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I took this image of Lolparpit and his mate exactly one year ago. He and his brother Olbanoti ruled the Enkoyonai pride of the Mara for many years and had many offspring. I recently learned that he just died of old age at the ripe old age of 16 years.
Maasai Mara, Kenya.
Dear Flickr Friends,
My Life Coach, Psychiatrist, Confessor and dearest friend passed away peacefully at home yesterday after a brief illness,
Thank you all for the faves and kind comments on his behalf.
No Persistance Hair by No.Match
Severely Ripped Shirt by KIKI KAIKAI
Big Chains by RAWR
M-219-1 Pose by Animosity
Thiruvananthapuram Central bound Thiruvananthapuram Rajdhani Express ripping through Sharavati A bridge powered by ERNAKULAM WDP-4D
This isn't a blog post, but it's how I'm handling my grief of JDF's passing. A small homage to the green ranger. Normally celebrity death's don't bother me but certain ones hit really hard, this one was one for me. RIP you beautiful legend you...
WC train 34 rips through Rudyard on September 16, 1989. A recently repainted 711 leads 6543 and 6504 and 35 cars. I was rather concerned that the outbound crew would run the pair of 45's around the 30 placing it in trail before leaving Soo yard(the crews generally preferred SD45's leading)but on this evening engineer Gary Drow choose not to. I have a 2:30 start tomorrow and no idea what the day will bring so I'm kicking off 30 Thursday a few hours early this evening:)
At first I thought I would have to break something for the sake of this theme but after I looked around a little I discovered all this destruction. HMM!
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Zijn graffritivrienden hebben er geen gras over laten groeien.
Bij de verbouwing van het Provinciehuis aan de Benoordenhoutseweg verschenen kort na zijn dood 2 muren met het portret van Akbar.
In 2005, kort na mijn pensionering, ben ik op flickr terechtgekomen. Daar ontmoette ik enkele Haagse fotografen. Bij een solo-tentoonstelling van Bas Bogers, in de galerie van zijn zus in de Denneweg, ontmoette ik toen Roel en Akbar voor het eerst off-line.
Wat later ontstond het "Haags Bakkie", een ongeorganiseerd clubje met dezelfde hobby: fotografie. We dronken af en toe ergens koffie, bespraken belangrijke zaken en gingen ook af en toe op reis naar fotografisch interessante plaatsen. Akbar was er ook meestal bij. Graffiti, urbex en straatfotografie was zijn specialiteit. Hij heeft mij met andere ogen naar straatkunst leren kijken en leren waarderen. Met de trein gingen we af en toe het hele land door. Van Leeuwarden, Eindhoven, Amsterdam en Rotterdam. Soms hadden we een urbexbestemming maar ook een museumbezoek. We stonden samen, met onze hoogtevrees, bovenop de Euromast in Rotterdam.
Er is nog zoveel te vertellen en te herinneren. Neem alleen maar het "media Me" project waarvoor we met z'n allen afreisden naar de Westergasfabriek in Amsterdam voor de Wereldpremiere van deze film.
Na Gisella heeft nu ook Akbar onze groep verlaten.
Bedankt voor je wijze lessen en je gewaardeerde gezelschap Akbar.
Ik ga je missen.
Moment’s Notice admires the edge of Comb Ridge as it drops down to the valley of Comb Wash. Comb Ridge (Tséyíkʼáán in Navajo) is an 80-mile long monocline ridge, running from the Abajo Mountains to Monument Valley.
The monocline of Comb Ridge is a ripple in Earth's surface associated with the uplift of the Rocky Mountains 40-70 million years ago. The steep cut in the ridge on the right is the result of erosional removal of layers by Comb Wash, exposing the layers of uplifted sandstone making up the monocline. The top of the ridge is Navajo sandstone, most apparent off to the left on the gentle slope. The main part of the cliff is Kayenta sandstone.
The human history of Comb Ridge is rich. The earliest archeological sites contain remnants of Pleistocene hunting tools and mammoth bones. Particularly notable for the wonderful art they left on the rocks are several cultures of cliff dwellers, both hunter/ gatherer and agrarian (Basketmaker to Puebloan cultures). Utes and Diné (Navajo) hunted and grazed livestock in this area, and still consider it sacred. In Diné culture Comb Ridge is considered the backbone of the Mother Earth. Comb Ridge is part of Bears Ears National Monument, though during a certain president’s tenure the area was removed from protection.
Ripping down the Exeter Subdivision from Clinton, Ontario toward the connection to the Strathroy Sub. at Hyde Park is a Canadian National plow extra. The pair of GP9's pushing Russell plow 55614 are just running "a little over" the timetable speed limit of this old branch line. What we had hoped for of getting a pile of images, yielded just this bail out for the grab shot while crossing this bridge, as it was all we could do just to keep alongside on the icy roads with this 60 mph battering ram - January 21, 1984.
