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2 OCTOBER 2011 : ESTAP : LAST DAYS IN THE CITY

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A BENCH IN THE ROCKS.

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TODAY’S ADDS TO THE SUNSET CHALLENGE.

http://stillanightowl.wordpress.com/2011/09/30/weekly-photo-challenge-sunset/

http://northernnarratives.wordpress.com/2011/10/01/weekly-photo-challenge-sunset/

http://lucidgypsy.wordpress.com/2011/10/01/weekly-photo-challenge-sunset/

http://badpanda22.wordpress.com/2011/10/01/weekly-photo-challenge-sunset/#comment-105

http://halfcnote.com/2011/09/30/weekly-photo-challenge-sunset/

http://threesticksofwatusi.wordpress.com/2011/10/01/weekly-photo-challenge-sunset/

http://yichinglin.com/2011/10/01/sunset/

http://stanleydankoski.com/2011/10/01/weekly-photo-challenge-sunsets/

 

MY 2nd SUNSET PIC FOR THE WEEK.  AT RALEIGH.

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SUNSET PICS WITH THAT LITTLE SOMETHING EXTRA.

http://hoaiphai.wordpress.com/2011/10/01/weekly-photo-challenge-sunset/

http://jpgmag.com/photos/3161424

http://blog.kingbob.net

http://phoenixbearies.blogspot.com/2011/09/30-day-photography-challenge-sunset.html

http://thepioneerwoman.com/photography/category/photography-assignments/sunrisesunset/

AND OF COURSE FRIZZTEXT

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16 SEPTEMBER 2011 : ESTAP : MEDICOS IN THE CITY

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THE YAAN.

Won’t be doing much yaaning tonight. Its been a trip down memory lane day combined with medicos. I am simply going to put some photos up on my

PHOTO ALBUM

and wait for the new theme for this week’s photo challenge to come in.  Good night , All.

WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE : TEXTURED

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FINAL CHOICE FOR THE TEXTURED IMAGE : A PLACE I ONCE LIVED IN, THROUGH THE WINDOWS OF A STARWAGON.

Its not much as far as photos go but I have chosen it as my TEXTURED image for the week. It was painted red way back in the 1970s and marks a LOW point in my life. I have seen it several times since I escaped from it and went back to the country but this is the first time I have been able to take a photo. I came upon it unexpectedly the other day when dropping my niece at Central Station. No time amongst traffic even to open the window of the Starwagon so there it is  with my own reflection looking at the  old dosshouse. Another element woven into the memories of my life. It was once an hotel but was no longer one by 1977. Across the road was the Quakers’ Hall. That would have been a far, far better place to be.

THE QUAKERS

MENTAL AS ANYTHING STAYED ONE NIGHT AND WE WERE MORE MENTAL THAN THE MENTALS.