daily Challenge "Space"

156/365

When I read what today's challenge was, I thought maybe a shot of the lake (again), the sky, the moon, not my messy livingroom, etc. Then I happened to remember this framed greeting card that I have on my wall. I had it matted and framed in honor of my much loved little Jack Russell Terrier, Milo, who had the worst case of separation anxiety I ever saw. He would bark frantically while I was gone, wait anxiously by the door or window for my return, and then never leave my side - poor little dude. Now that he is gone, I think of him and miss him every day - sort of my own version of separation anxiety. It's amazing how strong of a bond that can develop between man and dog. It's a shame that they can only stay with us a short while.

Art: Vera the Mouse by Marjalein Bastin ~ Hallmark Cards, Inc.

Setup: To avoid reflections on the glass I black gaffa taped all white parts of the camera/flash; taped black fabric onto the wall of the closet behind me, and wore black clothing, gloves and a hooded mask (looked like a ninja;). Lighting was dim tungsten from ceiling, and SB-600 flash TTL @ 50mm zoom bounced off beige colored wall camera right. ISO 400, Exp 1/60, f/3.2.

Day 126 - May 6, 2010

Got home past midnight today and after a quick meal dozed off hoping a power nap would get me all energized for some extra work. But the opposite happened, my body sucked me into slumber with only the nagging need to take/post a photo fighting the battle to wake up.

I eventually did get up past three in the morning and saw this random screen saver with tiles from various album covers from my iTunes library. For me it represents the movies, tv shows, podcasts, books, games and other forms of relaxing activities I've set aside basically because I don't have time for them right now.

In two weeks maybe, after this whole coverage is over I can get back to the grind. I miss all of you as well, I occassionally see your photos on Fluidr and just want to visit all your streams, I miss it terribly, but I really need to prioritize right now. Hope you are all doing well.

Cheers!

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I can live without you

But without you i'll be miserable at best.

Today would have been my father's 86th birthday but sadly he passed away on Boxing day last year. I miss him so much! He was one of my best friends, & the best father ever! I would often bring him a bouquet of these "Fire Chief" roses from my front garden. I remember one time surprising him with a bouquet of 23 of these roses all on one thick stem!!! These roses are for you dad, to let you know I miss & love you forever & a day, & thank you for all the roses you picked from your garden for me.

Its been quite sometime that I have been away from my family. Finally my assignment is coming to an end and hopefully in next few days I will be going back to my native place and meet everyone. I am soo excited!

This one is dedicated to all the guys like me who are away from their families and miss them dearly...

I don't think you like it when I say I miss you....

أقـــول فـــي نـفـسـي وأنـــا أعـايــد الـنــاس

مـتــى بـشـوفــك تـكـمــل أفــــراح عــيــدي

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“At sunrise everything is luminous but not clear. It is those we live with and love and should know who elude us. You can love completely without complete understanding. - A River Runs Through it”

Norman Maclean quotes

Missing a part of 'n'

(Inspired by www.flickr.com/photos/fogk/382375974/)

Explored! :)

If the sun refused to shine, I would still be loving you.

When mountains crumble to the sea, there will still be you and me.

Little drops of rain whisper of the pain, tears of loves lost in the days gone by.

My love is strong, with you there is no wrong,

together we shall go until we die. My, my, my.

An inspiration is what you are to me, inspiration, look... see.

And so today, my world it smiles, your hand in mine, we walk the miles,

Thanks to you it will be done, for you to me are the only one.

Happiness, no more be sad, happiness....I'm glad.

If the sun refused to shine, I would still be loving you.

When mountains crumble to the sea, there will still be you and me.

-Led Zeppelin

Photograph taken at an altitude of Ten metres, at 17:50pm on Wednesday 5th June 2013 overlooking the golden sands of Minnis Bay, in Birchington On Sea, North East Kent, England

It lies on the coast facing the North Sea, east of the Thames Estuary between the seaside resorts of Herne Bay and Margate

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Nikon D800 56mm 1/2500s f/2.8 iso100 RAW (14 bit) Handheld. AF-S Single point focus. Manual exposure. Matrix metering. Auto white balance.

