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Some more photos of the flowers that the bees love on the nature strip of our block of land. You can see from these photos why they call the tree PHOTINIA GLABRA (JAPANESE PHOTINIA, RED TIP PHOTINIA OR RED LEAF PHOTINIA) . These are full frame photos and not cropped. They were taken with my 75-300 mm lens and the Kenko extension tubes.
#489 on Explore on 27th July, 2008.
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O tempo vai sendo abolido, é o tempo da chama sobre a água,
e fomos amiúde derivando do maior para o mais justo,
imersos no ruído de fundo de uma escadaria,
pouco a pouco premindo a vida ao tamanho último,
a essa porção da biografia toda a vez mais nítida,
na qual só um recolhimento, tal a subir-se um vão de escada,
é a raiz do que em favor de nós fizemos,
a alegria que emana após o cativeiro.
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Time is being abolished, it’s the time of fire over water,
and we’ve repeatedly moved from the universal to the exact,
immersed in the background noise of a staircase,
gradually compressing life to that ultimate size,
that portion of our ever more accurate biography
in which a simple withdrawal, like climbing a set of stairs,
is the essence of what we did in our own favor,
the happiness emerging in the wake of our captivity.
© 2005, Rui Coias
From: A Ordem do Mundo
Publisher: Quasi Edições, Vila Nova de Famalicão, 2005
ISBN: 989-552-133-2
© Translation: 2006, Richard Zenith
I would like you to check out today's featured artist janusz l's foto, where you will learn an important history lesson from Poland at www.flickr.com/photos/januszbc/1960710051/
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Mark Twain , USA Philosophizing Writer Quotes
Born November 30, 1835; Died April 21, 1910
When red-haired people are above a certain social grade their hair is auburn.
When we remember we are all mad, the mysteries disappear and life stands explained.
When your friends begin to flatter you on how young you look, it's a sure sign you're getting old.
Whenever you find yourself on the side of the majority, it is time to pause and reflect.
Why is it that we rejoice at a birth and grieve at a funeral? It is because we are not the person involved.
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For brevity, I altered this excerpt from pages 201-202 of Robin H. Neillands’ Grant: The Man Who Won the Civil War (2004 Cold Spring Press) :
General William Tecumseh Sherman (1820-91) was a paradox. Although the most ruthless of generals–“War is Hell”, he once declared, “and I intend to fight it that way”–no one was more willing to help the South once the surrender came. General Ulysses Simpson “U. S.” Grant (1822-85) depended on Sherman and trusted him absolutely, but here again there is a paradox, for Sherman was unstable. Sherman had a complete nervous breakdown early in the war and there was a time when the general opinion in the United States Army thought him mad. But Sherman recovered and returned to the war and was there with Grant until the end. Grant therefore deserves credit for choosing his subordinate generals and standing by them in adversity; they in turn repaid his trust with good service and great loyalty.
EXPLORE # 463 on Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Always magical. This time it gilded my Japanese Maple tree
Linda Hartong Photography. ©All Rights Reserved. 2007 Do not use, copy or edit any of my photographs without written permission.
What happens when your soul
Begins to awaken
Your eyes
And your heart
And the cells of your body
To the great Journey of Love?
First there is wonderful laughter
And probably precious tears
And a hundred sweet promises
And those heroic vows
No one can ever keep.
(Hafez)
Just started this charcoal an hour ago and thought I'd take a shot of it in progress.
The photo of Letizia is here... www.flickr.com/photos/letizia_gilioli/2386673637/in/set-7...
Beitrag zum Mai-Thema Emotionen der Gruppe SLinfo-Bilderstuermer/ Picture for the group SLinfo-Bilderstuermer May 2008, subject Emotions.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=SSbRBe8nVgM
Pearl Jam - Black
Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me as her body once did.
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn
Ooh, and all I taught her was everything
Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore
And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything.
Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear?
Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning
How quick the sun can drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
All the love gone bad turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll be... yeah...
Uh huh... uh huh... ooh...
I know someday you'll have a beautiful life,
I know you'll be a sun in somebody else's sky, but why
Why, why can't it be, why can't it be mine
Love the row shots from SL... that's why couldn't resist uploading this old pic, made one very nice day in SL some time ago :)
Second Life untouched image
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un anno di flickr........non potrò mai ringraziare abbastanza la mia stupenda amica Francesca www.flickr.com/photos/francesca66 per avermi "costretta" ad affacciarmi da questa finestra......grazie amica mia...grazie per tutto quello che mi hai permesso di esprimere e di provare.....ti tanto abbraccio Maty
No voy a empezar a elogiar tus fotos porque ellas se presentan solas y el disfrutarlas cotidianamente forma parte de un buen comienzo del día...
Prefiero mencionar quién y cómo es el ser humano que está detrás de ellas..., porque pienso y creo que hay un estrecho vínculo.
Tu magia comienza al conocerte al ver tu risa franca y contagiosa. Y continúa con tu humor, tu alegría, tu capacidad de disfrutar la vida con los pequeños y grandes instantes.
Eres un sol y quien es tu amigo conoce la dicha de fantásticos y hermosos momentos compartidos. De tus miradas cómplices, de tus reflexiones, de tu honestidad, de tus valores, de tu generosidad, de tus sueños e ilusiones, de tu sentido de familia y de pertenencia, de tu humildad, integridad y sencillez, de tu capacidad de disfrutar tanto el diálogo como el silencio. En síntesis, del poder de la amistad y la riqueza de los afectos.
Incansable a la hora de brindarse, de aprender algo nuevo, de experimentar lo diferente o lo transgresor, de levantar la voz ante la falta de solidaridad y las injusticias. Un espíritu libre, que conoce sus limitaciones e intenta superarlas día a día. Siempre creciendo y madurando, siempre aprendiendo.
Todo corazón, talentosa, inteligente, llena de energía, ternura, con miles de anécdotas que me encantaría divulgar (aunque no me deje...)
Es amiga, es hermana, es familia, es única. Y es una gran felicidad haberte encontrado.
Ahora sí... a visitar sus fotos (♥Albi) y a disfrutar de su magia!!!
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(Silvio Rodríguez)
Amigo puede ser quien bien repara
en la musa o engendro que yo aporte.
Amigo —sí— es también quien me soporte,
pero amigo mayor es quien me ampara.
No me cures, hermano, de delirio,
de aullido, desmesura o arrebato;
déjame arder en el amor ingrato
o en la inefable luz de otro martirio.
Pero cuando haga daño, aunque inocente,
corre hacia mí blandiendo el pecho abierto
y descorre las nubes de mi mente.
Sé amigo manantial en mi desierto,
que yo sabré recompensar tu acierto
con mayor amistad para la gente.
(1987)
Espero que disfruten tanto del stream de ♥Albi como de esta canción!!!
¡Un besote inmenso para todos!!! ¡Hasta la próxima!!!
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non c'e' al mondo persona che non si droga....ognuno ha la sua, ognuna ha il suo effetto collaterale...cio' di cui abbiamo bisogno, necessita' dell'animo, piacere perverso del nostro volerci bene dopo aver soddisfatto i bisogni primari
there is no person in the world that no drugs .... Everyone has their own, each has its side effect ... what we need, the need of the soul, perverse pleasure of our take good after you meet the primary needs