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Ranthambore National Park, Rajasthan, India
a tigress called Riddhi
Bengal Tiger
Panthera tigris tigris
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“But Sasha was from Russia, where the sunsets are longer, the dawns less sudden and sentences are often left unfinished from doubt as how to best end them.”
― Virginia Woolf, Orlando
Live and make stories in Voroznia, a residential region by the incredible Paul Cutter.
A noisy, sometimes annoying bird, the Common Grackle exhibits a beautiful iridescence in bright sunlight.
This one was seen drinking from water trickling amid the rocky feature at Celery Fields, Florida.
Forgive me if I am only replying sporadically at the moment.
I am not ghosting anyone.
There is no intention like that. .
I have a lot of pictures here, yes, but that's just to prove to myself that I'm there.
Because that's not how I feel right now.
I don't feel present in myself.
I don't feel present in my life.
All is occupied, but feel free to come and visit the public part :)
"Luanes World - Live the Dream", is the newest addition to the Luanes World sims. But as a difference to "Luanes World" @Slice of Heaven and "Luanes Magical World" @ Morning Glow, who are public sims, "Luanes World - Live the Dream" @ Tabara is a residential sim.
The rentals consist of 7 different houses, all with water view.
The rest of the sim is free for all to use, and enjoy.
Note this sim is moderate, so keep everything naughty inside of your house:)
Please respect the privacy of the other tenants - do not contact anybody else, when they are in the privacy of their own home. If you meet them in the public areas, you can of course say hi :)
Price:
Each rental, no matter which house you choose, is 799/week, with a 2 week minimum pay the first time.
After the first payment you can pay between 1-4 weeks at a time.
Prims:
You get 250 prims to decorate the house, and the nearest surrounding with. Please keep within the prim limit, as we all have to share the prims available.
If you need additional prims, you can buy extra prims - in units of 25 prims for 75 linden/week. Write me a notecard if you want your prim limit changed.
Privacy:
Each rental has it's own security orb, and the parcel setting is set to private, so you will be invisible to people from outside the parcel.
You can add people to the security orb, once I have set it up for you.
Music and parcel name and description:
If you want the parcel to have a specific name and/or description, write it in a notecard, and I will add that for you.
Also if you would like a specific music stream, you can put that in a notecard as well, and I will change that for you.
Luanes Residential World Group:
"Luanes World - Live the Dream" @ Tabara has its own group where only tenants will be able to join (as well as subtenants). Only members of this group will be able to rezz on the sim, but the public parts are open for everybody.
Upon renting a house, send me a notecard, and I will invite you to the group, so you can start decorating your new home. Any subtenants you need adding, you put in the notecard as well. Note that this is only needed, if they need to be able to rezz as well.
If you have any questions or concerns, don't hesitate to contact me. If I am not online, please send a notecard, as my IM's get capped.
Sincerely LuaneMeo.
...but I think it's a wild artichoke.
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Ich weiß nicht, was es ist, aber ich mag es
... ich glaube, es ist eine wilde Artischocke.
Not sure but think these are probably mountain ash berries. If not the ID would be appreciated.
The mixed color combinations caught my eye.
Snow still falling off an on here with snow covering the ground, but pleased more signs of Spring are showing up daily. Yes!
Nothing like what many in CA and other parts of the country are suffering thru. Keep warm, safe and well.
I’m on a quest to photograph the covered bridges in Connecticut. Figured it had to be a few in my part of the state and sure enough this one is really not very far from where I grew up. None of us knew it existed until Google gave us the location. Probably no more than 15 minutes from my parents house. Can’t wait to photograph it with snow.
But unfortunately this was at dusk and very little light. Plus, I would click....he would move....I would follow slowly and quietly, he would move! He had his eye on the fish below! So not the best but since my first...it is my best! lol.
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right before sunset we found a pride of 18 lions at the edge of the western sector of the Serengeti.
This is the largest of the 2 big males that rule this pride and there were also quite a number of young cubs in this pride.
This is a different pride than the previous lion posts of the western corridor. As mentioned with these posts we saw that other pride with 18 lions 4 or 5 times but there was never an adult male present.
male African Lion
panthera pardus
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Not an brilliant photo, but one that I love. A walk up Beinn Chrulaiste this morning with a full inversion down the glen, all around Rannoch and out to Ben Nevis. On the way fog bow appeared, then a brocken Spectre within the fog bow, first time I've seen either. Then to top off the day I found the husky that had been missing for a few days at the top of the hill! A fantastic day out!
A dreary gray sky on this day. But on closer inspection, you notice the subtle shades of gray. The fog in the valley seems to swallow up every ounce of color.
Although the day passes in dull light, nuances of color remain.
So the mountains not only appear in blue varieties, but the individual green tones of the trees also appear sometimes dull and sometimes brilliant. And even a little autumn red stains the ground.
I can't help but associate the landscapes with emotions. But even if the mood and the depressive phases in my life fit into this gray sky, the focus is more on creative transformation.
I absorb the landscape, the light and the weather and try to transform them into art.
Whether I succeed is a completely different question.
Wolkenverhangener Himmel, Nebelfetzen im Tal und etwas Farbigkeit
Ein trister grauer Himmel an diesem Tag. Aber beim genaueren Hinschauen bemerkt man die feinen Schattierungen von Graustufen. Der Nebel im Tal scheint jedes Quäntchen Farbe zu schlucken.
Obwohl der Tag in trübem Licht vergeht, bleiben Nuancen von Farben übrig.
So erscheinen die Berge nicht nur in Variationen von Blau, auch die einzelnen Grüntöne der Bäume zeichnen sich mal matt und mal brillant ab. Und sogar ein wenig Herbstrot befleckt den Boden.
