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Staying in Canmore for the week I had the pleasure of visiting these 3 Sisters daily. I would get up every hour to check weather conditions at night because I could see all the Mountains right outside my window. When you go walking down the main street, the Mountains are right there. It really was quite incredible to see. Can't wait to go back.
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I took this one walking on my way to 30 Rockefeller Center. I should have noted my location but I was in a hurry. Just thought this perspective looked cool.
(explored)
i finally bought an infrared remote, and WOW are these easy now, haha.
we just walked outside to test it this afternoon.
amazing spring weather again <3
Eeeep ;W ;
He's so adorable!
I have started to work on he's faceup. It's not done yet, but I like it so far :3
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طبعآ هدآ قرآن صيني ومترجم بالعربي من اليمـين
والكتآب التآني , كتآب ترجمةة صيني ,,
وكوب وبرآد وزبدية وأكيآز صينية
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قآهرني أقتصآص الزبدية من اليميينْ
والقرآن من اليسسآر ><""
بس حبييت الصورة
حسيتهآآ غرييبةةة
آرآئكم
<3
عَ فكرة إضآءتها معتمدة <3
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Home for Thanksgiving so I decided to post a picture since it's been a while.
Can we just talk about Daredevil season 3 for second? Holy crap guys, what an incredible season! This was the best season by far and I love all the seasons! They keep getting better and better. My roommate and I watched the entire season in just two days, it was that good!
Bullseye was a a great addition to the cast, it was awesome to see Fisk again out of prison, Foggy and Karen we're awesome as well, and Matt was freaking amazing! That prison hallway scene? Phenomenal! And the final fight? spectacular!
"I BEAT YOU!"
The Daredevil is from Krex Custom with a Bruce Wayne head to match Dexter and a pistol for the scene where he shoots that guy in the head at the bulletin. Matt is the Krex Custom Daredevil head, a rolled up goon mask, Batman legs, and a first order officer torso. I'm not fancy enough to pull off the white rope around his hands like some other customizers are.
Acte 3: The Pick-Up
I went out onto the stoop of my flats’ front porch and stopped as a wolf whistle reached my ears, the lobes still prickling a bit from the heavy diamond earrings they were tasked with wearing. The jewellery was sparkling beautiful, and I adored the look, but in a way I couldn’t wait to remove the weighty buggers.
The whistling culprit was my grinning prat of a brother who was standing at the curb, leaning against the car with his arms folded as he eyeballed me up and down.
The car he was leaning upon was a cream coloured Rolls, with black trim, borrowed from our uncle who is into collecting Antiques of any sort. Especially classic automobiles. Being a confirmed bachelor, we tease him with good humour that his collection is a surrogate for a family.
My brother, now holding the rear passenger door open for me, was also dressed up fancy. Wearing a black tux with shiny lapels, matching vest, and a hand-tied (by uncle) white bow tie. His starched white shirts sleeves were held by black onyx cuff links set with diamond chips and he wore his gold Rolex, bought while in university in New Guinea. He claims it was legit, but I always felt a dark alleyway was involved.
I went to him and turned, as he took my cue and helped me on with my wrap.
I giggled as I felt his fingers steal a gliding touch along my sleekly gowned backside, smiling to myself as he did so. He had always liked it when I wore this dress, always gushing over how very pretty I was, indeed.
It made one rather happy knowing there was at least one person who thought I looked good, even if it was my brother. But a lass like me has to take whatever she compliments she can get.
So anyway, he then, like a proper chauffeur, lifted my hand and helped me up into the back passenger’s side brown leather seat.
He got himself situated around in the driver's seat, and putting the Rolls in gear, pulled away from the curb to take the twenty-minute drive to my chum Kathleen’s small lakeside cottage, located on the edge of town.
The Morgan 3 Wheeler is entrenched in British motoring heritage. Albert Ball VC was a highly commended and decorated English fighter pilot during the First World War. As an original Morgan Three Wheeler owner, Ball famously surmised that driving his Morgan was the closest experience to flying without leaving the ground.
This Morgan 3 Wheeler, VO68 RGV 'Carpe Diem', is seen on the speed hill climb at Prescott during a non-race event. The car is powered by a 1998cc V twin engine and has a Mazda 5-speed gearbox. Top speed is 115mph (185kph).
SOOC
Well, I made a TINY adjustment to brightness/contrast
Sunset was amazing today
I had a really good shooting day, which was a surprise
When I left the house I was empty
No ideas, no energy
and my first 5 pics sucked
I swear I need to warm up
Tag 140/365 (2017) Berlin Flickrtreffen - IGA
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