tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-135228009306741898.post8100409567293762553..comments2023-10-18T14:00:48.151+02:00Comments on Trieste (daily) photo: Day of the deadrobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05688109269505519720noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-135228009306741898.post-78123923250451935582009-01-25T12:12:00.000+01:002009-01-25T12:12:00.000+01:00Oesterreichisch-Ungarischer Militaerfriedhof :-)Lo...Oesterreichisch-Ungarischer Militaerfriedhof :-)<BR/><BR/>Love your site. Greetings from another immigrated Triestino.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-135228009306741898.post-60947740149941209332008-11-06T14:59:00.000+01:002008-11-06T14:59:00.000+01:00looks like and landart work... all prairie cemente...looks like and landart work... all prairie cementers do...tr3ntahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15493076209966228410noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-135228009306741898.post-13900880807648021452008-11-02T16:24:00.000+01:002008-11-02T16:24:00.000+01:00Impressive and wonderful picture!Impressive and wonderful picture!Federicohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10524804414412077134noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-135228009306741898.post-87164179064432039232008-11-02T15:03:00.000+01:002008-11-02T15:03:00.000+01:00Hey, you are right, we have same idea for today ph...Hey, you are right, we have same idea for today photo. Yours is superb !BundaWAHhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03931564554538306689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-135228009306741898.post-18281527111460224882008-11-02T14:11:00.000+01:002008-11-02T14:11:00.000+01:00What a wonderful picture. It reflects the feeling ...What a wonderful picture. It reflects the feeling of the day, somber, peace, tranquility.<BR/><BR/>A far cry from the chaos of Halloween.<BR/><BR/>Well done !Bolina Strettahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07425149245333799366noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-135228009306741898.post-61721303235551300232008-11-02T09:06:00.000+01:002008-11-02T09:06:00.000+01:00Under each stone is a person who saw, smelled, hea...Under each stone is a person who saw, smelled, heard, cried, laughed, felt, whispered, yelled and would trade places with you in a second. In time, even the stone will disappear and that person will be forgotten. Nobody alive today even saw them, or knew about them.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com