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Later she remembered all the hours of the afternoon as happy --
one of those uneventful times that seem at the moment only a link between past and future pleasure,
but turn out to have been the pleasure itself.
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Hair:
.Entwined. - Poppy- Marketplace
Tattoo:
..:: INKer ::.. - Lady Marmalade Tattoo - Olympo Event
these blue orchids of late summer in the botanic garden
which I didn 't forget, just never seemed to find a suiting title
but now that I was reminded once more of them, I did
this song -which is about remembering- came in my head as well:
Nana Mouskouri - Au coeur de septembre
www.youtube.com/watch?v=9n0meoILy8k
'.. le temps le plus tendre du monde'
and since november this year is so exceptionally soft...
mixing up more than a few things here, I know
juggling with colors and words, poetry and light
on different subjects at the same time
in past, present and future sense
seemingly making not much sense at all
just the best I could do, the best I could find
to accord well with the heavenly of both
main thing is to love and catch the magic
the beautiful marriage of sound and image
the things going beyond common understanding
the deep positive emotions underneath
no matter what circumstances we were/are/will be in
when it was starting and coming together...
eventually it 'll just become whole
it 'll all make perfect sense, 'cause
we do this for the sake of balance
only sometimes we need to go out of balance
in order to reach some more
in order to better reconnect and reunite
with what was pure and always will be
we do all this for the sustainability of our nature,
the sustainability of our love, peace and harmony
in order to keep and make it real always more
Sometimes a gypsy has to remember... to the old days
Sometimes a story has no end
Sometimes I think that we could just be friends
'Cause I'm a wandering man, he said to me
And what about our future plans?
Does it seem we have even make sense?
When I got the whole world in front of me
So I said, "I don't wanna be alone forever
But I can be tonight
I don't wanna be alone forever
But I love gypsy life
I don't wanna be alone forever
Maybe we can see the world together
I don't wanna be alone forever
But I can be tonight, tonight"
Gypsy
www.youtube.com/watch?v=E9Be0ZXtMxY
Taken at the gorgeous sim - Midsommer night at Moochie maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Moochie/154/227/38
Hair - Truth Farryn
Rebel Hope - Laguna Mesh Sandals Black
Spirit - Jimi Pants
Milk Motion Jersey Knit top
Lara body
Catwa - Magy
Poem by Robert Laurence Binyon (1869-1943), published in The Times newspaper on 21 September 1914.
With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.
Solemn the drums thrill: Death august and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres.
There is music in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.
They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted,
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables of home;
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England's foam.
But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known
As the stars are known to the Night;
As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain,
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.
Remember the beautiful green fresh Monarch pupa I posted 10 days ago? I thought last night when I looked at it, this might be the day. Early this morning. Seen here, the pupa or chrysalis skin has dried and become transparent, with the colors of the Monarch beginning to show through, just a hint of the wing colors at the sides.
Freedom Rock was started by an Iowa boy, Bubba Sorensen. Now, these are found all over the state and are starting to pop up nationwide. This is the work of another artist as inspired by Bubba. Found in Newton, Iowa
Orangemen marching in rememberance of a foreign King who defeated an English King in a battle long ago.
With me so far?
They're actually Irishmen, from Northern Ireland, mostly of Scottish descent. However, in truth, they really want to be Englishmen - that explains the bowler hats and brollies.
The're marching here in what they regard as a foreign country, in Rossnowlagh in County Donegal which is in The Republic of Ireland.
This is in rememberance of a battle long ago where a Dutch Prince, William of Orange, who was mounted on a fine horse, they say, defeated an English King, who wasn't up to very much in any event and departed the scene with undue haste.
So.... who knows, given that history has a habit of repeating itself, future generations of people somewhere may march in remembrance of the Battle of Brexit. Possibly not march in the sense of putting one foot in front of the other, but parade on bicycles of a traditional make. Clown outfits and dodgy blonde wigs will be an essential part of the regalia. Bicycle clips optional extras.
