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Grains de lumière
Qu’elles prennent la voie des airs ou partent sur les ondes
Comme le vent de sable modifie le désert
Elles changent l’atmosphère comme une boucle blonde
Ce sont des filles de l’air des gouttes de lumière
Qui dansent sur la terre en formant une ronde
Leurs chansons vagabondes ont fait le tour du monde
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Grano de la luz
Se toman el camino del aire o van en el aire
A medida que la tormenta de arena cambia el desierto
Cambian la atmósfera en forma de un bucle rubia
Son hijas de las gotas de aire de luz
Bailando en la tierra, formando una ronda
Sus canciones estaban vagando por el mundo
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Grains of light
Whether they take the airways or go on the airwaves
As the sand wind changes the desert
They change the atmosphere like a blonde loop
These are girls from the air drops of light
Who dance on the ground by forming a round
Their vagabond songs have traveled around the world
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grano luce
Prendono il percorso di aria o andare in onda
Mentre la tempesta di sabbia cambia il deserto
Cambiano l'atmosfera come un ciclo bionda
Sono figlie di gocce d'aria di luce
Ballando sulla terra, formando una rotonda
Le loro canzoni sono state girare per il mondo
Nah, not really. Just catching some late afternoon sun in Moss Landing, California.
From my Sea Lions of Moss Landing collection.
With steampunk airs, this set of SYS gives a fresh and interesting air that harmonizes with the metallic structures of the train stations.
The wonderful skin of Birth, reflects the orange and green tones of the environment
Nah, not really. just catching some late afternoon sun in Moss Landing, California.
From my Sea Lions of Moss Landing collection.
It takes these magnificent stallions several years to accomplish this move...Mares have a different center of gravity & cannot perform this maneuver...
Sous ses airs de sage rasta félin, ce chat porte fièrement ses tresses naturelles, fruits d’un laisser-aller poétique ou d’une simple vie sans brosse.
Entre originalité et tendresse, il arbore une allure unique qui rappelle que la beauté ne tient parfois qu’à un fil … de poils, bien sûr 🤔
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With his wise rasta look, this cat proudly sports natural “braids”, the poetic result of a carefree life or just a brush-free routine.
Quirky yet full of tenderness, he reveals a unique charm that reminds us beauty sometimes hangs by a thread … of fur, naturally🤔
Credit : Mirka Koot - PdF légendes
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AP-BOA - Airbus A-320-232 - AirSial (leased from AerCap Holdings NV)
at Duesseldorf Rhein-Ruhr Airport (DUS)
c/n 2257 - built in 2004 for Air New Zealand (ILFC) -
operated by AirSial since 11/2020
AirSial was launched in 2020 by the Sialkot Chamber of Commerce & Industry to improve air travel to and from the Sialkot region, which is a major industrial city in the state of Punjab. The airline plans to initially serve domestic destinations within Pakistan from their operational hub at Jinnah International Airport, using a fleet of Airbus A320 aircraft,
#52 Weeks: the 2021 edition
#Week 45: Light painting
Some mist (smoke) wafting around a piece of Waterford crystal, painted with blue LED torchlight.
Assez vu. La vision s’est rencontrée à tous les airs.
Assez eu. Rumeurs des villes, le soir, et au soleil, et toujours.
Assez connu. Les arrêts de la vie. – Ô Rumeurs et Visions!
Départ dans l’affection et le bruit neufs!
Arthur Rimbaud, Départ (Illuminations, 1872-75)
Seen enough. The vision was met with in every air.
Had enough. Sounds of cities, in the evening and in the sun and always.
Known enough. Life's halts. -- O Sounds and Visions!
Departure in new affection and new noise.
Arthur Rimbaud, Departure
(Illuminations, 1872-75)
(trad. Louise Varese)
Photo by me, Auguste Rodin, Jeune femme au chapeau fleuri, 1870-75, Musée Rodin, Paris
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After a wet start to the day, the afternoon yesterday turned sunny with big, puffy white clouds. I put a few treats on the fence and Mack obliged.
I got a shingles vaccine yesterday and last night I developed aches, a fever, chills... which, I read, is a fairly common reaction. The new vaccine provides stronger protection against getting shingles in the future but is a little harsher. I only mention this because I wanted to post this photo for Happy Caturday - before the group closed but I'm back off to bed. I will definitely comment later this even or tomorrow.
