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A special day of remembering in our hearts, the bravery, selflessness and sacrafices, all made for our freedom.
This black and white photograph captures a poignant moment at Lourdes, as a sick woman, supported by volunteers, passes beneath the Grotto. She holds a rosary and a picture, entrusting the health of a loved one to the care of the Virgin Mary. This image highlights the generosity and selflessness of individuals who, despite their own suffering, focus their thoughts and energies on others in need, demonstrating profound altruism.
Questa fotografia in bianco e nero cattura un momento toccante a Lourdes, mentre una donna malata, sostenuta dai volontari, passa sotto la Grotta. Tiene in mano un rosario e una foto, affidando la salute di una persona cara alle cure della Vergine Maria. Questa immagine mette in evidenza la generosità e l'altruismo di persone che, nonostante le proprie sofferenze, concentrano i loro pensieri e le loro energie sugli altri bisognosi, dimostrando un profondo altruismo.
...is watched over by the images of the 9th and 10th rulers of the Thai Chakri Dynasty, King Rama the 9th, on the left, in the round gold frame on the traffic island, and King Rama the 10th, his son, on the side of the building in the center. The monarchs are loved and revered in Thailand, and their pictures are displayed everywhere, especially # 9, who ruled for 70 years of impeccably selfless public service. Yellow is the royal color. -- Bangkok, Thailand -- November 30, 2018
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Yogi Tea Fortune Collaboration #1
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This is a collaboration with the wonderful Joel Robison This series is inspired by Yogi Tea and its individual fortunes that are on each tea bag. We thought it would an adventure to see each others interpretations of these fortunes:)
Valentines Day 2009...
This day is one of the most memorable days Ive ever had. It was a day filled with love, admiration, selflessness and joy. For the past month I fought so hard to save the love that meant so much to me. A love that while far from perfect at times, was the most amazing love I've had the privilege of. And in a matter of milliseconds I simultaneously destroyed it with backward thinking and logic, and broke the heart of a girl who tried so hard to let me back in... I love the woman whom I shared this day with so very much, and I will regret this poor choice of mine until the day I die. I regret all my poor choices in regards to her.
If you love someone, cherish them. Do right by them. Be selfless as much as humanly possible. and never act in ways you know will damage that love simply because you are hurt. Think about the things you say when you are upset thoroughly... It could very well be the last chance youll ever have to express yourself to that person.
I love you Priyanka and I'm terribly sorry for hurting you.
"The people of Latvia are thankful to the medics in Latvia and all over the world for their selfless service during the COVID-19 pandemic and have put up a monument by a famous Latvian artist to health care personnel, supported by donations of almost 20 local companies," said a release from the organizers of the initiative.
The six-meter-high sculpture "Medics to the World" shows a female medic who has just come out of the treatment room and is getting ready for her next shift.
引人注目的紅色蜻蜓停在水岸步道上，不知是歇息或者等待。
公園熙來攘往的人潮，也沒有將它打擾，彷彿一切置身度外。
The red dragonfly is docked on the waterfront trail, I do not know whether to rest or wait, The bustle of people in the park, Also didn't bother it, As if the state of selflessness.
The Greek Catholic Church of the Nativity of the Blessed Virgin Mary from 1847 in Becherov, Slovakia.
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Los escurridizos TECOs de Medway se me escapan una y otro vez. No se trata de que a la locomotora con la librea FUTURO aún no la haya ni olido, ojalá fuera ese mi problema!!!. Para encontrar en mi archivo una foto de uno de estos trenes tengo que recurrir a esta imagen que conseguí hace casi dos años, en una jornada en la que tuve la feliz idea de perseguir al tren hasta Subijana para fotografiarlo por segunda vez. Aquel día acababa de llegar a casa tras trabajar en el turno de noche y salté de la cama cuando me avisaron de la circulación de este tren. La verdad es que con el paso del tiempo valoro más el esfuerzo que hice aquel día porque de lo contrario este sería un tren inédito para este abnegado fotógrafo, que recuerda aquel día con una sonrisa cada vez que contempla el efusivo saludo que le dedicó el maquinista.
The elusive Medway container trains escape me time and again. It's not that I haven't even smelt the locomotive in the FUTURO livery yet, I wish that were my problem!!!. To find a photo of one of these trains in my archives I have to resort to this image that I got almost two years ago, on a day when I had the happy idea of following the train to Subijana to photograph it for the second time. That day I had just arrived home after working the night shift and jumped out of bed when I was told that this train was running. The truth is that every day that passes I appreciate more the effort I made that day because otherwise this would be an impossible train for this selfless photographer, who remembers that day with a smile every time he sees the effusive greeting that the driver gave him.
Submitted as my best shot from 2015!
