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Woke up to the sound of pouring rain
The wind would whisper and I'd think of you
And all the tears you cried, that called my name
And when you needed me I came through
I paint a picture of the days gone by
When love went blind and you would make me see
I'd stare a lifetime into your eyes
So that I knew that you were there for me
Time after time you there for me
Remember yesterday, walking hand in hand
Love letters in the sand, I remember you
Through the sleepless nights through every endless day
I'd want to hear you say, I remember you oh oh
We spent the summer with the top rolled down
Wished ever after would be like this
You said I love you babe, without a sound
I said I'd give my life for just one kiss
I'd live for your smile and die for your kiss
Remember yesterday, walking hand in hand
Love letters in the sand, I remember you
Through the sleepless nights through every endless day
I'd want to hear you say, I remember you
We've had our share of hard times
But that's the price we paid
And through it all we kept the promise that we made
I swear you'll never be lonely
Woke up to the sound of pouring rain
Washed away a dream of you
But nothing else could ever take you away
'Cause you'll always be my dream come true
Oh my darling, I love you
Remember yesterday, walking hand in hand
Love letters in the sand, I remember you
Through the sleepless nights through every endless day
I'd want to hear you say, I remember you
Two years on 26th February, today, we lost one of our best four legged friends, Mili.
From 9 weeks until Twelve years, she was a beautiful, loving lady.
With the nicest temperament ever, extremly missed every day.
Sister to Kassy and Cali.
A few photos of her today 💔
Always remember, a cat looks down on man, a dog looks up to man, but a pig will look man right in the eye and see his equal.
Winston Churchill
San Jose NM, mid-1950s . That's my great-grandpa Sam, WW1 vet. He was very much loved and is fondly remembered by many many people some 30 years after his death. He made homemade wine, and I'm guessing that's what's in the cup. He had a small ranch with horses in San Jose (at junction of Santa Fe Trail and Pecos River). That's my mom he's holding. She's still around, being my mommy:). I wish that Ford was in my driveway. Thanks for looking!
♥Created for TMI's Holiday and Seasonal Thread for February, 2013, *♥Remembering Love♥*
♥We all enjoy the amazing Love, Passion, and Desire that comes to us throughout our lives...!
Collage of Mili
In the Garden, relaxing on garden balcony, walking down the lane, and on the beach.
12 very happy years of unconditional love, fun, happiness, she loved her life.
She loved her balls, and had two favourite squeaky toys, a duck and pheasant.
Never ever saw a snarl or heard a growl when approached by all dogs, just kisses, licks and sniffs !!!!
Marbled White / melanargia galathea. Lindrick Common, South Yorkshire. 02/07/14.
'PRISTINE VULNERABILITY.'
I remember finding this pristine Marble White clinging to a grass stem, shortly after she had emerged. Her wings had not fully hardened so whenever she moved up the stem, they were still a little floppy. At such an early stage of adulthood, she would have been extremely vulnerable if spotted by a predatory bird.
BEST VIEWED LARGE.
I have not personally know etva,
I do not know anything about her
except what emerges from his images ....
yet, by visiting his photostream
I have taken a great sadness....
Lately he had taken to support my works
and now it seems so strange his absence.
I met etva elaborating its image under
"winter trees" as the Source Image for the Kreative People
and I wanted to greet her with a new processing
the same image
Thank you Beth
IL MAESTRO GIUSTO
C'era una volta un cane
che non sapeva abbaiare.
andò da un lupo a farselo spiegare,
ma il lupo gli rispose
con un tale ululato
che lo fece scappare spaventato.
Andò da un gatto, andò da un cavallo,
e - mi vergogno a dirlo -
perfino da un pappagallo.
Imparò dalle rane a gracidare,
dal bove a muggire,
dall'asino a ragliare,
dal topo a squittire,
dalla pecora a fare « bè bè »,
dalle galline a fare coccodè.
Imparò tante cose,
però non era affatto soddisfatto
e sempre si domandava
(magari con un « qua qua »...):
- Che cos'è che non va?
Qualcuno gli risponda, se lo sa.
Forse era matto?
O forse non sapeva
scegliere il maestro adatto?
(Gianni Rodari)
NOI IL MAESTRO GIUSTO LO ABBIAMO AVUTO...
DI FOTO; MA ANCHE DI VITA....
grazie GIGI...
As we move away from those summer days in Australia, we're still experiencing a lovely Indian Summer in Melbourne with very warm Autumn days.
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Busy week, I will catch up at the weekend dear friends xx
13c drizzle...
Many thanks dear friends for your comments and faves they are always appreciated xx
BLM honor their memories
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“He who would pass his declining years with honor and comfort, should, when young, consider that he may one day become old, and remember when he is old, that he has once been young.”
Joseph Addison
Texture by Skeletal Mess
Awakened Remembered Memories
gouache on paper , 30.x40 cm, 2018 , (GOU2018016)
#painting #gouache #peterseelig #art
Remembering those who died protecting our freedom.
Wishing everyone a safe and happy Memorial Day.
Posted for CMWD - Sunday black and white.
remembering to look down along the ground while picture taking results in gold sometimes. this shot in a nearby eugene, oregon park.
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"Life changes as we're having dinner."
It's an expression I've heard over the years
and eventually understood it by experiencing it.
It's shocking the first time it happens. We somehow adjust.
And then, again, our lives change. We adjust over and over.
And now we have a pandemic, Covid-19, and this, too, shall pass. And we will hopefully return to what will be our new normal . Maybe we'll be a bit softer, not so angry,
not so opinionated in our political beliefs,
not so hateful with our words.
Maybe, just maybe, we won't take our everyday comforts for granted.
Hopefully we'll come to see a dawning of a new world,
one where harmony and good will towards those who hold different beliefs will reign...
and let it begin with me.
Hallelujah!
Own image and textures
Ragusa, Sicily.
An beautiful sleepy town steeped in history. Although it was a rainy day, it did not spoil its charm.
A mix of some beautiful, colourful Begonia blossoms to uplift your day. Happy new week my friends =)