Happy Caturday: Airs above the ground
Par la route, dans les airs, au cœur de la montagne...
montée à l'hôtel Grimsel Hospiz...
By the road, in the air, in the heart of the mountain...
"ascent" to the hotel Grimsel Hospiz ...
Au hasard de mes pérégrinations...
At random of my wanderings...
Plus de cinq photos peuvent être publiées en même temps... Elles n'attendent que vous !... Oh, s'il vous plaît, soyez curieux !
More than five photos may be published at the same time... They are waiting for you!...
Oh, please, be curious!
This is the blue clipper and the image was taken in the sound of mull from the Mull ferry. It was the weekend of the Tall ships race which was eventually cancelled due to weather, I believe because it was windy :-)
Bel Airs at the annual Queanbeyan "Wheels" car show.
(1 of 2) 1957 Chevrolet Bel Air.
(2 of 2) 1955 Chevrolet Bel Air Sports.
Queanbeyan, New South Wales, Australia.
Here's the complete line-up from last weekend. Yep, it was a pretty impressive fleet. I honestly didn't expect to see so many air-cooled beauties together... at least not in KL!
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Par la route, dans les airs, au cœur de la montagne...
montée à l'hôtel Grimsel Hospiz...
By the road, in the air, in the heart of the mountain...
"ascent" to the hotel Grimsel Hospiz ...
Au hasard de mes pérégrinations...
At random of my wanderings...
Plus de cinq photos peuvent être publiées en même temps... Elles n'attendent que vous !... Oh, s'il vous plaît, soyez curieux !
More than five photos may be published at the same time... They are waiting for you!...
Oh, please, be curious!
I arise from dreams of thee
In the first sweet sleep or night,
When the winds are breathing low,
And the stars are shining bright:
I arise from dreams of thee,
And a spirit in my feet
Has led me- who knows how?
To thy chamber-window, sweet!
The wandering airs they faint
On the dark, the silent stream-
The champak odors fail
Like sweet thoughts in a dream;
The nightingale's complaint,
It dies upon her heart-
As I must die on thine,
Oh, beloved as thou art!
Oh, lift me from the grass!
I die! I faint! I fail!
Let thy love in kisses rain
On my lips and eyelids pale.
My cheek is cold and white, alas!
My heart beats loud and fast-
Oh! press it close to thine own again,
Where it will break at last!
Words by by Percy Bysshe Shelley
for Flickriver - Sophie Shapiro
Madagascar - Sous des airs parfois un peu rudes, les malgaches gagnent à être connus. Pas toujours engageants au premier abord, si vous prenez la peine d'aller vers eux et d'engager la conversation, vous pouvez vous faire facilement des copains.
Cet air fermé est celui des gens qui n'ont pas une vie facile et qui n'attendent rien d’elle ; ni de personne. J'en ai croisé beaucoup comme eux dans toutes les parties du monde. On n'aimerait pas les croiser la nuit dans une rue déserte et sombre. Et pourtant...
J'ai pris cette photo sans viser, le boitier sur la poitrine car je voulais garder leur expression patibulaire.
Lorsqu'ils m'ont dépassé sans me prêter attention, je les ai rattrapés pour leur montrer la photo. L'air sombre affiché sur la photo a aussitôt fait place à des sourires radieux. Bon, j'en ai été de quatre cigarettes et deux bières.
Madagascar c'est comme partout ; quand on paie une tournée on se fait vite des potes.
Do not be fooled by appearances
Madagascar - Under airs that are sometimes a little harsh, the Malagasy people deserve to be known. Not always engaging at first, if you take the time to reach out to them and strike up a conversation you can make friends easily.
This closed air is that of people who do not have an easy life and who expect nothing from her, nor from anyone. I have seen many like them in all parts of the world. We would not like to cross them in a deserted and dark street. And yet we must not be fooled by appearances.
I took this photo without aiming, the camera on my chest because I wanted to keep their expression.
When they passed me without paying attention, I caught up with them to show them the photo.
The gloomy air displayed in the photo gave way to beaming smiles. It "cost" me four cigarettes and two beers.
Madagascar is like everywhere; when one pays a beer we quickly made some friends.