“If I had a rose for every time I thought of you, I'd be picking roses for a lifetime.”

~Unknown

A US holiday to honor all who have served in the military

so if you know a veteran... say thank you!

As some of you know, my dad was hospitalized this summer and then sent home with Hospice care - through many ups & downs, he has recovered and will be 100 years old at the end of this month!

He is a WWII Vet and you can see him here - 3rd from the left : )

my father's flight compass

Theme: Inheritance

HMM Macro Monday

A lot to read. "Refer to instruction book."

Rocklands Bird Sanctuary, Jamaica.

youtu.be/qkrN9vAmbyA

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A Veteran's Day tribute to my dad, a veteran of World War II. He was about 23 when this photo was taken.

THIS IS ME...

FOR FUTURE GENERATIONS...

My late Dad penning his autobiography. In his 90s, two of his favorite activities after breakfast was working on his autobiography and solving the puzzles from the daily newspaper, from Kryptoquote to Sudoku!

GROUP: SMILE ON SATURDAY

THEME: FULL OF MEMORIES

SUBJECT: MY DEAR DAD

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It's my Dad's birthday today...I miss him, it's been 10 years now and I miss him.....

This was at my 19th birthday party....WAY back in 1981, mercy! It's an actually polaroid, I scanned it, the crease is where it's folded to fit in the frame ^.^

Yesterday I went through a box of slides looking for something in relation to Paris. I am so pleased to have found these. Happy memories to dull the ache.

Taken at my dad's in Ticonderoga, New York. Happy Fence Friday.

TIP OF THE DAY

Go throught your old photos, once in a while, sometimes you overlook some good shots. And your mind could be in "different state of mind" each time you browse through them.

I often overlook some really good shots, and with every year I ´m better in PS and

can "save" shots that are nothing special. And sometimes shots that are nothing special

can look really cool in b&w with some contrast.

(...I always write shits instead of shots...freudian slip or the keyboard...??..)

We went on a sunny bike ride, 10 miles on a Florida island and used oxybenzone spray. That night we learned of the recall on these cancerous products. And so, I found this on another shelf of my dad's house...a little late. But, now we will use this for further trips out into the Florida sunshine!

I must tell you, friends, that this Macro Monday came to my rescue. I am so shaky and teary eyed at the sudden passing of my 98 year old STRONG dad. And so taking the picture for the challenge has given me comfort.

Who would think a YOU ARE MY SUNSHINE would come to be so symbolic in my life today. Thank you Macro Monday friends.

sometimes the choices we make last a life time

Stand you may but you are never alone

even if your life into turmoil is sometimes then thrown

you may look out at the world and wonder why

that some lost opportunity did pass you by

but reflections of the past have no point now to make

as the future is the path and the roads you will take

so think and hope that you do what ever is best

and never on your laurels should be seen now to rest

you have got this far with your decisions and fate

till it come to you should never stand and wait

the world and its time can never slow

so get on your skates an away you will go

the horizons you seek are within your view

and the the options you now reflect will be opened by you

poem by ironmonger

My Dad has many hobbies. His latest is raising chickens.

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I ♥ Photography

I ♥ Canon

I ♥ Photoshop

I ♥ The red color

I ♥ The Girls

I ♥ My life

I ♥ Flickr

I ♥ Facebook

I ♥ MyDad

I ♥ Qatar

Wish you were still with us Dad! Miss you & love you so very much!!! You are always in my thoughts & in my heart! Buon compleanno Papa!

Gone From My Sight. 10 years ago, at about this very time, I received a call from my mom saying that she held my dad’s hand as he took his last breath. I have missed him every day since then.

A decade. I sit quietly this morning reflecting on those last 10 years and think “wow”. I have accomplished so much and have seen so many incredible places, for which I am truly grateful. Instead of being sad today, I choose gratitude. Thankful for each day, each breath, that I am able to take. Thankful that I am inspired to embrace the opportunities and challenges that wait for me. Thankful that I choose kindness over hatred, always. Thankful for the time, I cherish, to spend with my mother and ever grateful to watch my boys grow into extraordinary men. Thankful for the people in my life who have taught me the pricelessness of friendship. I am incredibly grateful for my faith, even when it has been tested, I have never lost it.

So today I want to say, “thank you Pops”. Thank you for living your life and letting me watch. Thank for the legacy you left for me to carry on. Thank you for being the best dad a girl could ask for. I love you. I miss you and I thank you.

My Dad, in an unguarded moment.

This is a Royal Air Force wall hanging my Dad sent home during the later stage of the war. He served in radar and rose to the rank of Sergeant before ending his service.

# Three archival selections from my experimental multiple exposure project -- conceived of in 1994 -- conducted via random composition. Thank you for taking a look. Skal! 8^)

# Participants --

# LADONNA CHAOS

# MARC SLANGER

# MR. TRONA

# MY DAD

Today my parents, Benni and I went to my dad's favorite surfing beach - Old Man's. Here's a list of the surfing beaches between San Clemente and San Onofre:

North Pier, T-Street, Riviera, Cotton's, Trestles (Upper, Lower, Middle - yes, that is the correct order), Church, Sand Bar, Point, Four Doors, Old Man's, Dog Patch.

