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Morning has broken. Strip of Tuscany,,thanks 8663visit.105 fav
Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the word
Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where His feet pass
Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God's recreation of the new day
Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the word.......
(Cat Stevens)
A Nikon day in Tuscany
Esposizione 0,002 sec (1/500)
Aperture f/5.6
Lente 270 mm
ISO 360
Thanks for visit in Tuscany.................
When in the same lapse of time the distinct lives for age run in parallel, at times there are the moments where, in the voiceless language of the eyes, everything becomes a silent learning.
Italy crazy, but beatiful, see the map...........Dan !
Morning has broken. Strip of Tuscany,,thanks 8663visit.105 fav
Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the word
Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where His feet pass
Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God's recreation of the new day
Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the word.......
(Cat Stevens)
A Nikon day in Tuscany
Esposizione 0,002 sec (1/500)
Aperture f/5.6
Lente 270 mm
ISO 360
Thanks for visit in Tuscany.................
When in the same lapse of time the distinct lives for age run in parallel, at times there are the moments where, in the voiceless language of the eyes, everything becomes a silent learning.
Italy crazy, but beatiful, see the map...........Dan !