Background Story: I had been living on the island of Oahu in Hawaii for over two years, by the time 2015 rolled around, but had yet to visit any of the other islands. And, with the decision to leave my career path and therefore the island made, I was on a deadline. So, one of my really selfless friends let me use him visiting as an excuse to go to the Big Island of Hawaii, which, if I had to choose an island to visit, that was the one I wanted, because VOLCANOES. So, we staid at Volcanoes National Park, literally a five minute walk away from the Halema'uma'u Crater on Kilauea Volcano, and took full advantage of the closeness to go out to the crater at night for some of the most amazing stargazing I've ever experienced. Seriously, it looked like the milky way was coming out of the crater! Like, the smoke blended in perfectly with the stream of stars, overhead. It was breathtaking (and very very cold)! I never met a lady in white with her dog walking along a path, no Pele encounters for me on the big island, but being out there at midnight, watching the earth give birth to the stars, I wouldn't have doubted for a second had I met her or her sister.
The illuminated Christus Statue shines prominently on a still dark Exhibition Road, London. No matter what your religious persuasion, the principles of kindness, love, selflessness, and service light the way and bring peace in an unsettled world.
She is the epitome of unconditional love, she is the strength of every child, and she is the anchor for every emotion. A small dedication to all mothers for your selflessness. Happy Mothers’ Day!!!
Love of God is not just a feeling but always involves showing love for God by selfless service to God’s creation. The only path to salvation is by rendering selfless service to God’s creation. “Seva brings you nearer to God Through seva, you realize that all are waves of the ocean of Divinity. “When you consider work as Divine service, you can do it anywhere, at any time. It is an offering to God, an offering to the Truth. Seva is uplifting your own Self, your own people, your own world. It is embracing God’s creation”.
To Know More About Saint Gurmeet Ram Rahim Singh Ji, Kindly Visit- omnipresencegod.wordpress.com
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Painting depicting worshiping Cow Mata by Hindus exhibited at Chitrakala Parishath Bengaluru.
In India, cow worship is a deeply rooted cultural and religious practice primarily observed by Hindus, who revere the cow as Gau Mata (Mother Cow). Rather than being worshipped as a single "God," the cow is viewed as a sacred symbol of life, motherhood, and selfless giving
“Aliit ori’shya tal’din” Family is more than blood. Redwing was a man of respect, admiration and family. He believed in his brothers more than any trainer, he was there for them no matter what. The men under his command felt that first hand, often being treated medically by the commander himself. He wielded a blade, known as a vibrojato, gifted to him by a father who fashioned it for him after Redwing saved his son. Redwing’s mentor and tutor, Jedi Master Lee Kailon taught him and a few of his brothers of ancient species in the Unknown regions. Selfless beings, ones who would give without thoughts of receiving, in the service of pure good. These species were plentiful. But along with these peaceful stories came tales of murderous beings slaughtering all that stood near enough to strike down. He was almost one of them, losing his mother and father to a purge like these. He was saved by the council, given a home and a purpose. The republic had allowed him to live a new life, free from the fear and chaos the unknown regions were known for. He taught us that without the republic we would not be here, “We owe our lives in service of this republic, as it gave us life and will save all that it touches, FOR THE REPUBLIC!!” Kailon gave his life in service of his precious republic, the separatists brought the fear and chaos back into his life and they would pay dearly for such a mistake. Kailon took many battles by his pure determination, he was committed to his cause like no other jedi. Rarely seen doing anything between meditation, caring for his men or smashing clankas. He was a true jedi and would be Redwing’s inspiration forever, striving to serve the republic as he did, selflessly and with purpose. He wears the dark red to signify the honor his master deserves, teaching his troops the lessons he remembers like it were one rotation ago.
I was originally going to wait until January 31st to share this photo, but based on what I decided to put in the caption, I think you'll understand the urgency of sharing it sooner rather than later...
This will be my "parting shot" for 2020. Of all the photos I took this year, this seemed like the most appropriate one to share as we look to put this difficult year behind us and hope for a better one in 2021.
2020 was tough for just about all of us, whether it was due to life not being normal due to all the shutdowns and restrictions, having our business hit hard, or, of course, ourselves or a loved one battling COVID-19 itself. Thankfully, only the first item in that list affected me personally, but I know many others who were affected by the others. The most recent difficult news I received was just three days before Christmas.
Some of you know that I'm in ministry, and I have several college students I meet with on a weekly basis for discipleship / mentoring. On Tuesday, the 22nd, I learned that the father of one of my students passed away from COVID-19. It was heartbreaking news, especially knowing how close this student was to his father. He was a provider for his family, and those who knew him said he was a wonderful, selfless, loving man.
The family now finds itself in financial need. I fully recognize that no one here personally knows this student, nor his family, and can only take my word for it, but I'd appreciate it if you took a moment to check out their GoFundMe page, read their brief story, and--if you feel moved to do so--make a donation: www.gofundme.com/f/family-funeral-funding-for-vincent-goo...
