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AP-BID - Boeing B-777-340ER - PIA - Pakistan International
at Toronto Lester B. Pearson Airport (YYZ)
c/n 33.780 - built in 2008
Substitution for the usual B-777-200LR
“A little rain each day will fill the rivers to overflowing.”
- Liberian Proverb
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=iUH7PM0-cpI
RAIN RAIN BEAUTIFUL RAIN – LADYSMITH BLACK MAMBAZO
The beauty of an Autumn storm
the pallor of the sky
the tall lean silver barks of trees
leaves let out a mournful sigh
tumble down in wintry winds
on the ground they curl and die
but for now a symphony
plays golden notes amid the hue and cry
absorbed in beauty the fading light
graces the pallid canopy
in subtle nuances the landscape fades
and silently rests in dormancy
the sweet transition from season to season
is witnessed by passers-by
and only I stand here and wonder
where do the birds in Winter fly
they travel South that much I know
but do some stay behind and why
are they never seen except scant few
the Robin Redbreast and the solemn Magpie
the dried out river bed meanders
soon it will fill when the heavens comply
and fish will soon swim again while the Salamander
nods knowingly from his damp cool quarters nearby
I rest awhile; take in the air before I am on my way
to see the lions; I hear their roars; I know they are close by.
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Happy Thanksgiving, dear friends 💙
trời càng ngày càng nóng! nóng quá đi :(
áp lực thi cử mệt thật..ước gì bây giờ được ngủ thiệt nhiều:((
p/s: lâu rồi k up!! up 1 ảnh cho vui hihi:) mọi người thi tốt nhé! ♥
Cover of my Amazon Book Series, A Little Bit of Arizona. Cover image taken with a Nikon D300 and 24-120VR Nikkor lens. All my published books, available world wide, can be viewed here:
www.amazon.com/stores/Paul-Moore/author/B0075LNIO2?ref=ap...
Thank you for your love, your friendship and wonderful support. Happy New Year to you all <3
p.s. THANK YOU FOR 3 MILLION VIEWS!!!!! XO
“Depth of friendship does not depend on length of acquaintance.”
- Rabindranath Tagore
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=xEkIou3WFnM
YOU'VE GOT A FRIEND – JAMES TAYLOR
Somewhere under the rainbow
a seagull full of hope
flies low across a violet sky
telling me that I can cope
so many signs we see if only
we care to open our eyes and look
the tender pages of our stories
rest gently between a velvet-covered book
bookmarked by a wish; a dream
on a snow white angel's wing and prayer
we are capable of so many things
if only we be brave and dare
so many times I tumble down
so many times get up
the little precious many things
I find to fill my golden cup
I raise it now and wish you well
blow you a New Year's kiss
ne'er let Auld Lang Syne be e'er forgot
a cup of kindness is full of bliss
if love is a many splendoured thing
and music be the food of love
then I have eaten a banquet here
a feast lain down from Heaven above
and as the New Year begins again
I'll keep you always in my heart
and if sometimes it seems I'm scarce
remember these words of René Descartes
“He lives well who is well hidden”
as I seek the truth of my life in silent ways
with clear mind comes a revelation
that will buoy me up on stormy waves
when grey clouds loom; obscure my vision
I know the moon and sun still shine
and you will know too that I am here
just call my name; send me a sign.
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Mazda Roadpacer AP (1975) at the Mazda Classic - Automobil Museum Frey in Augsburg, Germany.
The Roadpacer was Mazda's unique attempt to enter the Japanese market of luxury sedans, rivaling the Toyota Century or Nissan President. The car was not developed by Mazda but an Australian Holden Premier with a Mazda 13B Wankel engine: engineless Holdens were shipped to Japan, where they were fitted with engines and transmissions and recieved luxurious equipment. However, sales were slow and only around 800 units sold, few of which remain today.
Mazda Roadpacer AP (1975-1977)
1.308 litre two-disc Wankel engine
100 kW
Vmax: 166 km/h
AP-BGY - Boeing B-777-240/LR - PIA - Pakistan International Airlines
at Toronto Lester B. Pearson Airport (YYZ)
c/n 33.781 - built in 2005
This is the nearest visual and audible representation I can produce, with my fairly limited technical know-how, to show how I feel the world and the daily struggle within myself to survive in a world that is both beautiful and at the same time profound; the confusion I feel when I struggle to understand where I fit into the world and if I ever really will.
This cover of a beautiful song, Just When I Needed You Most, I had never heard before when it was suggested to me, by my friend, Dave, who truly understands what it is to be me. Thanks Mate! : 0)
“I didn't want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that's really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wake up from a nightmare you're so relieved. I woke up into a nightmare.”
― Ned Vizzini, It's Kind of a Funny Story
LET ME ...