Nikkor AF-S 24-70mm f/2.8G ED IF VRII. Jessops 77mm UV filter. Nikon MB-D12 battery grip. Two Nikon EN-EL batteries. My memory 32GB class 10 20MB/s SDHC. Nikon DK-17M Magnifying Eyepiece. Nikon DK-19 soft rubber eyecup. Lowepro Transporter camera strap. Lowepro Vertex 200 AW camera bag. Nikon MC-DC2 remote shutter release. Nikon GP-1 gps unit.

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LATITUDE: N 51d 22m 39.19s

LONGITUDE: E 1d 16m 40.61s

ALTITUDE: 10.0m

RAW (FINE) FILE: 103.00MB

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A little 3 inch square one layer card I made using the moose from the Missing You set and a heart from the Celebrate Everyday set. More details are on my blog stampingandstitching.blogspot.ie/2014/07/love-tangle.html

"You're gone from here

And soon you will disappear

Fading into beautiful light

Cause everybody's changing

And I don't feel right.."

-Everybody's changing / Keane

At the age of 11, Poodlemomma's Clifford passed away February 14, 2009. He and Blaze were good buddies.

I have the strangest looking ears.

we're both online and it's 6am

i'm trying to type a hello to you

my panda eyes take a blur

and i'm back in my bed

whispering goodnight to you.

please break the distance soon.

Feb 2011

"In this cold night we stand untouched, searching, shining in the space of eternal peace for the world to see the one."

Strobist info:

SB900 1/2CTO Gel camera right, shoot through umbrella using iTTL, triggered via Nikon CLS

85mm 1/100, f1.8 ISO 400

Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam

Es como escribir la ùltima historia... es como curar aquellas heridas... es como empezar una nueva vida

Digging through some shots from last week and forgot about this one....love who is reflecting in the glass.

Anali

Visitation stone

♫..........If you go away..........♫

If you go away on this summer day

Then you might as well take the sun away

All the birds that flew in the summer sky

And our love was new and our hearts were high

When the day was young and the night was long

And the moon stood still for the night bird song

If you go away, if you go away, if you go away

But if you stay I'll make you a day

Like no day has ever been or will be again

We'll sail on the sun we'll ride on the rain

We'll talk to the trees and worship the wind

But if you go I'll understand

Leave me just enough love to fill up my hand

If you go away, if you go away, if you go away

If you go away yes I know you must

There'll be nothing left in the world to trust

Just an empty room full of empty space

Like the empty look I see on your face

Can I tell you now as you turn to go

I'll be dying slowly till your next hello

If you go away, if you go away, if you go away

But if you stay I'll make you a night

Like no night has ever been or will be again

I'll sail on your smile I'll ride on your touch

I'll talk to your eyes that I love so much

But if you go I won't cry

For the good has gone from the world goodbye

If you go away, if you go away,

If you go away, if you go away...

My Maddie dog had a blanket that she used to snuggle with that I've held on to and I hug when the missing her gets too strong. Kitty Bones didn't have anything like that, but I did hang on to her mice that she used to play with. I've put the other two up on the shelf, but I can't quite put this one up yet. I touch it every day, since I can no longer touch my fur baby.

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I miss you.

I always knew that when this time came, that I would miss you, but I didn’t realize the empty place you would leave behind when you left. You were my first baby, with me the longest…I loved on you for 16 years. Thank you for every purr, leg thump, scratch, yell and love that you gave to me.

I remember the night you came home. You sat, a tiny puff of fur, on the street behind my apartment. You were one baby of a litter of kittens that had been born under my bedroom window and subsequently moved a few weeks later. When the car stopped and I opened my door, you didn’t run away. You ran to me, let me pick you up and never once struggled. I brought you inside and you fell asleep on your back, sprawled out in the middle of the sofa. Home. And you had chosen your human….

You followed me everywhere, even until your last days, wherever I was, you were never too far away. After you had gained enough weight to be spayed, I was ‘bedridden’ along with you because you would struggle to walk to wherever I was. So I just sat with you, loved on you and waited for you to heal.

You were never quiet, were always opinionated and loved to play. You almost got me in trouble at the first apartment. They didn’t know I had you and you decided to remove a section of carpet between the hall and bedroom. I spent a couple hours that night gluing little pieces of carpet back in place so I wouldn’t lose my deposit.