Regarding this photo, on August 11th I kept a somewhat-annual tradition of visiting East Deerfield, MA and the old B&M West End in August, a tradition that started back in my college days as a way to kind of "cap off" the summer before going back to school. There were rumors that Train EDRJ was an afternoon departure out of East Deerfield, but being Pan Am, that of course never materialzed. So, it was off to nearby Millers Falls to await the northbound return of NECR Train 611, and after shooting them there and at East Northfield, it was off to Vernon, Vermont for one more shot. With "No Tresspassing" signs aplenty for the well-known field shot, I drove a little further north. When I spotted the sign you see at right by the Route 142 crossing, I quickly pulled over and set up.
The sign reminds me of a favorite Bible verse--one that I think can serve as a great reminder to everyone, regardless of what you believe, as we enter a new year after this difficult one:
"And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love."
1 Corinthians 13:13
This timeless scene of Kerrygold butter on the hoof in County Antrim, Northern Ireland, is likely not far removed as it has been for centuries. Dunluce Castle, over on the next cliff ledge, has a history dating back to the 13th Century. As you may be able to tell, it’s in a bit of disrepair.
The ruins of Dunluce have taken on the very character of the basalt and chalk cliffs where it abides… and its history lives on in this image.
In many ways, it reminds me of Evelyn McCullough, as she had taken on the charm and beauty around her that was her beloved Ireland. I saw that for myself one glorious morning over ten years ago along this coast, a time I will never forget. The place in this image is one of the first she brought me to. She was a hoot, so delighted to show me her favorite places in Northern Ireland. Oh, and she was wild behind the wheel — quite like me — making the journey that much more fun. She gave me pointers for driving in that part of the world… another Irish friend, Sean, who’s retired from the Garda Síochána, would not approve.
She passed from this life in August of 2016 after a valiant bout with incurable cancer. We had a remarkable visit with her in hospice about two weeks before that happened. It was clear that even in the fearsome certainty of death of her last two years, hers was still a life of fullness and selflessness… and beauty that surpasses the land that she loved. Her nurses attested to that enthusiastically. She will forever remain in the hearts of all who knew her... as always. God bless her family and friends.
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55 gramos de idas y venidas, zambullidas, persecuciones, baños, entregas abnegadas a su pareja. 55 gramos contra vientos ,mareas, lluvias, calor tórrido...........incansable. Charrancito ( Sternula albifrons)
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55 grams of comings and goings, diving, chasing, swimming, and selfless devotion to their mate. 55 grams against wind, tides, rain, scorching heat... tireless. Little Tern (Sternula albifrons)
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I struggle so deeply
to understand
how someone can
pour their entire soul
blood and energy
into someone
without wanting
anything in
return.
I will have to wait till I'm a mother.
-Rupi Kaur
To celebrate Mother's day and my sister's Birthday we went to a Butterfly Conservatory! The grounds outside the conservatory were gorgeous, parts even reminded me of Versailles.
Poko is a very selfless little guy, he will do whatever he can to help you out, if you are feeling a little down, he will cheer you up, and that's just the way he is.
Poko can be use as decoration for your home, but he is also soft and well made to be use as a toy, great for stocking stuffer, and just sooo cute to look at!
He is made of red felt, details in pink, brown, white, yellow and blue felt. Measurements are 5 1/2(15cm) inches tall and 6 inches wide from the widest part.
All my creations are 100% carefully hand-stitched.
Ruigoord (Dutch pronunciation: [ˈrœyxoːrt]) is a village in the Houtrakpolder in the Dutch province of North Holland, situated within the municipality of Amsterdam. Until the 1880s, it was an island in the IJ bay, which turned into a polder. The village is nowadays partially closed in by the Port of Amsterdam, and lies about 8 km east of Haarlem.[1]
In the 1960s the village was evacuated by the municipality of Amsterdam, which intended to extend its harbour, but the plans fell through. In 1973 the village was squatted by a group of artists who planned to make a colony there. As such it exists to this day, but is legalized nowadays. Full moon parties are regularly organised in the formerly Roman Catholic village church and every year there is the Landjuweel (Land Jewel) festival in August.
Since the early 2000s, the village has staged an annual poetry festival over the Whitsun weekend, Vurige tongen (Fiery Tongues). One of the festival's three days is always devoted to international poets. From 2003 on, a yearly Ruigoord Trophy has been awarded to individuals who have selflessly dedicated themselves to maintaining the village as an important cultural stronghold. The first such trophy was presented to Simon Vinkenoog. Three notable non-Dutch trophy holders are the late American poet and photographer Ira Cohen, the Canada-born writer Jordan Zinovich, and the Amsterdam-based American poet and writer Eddie Woods.
