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Spooky Gulch Slot Canyon, Grand Staircase–Escalante National Monument, Utah

There are 30 Images in this Series, a new one will be posted everyday this month........so either I will drive you crazy with the damn things or you will die of boredom.............damn this is fun!!!!!!

It seems appropriate to post the first on "April Fool's Day..!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.......I can assure you it is purely coincidental..hahah

This Series is part of an Exhibition of my work that you can see at the group.......... flickrjob-Expo...........

The Expo is titled ........."55 Images "

There is music by John Cage.....to dance to if you wish.

You can see all the snaps if you follow the link below.

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every year....no matter how many times I have photographed crocus in our garden, in past years........I shoot them again....and again !

I was having terrible luck with photos today; I chased a butterfly for a while but it refused to settle, I stalked some pigeons but they were being difficult and don't even get me started on the finches, they were absolutely impossible so I was pleasantly surprised when this fella decided to actually stop a minute and pose.

Here it is! Underdogs Issue 11 is out. Enjoy!

A print version is available here: Print

 

A big thanks to John Koch for his help on the editorial and to all photographers:

Simon Deadman Here and Here

Safia Delta Here and Here

Fatma Gultekin Here and Here

Marc Llach Here

Harry Masouras Here and Here

Georgia Ponirakou Here and Here

Alessandro Ruggieri Here and Here

Özenç Sezen Here and Here

Hadju Tamas Here and Here

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PKP 193 515 komt met een Chengdu-shuttle bestaande uit een 100% grijze CDIRS-containers door de Eempolder op weg naar de Houtrakpolder. Wederom presenteren de Chinezen een eerste transport - nu naar de Houtrakpolder - met gelijkkleurige containers. Helaas was in de Eempolder bijna alles grijs-/grauw.

 

The warmth outside didn’t touch her. Eleven.11.

 

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Smart Doll Nostalgia ❤️ It’s great to have her back

18.11 it was My Mariyam BirthDay! Oh ya Lba ilBirthDayGirl :* :$

 

sorry for being so late :" bs knt msafra al'6roof y3ni :$ w a9ln il9j 9j knt nasyya :"

 

يجعل ايامج كلها افراح وسعاده والعمر كله معاي انشاءالله :$

وتكبر ويكبر بالحشى غلاك ويجعل اعيادج كل ابوها سعيده

ياعسى عمرج مديد وتحين أيامج مع عاشه سعيده ;)

فدييت الي كبر والله :$

Oh, *kisses* *hugs* , wish all dream's become for you :*

 

 

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what a date! what would you like to change in the next 10 years?

I am seeing a pattern emerge...I am taking lots of photos of nature and vases. I may need to buy myself some flowers. 😊

the edge of fall

hbw

Desk clock. Color rather then Monochrome to better show age and mold. Under 3 inches.

Wait on the Lord; be of good courage and He shall strengthen your heart.

Psalm 27:14

Because if it's not Love, then it's the bomb, that will bring us together.

 

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To go out with the setting sun on an empty beach is to truly embrace your solitude – Jeanne Moreau

Week 2 theme: A Pile of Things

toujours attentif !

HSL 186 365 (Akiem) + 186 364 (Waverider) in DT passeren met een keteltrein Gieltjesdorp.

Helaas de saaie loc voorop, geen zonnegaatje en de neus van de langskomende sprinter kon ik wegsnijden.

L'aigrette garzette a un régime alimentaire très varié : petits poissons, insectes aquatiques et terrestres, crustacés, mollusques et aussi de petits lézards, de petits reptiles et d'amphibiens. Sa technique de chasse est assez élaborée, elle se positionne dans une eau peu profonde à proximité d'une végétation flottante pour surprendre ses proies à l'ombre, quand il n'y a pas de végétation, elle s'accroupit et étend ses ailes au ras de l'eau sans bouger pour créer de l'ombre et attirer les proies qu'elle attrape en projetant avec rapidité son bec redoutable. Elle peut aussi mettre en œuvre une autre technique qui consiste à rester sur une patte pendant que l'autre fouille la vase pour faire sortir des petits poissons qu'elle peut alors attraper facilement. Les jeunes sont nourris par les parents jusqu'au jour de leur envol, au bout de cinq semaines.

Faschingspfannkuchen

Last night I returned the phone call that I told myself I would not.

 

Our interaction wasn't as bad as I had expected.

 

Nor was it much better.

 

He told me, "I think we have the same dreams."

 

{He was talking about the dreams of sleep that reveal the subconscious and give glimpses into the mysteries of our existence, not the the dreams of daylight that reveal hopes and future plans.}

 

I thought he was being melodramatic mostly. On another level, though, one not too deep below the surface, I wanted to believe it to be true. I thought it very well could be.

 

After all, it was my dream that reconnected us after we had drifted apart last summer.

 

I wanted it to be true not because of what such a thing would say about he and I in particular, but because of what it would say about all of us in general. Human beings. Our connectedness. If we can dream in unison, then the boundaries between us are not drawn by flesh.

 

If he and I can have the same dreams, then certainly you and I can have the same dreams.

 

Or can we?

 

I've been thinking about connection. What is it? To dream the same dreams -- would that be special? Unique? Would that mean something?

 

He said last night so much about how he feels connected to me -- I think we have the same dreams and other things.

 

And I have to admit, it stirred me. I feel it too, on one level.

 

On another level, a clearer and stronger level, I know he is not my match. We are vastly different in ways that truly matter.

 

So why the draw? And why still so strong? Many men have spoke these sorts of words in my ear to no affect. Why do his affect me? Why does he linger?

 

Pheromones? Unresolved childhood of origin issues? Past life relations?

 

And does it even matter?

 

What is connection anyway?

 

And can't it grow and can't it change?

I was walking along the road this morning and conkers were falling all around me. It looks like Autumn is arriving :)

 

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