Christmas is not cancelled, it's just different
Don't use this image on websites, blogs or other media without explicit permission.
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H.M.S. EDINBURGH . KNOWN AS " FORTRESS OF THE SEA ".
LAUNCHED APRIL 1983 , DECOMMISSIONED 6th. JUNE 2013.
SHE WAS THE LAST TYPE 42 TO SERVE IN THE ROYAL NAVY.
This Panorama image gives me relief in knowing that all in this world has not changed to suit progress. Perhaps the world of days gone by saying "Remember Me?
Lately I have grown fond of creating wide sweeping panorama images. in doing so, I have found that in some cases, a single shot (even with a full frame camera and wide angle lens) just didn't capture the entire scene as I would like to remember it.
This is my biggest panorama thus far - composed with 10 original images.
Blog - leafonthewindsl.wordpress.com/2016/05/20/remembering-amy/
Please join us in a plurk of remembering all the happy times. Come over and share your fondest memory - www.plurk.com/p/ln3d5f
To put you in the mood
Photo courtesy of friend Ted Hayes xoxo
Texture from Distressed Jewell
Textures from Bending Light
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Remembering September 11th and thanking all those who helped and those who lost their lives. May we find peace and not war please God!!!
Fall came down where I live with authority this weekend, arriving with a non-stop weekend of rain so far. It's good for our area, though, we need the water and beginning of the snow pack in the mountains.
That still doesn't have me already starting to miss the sunny days of summer! Sure, the sun will be back through fall, but the warmth is now gone. I enjoy all the seasons, but I definitely prefer warm over cold!
After the month long photo challenge participation, I had to take a little time off of photos and flickr. I am looking for my next ideas to get out and shoot though and will be back to posting. Off now to check out flickr friends' streams...
Remembrance Sunday today and a colourful reminder from Port Sunlight on Merseyside. The background shows the village’s impressive war memorial, which remembers the 512 Lever Brothers employees who lost their lives fighting in the First World War, plus more casualties from WW2.
Remembering someone close to me who lost their life at The Viaduct. This is a gorgeous place to walk, unfortunately it holds sad memories for many family's and their friends.
Il treno storico appena giunto da Cosenza alla stazione di Rogliano con la FCL 353 Borsig in testa (02.03.2014)
Rememberance Sunday ceremony in Cambridge earlier today. Second World War veterans at the memorial in Hills Road.
Coffee was simple...I wonder who dreams up all those combinations.
The well turned out Birmingham Moor Street plays host to Chiltern 68010 awaiting it's next duty, turned off so people can have a conversation :)...
14 4 22
I remember it well
There was wet in your hair
You were stood in the stairs
And time stopped moving ♫
sumida mesmo, mas sempre por aqui :) é a falta de coragem pra mergulhar no tanto de foto que tenho e achar alguma que seja postável rsrsrs. vejo vocês daqui a pouco. blog..
Explore, Aug 15, 2011
remember to our short break to south tyrol.
The sunken church is one of my favorite pictures of it.
Erinnerungen an unseren Kurzurlaub in Südtirol letztes Jahr. Eines meiner Lieblingsbilder davon ist die versunkene Kirche im Reschensee.
This is dedicated to our crazy friend David... thanx so much for your kind words!!!
I thought you would love this sweety doll... so I post it for you... but maybe you must fight with Myles for her... he could prefers her instead of sophie...
If you want to listen Pictures of you - The Cure
Last sunday I make a little trip on the local antique market... It's incredible all you can find there... this is an old mannequin with a great expressive face!!!
I have some more shots from there!!!
have a great day!!!
Ps: I'll try to visit you as much as I can... but I don't know if I can visit all of you... a bit busy these days!!!
Leaving DC soon. Trying to make it to a few spots I somehow never visited (or never captured decently), including this, the DC War Memorial, commemorating the citizens of the District of Columbia who served in World War I.
Had to do a little work with a couple exposures to accurately capture the lighting here.