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Just playing with colours and curves in photoshop lately. There is so much I have to learn and keep up with learning. It's great to have a project to grow with.
We'd end each day the same way - all of us watching some tv show or another, Mom on the big couch, we three sort of squished together on the love seat. She'd barely make it to the first commercial break before she was asleep.
We complained about it then - that she should just go up to her room and to bed - leave us with both couches, and not having to whisper so we wouldn't wake her. It wasn't fair - selfish, even. Why did she always get the big couch? That memory became one of those things from childhood my brother, sister, and I remembered and laughed about - and for years, it still held this subtle edge of judgement.
And then there was the day my Mom shared with me what it was really like for her to be a single mom.
She told me how it was to be young, and scared - mostly all of the time. She worried that although my Dad was wonderful - a very active parent, supportive financially - that if anything ever happened to him, she wouldn't be able to support us on her own. It kept her up at night. She took out loans and put herself back in school. She became a nurse - because nurses always had a job. Then she put herself through grad school so she could take on more responsibility, with more job security. I just thought she wanted it. She worked full time, carried a full load in school, and made dinner every night. She was at every school play, soccer game, band concert, tennis match, etc., etc. I suppose I knew at least some of it, but like I know the ground is under me - I never really thought about it - not like that.
And then - then, she told me about the couch.
She said every night she sat down intending to spend time with us. We were the most important thing in her life - she just wanted to be with us. She wanted to laugh with us, and she wanted to watch Little House on the Prairie with us. She knew we grumbled about it, and promised herself over and over she'd stay awake. But, every night, she fell asleep. She was just too exhausted. She cried when she told me. So did I.
There are a lot of ways I probably could depict my Mom as a young woman - but this - this is my Mom. My beautiful, courageous, selfless, Mom.
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trying to get back into selfless but iono what i'm doing at the moment
i need to start finding props.
i think i have like 15 ideas drawn out but opppp they're just sitting there.
at least i was able to photograph some stock clouds before it started raining
This image taken at a shrine in Karachi signifies the mother and child bond. The way the child’s head and arm drape the mother’s body makes the child look safe and comfortable. The position of the head also indicates the weight of the child that the mother selflessly carries to give the child a sense of security.
The emblem of Lanyang Museum attempts to convey “The Harmony and Symbiosis between Mankind and Nature” and “Association between Mankind and History”. During initial stages of design, discussions were made among experts in museology, literature and history, natural ecology, local painters, CIS designers and dignitaries in the County before the decision was made to adopt the traditional wooden sculpture human-figure totem from the Kavalan Tribe, which most aptly expresses the above-mentioned connotations. Furthermore, the Lanyang Museum emblem also implies another meaning: countless people from all over Taiwan “selflessly contributed their efforts to make the creation of the museum possible.” Within such a small human-figure totem, it also conceals the profound respect towards them.
Love Is All Around
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熱心、愛心、同情心、惻隱之心，
不應該有性別、年齡、甚至美醜的區別。
愛，不是建基於利益、情義和血緣的關係上，
而是需要建基於「即使沒有任何關係」。
有了無私的愛；
成就了自己的耐心與慈悲。
有了惻隱之心；
成就了自己的智慧和真善美。
Love of God is not just a feeling but always involves showing love for God by selfless service to God’s creation. The only path to salvation is by rendering selfless service to God’s creation. “Seva brings you nearer to God Through seva, you realize that all are waves of the ocean of Divinity. “When you consider work as Divine service, you can do it anywhere, at any time. It is an offering to God, an offering to the Truth. Seva is uplifting your own Self, your own people, your own world. It is embracing God’s creation”.
To Know More About Saint Gurmeet Ram Rahim Singh Ji, Kindly Visit- omnipresencegod.wordpress.com
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Siwash Rock, also known by its Squamish name Skalsh or Slhx̱i7lsh, is a famous rock outcropping in Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada's Stanley Park. A legend among the Indigenous Squamish people surrounds the rock. It is between 15 and 18 metres tall (50–60 feet). It became known to mariners as Nine Pin Rock for its vague resemblance to a bowling pin at one point too. [source: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Siwash_Rock]
Siwash Rock is one of the most iconic of Stanley Park’s father figures. Located at a sharp bend between 3rd Beach, Prospect Point and the Lions Gate Bridge, Siwash is a rocky outcrop with a tough, twisted handful of Douglas Firs sprouting on top. Long before Lord Stanley gazed upon the lattice of rocky shores, sandy beaches and giant cedars that make up our beloved park, Siwash Rock stood ‘like a noble-spirited, upright warrior” according to E. Pauline Johnson (aka Tekahionwake), the author of Legends of Vancouver.