Praia da Adraga
Esta fotografia é dedicada ao meu Amigo Pedro, que teve um AVC e morreu, cerca de 2 semanas
This photo is dedicated to my friend Pedro, who suffered a stroke and died, about 2 weeks ago. I'll never forget you! RIP
Camera: Canon EOS300D
Lens: Sigma 10-20mm
Filter:Hitech GND 0.9 HE
all rights reserved © Pedro Miguel Barreiros
the copy, edition, publication, commercialization or reproduction of any images of this gallery are not allowed without my expressed permission.
Charlies Watts passed away 24th August 2021.
Drummer for The Rolling Stones. I have been listening to the Stones since , well most of my life. Today feels like the end of an era.
I saw them on TV performing this song in 1964 and fell in love with Mick Jagger aged 6. www.youtube.com/watch?v=gIKfN3CuFXA
Photo in my garden Stafford UK 23rd August 2021
Mick says this is a better tribute to Charlie www.youtube.com/watch?v=61jfm219ArA
Late yesterday afternoon our sweet Poppy girl entered Kitty Heaven. She was diagnosed with pancreatitis in early March of this year. She let us know yesterday that it was time to let her go. She will be missed by all of her family and her best friend (and sister) Jasmine. She would have been 16 years old in April.
This is yet another portrait from a session that I always intended to revisit. A spontaneous moment in a frozen, windswept cornfield with Katie. And one of the takeaway images was a quick grab shot with an iPhone camera. Absolutely no urgency or sense of time. Just a quick capture as she looked back at me. My mindset then was "we'll come right back here in day or a week and do it all over again". Surely more and even better photos would result. And I would look back at this as a mere practice run. But a week later the corn was harvested. And shortly thereafter it snowed. And the session just got pushed back until it was eventually forgotten. Now each passing day tugs me a bit further away from the moment I pressed the shutter on this photo. It's like getting dragged inexorably out to sea by a rip tide. I saw Katie the other day and her hair was styled in a multi-color mohawk. I just smiled as I realized the proverbial shoreline had finally slipped from view. Not that she didn't look stunning in a mohawk, it just would not have fit into the moment I had tried to create here. We'll do another session some day, of that I'm sure. But this moment in the barren cornfield is now firmly part of the past, and there is simply no going back.
This prairie appears to have been ripped like a sheet of green paper, revealing colorful Chinle formations underneath.
This is what I call the Morning Glory Chinle site with the blue and red patterns.
Loved by many, my dearest loyal friend, walking companion and photo model has passed away. I miss him so much already; he will stay forever in my heart
Soundtrack // Bande-son: HÖH/CURRENT 93 ("To Blackened Earth"): www.youtube.com/watch?v=Chpp_-cC6go
"And everything changes... So they say... From better... Down to worse... Everything it seems... Must fall apart... RIPPED OF LIGHT... Ripped of hope..."
"I Love This Photo. Stunning exposure." // "J'aime cette photo. L'exposition est incroyable." (Liaqat Ali VANCE / www.flickr.com/photos/liaqat_ali_vance/)
"Tout un spectacle dans ce ciel." // "Such a sight in this sky." (VINCENT / www.flickr.com/photos/58769600@N07/)
"C'est vraiment très beau avec ce ciel gris bleu intense...." // "It's really lovely with this intense blue/grey sky." (Georges LISSILLOUR / www.flickr.com/photos/geolis06/)
My dad texted me this afternoon, that Oedipoes was doing really badly. I knew from my visits his health declined rapidly. He had been on thyroid medication for two and a half years. And you could really see the disease and medication were taking their toll. My dad and step mom took Oedipoes to the vet and put him to sleep forever.
My dad called Oedipoes his little dog, and he surely did behave like that. He was always by my dad's side. Oedipoes waited at the garage door when you came home or he would greet you at the shore when you had been out on a boat trip. Oedipoes made sure the other three cats got used to the new home when they all moved house in January. We called him the mediator. Sometimes we called him The Nurse. When my dad broke his ankle a few years ago, Oedipoes stayed with him all the time he was in bed or on the couch, purring and snoozing. Oedipoes immediately clung to him when he and my step mom were in a grave car accident in April when they dropped me and big Human off at the airport. The orange kitty watched over him and stayed at his side again.
Now they had to tell him he did well and he was allowed to go. He just clung on and refused to give up on life. It was like all he wanted to do was to give, but he couldn't give anymore. We will miss him dearly.
Labradors make excellent receivers. Pearl set the baseline. Gone now for five years, I’m so glad I snapped this memento while she was in her prime.
Ely, Nevada
The RIP (Repair in Place) building is part of the fantastic Nevada Northern Railway National Historic Landmark. It is a museum where one can wander all over the grounds and peer inside some of the buildings. Prior to when this building was built in 1944-45 repairs were done outside 356 days/year. Today, old train cars and other restoration projects are performed and stored in this huge building.
Homelessness Prevention Week
3 – 9 August 2015
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