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Skeletal and leafless Beech, Ash, Oak and Birch
in shades of beige, and a myriad of prominent evergreens
like Yew and Box, tell us that this is Chalk country.
The Mole Valley is part of the North Downs,
between Dorking and Leatherhead.
In former times, following Ice Ages, the River Mole would have been a raging torrent of meltwater that eroded the Chalk to form this valley.
In several places dissolution has created “Sink-Holes” where the river disappears underground.
The beauty of this place is in its softly rounded hills
and a sweep of trees taking on many hues and tones in all seasons.
In this image, left, is a part of the Givons Grove Estate.
Private roads, large residences and mansions, part of the southern end of Leatherhead.
Right of centre is part of the village of Mickleham, above the “Mickleham Curves” of the A.24, visible just below.
Far right, the red building belongs to Box Hill Preparatory School.
Having climbed both sides of this valley, several times,
it is splendid from all vantage points and directions!
Bait Al Mrah castle, Yanqul, Oman
صورة لحصن بيت المرآح في ولآية ينقل في محآفظة الظآهرة بوطني الحبييب سلطنة عمآن وهو أحد أجمل الحصون التي تزخر بهآ سلطنة عمآن
тαкεŋ & εd!т вч : мε
Tonight at a restaurant an older woman stopped by to compliment us on how well our boys were behaved. Which was funny, because not ten minutes before that I had commented to Michael that they were having a particularly good night. It was a nice thing to hear after a bit of a rough week: all four of us came down with a GI bug and we've had some challenging "toddler" moments from the older one.
Despite the downs involved in the parenting rollercoaster, I almost daily feel as though the days/weeks/months are slipping by entirely too fast. I'm lucky right now in that the younger one (still a baby in my book) falls asleep while we rock together in a chair at night, and I get to cherish his warmth and weight and I get to breathe him in and be truly mindful of our time together. In those moments I feel as though the hardest parts of parenting for me aren't the tantrums or the sleep-deprived nights or the constant winter colds or the loss of time and energy once devoted to being creative (and that is a hard part). Rather, the hardest part for me is realizing how very little time I have to enjoy these boys in each stage of their lives as they grow. How no matter how mindful I am, there will be a day when I can barely recall what their voices sounded like when they first learned to talk, or their bumbling unsteady steps as they learned to walk, or what it was like to sit and rock with each of them.
Too soon they'll be too big to rock, too embarrassed of me to hug for more than a moment (especially in public), too grown-up to hold my hand.
So that's the hardest part, I think, about parenting: loving them so much that you'd prefer they not grow up, but helping them to do just exactly that.
Image made with my Nikon F100.
Another couple of examples of the interesting sandstone rocks and desert flora of the Mirima National Park near Kununurra.
“In a small medieval town, there lived a boy named Leo, who had the special power of fire. His best friend, a girl named Mia, could control snow. They often played near the big gate of their town, laughing and having fun. Leo would create little flames that danced in the air, while Mia made beautiful snowflakes that floated around them. Their friendship was filled with joy as they enjoyed their unique abilities together.”
This is part 1 of the collab “From Friends To Foes” that I did with clockwork bricks for the “Elemental Emergency” category for brickscalibur and this is my fourth entry.
The following part is build by clockwork bricks.
Feel free to share, comment and like this picture. And have a good day!
أهو الحنين إلى شيئ ما !
ليسَ الحنين بل الرحيل ياأمل ..
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قال الحسن البصري -رحمه الله- :
" أهينوا الدنيا , فوالله لأهنا ما تكون إذا أهنتها".
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لا إله إلا الله , اللهم صلي على نبينا وحبيبنا محمد
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I fell deep and you let me drown
But that was then and this is now
Now look at me
This is the part of me that you're never gonna ever take away from me, no
The second and last picture of this glorious Gallardo LP560-4 that I found particulary sick looking. I just love it's full yellow livery and chrome exhaust, the interior is epic as well with black and yellow leather everywhere.
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au village d'Orchha il y règne une atmosphère toute particulière que l'on ne retrouve nul part ailleurs en Inde
This is where the water was collected and used to drive the sawmill belonging to the Moo farm back in the old days.
Days like this I want to drive away
Pack my bags and watch your shadow fade
You chewed me up and spit me out
Like I was poison in your mouth
You took my light, you drained me down
But that was then and this is now, now look at me
This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no!
This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no!
Throw your sticks and your stones, throw your bombs and your blows
But you're not gonna break my soul
This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no!
I just wanna throw my phone away
Find out who is really there for me
You ripped me off your love was cheap
Was always tearing at the seams
I fell deep, you let me down
But that was then and this is now, now look at me
This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no!
This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no!
Throw your sticks and your stones, throw your bombs and your blows
But you're not gonna break my soul
This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no!
Now look at me I'm sparkling
A firework, a dancing flame
You won't ever put me out again I'm glowin' oh whoa
So you can keep the diamond ring
It don't mean nothing anyway
In fact you can keep everything yeah, yeah except for me
This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no!
This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no!
Throw your sticks and your stones, throw your bombs and your blows
But you're not gonna break my soul
This is the part of me
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no
This is the part of me, no
Away from me no
This is the part of me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, no
Throw your sticks and your stones, throw your bombs and your blows
But you're not gonna break my soul
This is the part of me,
That you're never gonna ever take away from me, no
Visit this location at U.S. Military Veterans Center in Second Life
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Lamination - Part II (85 pictures)
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... and here is Part II of the new layering set.
At the end I layered 1 zentai, 5 pairs of tights, 10 leotards and 6 catsuits. That was extremly tight but fun.
Costume: black zentai suit,
5 pairs of tights
10 leotards
6 catsuit
Camera: Nikon D300. Radio trigger for camera + flash.
Lens: Sigma 10-20mm
Lighting: Two Flash heads with white umbrellas from left + right behind model facing camera
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Soon Naomi came in
Naomi: - Hello darlings, how are you?
Pete: - Hi Naomi, fine, and you?
Shelley: - Hello sweetheart, we came to cheer you up. I heard what happened with Lutsa. Are you better now?
N: - Thanks guys, but I'm OK. You shouldn't be worried. You 2 look as I have lost a leg!
S: - I know you cried a lot and Victoria told me everything... Sorry, I wasn't here for you. ..
N: - I know, dear. No problem, you were on a concert tour. But believe me I am fine!
P: - But you never come to Rose's bar, nobody can reach you on phone and...
N: - Look Pete, it is over! Could we talk about something else???!!!
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To be continued..
When the door opened Naomi enterred.
Naomi : - What is this shouting in my house?
Lutsa : - Naomi, I came to talk to you, but your sister didn't let me in.
Naomi : - Lu... Lutsa. ... you... here.... how....
Miriam : - Please, Naomi, don't listen to her. She...
Naomi : - Look, Miri, shut up! Lutsa is here!!!
Lutsa : - Oh, Naomi, I don't know what was with me. Could you give me another chance?
To be continued....
Like I would leave out Curvy! Luckily this size also fits Mod and Vintage Barbie. :-)
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