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susangaer says:

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roelli2010 says:

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palcic_iva says:

My baby's bed
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Natasa Bozic Grojic says:

My grandmother's earrings. I am really unhappy with how this photo turned out. It is hard to take a picture of something as tiny as a pair of earrings. I tinkered with the photo in Picnic and it helped, but I am still not happy with the result. I was going to give up and try something new, but I really need to tell this story...
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natipnz says:

mate
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susana_canelo says:

A good book...and summer holidays
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Barb Sakamoto    says:

My most valuable kitchen appliance--an automatic rice cooker :-)
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Yulia Cinnaberry says:

Vladimir Mitic says:

This isn't the TV I wrote about, but it looks the same as mine did.
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anisoara_pp says:

I have always been fascinated by TIME - infinite, im/measurable, irreversible.
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jmoranavarro says:

[http://www.flickr.com/photos/58132518@N03/5344350079/lightbox/]
One morning I was just admiring the sounds of nature and I thought, this couldn´t be more amazing but then this two limpets singing and showing their colors made me thing, "when you thing life is just predictible, nature expresses in surprising ways"
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ceciant says:

I went to flickr, uploaded my picture, tagged it, wrote a description, but I can't find how I post it here. help, please.

Sanja B says:

anisoara_pp says:

Ceciant and Arjamoy,
this is how I did it: after I uploaded my photo to my Flickr account I clicked on 'share this' and then on 'grab the Html code' choosing a medium sized image. Then I copied the code in this box.

Hope it helps,
Anisoara
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arjamoy says:

This is my favorite musical instrument, the kantele. It is the national instrument of Finland. Enjoying it is one of my favorite people in the world, my grandson.

This kantele has a very precious story to me. My mother got this when she was 10 years old. That would be in 1929. She brought it with her in all our travels to many different countries. I would sit wrapped in the magic of the sound as she would play it.

Then after it came back to America a horrific thing happened. The sound board cracked. It was no longer playable. It was put on the shelf in the closet. There is stayed for over a decade.

One day I asked my mother, "If I get the kantele fixed, would you teach me how to play it?" She replied, "If you get it fixed, it's yours." I could hardly believe my ears. I asked her if she was serious. Yes, she was.

I immediately took it to every music store in town. No one knew what it was, let alone how to fix it.

Discouraged, but not giving up, I contacted the Finnish American Society. Did they know anyone who knew about kanteles. Yes, in fact the national expert on kanteles, Joyce Hakala, lived right there in town.

I called her and then took my prize to her house. She told me that it was a very old instrument, so I could not use new wood to repair it. I would need to get the sound board out of an old piano, plane it to the correct thickness, use the old sound board as a template to cut our the new sound board, polyurethane it to preserve it, and then attach it. Where was I going to find an old piano!?

Well, not long after that visit my sister talked to me and told me that she was buying a new piano, because her old one no longer would hold its tune. Would I want her old piano for my children to play with? I took a deep breath and said, "Yes, I want it, but not for what you think." She asked me what I meant by that. Knowing that she might fight me for the kantele and that she already owned the piano, I hesitated. Then I told her about my mother's promise and my visit with the kantele expert. Then it was her turn for a very long pause. I held my breath. I could hear her brain wheels turning, thinking of what this all meant. Finally she exhaled and said, "OK." So I exhaled too. She told me I needed to find people to help me move it to my house.

When the piano arrived, we put it in the garage. I spent the entire summer taking the piano apart screw by screw. I found out that you need to take every single piece apart before you can access the sound board. I never imagined it to be so much work. Then Joyce Hakala took the sound board and planed it for us in her wood working room. Then my husband, David used the old sound board to cut the new sound board to the right shape. Then he polyurethaned it. The Joyce attached it. I had sent away to Finland for new strings, because the old ones were rusty. Joyce helped up put it all together.

Then it was ready to play. Joyce told me of a friend of hers who lived nearer to me who could teach me to play. I enjoyed my lessons until not to much later we moved here to New York. That is the one thing I miss the most, living here, is that I lost my teacher. No one here knows how to play, so I try to teach myself. I find that it is impossible to sound bad on such a beautiful and precious instrument. It is precious to me on so many different levels.
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Nenifoofer says:

raedithr says:

Are we to post the picture twice? I posted mine at the url below along with my story. I see that some people posted here and some at the other site and some posted on both sites. Rae

www.flickr.com/groups/digistorytelling/pool/

margm1 says:

www.flickr.com/photos/52900817@N08/5373460787/in/pool-dig...

