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My dear friend Jan has fallen on hard times. I have set up a GoFundMe page for her at the following link gofund.me/13e79bc6. If you can help and forward to others it would be truly appreciated. She has a great heart and a lovely soul.
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I took this shot at Watergrove near Rochdale, England. Info Thanks to Alan Thornhill, Sawfly is the common name for insects belonging to suborder Symphyta of the order Hymenoptera. Sawflies are distinguishable from most other hymenopterans by the broad connection between the abdomen and the thorax, and by their caterpillar-like larvae. The common name comes from the saw-like appearance of the ovipositor, which the females use to cut into the plants where they lay their eggs. Large populations of certain sawfly species can cause substantial economic damage to forests and cultivated plants.
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we made it onto the photo gallery of Bar Baracoa, Leeds on Saturday 3rd June 2023.
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She's a beautiful Iplehouse K.I.D. Lonnie. She's my tallest girl at 35cm or about 14 inches tall.
Kaia is my dream doll. I can't stop looking at her... lol 😊
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From this point on the trail was rough and not easy to continue on.
To prevent enemy landings on these beaches, the French dug entrenchments around the two coves in the area and mounted cannons. Once the British had landed at Kennington Cove, southwest of the fortress, and began their advance overland around the harbour, the French abandoned these positions. The British then dismantled most of these defences in order to land cannons at Gun Landing Cove in preparation for their attack on the Battery Island and French warships in the harbour.
This was the location (Gun Landing Cove) where Wolfe's forces unloaded cannons and munitions to setup the artillery batteries once the point was captured.
Hungry dog by Artur Aldomà (1978)
A bronze sculpture that represents an abandoned, hungry dog.
This sculpture is a powerful work of art that has an immediate impact on the viewer's conscience, conveying a message that the zoo wants to reinforce: pets should never be maltreated or abandoned.
Location: Barcelona Zoo
Enthusiastic fans and railroaders alike greet the American Freedom Train in Salt Lake City, Utah the afternoon of Oct. 17, 1975.
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This is not being posted for sympathy.....but as a response to some kind people who have been concerned about my whereabouts. Also, as a visual journalistist who believes in art for healing, I have NEEDED to create this piece while burning in pain.
Three weeks and Three days ago I injured myself riding my bike up a steep hill. I pushed too hard. My friend, who is also a psychotherapist, would say, "What lesson have you learned?"
Please understand I will be unable to respond for awhile. I can barely sit for more than 5 minutes. I've "pushed" posting this image . . . maybe I have stretched too much again . . . but then again, "who knows what lies within?"
“No matter how much it hurts, no matter what the pain is inside, work hard to make somebody happy everyday, even if it is yourself.” ~ anon ~
“Remember in elementary school you were told that in case of fire you have to line up quietly in a single file from smallest to tallest? What is the logic in that? What, do tall people burn slower?” ~ Warren Hutcherson ~
IS THERE ANY LOGIC IN ANY OF THIS?
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This is the oil house that was used to store fuel used to light the lights.
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These lights are the only range lights in New England. The twin 6.7 meter (22 ft) tall towers were constructed in 1898 and are 215 meters (235 yds) apart. The front light is 5.5 meters (18 ft) above mean high water while the rear light is set at 10.1 meters (33 ft).
Mariners navigating upriver line up on the two range lights as they psss Ram Island to avoid submerged ledges. Aligned with the lights they follow the channel until Doubling Point Light is visible and then swing to the west headed for Bath.
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Just Joey
Hybrid Tea raised by Cants of Colchester (England,1972)
Amazing size of blooms;
Rich apricot petals;
Extremely perfumed flowers.
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Winter Wonderland written in 1934 by Felix Bernard (composer)
and Richard B. Smith (lyricist).
There are lots of interpretations. Here comes Pat Boone:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=JE8D52xD4uw
Sleigh bells ring, are you listening,
In the lane, snow is glistening
A beautiful sight,
We're happy tonight.
Walking in a winter wonderland.
Gone away is the bluebird,
Here to stay is a new bird
He sings a love song,
As we go along,
Walking in a winter wonderland.
In the meadow we can build a snowman,
Then pretend that he is Parson Brown
He'll say: Are you married?
We'll say: No man,
But you can do the job
When you're in town.
Later on, we'll conspire,
As we dream by the fire
To face unafraid,
The plans that we've made,
Walking in a winter wonderland.
In the meadow we can build a snowman,
And pretend that he's a circus clown
We'll have lots of fun with mister snowman,
Until the other kids knock him down.
When it snows, ain't it thrilling,
Though your nose gets a chilling
We'll frolic and play, the Eskimo way,
Walking in a winter wonderland.
May 2020
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i have to write inspired by lauren because although this isn't the idea she gave me, it's what i did from it because i didn't really have the things i wanted for the proper idea to work. so yes, seeing as i did use a big box, and i am partially coming out of it and have my hair in bunches etc etc etc thanks to lauren. :D
i love the woods, there are so many fabulous places.
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Have we lost our way?...
We must return again to the call of nature ...
This call is muted with the hurts around us ...
Destruction of the good and bad ...
We must return, not as aliens, but as Keepers of all
things that are a part of us ...
Some are forever gone ...
Others are crying out in despair ...
Just as our Ancestors kept the faith with all things
Great and Small ...
So must we be the guardians of the Sun, the Moon
and the Stars ...
It is because of them, and our respect for their powers
that we must raise our voices to be heard ...
We are not just the Red Man, we are THE PEOPLE ...
Our fathers before us worshipped all things of nature ...
This is good, for Nature is the Heart of all things ...
All of us spring from Mother Earth and must return to
her bosom ...
If we poison Her, so will our future be poisoned ...
She will rebel against the hurts and we will be the losers ...
We must return ...
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remember to enjoy your life.
On the flip side of the pic below...i write this with tears in my eyes. i can honestly say that I appreciate my life - being alive when my brother isn't. Sometimes i get all anal about my car being clean, my nails being all perfect or my hair being neat, but lately - i try and let it go because it isn't really what's important. And no one will love me more for any of that bullshit. They will just love me for being good and nice. Hopefully.
So, love your life, people. And please - I know I don't have any place telling you this, but it is just a friendly reminder:
Hug the people you love. Say you're sorry. Let the wind blow your hair. Leave work to go outside and breathe the air. Call your friends. Tell them you love them. Tell someone you're mad at why you feel the way you do so you can both work it out. Smile at a stranger. Let someone go before you in traffic. Leave someone a treat. Give someone flowers. Leave a love note. Listen to your child. Put on a song that makes you cry and taste the salt from the tears on your lips. Have some wine at lunch. Go home and take a nap. Write a letter. Stop being stubborn. Let it go. Sleep in. Be late. Kiss your significant other. Have a good long hug. Wake up early and watch the sunrise. Meet a friend for sunset. Pick up the phone. Tell someone how cute you think they look. Be real. Be you. Let your kid bust out the paints and use your face as a canvas.
Remember what truly matters.