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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3-8-13 International Women’s Day (Travel Theme)

I won’t forget when Peter Pan came to my house, took my hand
I said I was a boy; I’m glad he didn’t check.
I learned to fly, I learned to fight
I lived a whole life in one night
We saved each other’s lives out on the pirate’s deck.And I remember that night
When I’m leaving a late night with some friends
And I hear somebody tell me it’s not safe,
someone should help me
I need to find a nice man to walk me home.

When I was a boy, I scared the pants off of my mom,
Climbed what I could climb upon
And I don’t know how I survived,
I guess I knew the tricks that all boys knew.

And you can walk me home, but I was a boy, too.

I was a kid that you would like, just a small boy on her bike
Riding topless, yeah, I never cared who saw.
My neighbor come outside to say, “Get your shirt,”
I said “No way, it’s the last time I’m not breaking any law.”

And now I’m in this clothing store, and the signs say less is more
More that’s tight means more to see, more for them, not more for me
That can’t help me climb a tree in ten seconds flat

When I was a boy, See that picture? That was me
Grass-stained shirt and dusty knees
And I know things have gotta change,
They got pills to sell, they’ve got implants to put in,
they’ve got implants to remove

But I am not forgetting…that I was a boy too

And like the woods where I would creep, it’s a secret I can keep
Except when I’m tired, ‘cept when I’m being caught off guard
And I’ve had a lonesome awful day, the conversation finds its way
To catching fire-flies out in the backyard.

And so I tell the man I’m with about the other life I lived
And I say, “Now you’re top gun, I have lost and you have won”
And he says, “Oh no, no, can’t you see

When I was a girl, my mom and I we always talked
And I picked flowers everywhere that I walked.
And I could always cry, now even when I’m alone I seldom do
And I have lost some kindness
But I was a girl too.
And you were just like me, and I was just like you”

Dar Williams

Hudson River

When I Was A Boy-2

After I posted this, I discovered that Ailsa was using this as her Travel Theme. Go on Over here and check other thoughts out! A few are below.

http://lonnalisawilliams.wordpress.com/2013/03/08/international-womens-day/

http://thirdeyemom.com/2013/03/07/being-half-the-sky/

http://mannalexandra.wordpress.com/2013/03/08/travel-theme-international-womens-day/

http://theretiringsort.com/2013/03/08/celebrating-the-women-in-our-lives/

http://thephotoseye.wordpress.com/2013/03/08/travel-theme-international-womens-day/

International Women’s Day: Woman Entrepreneur in a South African Township | Travel with Intent

One more to add although it is not an official part of the Travel Theme.

http://50yearproject.wordpress.com/2013/03/08/international-womens-day/