Whether you choose to salute Siwash Rock as an interesting, coastal formation or a monument dedicated to a selfless father figure, it’s still one of Stanley Park’s most photographed and revered attractions. The geological explanation for origins of this Vancouver icon says that Siwash Rock came to be thanks to a volcanic dike forming in the sandstone and mudstone that form the park’s foundation. Burning hot magma was forced upwards through a crack in the Earth’s surface creating an abstract-looking basalt stack. Tougher than the sandstone cliffs nearby, Siwash Rock is the only sea stack for kilometers around. [source: www.insidevancouver.ca/2013/08/22/history-of-siwash-rock/]
Stanley Park is a 405-hectare (1,001-acre) public park that borders the downtown of Vancouver in British Columbia, Canada and is almost entirely surrounded by waters of Vancouver Harbour and English Bay. The park has a long history and was one of the first areas to be explored in the city. The land was originally used by indigenous peoples for thousands of years before British Columbia was colonized by the British during the 1858 Fraser Canyon Gold Rush. For many years after colonization, the future park with its abundant resources would also be home to non-aboriginal settlers. The land was later turned into Vancouver's first park when the city incorporated in 1886. It was named after Lord Stanley, 16th Earl of Derby, a British politician who had recently been appointed governor general. Unlike other large urban parks, Stanley Park is not the creation of a landscape architect, but rather the evolution of a forest and urban space over many years. Most of the man-made structures we see today were built between 1911 and 1937 under the influence of then superintendent W.S. Rawlings. Additional attractions, such as a polar bear exhibit, aquarium, and miniature train, were added in the post-war period. Much of the park remains as densely forested as it was in the late 1800s, with about a half million trees, some of which stand as tall as 76 meters (249 ft) and are up to hundreds of years old. Thousands of trees were lost (and many replanted) after three major windstorms that took place in the past 100 years, the last in 2006. Significant effort was put into constructing the near-century-old Vancouver Seawall, which can draw thousands of residents and visitors to the park every day. The park also features forest trails, beaches, lakes, children's play areas, and the Vancouver Aquarium, among many other attractions.
On June 18, 2014 Stanley Park was named "top park in the entire world" by TripAdvisor.
[source: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stanley_Park]
Vancouver, officially the City of Vancouver, is a coastal seaport city on the mainland of British Columbia, Canada, and the most populous city in the province. The 2011 census recorded 603,502 people in the city, making it the eighth largest Canadian municipality. The Greater Vancouver area of around 2.4 million inhabitants is the third most populous metropolitan area in the country. Vancouver is one of the most ethnically and linguistically diverse cities in Canada; 52% of its residents have a first language other than English. Vancouver is classed as a Beta global city. The City of Vancouver encompasses a land area of about 114 square km, giving it a population density of about 5,249 people per square km (13,590 per square mi). Vancouver is the most densely populated Canadian municipality with over 250,000 residents, and the fourth most densely populated such city in North America behind New York City, San Francisco, and Mexico City. The original settlement, named Gastown, grew up on clearcuts on the west edge of the Hastings Mill logging sawmill's property, where a makeshift tavern had been set up on a plank between two stumps and the proprietor, Gassy Jack, persuaded the curious mill-workers to build him a tavern, on 1 July 1867. From that first enterprise, other stores and some hotels quickly appeared along the waterfront to the west. Gastown became formally laid out as a registered townsite dubbed Granville, B.I. ("B.I" standing for "Burrard Inlet"). As part of the land and political deal whereby the area of the townsite was made the railhead of the CPR, it was renamed "Vancouver" and incorporated shortly thereafter as a city, in 1886. By 1887, the transcontinental railway was extended to the city to take advantage of its large natural seaport, which soon became a vital link in a trade route between the Orient, Eastern Canada, and Europe. As of 2014, Port Metro Vancouver is the third largest port by tonnage in the Americas (displacing New York), 27th in the world, the busiest and largest in Canada, and the most diversified port in North America. While forestry remains its largest industry, Vancouver is well known as an urban centre surrounded by nature, making tourism its second-largest industry. Major film production studios in Vancouver and Burnaby have turned Greater Vancouver and nearby areas into one of the largest film production centres in North America, earning it the film industry nickname, Hollywood North. [source: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vancouver]
“Summer is a period of luxurious growth. To be in harmony with the atmosphere of summer, awaken early in the morning and reach to the sun for nourishment to flourish as the gardens do. Work, play, travel, be joyful, and grow into selfless service. The bounty of the outside world enters and enlivens us.”
Paul Pitchford
The smooth surface of the lake in Spišská Bela against the background of trees and the distant High Tatras mountains on a sunny autumn day.
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For Girls Theme Week Live: 7 Heavenly Virtues
Humility (modesty, opposes Pride) Modest behavior, selflessness, and the giving of respect. Giving credit where credit is due; not unfairly glorifying one's own self.