LET ME give you a piece of my mind
meander through my neural pathways
LET ME offer you the peace I find
when the outer turmoil fades away
and I can hear my thoughts aloud
a million things that I must do to
drown out the infernal madding crowd
and let the signs and creative process through
LET my eyes glaze over like ice upon a lake
LET the snows and mists descend
don't come near or I will break
my tears a waterfall, my friend
LET ME stand quietly by the door
gazing through the fugue of time
parallel lines bend; fall to the floor
and suffocate me in this paradigm
this is a typical day for ME
and it continues; invades my dreams and then
the darkness falls like a dying tree
crashing through my world again
some days in a lucid moment I
see clearest after the rain has stopped and
pale yellow sunshine dapples softly as a sigh
while the sweet breeze of change whispers and ...
… gently reaches out to touch my hand.
LET ME be free to be who I am
because that is enough struggle for ME
I cannot be someone stuck in a traffic jam
what does that taste like; it feels like I am all at sea
LET ME taste the sweets of living
without the bitter fruits of despair
Friday's child is loving and giving
if you love me LET ME be there
when I can find the time is right
for ME to be the best I can
time for me is different and flight
or fight reminds me of the Bogeyman
that feeling as a helpless child
wide-eyed and trying to figure so many things out
things beyond me; beyond all reason and filed
under the heading of 'What was that all about!'
I think the best of everyone, you see
though I am in constant doubt
about what on earth is the point of ME
I feel too much; my thoughts are endless
the world and it's problems magnify
and I am left bereft and breathless
knowing there is too much to rectify
so I see a bird and I fly away
I see the sky and cloud-watch and dream
the fog becomes thicker and I run away
caught in the headlights powered only by my own steam
but what if the steam dissipates
and I am left drained and bewildered, like you
I will still see the world as a beautiful place
even when the chaos continues and my head is all askew.
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Enjoy a very happy weekend, dear friends <3
“The camel is a symbol of stamina, patience, endurance, and reaching long-term goals. ... Dreaming of a camel represents the need to work very hard and persistently to overcome obstacles to reach your goal.” - sleep culture
“There is no straw heavy enough to break a camel's back.
He is invincible. He is the ship of the desert that will not let you down.” - AP
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=5tkUY_GAJh0
DESERT DREAM – OMAR AKRAM
I am a Bactrian Camel
oh yes, I'll have you know
my weight is borne equally
on my third and fourth toes
I am an even-toed ungulate
or so the story goes
I am far superior to
the one-humped dromedary
I'm from ancient Bactria;
I'm kind and soft and hairy
my fur is like a teddy bear,
but don't cuddle me; be wary!
I am silky soft like my ancestors
who travelled the Silk Road
climbing up high mountains;
cold; carrying their heavy load
or moving across inhospitable deserts;
screeching in camel code
I am feeling very lazy today
relaxing in the rain
it's stopped a little while;
these tourists are such a pain
leaning out their windows
taking my portrait again and again
I am sighing with contentment
as they pass me by
there is no resentment;
I pretend to them I'm shy
showing them the back of me;
well that's as much as I can try
I doze; I dream; I long to be
in the silence of the night
but oh those shrieking jackanapes
now hidden from my sight
I fall asleep at last and wait
for the new dawn to break light.
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Since returning home I am experiencing a lot of computer and internet connection problems. It is very frustrating. I comment a few pictures and then have to reboot or constantly refresh the page and then the comment does not always print. I do not know if it is problems with Flickr or my internet or with my computer or a combination of all three, but I do apologise sincerely and will try to catch up as and when I can. Thank you for your patience with me <3
Well, it's been a bit since I've posted here. Between working on PT post-surgery, doing some work for some clients, and some travel for the 'day job' it's been a little crazy. I took a little time this afternoon with a bit of a different lens (Nikon 50mm f/1.2) to play with some late fall color on a Japanese maple in the back yard. Hope you enjoy it, and I'll be back around soon!
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AP 201 hops across the fox river with HLCX 3880 leading three paper cars as they return to Appleton Yard on a bitter January day.
AP-BFU
Boeing 747-367
PIA -Pakistan International Ailines
"named Islamabad-The Margalla Magic"
Heathrow
Runway 09L
09/12/2003
Built 1986 delivered to Cathy Pacific 14/02/1986 as VR-HIJ re-registered B-HIJ. Purchased by PIA 26/04/1999 in service until 2014 stored at Karachi
just in case you wondered how i did that one
actual comet photograph credit: Comet Neowise appears over Mount Washington as seen from Dee Wright Observatory in Oregon on July. (Chris Pietsch/Register-Guard/AP)
386/365 aDaD "a duck a day" day334 31daysleft
looks like i'll be done toward the end of august!! i can do this
here is the link to the album of them all:
Material Circulante: CPA 4004
Hora: 14:17
Data: 11-11-2021
Local: Salreu (PK 285 - Linha do Norte)
Serviço: AP 132 (Braga --» Lisboa - Santa Apolónia)
Será q eu tbm posso, êsse é o meu brinquedinho, e aproveito prá mostrar minha "cara". Tenha tds os amigos um exelente domingo. abçs.