I remember how you used to carry your furry toy ball around, the one covered in fabric. It barely fit in your mouth, but you’d pick it up and would play fetch with it. I remember how you used to attack door jambs. You would sit at the base of the doorway, ears back with that crazy look in your eyes, and you would jump straight up in the air. You’d dig your claws into the jamb as you slid back down to the ground, the entire time staring right at me. I lost some of my deposit at my condo for that. You used to hide under the kitchen table, and would attack my legs, especially if I wore those black pants that flowed a lot at the bottom. We’d play tag that way. You would stalk me, and then I would stalk you back. Eventually, I’d grab your face while you were on your back and you’d kick your back legs against my arm. Then you would jump up and run away and we’d start the game all over again.

You didn’t play so much this last year. Your furry mice, the ones missing tails and eyes and fur from years of play, still sit as reminders to me of all the time we spent playing together. There are 3 that I kept, and they show the progression of years, each one played with a little less as you slept more and gave up the games in your old age.

I remember the first time when you got sick. That morning was terrible. You didn’t come look for me when I woke up like you normally did, so I went looking for you. And you were scared and started crying for me as soon as you heard me come into the room. Your poor little head was spinning in circles. I immediately drove you to the emergency vet, and waited for the worst news as all of the tests were run. They told me that there were 4 possibilities, and only 1 meant you had a chance. The other 3… it would have been time to say goodbye all those years ago. Amazingly, it was the 1: Toxoplasmosis. And so began a 3 month journey of daily antibiotics, liquefied Dramamine, and hand feeding you water and food. I will never forget the moment when you rested your sweet little head in my hand and fell asleep for what was probably the first time in a couple days. I just laid there, on the hard tile floor, cradling your head in my hand to help keep it from spinning, and loved on you and waited for you to heal.

Against the odds you made a full recovery! You walked a little bit crooked for about a year, but God gave you 6 more healthy years with me.

I remember how you loved sitting in the niche in the kitchen at the old house. Every morning, since you were a kitten, we would share a tiny bit of milk together (until you became a traitor and shared milk with my One instead), and that niche was your spot. You’d sit and wait there for me to bring it to you. I will miss that, sharing our milk together. And there are so many other things I will miss too…

I will miss how you would warn me about the shower, about the dangerous and deadly water that was sure to do me harm. And I will miss how after my showers you would lick the water off my feet then try your hardest to rub against my wet legs.

I will miss how at night, you would so gingerly jump on the bed that I’d barely notice, except for just being aware of your presence. You wanted to be near me as much as I wanted you there too.

I will miss in the mornings how I had to hide from you that I was actually awake, or you’d start yelling and wouldn’t leave me alone until I followed you to the kitchen.

I will miss how any time I was in the kitchen, you thought you were getting something, which meant you probably were.

I will miss sharing cheese with you. I used to share it with Maddie, but after she was gone, you suddenly liked cheese…

I will miss faking you out that I gave you fresh water, since I had just given you fresh water an hour ago. You were so weird about that.

I will miss you sitting and staring at me… freaky, intense staring, usually from around the corner of the sofa.

I will miss how you’d tail whip me, usually in the face, while you acted like you neither noticed or cared.

I will miss how you would snuggle, and lay on my stomach while we both slept and my One played video games.

I will miss how you had your “safe” chair and how our blankets were really your blankets.

I will miss getting ready in the mornings with you. You’d be in the bathroom with me, bumping my legs or waiting on the stairs for me to follow you downstairs.

I will miss how you used to peel out running up and down the stairs, even up to your last week with me.

I will miss how silly you looked when you’d get your summer haircut. Even shaving you, you still were the hairball queen. You always looked so little after the heaps of fur were gone. And I will miss how angry you looked afterwards, fervently cleaning yourself and glaring at me…

I will miss how you waited until the quietest possible moment when I was napping or trying to sleep to clean yourself….loudly.

I will miss how if you were in the bathroom when I was, you’d rub against my legs and want to be pet… and how this would freak out guests if they mistakenly used the bathroom without kicking you out.