Flickr and all its quirks, is brand new to me. I hope that this solves my dilemma of not know how to add my photo to the Object Stories Pool.
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Janet Tucker says:

My Pressure Cooker

I can't imagine my life without my pressure cooker. It's been my loyal friend for 30 years. It came into my life at a time when my original pc seemed too small to carry the load. Although there were just 4 of us at the time, it seemed that the the old pc couldn't keep up. So it stood aside as we upgraded from 4quarts to 6.

Through the years this pressure cooker has been the behind the scenes star of many pot roast dinners. It has produced hundreds of soups--chicken, split pea, onion, mushroom, vegetable and so on.

Pressure cooker cooking may not be gourmet, but it has always been dependable and speedy. Saving my life many times when I got started late. It may not be as beautiful as some other pots in my pantry, but it the most useful.

It is also responsible for our many field trips looking for new gaskets and it has provided funny stories--like the time my grandmother removed the lid too soon and found dinner on the ceiling.

My pressure cooker is really part of the family heritage. I learned how to use it from my mother and now my granddaughters are learning to use it from their mother. Perhaps I should have gotten all the cookers together for a four generation group picture.

In closing, I just want to recognize the wonderful warm friendship I feel for my pressure cooker, who right this minute is cooking a beef stew for friends who just called to say they would be dropping by about dinner time and hoped I wouldn't be inconvenienced!
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Olena Crawford (2 days ago | reply | delete)

Love your story. I've being longing for a PC for a long time. My mom has one, but she's too far away to borrow it. Every time I visit her, I feel like stealing it--the potatoes she cooks in it are just heavenly! You could never get the same result in a regular pot. Your story reminded me to add it to my "I want" list for Mother's Day .
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nagora (2 days ago | reply | delete)

I also have this PC somewhere in my entresol. I used to cook in it years ago, but then forgot about it. Perhaps, I will take it out and try to cook in it again.
Your story is great! Thanks for sharing.
Nina
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palcic_iva (13 hours ago | reply | delete)

What a funny and interesting story! Hip hip hooray for our PCs and all those wonderful meals they have cooked. I hope your guests enjoyed your stew!
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raedithr (11 hours ago | reply | delete)

My mother used to use one all the time. I grew up on a farm in Nebraska and loved her one-pot meals. I have never had anything quite so tasty since.




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Erika Cruvinel    says:

My magic glasses

christian29661 says:

carlaarena    says:

Dear Christian,

what a wonderful object. How often do you play it?
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nawok30 says:

This old crystal ball belonged to my grand mother, who passed on the skills she had developped during her childhood to my mother and then to my older sister and later to me... it is not easy to see the future nowadays, so I decided to fill the ball with something I really like.......
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Janet Bianchini says:

The Story of My Computer


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chriscattaneo says:

Do we take you for granted?

mallerengaesl says:

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This is not an object I can take with me... but I love the Mediterranean sea and all the little beaches in Majorca. I used to work near the beach and I really miss the smell, the colours, the calm and the tempests.
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tomatisdaniela says:

Mountains in winter

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Some of the best moments in my life. I like it when it's just snowed and it's sunny, I like the freshness of the air and the brightness of the sun. White, blue,yellow, transparency, clearness and light all together...and silence all around.
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mmcarla says:

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zhivka_ilieva says:

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This is part of our family holidays. They belonged to my great grand mother. She had made them with her own hands when she had been very young. Young ladies used to give such cloth to their in laws when getting married.

My mum puts on one of them the tray with the Christmas round bread-bun, Easter eggs. We use them when we have special guests and special holidays.

I and my sister used to take one of them when we had festivals at school when the students were dressed with folk costumes and at the end we ate that special round bun.

In Bulgaria official guests used to be met with round bread and salt and pepper or honey.

They are like a family relic for me and my sister. One day each of us will have one in our homes.
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TeacherRogers says:

An object that I used to take for granted was a clean, white grain of sand. After the Gulf Coast oil spill in 2010, this beach has tarballs large and small. I took this photo on my honeymoon in 2009 to Destin, Florida, the emerald coast.


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HeleneM1 says:

cheryloakes50    says:

I always have my goggles with me, especially in winter. My goggles not only protect my eyes from the sunlight, but also the extreme wind and temperatures. On this day, the goggles kept my eyes from freezing. I love the colors that I see when I look through my goggles.