Don't you love those names? You won't find them on any map. They are the names that the surfers have given the different beaches and only other surfers know them. And now YOU know them!

I go back home day after tomorrow. I've missed George, Ella, Mack, Jimmy and Sadie but to tell you the truth, I've missed them far less than I thought I would. It's just been a great visit with my parents, Alex and Benni made even better because of the year we've had.

Explored September 26, 2020

I’ve been in California remembering my dad.

My brother and I went to places where we thought he might be.

I’m certain he’s carrying on, sailing the ocean and riding the rails.

His presence was unquestionable.

Another one of my deer shots. I know this deer didn't live long after these

shots and he definately wanted his last shots to be beautiful so hopefully

I captured him in this light.......

This is eerie, but this deer just kept circling in front of us. I noticed in

the pictures that this deer, like my dad was blind in one of his eyes.

My dad died of Leukemia....

My dad was an avid deeer hunter who wanted to be with us on Thanksgiving.........

I've been busy while my parents are in town, haven't been developing much film. This is me and my Dad at the checkout line at Home Depot.

"Fingertips" is Macro Mondays theme´s of the week !

my dad´s strong fingertips were right for the theme´s week.

Better on L.

,-)

Photographed at Conors Pass, County Kerry which is a beautiful part of Ireland. I used a 1938 built Leica iiib camera on Fomapan 400 film

My Dad's pride & Joy a three month old Morris 1100.

This Château is a castle in the French seaport of Boulogne-sur-Mer. It's build over a Roman Wall in the 13th century. The wall is still visible in the basement.

There's a 'myth' that in World War one or two (I can't remember, but I think WWII), that some people escaped out of town through a secret tunnel. Cool 'medieval' story right ;)

After World War II it housed a prison and nowadays it's a museum.

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Yeah, Frontpage! Thank you, thank you, thank you! :D

This one is for you DAD(4Real) Thanks For always Being There For Me. Thanks Foe Passing On This Great Hobby. If Only Every One Could Love This Hobby.

~Up in the Morning Early~

Photographers whose thoughts incline

To landscape when the weather’s fine

Must rise if they intend to shine

Up in the morning early

Rise with the birds and hurry out

To greet the morning with a shout

Then look attentively about

Up in the morning early

When sunlight floods the grassy glade

And dewdrops glint on every blade,

There’s poetry in light and shade

Up in the morning early

With atmosphere its very best,

Receding planes and all the rest

There’s mystery, there’s interest,

Up in the morning early

Be sure that what I say is true

I had it from a man who knew

Myself, I’m never quite (are you?)

Up in the morning early.

~1959~ Not shure who wrote this~

Back before my time. My friend, also Irene, made me think of him this morning. 1906-1962 Gone too soon, I was only 13.

Rose - Elina

Sony a99 - f2.8

Tamron SP 90mm AF f2.8 Macro

The little man and the big boppa (my dear old Dad) watching the Pee-wee's Playhouse Christmas Special, an annual tradition in my family.

My dad's evolution regarding his garden ò la evolución de mi padre en su jardín.

Better on L

;-)

"Where would you rather be?"

My Dad on Mother's Day sitting in his favorite chair in the sunroom. He enjoys sitting out here every day watching all the different species of birds that come to feed in the backyard.

I was going down memory lane this past weekend and ran across this picture of my Dad.. He was too old for the Draft in WWII but he was doing a job that was good for the Naval Air Station In Corpus.. He delivered milk on the base and He had stopped off at the house to drop off our order.. I must have been about 15/16 when I took this picture.. Man, was that a long time ago...Happy Truck Thursday, Everybody!!!!!

This was one of my dad's radios he'd listen to during the day, especially when he was in the bathroom. It's still there & reminds me of him. It's not so bad having some of his things around. They're nice reminders that he was alive.

If you see me walking down the street

And I start to cry each time we meet

Walk on by, walk on by

Make believe

that you don't see the tears

Just let me grieve

in private 'cause each time I see you

I break down and cry

And walk on by (don't stop)

I just can't get over losing you

And so if I seem broken and blue

Walk on by, walk on by

Foolish pride

Is all that I have left

So let me hide

The tears and the sadness you gave me

When you said goodbye

Walk on by

Gabrielle

www.youtube.com/watch?v=VEA5cbh-brc

This weekend We made the trek to Wisconsin to see my family over the 4th. My nephew was in town, his last visit before he ships off to Iraq.

Minolta X-700

MC Rokkor 58mm 1.4

CineStill 800T

The rays of sunlight coming down from the clouds is called an Angel Veil. My dad & I would point them out to eachother if we saw them & were together. Now that he's in heaven, I truly believe that that's him saying hi to us! My son sees angel veils almost every day now!