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Remember when going for a Sunday drive was a thing? 😊
"Remember" Interpretation shot for Toy Sunday group.
Going for a Sunday drive I think began in the 1920's and 1930's. It was a fun thing to do on a Sunday afternoon...just to go for a leisure drive in no rush and with no destination. Ahh, the good old days.
Happy Sunday!
When I am preparing to take a photograph with some of my older cameras, I sometimes remember to take a reference photograph with my phone. After a little tweaking, I have decided that I quite like this one, and so here it is.
Blenheim Palace, Oxon, seen from the other side of one of its waterways. iPhone 7, August 2021.
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I usually keep to season and generally post winter pics on winter and summer pics on summer. but all the pics i've taken lately are so dark, so bad, i only had a few that i could share, all the rest i posted on January are from the winter 2010 or earlier. this one is an archive picture from last summer. it is hard to believe it can be so green outside and light can be so warm and yellow when all i can see now is snow snow snow and light is blue grey...
i have some more pics from this serie on my blog if you'll get a chance to visit.
Rena and all the rest of us are remembering Cleo this week. Cleo had the greenest eyes I've ever seen on a cat and was a huge personality and much loved by everyone who knew her on Flickr. We all miss her and send our best love to Regina at this sad time. And to Tofu who lost his big sister.
What a sad Caturday when we've learned we also lost beloved Obby yesterday. He was one of a kind with his little bobbed tail and loving manner. So, so sorry, Opal.
remembering the Poppies.
Tue, 11 Nov 2025
Poppy Day is on November 11th because this is Armistice Day, the anniversary of the end of World War I. An armistice was signed on that day in 1918, which stopped the fighting at the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month. The day is a tribute to all those who have died in service since then, with the poppy becoming a symbol of remembrance due to the flowers that grew on the battlefields of WW1.
Remembering what they stood for.
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Celebrating Our 60th Anniversary
Note: Chalk Board viewed at an Estate Sale The Notation "60 Years" added in Flickr Photo Editor>
This is from Makkarlahti bay in Soukka, Espoo. My walking route went here one part of Espoo Waterfront Walkway.
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The Harbor flipped two Burnham based crews, which allows easy daylight viewing on some of the lines north. Here is 196 doing its best frog impression hopping along the northern edge of Powderhorn Lake. This is part of the old Pennsylvania RR Hammond Branch, which the Harbor rebuilt and reactivated in 2017 or thereabouts I believe. It allows the diamonds at Burnham across the NKP and South Shore to be bypassed on South Chicago bound trains up the SC&S and the Calumet River Line.
It is January currently, but soon enough the dog days of Summer will be with us again.
The Manila American Cemetery and Memorial is located in Fort Bonifacio, Metro Manila, within the boundaries of the former Fort William McKinley. With a total of 17,206 graves, it has the largest number of graves of any cemetery for U.S. personnel killed during World War II and holds war dead from the Philippines and other allied nations.
Remember
In an instance we remember. a smell, song, taste, sound, word.
Our eyes can't hide it. The sadness of those who have passed. You may be gone but never forgotten. Memories locked up tight in the mind like unearthly treasures. We miss you and look back upon you fondly. Thoughts make one smile and laugh. The eyes can't hide the sadness of loss. The memories bring smiles and comfort. We miss you but will never forget you.
As time marches on, memories of the walk in the waters of Utah's Virgin River fade. Refreshing my thoughts - a return to our archives and a re-edit of a special bracket set proved rewarding - adding new touches where skills lacked last time.. The Narrows, North fork of the Virgin River ~ Zion National Park, Utah.
"We do not remember days, we remember moments..." ~ Cesare Pavese
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Remember, remember the fifth of November,
Gunpowder, treason and plot,
I see no reason why gunpowder treason,
should ever be forgot.
Now, if you will excuse me, I will get back to watching V for Vendetta because I cannot think of a better film to watch on Bonfire Night.
Full bloom wildflowers as taken on one bright autumn day more than a decade ago in Darjeeling Himalayas, India
This orb / Amazing Circle was created from a photo I snapped of a wall covered with vines at an outdoor cafe in Montreal, Canada.
She's about to earn some bragging rights
I'm 'bout to give it up like I've been holding back all night
Girl, take pride in what you want to do
Even if that means a new man every night inside of you
Baby, I don't mind
You can tell by how I roll
Cause my clique hot and my cup cold
My talk slurred cause I’m so throwed
And I'm wiping sweat from my last show
And he's TG and I'm XO
I'm only here for one night
Then I'mma be a memory
Say it in my ear, so I can hear what you say to me
I got cups full of that Rosé
Smoke anything that's passed to me
Don't worry 'bout my voice
I won't need it for what I'm about to do to you
Bad bitch, girl I think I might get used to you
I might have to take your number when I'm through with you
All I ask of you is try to earn my memory
Make me remember you like you remember me
Bad bitch, girl I think I might get used to you
I might have to take your number when I'm through with you
All I ask of you is try to earn my memory
Make me remember you like you remember me
A fond memory from the wonderful garden at the house where we stayed in Ballater, Scotland, last Fall.
Say goodbye
Not knowing when
The truth in my whole life began
Say goodbye
Not knowing how to cry
You taught me that
And I'll remember
The strength that you gave me
Now that I'm standing on my own
I'll remember
The way that you saved me
I'll remember
Inside I was a child
That could not mend a broken wing
Outside I looked for a way
To teach my heart to sing
A place belongs forever to whoever claims it hardest, remembers it most obsessively, wrenches it from itself, shapes it, renders it, loves it so radically that he remakes it in his own image.
Joan Didion
An image scanned from one of my colour slides and taken way back in 1976 - yes, we actually did have cameras back then and colour film - Champs-Élysées looking towards the Arc de Triomphe.
Workers via the Works Progress Administration (WPA) built these structures in Richfield County Park, the first county park in Genesee County at the time, beginning in 1938. They are still standing and going strong. They attract light-chasers for many events, especially senior high school pictures and weddings. I like taking them in b/w, an ode to their time and a way to remember the efforts of the WPA workers and especially like the early and late day light that casts shadows on the river and structures.
Der Hohe Ifen, einer der markantesten Berge in den Allgäuer Alpen ist 2230m hoch und liegt in Kleinwalsertal. Mit der Ifenbahn fährt man gemütlich hoch oder wandert nach oben, je nachdem.
Founded in 1860, Graceland Cemetery is a beautiful 120-acre “garden cemetery” on Chicago’s North Side, incorporating trees, lakes, terraced lawns and paths into its landscape design, creating a park-like atmosphere. It is the final resting place for numerous notable Chicagoans, including Marshall Field, Cyrus McCormick, George Pullman and Ludwig Mies van der Rohe.
Being a Chicago Cubs fan, I made it a point when I was there this month to visit the gravesite of Ernie Banks, a Hall of Fame Major League baseball player who played 19 seasons for the Cubs beginning in 1953. Banks was the Cubs’ first African-American player and is regarded as one of the greatest Cubs players of all time.
Banks' dedication to the team along with his ebullient nature earned him the nickname “Mr Cub,” both during and after his playing career. For his contribution to sports, Banks was awarded the Presidential Medal of Freedom in 2013. Ernie Banks died of a heart attack in 2015 a week before his 84th birthday.