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An Iraqi pilot checks over the plane at Kirkuk Air Base. He is checking the plane for unwanted cracks that could cause trouble during the flight. (U.S. Air Force photo by Senior Airman Tristin English)
200::365
After 200 days of the 365 project -- carrying the camera with me every where I go has become as routine as brushing my teeth.
British synchronised swimmers attempt routine in a pool full of plastic to highlight the challenges facing marine life and the young people looking to STEM to help solve them
CincoMom did this and I sure loved it, it's a year at a glance and it wasn't that easy for me to narrow down one picture per month but this is how it came out.
January - began good, things were happy, I was on my eat right, move lots routine and feeling pretty good about life in general.
February - Always a fun month, we can put hearts everywhere and it's all about love, not just the 14th but the entire month. My neighbor and friend Lynda found out she had cancer, she was going through her chemo and treatments, my life is good, I'm healthy and my friend and neighbor is fighting for her life, sometimes it doesn't seem very fair. The only thing we could do as a neighborhood and church was to support her with gifts of food and helping her with her family. She is in remission now and it was a Happy Christmas this year.
March - In March the madness begins, spring soccer practice starts and things begin to feel busy, I find peace in the word and prayer gets me through my days.
April - This month was very emotional and very hard for our family. My grandpa got real sick again with cancer, he has fought it for over 20 years always beating it, but this go around he was finished, he was ready to go and told us he had lived a really great life and cancer was too hard to take on just one more time, so we visited lots and tried to get as much conversations and hugs before he left us, there were many tears in April.
May - I turned 40 on May 3rd and on May 6th grandpa died, we celebrated 17 years of marriage on May 22 and all the while soccer still went on and life just kept going and it wasn't easy but it's life.
June - The garden showed promise.
July - My sister came to visit us from France and spent a few months with her family, it was so wonderful and one of the more happy occasions. She made it here to help grandpa die but those were under very sad conditions. We grew closer as together in May we stayed with grandpa in his final days.
August - Max came into our lives and it's funny how a fuzzy little animal can make one happy, and he has brought much joy to our family.
September - we wrapped up summer with a camping trip with good old friends, it was nice and felt needed.
October - I realized I needed to get a little help and I also needed to realize love can be found just about anyplace if we only open our eyes to it and even in the darkest times we have to look to the light because if we don't we create our own sad world.
November - fall was barely showing it's colors here in California but that's okay because thanks to flickr I was able to see lots of beautiful fall pictures from all the flickr friends back east. We spent Thanksgiving at our family cabin, enjoyed time together and got to play in the snow.
December - had to be kept simple this year we had no choice in the matter, however we learned something very valuable, the kids seemed to be just as happy and content with little gifts and we had fun making tons of snow flakes and homemade crafts, it felt like Christmas had a deeper meaning than all the commercialism I so easily find myself getting caught up in, I could really appreciate the reason for the season. It felt nice and I'm ready for 2011, I think it will be very good.
The MACS operated Amber Lagoon getting some small repairs in one of the holds
The vesse, sailing on voyage nr. 6404, calls on Immingham, Brake, Bremerhaven, Antwerp, Altamira, Houston, New Orleans, Port Arthur, Rotterdam, Immingham, Brake and back to Antwerp.
elaborazione cromatica e taglio da originale a colori.
isernia, molise. -italy-
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This was the after school snack for my hooligans today. I am slowly trying to get back into a routine. Now that school has started and our wonderful summer has passed I plan to spend more time here again. I have missed all of the beauty in the land of flickr.
Westside Auto center ASE certified Mechanic B.Hui doing some routine shop maintence monday evening..
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n. An reoccurring series of events that are performed in a sequential order. Daily and without fail.
Once my bro and I got into our air b&b we wrote up a daily routine that was easy to follow and we stuck to it.
It really helped pass the time fast and it kept short term goals. Both of which were important.
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in talking to val last night, i wondered if maybe daniel & i DO just want different things. val's bouncing from house to house right now, having broken up with her boyfriend about a month ago for what are potentially the same reasons daniel broke up with me. while i want the routine of being together -- it's not all i want, of course, but it's a decent chunk of it -- i guess maybe that's the last thing daniel wants.
it's funny ... a big part of what i miss is routine-related, or maybe what i mean is that it's partner-related. i miss being able to depend on daniel to be there for me & with me, to depend on him to do things for me & to let me do things for him. i miss waking up together & getting ready for work together, & i miss thinking about having that routine -- or another just like it -- for a good part of our lives. i miss the routine of going to the grocery store on sunday morning, of cooking dinner every night, of snuggling up against each other before bed, of holding hands while running errands, of looking out for each other.
on the one hand, i suppose this is a role just about anyone could fill in my life -- the concept of routine isn't daniel-oriented, after all. but it's not a role that i WANT just about anyone to fill in my life. this break-up has been so rough for me not only b/c i miss daniel in the day-to-day routine of my life, after all, although there is of course that aspect (i talked to him about everything, he knew all my secrets, he was my best friend as well as the boy i loved & adored & wanted to make out with); this break-up has been so rough for me b/c i miss everything i thought we'd have in the future, every routine i anticipated continuing, every new experience we'd embark on together (his starting his own studio in a new location, my having a baby, our creating a home together).
i guess that's not much of a revelation, really. the revelation comes from val's end of things -- that this routine (or stability, or comfort, or familiarity, or dependence -- or any other word she or daniel used to mean something negative, any other concept daniel picked from the air as being a "wrong" reason to love me) may be exactly what i want & miss, but maybe daniel's more like val & feels too young to want or miss something like that. just like val panicked a little at the thought of only being with dave for the rest of her life b/c "[she's] just a baby!", so too does daniel maybe find himself, as he put it the night he broke up with me, "too young to feel so grounded in a relationship."
well, i can't help that. i can't help what i want, & i don't really feel up to changing it. wanting less is too much of a compromise, even for me, the queen of compromise.
there's this older couple that lives up the street & around the corner from me, & i see them pretty much every day sitting on their patio with the newspaper or walking around the block with their elderly dogs, & i always thought that that could be us. in fact, in any mundane situation, i had no trouble at all putting our faces on other people -- that could be us doing yardwork together, that could be us celebrating our 31st wedding anniversary, that could be us pushing a double stroller up the sidewalk, that could be us kissing at the car door before parting for the day ... but now i see that for every "that could be us" thought i had & delighted in, daniel likely saw the same thing & felt a little bit more strangled & shut down & despondent. so i sit here & mourn the loss of our red-headed jewish babies while he's maybe relieved to have dodged that bullet.
i never wanted to make him feel trapped, but in talking to val, i fear that's exactly what happened, & i can't be anything other than what i am. i can't want something less. so instead i just want him, what we had, & what i thought we were going to have, & i hope he'll come around, like everyone who knows him well seems to think he will -- & i hope that it won't be too late when he does.
in other words, i hope he figures out what he wants, & i hope that when he does, what he figures out is that he wants me & us & our future.
but after talking to val, i have my doubts.