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Sfiorano la luna
le nuvole in silenzio
se tu ancora qui

Ieri sera, una immagine bella e romantica. L'ho guardata a occhio nudo, l'ho guardata bene e ho lasciato che la mia mente raccogliesse la luce del sole rimbalzata su quel deserto di pietre che rotola nel buio e ne facesse magia e ricordo.

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Inside my skin, there is this space
It twists and turns, it bleeds and aches
Inside my heart, there's an empty room
It's waiting for lightning, it's waiting for you

And I am wanting, I am needing you here
Inside the absence of fear

Muscle and sinew, velvet and stone
This vessel is haunted, it creaks and moans
My bones call to you in a separate skin
I make myself translucent to let you in, boy

I am wanting and I am needing you here
Inside the absence of fear

There is this hunger, this restlessness inside of me
And it knows that you're no stranger, you're my gravity
My hands will adore you through all darkness aim
They will lay you out in moonlight and reinvent your name

For I am wanting and I am needing you here
I need you near
Inside the absence of fear

I Need You Near.. ♪♪

Church Ruins, Ireland

Jonnie Lynn Lace ©

This was part of my beat when I worked as a univerity gardener in 1973.

A faded old Coca-Cola sign on the side of a building always evokes a sense of nostalgia. When I was a kid, we didn’t have soda at home; it was reserved for special occasions, like dining out or attending fairs and festivals. Seeing that sign brings back my fondest memories. (Taken in Deseronto, Ontario - population 1874)

“Nostalgia is actually a beautiful feeling because it means that even if you lost it, you once had something so beautiful it’s worth missing.” Anonymous

We have had these lovely shells for a number of years which were collected by our daughter and son, many years ago, along the Gulf Coast beaches of sunny Florida!

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Just hauled out some dead ferns that have been hanging in my office all winter. They weren't dead when I brought them in last autumn. They were actually still viable at the time. However it's been a slow death since then. No amount of nurturing seemed to sustain them over the winter season. The inside air is parched dry from the furnace, and the omnipresent darkness of winter surely doesn't help. The odd part is how this ritual repeats itself every year despite the certainty of failure. I'm under no illusion that I will succeed in keeping the plants alive, but still I try. There's always that sense of initial optimism when the room is filled with lush green leaves. In my mind's eye, they will be giving off an endless supply of precious oxygen while absorbing carbon dioxide. But the reality is they begin dying the very first week. It just takes a while to notice.

When I brought them outside last week, they were a depressing vestige of their former selves. The contrast was especially acute amid the brilliant greens of early May. It was much the same feeling as I explored this abandoned house. It jutted up from the ground like an off-sized toadstool, drab and colorless against a vibrant springtime landscape.

He was just a little boy when his Jewish family tried to escape the Nazis by crossing into Switzerland in 1942.

They came close to making it, but were caught and sent to Rivesaltes, a terrible camp in southern France. The boy and his brother were taken from their parents. As he grew older, he spent years trying to piece together how they had survived.

He knew some things: a brave French priest named Father Louis Bezard had hidden the two boys in a suitcase and carried them through a train station in Toulouse! He remembered living in a town called Marssac, where he and his brother pretended to be two French Catholic boys. They were placed in different foster homes. He also remembered the emotional moment when he saw his mother again—and how he learned that his father had died in a concentration camp.

But one big question remained: how did they escape the camp in the first place? Who saved them?

That answer came 66 years later, thanks to a careful archivist. It turned out that a woman named Mary Elmes, who led the Quaker group at Perpignan, had secretly hidden the boys in the trunk of her car during a visit to provide first aid. She drove them right out of the camp—right under the Nazis' noses!

Even more amazing: she didn’t just save those two boys. Mary Elmes saved hundreds of children in the same way. For doing this, she was arrested by the Nazis and spent six months in prison. She survived, but after the war, she quietly went back to her normal life and never looked for any praise.

Some people just do what’s right and don’t need a spotlight. Most stay unknown—unless, somewhere out there, there’s a lucky child who grows up determined to find out the truth.

That little boy grew up to be a professor. It took almost 70 years, and Mary had already passed away by the time he learned her name—but he found a way to thank her. He nominated her for the title of Righteous Among the Nations, the highest honor for those who saved Jews during the Holocaust. In 2013, Mary Elmes became the first and only Irish person to receive it.

Let me photograph you in this light
In case it is the last time
That we might be exactly like we were
Before we realized
We were scared of getting old
It made us restless
It was just like a movie
It was just like a song

Happenstance

When We Were Young ♪♪

Abandoned Villa, Italy

Jonnie Lynn Lace ©

Two hearts in sync, wandering lakeside paths where every breath of spring air becomes a shared memory.

La antigua estación de la capital Castellonense, construida en 1864 estuvo en servicio hasta el año 2000. Año en el cual el histórico edificio fue sustitudo por una moderna estación subterranea situada a poca distancia de esta.

Cabe decir que en los años 60 el edificio fue remodelado cambiando completamente su imagen original, cuando la estación cerró el ayuntamiento de la ciudad puso en marcha un proceso de restauración para que el edificio recuperara la imagen que tenía en el S. XIX.

En la actualidad la antigua estación es utilizada para usos municipales.

"Siempre mejor conservar que derruir"


En.


The old station in Castellón, built in 1864, was in service until 2000, when the historic building was replaced by a modern underground station located a short distance away.

It's worth noting that in the 1960s, the building was remodeled, completely changing its original appearance. When the station closed, the city council launched a restoration process to restore the building to its 19th-century appearance.

The old station is currently used for municipal purposes.

"It's always better to preserve than to demolish"

Gravestones in Southampton Old Cemetary (Southampton, UK)

Abandoned Schoolhouse, Ireland

Jonnie Lynn Lace ©

The rain felt like a whisper against my skin as I stood at the water’s edge, watching the swans glide effortlessly across the lake. Their movements were calm, steady.

This was meant to be an escape, a moment of solitude, and as I breathed in the fresh scent of rain, I realized it could be just that. The swans moved with quiet certainty, unbothered by anything beyond their small world of rippling water.

I took a slow breath, letting the quiet settle around me. And for the first time in a long while, I felt a sense of lightness. Just me, the water, and the swans—floating toward something new and full of possibility.

Happenstance

Stunning Sunday Sunset Starts Serene September Start 2023 - IMRAN®
The Sunday at the start of September 2023 brought yet another breathtaking sunset over Tampa Bay, Florida. With my Nikon D850 set up on a tripod, I had installed the Arsenal gadget, designed to remotely control settings without needing to adjust the camera manually. While the device never quite became an essential tool for me, I decided to give it a shot for a timelapse attempt.
Yet, it was my 16-year-old Nikon D300 that captured this stunning scene. The HDR (high dynamic range) image, originally a 50MB TIFF file, will be posted at 10% size as a lower-quality JPG for social media sharing.
In the foreground, a boat glides past my outer wall, adding movement to the frame. Beyond, spectacular sunbeams break through the clouds over Saint Petersburg, painting the sky with dramatic light. A moment to appreciate—an everlasting reminder of nature’s brilliance.

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