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And we could stare all day
At problems that won't go away
Anberlin - Blame me! Blame me!
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This weekend was fun, some friends came over to my place for 'Carbombacolypse'. After we shared about 14+ Irish carbombs poured and dropped later, i don't think you can blame me for editting this picture a good 2 days later.
If you've never had a carbomb before, you should try it. The Bailey's makes it tastes just like chocolate milk, so even girls can pound them.
Strobist Info: 430EXII into softbox camera high right.
TOTW: Lighting - Good or Ghetto :)
For the next few months, Manildra Group at Nowra will be sourcing their grain from imports from Canada. 300 HPCU Grain containers have been purchased to be hauled between the Quattro Port at Port Kembla and Nowra.
3930 from Quattro Port to Nowra is seen approaching Berry at with 8161, 8125, 8170 and 8172 and 52 wagons of containerised grain to use at the Bomaderry Starch plant.
2019-06-30 Pacific National 8161-8125-8170-8172 Berry 3930
This is the story of two lovers like twins
They would do lovers things blame original sin
Look into their eyes only for the meaning of the hour
As if there only everything existed in their power, yet
Lo and behold they drifted of a stream humming
How does it go? Oh 'Life is but a dream'
Well the steam became a river and the river start to tow
They, they didn't notice at all
I love you like oil
Coming down hard
Need you so fast
Need you so right away
Like a road train
I need you babe
But nothing last forever after all ....
I'll love you til the ocean takes us all
A idea that came into my head whilst trying to stay awake at my old print finishing job. A bit more illustrative for me.
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This young robin who now lives in my garden here in Bristol seems a rather shy and cautious little one.
Mind you with sparrow hawks and pet cats around, I certainly know why, and I don't blame her caution, for sure.
She hides in my garden border in a prickly hedge area.
When the Sun occasionally makes an appearance ✨️ she comes out of hiding as can be viewed in this image.
She is very vigilant, looking around nervously, constantly scanning all around her.
Unfortunately, as soon as she spots me with my camera, she reverts back into the relative safety of her hiding place.
With this in mind, I waited behind a garden parasol where she couldn't see me.
She popped out from the shade to sunbath and warm-up, then I managed to photograph her secretly !!!!!!
.... Ha ha' ha' 😄 ....
"Little Robin"
I'm a little robin who wants to chirp and play,
if you feed me breadcrumbs, I'll brighten up your day,
do you want to hear me sing, then breadcrumbs you should bring,
when Xmas comes a dinging well look for me, the little robin singing.
original poetry
by Sean.
Love and peace,
everyone. 😍
*Photo: Tuanerror
*Retouch: Minh_inzaghi
*Description story: AKhỉ
Câu chuyện là như này , anh áo vàng vốn là yêu chị áo màn , nhưng vì chị áo màn không biết đánh đàn như chị áo xám thế là anh áo vàng kiểu chạy theo chị áo xám mà lòng vẫn vương vấn chị áo màn , đây là trích đoạn anh áo vàng dứt màn ra đi để lại những giọt nước mắt cay đắng trên gương mặt chị áo màn =;
This Fairlane Towncar was for sale and the only reason we stopped at this Buy-Way sale. Can you blame us? Thanks to Hubby for snapping this pic. :)
"All blame is a waste of time. No matter how much fault you find with another, and regardless of how much you blame him, it will not change you. The only thing blame does is to keep the focus off you when you are looking for external reasons to explain your unhappiness or frustration. You may succeed in making another feel guilty about something by blaming him, but you won't succeed in changing whatever it is about you that is making you unhappy."
If you reveal your secrets to the wind, you should not blame the wind for revealing them to the trees.
Khalil Gibran
Still sorting an old mail. Now somewhere at the end of the March of last year. Almost a year ago, but in spring, waiting for the new one here, at winter. It’s warm for this time, but seems that near a month or even more under the colorless sky without sun (is that possible that long?). My Petersburg-Ukrainian friend wrote me from Georgia, now I’m practicing Ukrainian language with him. He wrote, that now it’s the language of resistance. I feel the same. When my Ukrainian will be better, I hope to switch to it on social media. In Russia they don’t throw people in jail for that yet. But they could for singing in Ukrainian.
Yesterday I’ve listened the big (huge, almost four-hour) interview of one of the leaders of Russian resistance, Maria Pevchikh. She’s very radical. But she’s against blaming the whole nation for this war. She thinks that it is simple victim blaming. That’s what I think, too.
In this old mail I’m somewhere at my first anti-war series with simple name “Give Peace a Chance”. It was huge too. Somehow it makes me feel some slight shame. Seems too monotonous, endless, like those first months of the war. Also, I’ve changed my visual language pretty much since then and don’t like my previous too much now. But I’m very grateful for your standing up for this art.