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Here are three different views of Shakespeare’s birthplace in Stratford-upon-Avon. The first picture is of the view you usually see
…and looking the other way
….and, more unusually – the back of the house
Father Christmas has come to the Isle of Wight early this year
It’s only October and already he is exhausted, what will he be like when we get to December?
We saw this quaint old church in Whippingham
…and this monument on Culver Cliff in Sandown Bay. I don’t know what it commemorates as I did not go and look at the plaque – not with that big bull standing there reading it!
As we arrived on the Isle of Wight I watched as the Catamaran eased its way up to the gangway. It seemed to stop some distance away and I took this photo through the window (and the rain!). I posted it on my Facebook page with the caption:
MIND THE GAP!
they stare at you through the nights which are unknown
GA to D
here’s some hot chocolate and marshmallows for you. hold on let me get you a blanket and a pillow…….the remote? ummm…yeah hold up…but let me tell you a story first.
so i made it to detroit…this is my…what? 3rd time driving….. and i love it…
don’t get get me wrong i love to fly..taking off, landing, the turbulence…oh how i love the turbulence..when the plane drops and everyone goes “aaaaahhhhhh—ohhh” in unison…. looking out the window and taking pic’s of rivers/clouds/ufos……
these days it just sucks to fly……it’s so much easier to drive, no lines to wait in. no being there an hour early to wait around…take my shoes off? belt too? go into what radioactive machine? it’s gonna blow air where? ahhh no thank you….
plus i can take all the stuff i want with me…skateboard? check…brass knuckles? check…bike? check…extra suitcase of clothes? check…4 pairs of shoes i’ll never…
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St. Francis High School Holocaust Photography
The Wall in the Way
I chose to portray the life of David Rubinowicz. He loved nature and enjoyed looking out a window that faced a road and a large field. He said that he remembered when his favorite field was blocked by marching soldiers. I was inspired to portray having things that you loved forcefully taken away. I learned that the Holocaust involved a lot of sneaking, hiding, and running away than I had originally thought. I know that many families were separated during the Holocaust, but I feel like losing something inanimate, like a field, is just as heartbreaking. If you lose the joyful things in life, along with the love from your family, what do you really have? I felt that having a gate in front of the field would portray the dividing aspect of the Holocaust. In other words, it shows that victims of the…
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