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Another tribute to one of the old masters, Saul Leiter.
Gyazo of the original
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@Inez, 1947
God said “ I need someone who can hear the sneeze through closed doors, in the middle of the night, 3 bedrooms away while daddy snores next to her, who could kiss the boo-boos, scare away the monsters under the bed, clean up the middle-of-the-night accidents, and live off 4 hours of interrupted sleep-so God made a mother.
Much missed, thanks mom for all you did while I was growing up, your children and grand children miss you.
Inspired by Breakfast at Tiffany's
Tribute To Audrey Hepburn
Thanks to Fabs for her kindness and patience
A last tribute to my dear father-in-law, who passed away in his sleep last weekend. He had been ill for some time.
He was very fond of gardening, so instead of flowers I folded some butterflies, representing his children and grandchildren.
We will miss him very much.
I will also be absent from Flickr for the rest of this week. Take care and see you later.
Tribute to Mary Travers,please take a time to view her lovely song^^
www.youtube.com/watch?v=AW6NVcqcRVE
Peter, Paul and Mary was a musical group from the United States who were one of the most successful folk-singing groups of the 1960s.
Flowers left on the step of a beach hut on the coast at Southend. Leaves me with so many questions as to who they are for. I like the bold primary colours of the hut and flowers and the sand attached to them from the beach.
In memory of HansHolt, who was a pillar of Macro Mondays
group and a great member of the Flickr community. www.flickr.com/photos/77411963@N07/
Silent Wings
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Created for Macro Mondays - Star
The two strong beams of light resembling the Twin Towers' descent toward the heavens, they serve as a beacon of contemplation and reflection. The Tribute in Light has become a powerful international symbol of 9/11 for more than a decade.
Thank you for your comments.
Gemma
Copyright ©Maria Gemma June, 2014
Tonight in Sydney.
Monday, 15th April, 2024.
The Sydney Opera House sails are lit up tonight with a black ribbon, to honour the victims of the tragedy at Bondi.
I travelled into the city after work this evening to capture the Opera House with its black ribbon.
The parking gods were smiling because I scored a car-space along Hickson Road, right outside the Park Hyatt Hotel (who does that?), then walked a short distance to the Overseas Passenger Terminal where, near the Quay Restaurant (closed tonight, I noted) you get a great vantage point looking out across Sydney harbour to the Opera House.
But then, I returned to the car, to hear on the news that in western Sydney tonight there has been another mass stabbing. Good grief - what is going on? This time a Christian priest and multiple worshippers were stabbed at Christ The Good Shepherd Church, in the western Sydney suburb of Wakeley (near Fairfield).
Unbelievable, given the events at Bondi just two day's ago.
Anyway, back to the black ribbon. It was, I thought, I grand tribute to those who lost their lives on Saturday at Bondi.
My Canon EOS 5D Mk IV with the Canon EF 75-300mm f/4-5.6L lens.
Processed in Adobe Lightroom and PhotoPad Pro by NCH software.
A year has sped by.....
I repost this today because it was Dean's favorite place to be,
and therefore the photo he liked best from my photostream.
Thanks again, Jon Herb, for letting us use your very moving words, I'll Be There. The aptness was unbelievable. Hugs.
...He was faithful, sweet and handsome. He filled our hearts with love. Our family and friends were blessed to have him in our lives. Cancer not only enters the bodies of man, but also in our loving precious pets...at times, it was as though we were his pets.
One must have a mind of winter
To regard the frost and the boughs
Of the pine-trees crusted with snow;
And have been cold a long time
To behold the junipers shagged with ice,
The spruces rough in the distant glitter
Of the January sun; and not to think
Of any misery in the sound of the wind,
In the sound of a few leaves,
Which is the sound of the land
Full of the same wind
That is blowing in the same bare place
For the listener, who listens in the snow,
And, nothing himself, beholds
Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.
-- Wallace Stevens
[My annual tribute to my favorite poem...]
Looking forward to be in my real lair... #sea #southwestfrance #paysbasque #saintjeandeluz #summer #afterCovid19 #breath #sport #smile #hat #freckles
The Lethbridge Viaduct or Hi Level Bridge, as it's also known, was completed in 1909 and cost a staggering (at that time) sum of 1.3 million dollars. It was originally built to access the coal mines in the area, which in their heyday, numbered around a hundred along with over 3200 km of tunnels. Spanning 1.6 km long and 96 meters high, it's the longest and highest trestle bridge in the world and is still used today.
In a park on the edge of the coulee overlooking the bridge, there were a couple of sculptured locomotive wheels placed in tribute to the Galt family, who were key figures in the development of Lethbridge. I thought it would be interesting to catch the setting sun as it ducked behind one of the wheels. It was a spontaneous decision to try for the shot and a friend was kind enough to bring us here. Unfortunately, I was ill prepared and did not have a tripod with me. Also, in retrospect, I should have looked for a composition to show more separation of the bridge as it's kind of lost in the background. This is the best of three shots, which is is enhanced with saturation and sharpness to qualify for Sliders Sunday.