Model: Karen Johnson
Make up artist: Otoi Mercado
Lighting info: 1 SB-800 @ 1/32 camera right, 1 SB-800 @ 1/64 behind model aimed at camera left
Explore: 161 on Tuesday, December 18, 2007
PADDY, JAGO and DAISY-MAUD: "Hullo Scout! Hullo Emmett!"
SCOUT: "Oh! Hullo Paddy, Jago and Daisy-Maud!"
EMMETT: "Hullo Daisy-Maud, Jago and Paddy! Daisy-Maud, may I have a cuddle?"
DAISY-MAUD: "Of course you may, Emmett!" *Cuddles Emmett.*
EMMETT: "Thank you Daisy-Maud! You give the best hugs."
PADDY: "What are you doing, Scout?"
SCOUT: "Oh Emmett and I are writing our Christmas lists for Father Christmas and the Christmas Bear."
PADDY: "That is very oranised, Scout."
SCOUT: "Well, you cannot be too prepared for Father Christmas and the Christmas Bear, Paddy!" *Nods seriously.* "Especially when it comes to wishes!"
JAGO: "Scout's list looks quite long Daisy-Maud." *Peers at Scout's Christmas list.*
DAISY-MAUD: *Whispers.* "Yes, but Emmett's page is blank." *Peers at Emmett's page with concern.*
PADDY: "Let's see what is on your list, Scout." *Looks at Scout's list.* "Tutus, a Red Riding Hood teapot like Mama Kim's." *Looks at Scout in alarm.*
SCOUT: "What?!?!"
PADDY: "Daddy gave that teapot especially to Mama Kim, Scout!"
SCOUT: "Well, he should have given it to me instead, Paddy!"
*Nods emphatically.*
PADDY: "I'm not sure that is how it works, Scout."
SCOUT: "Well, it should do, Paddy." *Nods more.*
PADDY: "Well, let's keep going through your list. Tutus." *Pauses.* "Oh I think you might have made a mistake, Scout."
SCOUT: "Me!" *Horrified.* "A mistake?" *Indignant.* "Never!"
PADDY: "Well, you have listed tutus twice, Scout."
SCOUT: "No I haven't, Paddy!" *Shakes head.*
PADDY: "Yes you have, Scout, at number one and number three on your list." *Points to entries on the list with paw.*
SCOUT: "No I haven't, Paddy!" *Shakes head more.*
PADDY: "Yes you have, Scout!" *Points again.* "Look there!"
SCOUT: "I don't need to look at my list to know that I haven't listed tutus twce, Paddy!" *Shakes head.* "I have listed tutus four times! They are also at number five and number seven on my list."
PADDY: "But why, Scout? Surely once is enough."
SCOUT: "No it isn't Paddy! Father Christmas is quite ancient, like you, and the Christmas Bear is very busy helping make up for Father Christmas' ancientness! If they skim read my list they may miss that I want tutus if I only list it once."
PADDY: "Oh!" *Surprised.*
DAISY-MAUD: "Umm... Scout," *Tentatively.* "Chocolate isn't spelt like that."
SCOUT: "What?"
DAISY-MAUD: "On your list, Scout: you have spelt chocolate incorrectly."
SCOUT: "Oh pooh!" *Disappointed.* "Well, I'm sure the Christmas Bear can work out that I am asking for chocolate. He's a very smart bear, you know, Daisy-Maud."
DAISY-MAUD: "Oh I know, Scout."
JAGO: "But Emmett, your list is empty."
PADDY: "Empty, Emmett?" *Alarmed.*
EMMETT: "I know, Jago and Paddy." *Smiles happily.*
PADDY: "But why, Emmett?"
DAISY-MAUD: "Don't you want anything nice from Father Christmas and the Christmas Bear, Emmett?"
EMMETT: *Shakes head.*
JAGO: "Isn't there something you are wishing for, Emmett?"
EMMETT: "What could I possibly wish for, Jago, that I don't already have? I have everything I need, or ever wished for right here."
JAGO: "You have, Emmett?"
EMMETT: "Yes, Jago!" *Smiles broadly. "When I was in the orphanage for bears in Shropshire, I had many bear friends, and there was plenty of food to fill my grumbly tummy, so I was quite happy. However, all I wished for, juts like everybear there, was to have a Mummy or Daddy of my very own to love me and give me kisses and cuddles."
PADDY: "And now you have that with Daddy!"
EMMETT: "Yes, Paddy! I do! I'm so happy now! And if that weren't enough, I have a family with all of you, and I have a best friend in Funky at Mummy Marian's house! I have everything I have ever dreamed of, and ever so much more!"
DAISY-MAUD: "Oh Emmett!" *Tears well in eyes.* "That is so lovely! I am so touched. I shall give you another cuddle just for that!"
EMMETT: "Oh I'd like that Daisy-Maud!"
