Forget
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World Trade Center a few months before 9/11, New York, USA
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The tremedously talented docophoto just posted a splendid shot with a little tiny cameo of herself in a mirror in the background of the photo and it just looked so good….. and it put me in mind of a shot I had taken some time ago in the ladies loo at Circular Quay in Sydney… so what ever else you do today everybody….please don’t forget your valuable…....:) / . /
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A little baby seal off Blakeney near Cromer / Shot with a Canon EOS 400D.
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Forget Me Not- Worked in Photoshop. / At first glance the ‘forget me not’ is a tiny plant that you could walk by and hardly notice. But on closer inspection like most things from mother nature it is absolutely beautiful. I think I did her justice Canon 400D – 100mm 2.8 macro lens- photoshop CS3 /
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Memories fade, echoes diminish / But if you listen, in the quiet times / You can just faintly make out / Laughter, Love and Life A Rose of Cloth is all that’s left / To symbolise a vibrant life, guard a final resting place / And absorb the regretful tears / A simple Rose of Cloth / / ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ / / Photographer for Hire – All Occasions – Mail Me :) / / My rules for photography and art are very simple – I like it, or I don’t… / / Thanks for visiting my folio :) / I certainly appreciate your taking time to view what I’ve been up to, and enjoy reading your comments. Calendars: Sets available on request. / / Writings (or ramblings) / Music of the Spheres / Another World / Time & Tears / The 3rd / The 10th / Weaver / High-Flyer / The In-Between Place / The Haggard Crone / Come, Dark / Chandelier Brain / Eat Me / You’re Strange, Rick / Ever-Queen / Sleeping / The Black, White & Grey
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A single stem of forget-me-nots against a natural background of the rest of the plant :) I love these flowers but I personally find them hard to focus with. —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- / Location: Portland, OR / Date: May 31th, 2008 / Light Conditions: Sunny / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- Camera: Canon Digital Rebel XT (350D) / Lens: EF-S 60mm f/2.8 / Focal Length: 60 mm Shutter Speed: 1/60 sec / Aperture: 2.8 / ISO: 100 / — MY PHOTOGRAPHS ARE COPYRIGHTED AND NOT FOR USE OF STOCK, CANNOT BE REDISTRIBUTE, EDITED, AND/OR COPIED WITHOUT MY PERMISSION.
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© Aimee Stewart, Foxfires – please see my CC Terms of Use before considering using this image for any personal or commercial use http://foxfires.deviantart.com/journal/6266450/ / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- / “Masquerade! / Take your fill - / let the spectacle / astound you….” – Masquerade, Phantom of the Opera All credits are listed here, click to view The full series: / (More coming soon!)
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I love this. I’ve just had my hair re-done, yay!
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This one is for Mekea the gorgeous model :) ..::Stock Photo Credit::.. / Model / Background / Sky / Butterflies If you like this piece, please check out: / / /
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When I saw this prayer, written by an unknown author, at the Carmelite monastery where I do volunteer work, I knew I had to incorporate it into an image and offer its consoling words to those who are suffering from Alzheimer’s as well as to family, friends, and medical personnel who care for those afflicted with this disease. I chose an image of a cloud-filled sky as the sun was setting because those with Alzheimer’s are largely in the sunset of their lives and have to contend with many issues that cloud their lives. Prayer for an Alzheimer’s Sufferer Please grant my visitors tolerance for my confusion, / Forgiveness for my irrationality, / and the strength to walk with me / Into the mist of memory my world has become. Please let them take my hand and stay awhile / Even though I seem unaware of their presence. / Help them to know how their strength and loving care / Will drift slowly into the days to come / Just when I need it most. Let them know when I don’t recognize them / that I will . . . I will. / Keep their hearts free from sorrow for me / For my sorrow when it comes only lasts a moment – / then it’s gone. And finally please let them know / how very much their visits mean, / How, even through this relentless mystery, / I can still feel the love. Amen
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I have just been featured in; The Urban Wildlife Group and The Nikon DSLR Users Group I went for a walk today over to the Forty Hall Estate in Enfield for a couple of hours and this beautiful male Mandarin Duck was gliding gracefully across the lake with his female in tow. I was so happy the way this one turned out. The weather was a little overcast but that gave a fantastic balanced light making the colour of this lovely duck stand out really well. I hope you like the shot and thank you so much for viewing my work, please come again soon. NIKON D60 DSLR / F-stop f/4.8 / Exposure time 1/640 sec / ISO speed 800 / Focal length 180 mm on a 70 – 300 mm Nikon lens / Shutter Priority Maybe you like this one better? All the materials contained may not be reproduced, copied, edited, published, transmitted or uploaded in any way without my permission. My images do not belong to the public domain sector. Please ask for my permission before using this image for any purpose and in anyway because without it will lead to legal action. ©Anthony Hedger 2009.*