“The constant struggle of life often overwhelms me. In times such as this I look outside myself to observe the beauty of nature and try to follow it's example, then I look inside myself and question everything … seems always that my path is destined to be a rather lonely one and I thank everyone here for joining me in this part of my journey; for accepting me as I am; for showing me unconditional love and understanding and welcoming me into your hearts. I wish you all a beautiful Autumn.” - AP
“Lord, make me an instrument of Your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; where there is sadness, joy.”
- from St Francis' Prayer
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=yA7RtUGmbD0
AUTUMN EQUINOX – QUIET JOURNEY
Feels like things are winding down
Autumn falls and in my mind
the leaves so colourful spin round and round
I hope the Winter will be as kind
swirling; whirling; leaves are curling
paper thin; rusting on the ground
crunching; munching; brittle; bunching
winds that blow them in heaps abound
listening to the warm winds as Summer
falls asleep and the Autumn Equinox
colours the world in auburn beauty
like the warming colours of a country fox
freckles fade and speckled shade
like blackbirds eggs the pale blue sky
feels the sun in watered down yellow
mellow and sallow as the willow's sigh
billowing clouds like plumes of smoke
rise high above the chimney tops
and little aircraft buzz my house
so close I can see the handsome pilots
I wave and they wave back to me
idyllic is this setting
and peace sets tranquil as the sun
surrounding nature like filigree netting
protecting the dormant flowers that sleep
the trees will soon be skeletal
their bare bones are so beautiful
the pine cones crisp turn grey gunmetal
underfoot the crispiness
of Autumn sounds so nice
I welcome it with open arms
I make the most before the ice
of Winter comes
and Jack Frost paints his masterpieces
complex visions; fascinate
in awe I stare at their uniqueness
the log fire will soon be very busy
keeping warm the hearth
my cats will curl up on the rug
and sleep contented dreams of stars
and far off mice and dickey birds
and other cat-like things that pass
beneath the window they hear the rustle
of the Autumn leaves and endless scuffles
but like me; like little curled up dormice
they fall back to sleep in just a trice
the winds may blow
the sea and tide
the rain may fall
no place to hide
but in my world of pleasantries
it's warm and safe; the best place to be
the ideal place for me.
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My artwork is a compilation of 3 of my photographs
kad se dobro jede i pije za vrijeme blagdana treba kalorije potrošiti penjajući se na jedan od vrhova Plešivice, gdje je ujedno nagrada pogled što puca...=when good eating and drinking during the holiday season should spend calories climbing on one of the peaks Plesivica, where is the reward which has view ...
“I'm your little blue-eyed song bird
only you can make me fly
yes, I'm your little blue-eyed song bird
only you can make me cry
oh yes, I'm your little blue-eyed song bird
blue without you; blue as a Summer's sky.” - AP
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rs8FkIL0EFw
ALL I DO IS DREAM OF YOU – STACEY KENT
Your gaze is so intense
you captivate me
you heighten every sense
you motivate me
with you there's no pretence
you satisfy me
your lips; your hair; your eyes
you satiate me
with you there's no disguise
your love placates me
I feel free of earthly ties
you radiate me
you are my latest muse
I feel the strong vibrations
I'm torn; I cannot choose
between the sweet sensations
I'm worn but I can't lose
the sweetness of your strong creation
my canvas once was blank
I've filled with strength and power
I've sculpted you so frank
from gauche so tender as a flower
each scrape each application ranks
as nothing finer than this hour
I don't want this to end
I don't want you to leave
I'll do anything; I'll bend
all you want I will achieve
you are a subtle blend
just like this painting I believe
capture; captivate and hold me
you've cast your spell upon this girl
I will do whatever you told me
if you will stay; let love unfurl
let it blossom like a flowering tree
strong; intended for this world
root me to this fertile ground
make me never want to leave
in you I place the trust I found
and love you; in you I believe
that love still makes the earth turn round
you found the key to undo me and to weave
a wondrous recurring open-ended dream
that flies around my mind and lights my soul
you satisfy my tastebuds like coffee and ice-cream
delectable; delightful; I desire another bowl
and then I'll lick it clean; I am bursting at the seams
all the pent-up past frustrations
simply slip away
replaced by deliciously dark temptations
my inner demons let out to play
for me it is the greatest revelation
our eyes and bodies locked; I feel like clay
now you are the one who sculpts
you mold me; bend me to your will
my heart is doing somersaults
my soul is lost; you are the sweetest pill
the medicine that catapults
me back to living; all is perfect; all is still.
Today … a rare treat for me … I am happy! I am in love … with life!!!!! What is happiness … happiness is fleeting … it may only last for moments at a time, but when it does you will know it, because it is the most amazing feeling and today I make the most of it for tomorrow I know that there may be pain again … and with the pain the darkness may descend and swallow me whole, but just for today I embrace the wonders of the universe and all is very, very good! Oh, the above, just a silly story … a complete and utter figment of my imagination! A girl can dream, can't she … ; 0)))
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