DAISY-MAUD: *Cuddles Emmett.*
SCOUT: "There must be something you want, Emmett! I can't have a full list, and you have nothing on yours!"
EMMETT: "But I just said, Scout, I don't need anything."
JAGO: "Well, perhaps you would like some sweets like Scout has on his list."
DAISY-MAUD: "Or chocolates."
PADDY: "Or tutus."
SCOUT: "Paddy no!" *Alarmed. * "Emmett can't ask for tutus, too!" *Shakes head vehmently.* "Rosie and I are asking for tutus, and I'm sure there are only so many tutus to go around!" *Concerned.* "I don't want to miss out!"
PADDY: "Alright Scout. Not tutus, Emmett."
DAISY-MAUD: "There must be something that you want, deep in your heart of hearts, Emmett."
EMMETT: *Sighs deeply.* "Well, there is one thing I'd love."
PADDY, DAISY-MAUD, JAGO and SCOUT: "What Emmett?"
EMMETT: *Sighs again.* "Well, I had a friend at the orphanage for bears in Shropshire called Edgar. I sometimes wish that Edgar was here too. I wish I could share all that I have with him. He is a very lovely, softly spoken bear who wears a pretty floral bow tie. He is very kind and gentle, and I know he would love all of you, and you would love him. I also know he would love my best friend Funky, and Funky would love Edgar too!"
PADDY: "Well, why don't you put that on your list, Emmett?"
JAGO: "Yes, a capital idea, Emmett!"
DAISY-MAUD: "I agree, Emmett."
EMMETT: "Oh, I couldn't ask Father Christmas and the Christmas Bear to bring Edgar all the way here, Paddy, JAGO and Daisy-Maud! They will be far too busy filling Scout's wishes, and Rosie's and all of yours!"
DAISY-MAUD: "Well, there is no harm in asking, Emmett."
SCOUT: "I think you should write it down, Emmett. I think it would be a good idea. It's almost as good an idea as me asking for tutus and a Little Red Riding Hood teapot like Mama Kim's!"
JAGO: "I think you should write it on your list."
EMMETT: "Edgar and I had a friend called Benjamin. Do you think I would be greedy if I asked Father Christmas and the Christmas Bear to bring him to Daddy's house too?"
DAISY-MAUD: "No, I don't think so, Emmett. In fact, I think that Father Christmas and the Christmas Bear would be pleased that you have been so selfless in your wish, Emmett."
SCOUT: "Are you suggesting that I am being selfish, asking Father Christmas and the Christmas Bear for tutus and a Little Red Riding Hood teapot like Mama Kim's, Daisy-Maud?" *Indigant.*
DAISY-MAUD: "Oh no, Scout!" *Shakes head.* "All I am suggesting is that your list is more... err... what Father Christmas and the Christmas Bear would expect from little bears around the world, whereas Emmett's wish is a little bit different to the usual."
SCOUT: "Gosh! I hope that lots of bears around the world don't ask for tutus, or there will be a tutu shortage!" *Puts paw to mouth in concern.*
DAISY-MAUD: "I'm sure you won't miss out, sweet Scout."
JAGO: "Emmett, write down on the top of your list that you wish for Edgar and... and... what is the other bear's name again?"
EMMETT: "Benjamin, Jago!"
JAGO: "Thank you! Write down on your list that you would like Edgar and Benjamin to come and stay here with you, at Daddy's house."
DAISY-MAUD: "Yes do, Emmett!"
SCOUT: "Just don't write down tutus on your list, Emmett."
EMMETT: "Not even if I write down that I wish for you to have them, Scout?"
SCOUT: "Best not risk it, Emmett." *Shakes head.*
EMMETT: *Writes that he would like Edgar and Benjamin to come and live with him at Daddy's house.*
JAGO: "Well done, Emmett."
DAISY-MAUD: "Indeed, very well done, sweet Emmett."
EMMETT: "But Paddy, what if Daddy doesn't like Edgar and Benjamin coming to stay with us?"
PADDY: "That won't happen if Father Christmas and the Christmas Bear fulfil your wish, Emmett." *Shakes head.*
EMMETT: "But how do you know, Paddy?"
PADDY: "Because Daddy has a saying, Emmett."
EMMETT: "What is it, Paddy?"
PADDY, SCOUT, DAISY-MAUD and JAGO: "There is always room for one more bear!"
EMMETT: "But Edgar and Benjamin and two bears!"
PADDY: "There is always room for two more bears!" *Nods emphatically.*
Scout's Christmas present from Father Christmas and the Christmas Bear in 2022 was a beautiful 1930s Little Red Riding Hood tea set for six. It was made by an unknown maker in Stoke-on-Trent. Not all the set is being used today. It features beautiful, brightly coloured transfers of different parts of the faerie tale.