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Prairie dog with funny expression, razor sharp and clear image using large file size. Beautiful T-shirts with different colors and styles are also available with this image: Prairie Dog with Funny Expression T-shirt A companion image is also available: Prairie Dog Kiss Calendars Too: Calendar Gallery Location: Badlands National Park Canon 40D camera, Canon 500mm IS 4.0 Lens, Tripod with Ballhead Mount. For discussion of shutter speed, f-stop, available light, and my technique, please visit my profile page…thank you :-)
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Forgiveness not forgotten
by tkrosevearI forgave you yesterday for hurtful words / today, I compromised for affection / I’ll forgive you tomorrow / and lose more faith in my belie…
Back in 1992, I wrote this quote in my journal, “Forgiveness is a courageous attempt to add steps to the ladder of the future. To forgive oneself is the doorway to heaven and the challenge of lives to come.” I cannot remember who the author was, but this quote is a part of my daily routine - / I forgive myself for what I’ve done yesterday, today and tomorrow! / In my counseling efforts the issue of forgiveness is always misconstrued, that in order to forgive you must embrace the person forgiven – this is NOT to say you need live with them, tolerate future abuse, or forget the lessons learned from this relationship. I guess that this particular belief is what sparked the inspiration for this writing at 2am this morning. / I am hopeful that someone struggling with Self-Esteem earns their presence and ability to hold themself in enough regard and strength NOT to compromise themself for Survival, Affection or Success! / Peace~ Imagine my surprise today 5/6/09, when my sweet sister DevineDay Dreams created created this beautiful artwork to accompany this poem…
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Thanks for visiting another vintage composite. The tones were skewed with the “hue” layers option. FEATURED in Inspired Art ~ with thanks to the wonderful hosts. FEATURED in Out of the Past ~ I sincerely appreciate this feature! FEATURED in THE SISTERHOOD ~ many thanks to the hosts and members! FEATURED in Vintage and Gorgeous ~ sincere thanks to the members and hosts. Thank you to the model! Inspired by poetry ~ one of my favorites! Forgetfulness / by Billy Collins / / The name of the author is the first to go / followed obediently by the title, the plot, / the heartbreaking conclusion, the entire novel / which suddenly becomes one you have never read, / never even heard of, as if, one by one, the memories you used to harbor / decided to retire to the southern hemisphere of the brain, / to a little fishing village where there are no phones. Long ago you kissed the names of the nine Muses goodbye / and watched the quadratic equation pack its bag, / and even now as you memorize the order of the planets, something else is slipping away, a state flower perhaps, / the address of an uncle, the capital of Paraguay. Whatever it is you are struggling to remember / it is not poised on the tip of your tongue, / not even lurking in some obscure corner of your spleen. It has floated away down a dark mythological river / whose name begins with an L as far as you can recall, / well on your own way to oblivion where you will join those / who have even forgotten how to swim and how to ride a bicycle. No wonder you rise in the middle of the night / to look up the date of a famous battle in a book on war. / No wonder the moon in the window seems to have drifted / out of a love poem that you used to know by heart. Inspired by Music ~ Alan Jackson – Remember When
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Acrylic on A3 Gesso Paper The Ode They shall grow not old, / As we that are left grow old, / Age shall not weary them, / Nor the years condemn. / At the going down of the sun, / And in the morning / We will remember them. Original for sale – www.naomioconnor.com .
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We should never forget to Honour those Men and Woman who fought and fight to protect us against tyranny. I’d like to say thank you to Stuart Chapman ( The Tide Is Often Out ) and Philip Golan Remember Them for allowing me to use their images Thank you soo much. FOR THE FALLEN With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children / England mourns for her dead across the sea, / Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit, / Fallen in the cause of the free. Solemn the drums thrill: Death august and royal / Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres, / There is music in the midst of desolation / And glory that shines upon our tears. They went with songs to the battle, they were young, / Straight of limb, true of eyes, steady and aglow, / They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted, / They fell with their faces to the foe. They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old: / Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn / At the going down of the sun and in the morning / We will remember them. They mingle not with their laughing comrades again, / They sit no more at familiar tables of home, / They have no lot in our labour of the daytime, / They sleep beyond England’s foam. But where our desires and hopes profound, / Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight, / To the innermost heart of their own land they are known / As the stars are known to the night. As the stars shall be bright when we are dust, / Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain, / As the stars that are stary in the time of our darkness, / To the end, to the end, they remain. Laurence Binyon
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I have a passion for decaying architecture. I love the aging process which creates a beauty all of its own. The paradox of a derelict cinema called the Futurist in the centre of a busy city where new buildings are springing up all around. Why do we let the most wonderful buildings fall into ruin whilst spending fortunes to build new structures? I hope you appreciate this. First published May 2008, Photography Monthly
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