I will miss how you interacted with my One, how you so happily spent hours in his lap, making his legs and feet fall asleep.

I will miss giving you forced loves, holding you in that awkward, stiff bodied position, then trying to set you down without getting mauled.

I will miss playing with you… on the bed, the way you’d stalk my hand under the sheet… with your furry mice and all of your goalie moves.

I will miss the sound you made when you jumped off anything; the sofa, the bed… a mighty “unnngh” as if you weighed a thousand pounds.

I will miss talking with you through the door when I got home, and I will miss how you would stand in my way when I tried to come inside.

I will miss the way you would dramatically fall down, complete with sound effects, and wait to be pet. And I will miss the way when I pet your belly that you got super flat, and chirped and purred.

I will miss the way you would flirt with your own reflection out the back door and chirp at it.

I will miss the way you loved to find a sunny spot and sun bathe.

I will miss that no matter what I wore, light or dark, your fur could be seen on it, my black and white kitty.

I will miss that when I ate fish or turkey, you were right there to let me know you liked to eat those too….and if I ignored you, then you would tap me with your paw to remind me that you were there.

I miss how when Maddie was alive, how you always slept near each other, and how after she passed you became my shadow in her stead. You knew I needed you more than ever, and you loved on me and waited for me to heal.

I will miss your sexy kitty dance, the way you’d shake your tail when you wanted something and you would make all kinds of chirps and purrs to go along with it.

I will miss your yelling. It was the times when you were too sick to yell, that made me appreciate that obnoxious and wonderful sound.

I will miss the way you slept, the way you hugged your own furry tail or twisted your head upside down.

I will miss your loaf-kitty position too. You looked like you had no legs.

I will miss the way you back-talked and knew when you were doing something you shouldn’t but you did it anyway.

I will miss the way you gobbled your treats, my dainty cat turned ravenous monster.

I will miss the way you were content to be pet as long as I was in an uncomfortable and awkward position, and how if I adjusted to be more comfortable, you would adjust so that I wasn’t.

I will miss that with you there, I was never at home alone. Even after Maddie left, and when my One is at work, you were there. Your presence was a comfort.

I will miss the sounds of you being there with me, even if it was the loud sound of you eating or the sound of you scratching the floor next to your box (since you’d rarely actually scratch in your box like you were supposed to).

I will miss the feel of your soft fur, feeling your purring under my hand when I knew the right spots to rub your ears or scratch under your chin.

It never got any easier seeing you in pain, seeing you scared. I will not miss that. This time I knew it was coming, although I had hoped it wouldn’t come so quickly. And we tried. We gave you the treatments, and loved on you and waited for you to heal. But this time you didn’t. And that hurt my heart in ways I have no words for. I made the same promise to you that I made to our Maddie dog. I wouldn’t let you hurt. And so I had to do the last thing I could to care for you, give you the last kisses, last forced hugs, last chin scratches and ear rubs, and help you not hurt anymore. And my heart is forever changed, and there is this Scratch shaped hole to go next to the Maddie shaped one that is already there.

Every day without you, there is some new reminder of how things have changed without you. And after the fresh reminders slow and stop, you will finally fall asleep in my heart right next to Maddie dog. And those times when I hurt, when tears fall down my face, I will know it is because the two of you are awake and playing like you used to do… Maddie running after her ball and you chasing her and smacking her in the behind. And I’ll feel Maddie wagging her tail and hear you yelling, and that will hurt until you both fall asleep again in the safe warm place in my heart that I will always keep for you both.

I miss you Scratch, my kitty bones…

Have not been able to be on the computer these last few days, and this week, I will be away much of the time....missing you lovely people....and can't wait to catch up....take very good care of yourselves....love, love, love.... x x x x x

CAS cards can be a bit of a struggle for me but I thought it would be a fun challenge to make one for Simon Says Stamp's Wednesday challenge. More details are on my blog stampingandstitching.blogspot.ie/2015/04/im-nuts-about-yo...

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dedicated! to my dad and 2 lonely years without him.

MISS YOU, DADDY! but are always here......

28.06.2008.-28.06.2010.

(quote by Claudia Ghandi)

My husband's new truck honoring his mother and my sister, who both lost their lives to ovarian cancer. August 2019