17-01-23 Images From The Woman’s March on NYC

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I spent about 9 hours at the NYC March on Saturday. Did some marching, lots of yelling and a massive amount of photographing.

Here are a small selection of my favorite images as of today…

I suggest playing the song (at bottom) as you browse…Click on the images to enlarge.

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17-01-21 WPC: Graceful

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“Gracefulness is a tricky quality — it manifests itself as an effortless, subtle harmony between a subject and its environment.”

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17-01-09 Just A Dream

That’s me in the corner
That’s me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don’t know if I can do it
Oh no, I’ve said too much
I haven’t said enough

I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream
Try, cry, why try
That was just a dream
Just a dream
Just a dream, dream

Bill Berry, Peter Buck, Mike Mills, and Michael Stipe

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17-01-07 The More It Snows

The more it snows (Tiddely pom),
The more it goes (Tiddely pom),
The more it goes (Tiddely pom),
On snowing. And nobody knows (Tiddely pom),
How cold my toes (Tiddely pom),
How cold my toes (Tiddely pom),
Are growing.
Winnie the Pooh
The House at Pooh Corner

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17-01-06 WPC: Names

Proper names are poetry in the raw. Like all poetry they are untranslatable. ~W.H. Auden

This week’s challenge is: Names.  “This week, share a photo that includes a name.”

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Lots of song titles include names…here is a slightly oddball one.

If names are not correct, language will not be in accordance with the truth of things. ~Confucius

17-01-05 First Cold Night of 2017

Has put me in mind of warmer times…

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Karaoke on Coney Island. She sang “You Don’t Own Me.” Every woman over 30 in the audience sang along.

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The nuns weren’t actually singing in Brooklyn Bridge Park but who could resist?