My Paddington Bear came to live with me in London when I was two years old (many, many years ago). He was hand made by my Great Aunt and he has a chocolate coloured felt hat, the brim of which had to be pinned up by a safety pin to stop it getting in his eyes. The collar of his mackintosh is made of the same felt. He wears wellington boots made from the same red leather used to make the toggles on his mackintosh.
He has travelled with me across the world and he and I have had many adventures together over the years. He is a very precious member of my small family.
Scout was a gift to Paddy from my friend. He is a Fair Trade Bear hand knitted in Africa. His name comes from the shop my friend found him in: Scout House. He tells me that life was very different where he came from, and Paddy is helping introduce him to many new experiences. Scout catches on quickly, and has proven to be a cheeky, but very lovable member of our closely knit family.
Jago was a gift from a dear friend in England. He is made of English mohair with suede paw pads and glass eyes. He is a gentle bear, kind and patient who carries an air of calm about him. He is already fitting in with everyone else very nicely.
Daisy Maud is Jago's little sister and was made by the same friend in England who made him. She is made of German mohair with floral fabric cotton paw pads that match her pretty sunhat, and glass eyes. A sweet and loving little girl bear, she is happy to be reunited with her big brother, Jago, and enjoys being spoiled by her new Daddy.
Made by Merrythought in England, Emmett is a charming little bear, sweet and smiling, crafted from multi-tonal marl grey mohair and featuring golden velvet paws. He is accessorised with a classic tartan woollen scarf. He is number 23 or a limited worldwide edition of 200.
Y esta es para todas vosotras. Siempre abnegadas, siempre preocupadas por vuestros hijos. Sean pequeños o mayores.
En algo se tiene que notar, que nos llevásteis nueve meses siempre con vosotras.
Un abrazo para todas!!!
And this is for all of you. Always selfless, always concerned for your children. Small or larger.
In something has to be noted , took nine months we always with you .
A hug for all!
"When we know that another depends on us, we are spared the despair of living for ourselves alone."
-- Mervin B. Tomsky
~ Have a blessed Sunday my dear friends!
We’re in the mountains preparing for the upcoming Grandfather Mountain Highland Games… so, it just seemed appropriate to post a beach picture. Ha! I am working on local images, though this one reminded me of things that are meaningful to me. At a local grocery store to pick up supplies Monday, I began laughing as we were walking up from the parking lot. I pointed out a bumper sticker to Joyce, “Where am I going and why am I in this handbasket?” Born a child of the Cold War, I well remember the world before it went to Hell in a handbasket as it looks lately. Oh, we had problems then, just as any generation has… but we were steeped in principles that seem no longer to exist. An overall sense of truth, reality, reason, honor, responsibility, selflessness, respect, and Godliness were more evident then than now, at least in my circles. Anarchy was apparent then, too, though not to the degree that everyone had their own ‘truth’. That defeats the very definition of truth, that which conforms to reality. ‘Reality’ is no doubt in short supply now, as many prefer to believe that reality will adjust to their proclivity. It doesn’t, and often comes back to bite those who think so. For me there’s a longing of a simpler time, with a childlike innocence and wonder. My idea of Heaven is to be a wide-eyed 5-year-old forever, but in this life, that is gone, like…
The Sand and the Foam
Dawn... like an angel
Lights on the step
Muting the morning she heralds
Dew on the grass
Like the tears the night wept
Gone long before
The day wears old
Time stills the singing
A child holds so dear
And I'm just beginning to hear
Gone are the pathways
The child followed home
Gone, like the sand and the foam
Pressed in the pages
Of some aging text
Lies an old lily a-crumbling
Marking a moment
Of childish respects
Long since betrayed and forgotten
Time stills the singing
A child holds so dear
And I'm just beginning to hear
Gone are the pathways
The child followed home
Gone, like the sand and the foam
Dawn... like an angel
Lights on the step
Muting the morning she heralds
Dew on the grass
Like the tears the night wept
Gone long before
The day wears old
Time stills the singing
A child holds so dear
And I'm just beginning to hear
Gone are the pathways
The child followed home
Gone, like the sand and the foam
Gone like the sand (gone like the sand)
Gone, like the sand and the foam
Dan Fogelberg, 1980
That day is today when Dog Day is celebrated.
Dog Day celebrates all dogs, mixed and pure breed that need to be rescued each year and acknowledges family dogs and dogs that work selflessly each day to save lives. So many dogs put their lives on the line every day, for personal protection, for law enforcement, for the disabled. drug sniffer dogs and bomb detecting dogs.
Zia falls into the category of being a rescued dog and is happy to celebrate Dog Day doing something she loves, laying in the sun, watching for critters to chase (usually flies!) She hopes many dogs will be adopted into their forever homes and those dogs that serve us are given special treats and loads of love today and every day.