Ich komme nicht daran vorbei, die Landschaften mit Emotionen zu verbinden.
Doch selbst, wenn die Gemütslage und die depressiven Phasen in meinem Leben sich so in dieses Grau des Himmels fügen, steht eher die kreative Transformation im Vordergrund. Ich nehme die Landschaft, das Licht und das Wetter in mir auf und versuche sie in Kunst zu verwandeln.
Ob es mir gelingt, ist eine ganz andere Frage.
A beautiful , but chilly day today ! Time to have a practice with my small glass orb. Problem was it was very bright and difficult to see what I was focusing on ! But this one wasn't too bad .
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THE SEEKER
I am in a house, I know it well, but I have never been there before. There is no light, just me. The halls are empty, it is without life, without the things to bring it to life, no pictures, no tables, no chairs. It is a bleak house, dark, shadows, and even the light that seeps through the cracks, is dark. In the middle of the room there is foreboding, it is under the floor. I feel my hair stand on end.
I look to the door, the door, into which one must never go.
I stand and know that I can't run, I can't hide, because the dark of the house, is outside too. And I know it's time to leave, but I find myself walking, walking toward the door, the door that I must never open, as it leads to the room, the room into which one must never go.
I am sweating, I want to call out, I am trying to scream, it's primal, but there is no sound, there is no voice. I am unable to call for help. I try to move my arms, but they are frozen.
I am though the door, the room that vibrates with fear, darkness - something is moving in the secret passage, the secret passage that lies beyond the room. It is a narrow corridor, and I am bending to walk into the passage, and it leads to a room above the house, in the attic, I feel the cold, it is icy, and I fear for my very soul - I feel the negative energy that seeping into my skin. I am trying to shout, trying to leave, trying to turn away, wanting to run. A shape emerges out of the wall, it comes to me, draining all the goodness from me, and I feel terrible fear and dread, I want to fight it, but I am helpless, I am powerless, I can't move, but I know now, I must face it, I must fight for my life, and every fibre in me is screaming - and I remember .
I have been here before, and it is always the same, when the presence comes I wake up screaming and sweating, my pulse is racing. I have been through this many times before, and I am shaking and quaking, but I realize - despite these confrontations - I do not wake up dead, just terrified, and I begin to feel that perhaps, perhaps, these is no danger here. I have spent nights telling myself before I fall asleep that if this dream comes to me again, meet fear with love.
Now I know I was dreaming. I am out of the icy house. I am awake, lying in my bed. I am calmer now, I try to move, but nothing happens. I can't move anything, but I can see my room, and I feel a rising panic, and I feel the icy cold. There is someone standing at the end of my bed, staring at me. I am trying to scream and move my arms, to wake up, nothing happens. I see him standing clearly in my room, he has followed me here .
Now I will need to fight, but I can’t move, and he can, what are the rules in this situation, I am powerless. It is terrifying. Move !, Move !, Run ! Nothing. Then I remember “Do not get angry, that gives it power”. I stop struggling, start to calm down. He isn’t moving or doing anything, he never has, he just stands there.
"Hi", I think to myself.
"Can you hear me" it says in a sweet peaceful voice.
Oh that's great, he isn't even hostile, he’s doing his best not to terrify me and here I am like a wild animal, scared of the unknown, that's just great. He has been coming to talk to me, to give me wisdom -but his presence has seemed so terrifying , that he can’t even talk to me. I guess he has been coming and waiting patiently for me to meet him with love, not anger and fear. Well this is embarrassing.
I didn't expect a dialog, and I am now wanting to wake up. It's not fear this time, this guy had a very calm and gentle voice, but James Bond just climbed through my window and I sensed things were only going to go downhill from here.
Note to self, you got to do something about the quality of your dreams - oh, and thanks for the lesson in love and fear.
PS - The next day, many, many years ago - we went swimming with friends in mountain pools. The river water in Africa is dark and you can’t even see your feet in the water. We swam across a large, deep pool. I jumped into a big pothole at the end of the pool. There was a waterfall crashing into one side of it and the sandy bottom felt soothing on my feet. No one else wanted to jump in, and I realized, I had forgotten to be scared. The dream sequence has never returned.
PPS – Lucid dreaming is common, and trying to wake up during a nightmare is too – the immobility comes from your body preventing you from sleepwalking in response to dream situations – so it can feel disturbing while dreaming, but it is a good self preservation mechanism that is there to protect you from real harm. So the fear is gone and I am happy to dream on. And I work with dreams and treat them as an active state. If something is bugging you, think about it before you sleep, it can help resolve while you are off to never, never land
© G P F for All images and text, please do not use without my express permission. From THE Book That Dreams.
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but the closest scrutiny of the photogenic drawing discloses only a more absolute truth, a more perfect identity of aspect with the thing represented :-)
Edgar Allen Poe
HFF! Justice Matters! Indct Trump!
peony, 'Krinkled White', j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
but very full of texture.
At Islibhig in the wild west of the Isle of Lewis.
Single shot HDR in Photomatix with additional processing in Topaz Studio 2.
The creeping thistles (Cirsium arvense) are flowering everywhere right now. They are very popular among bees and butterflies but I had never seen a cricket on it before. This great green bush cricket didn't stay put for long as the bee was too annoying.
HFF! An oldie but a goodie and a small reprieve from all this hot weather, even if it is just a visual cool down! It was a beautiful ice storm that we had that year and finally when it stopped I remember I just HAD to get out and explore. We got lost and I couldn't even begin to try and remember how we got to this barn now. It's a beautiful one. I hope everyone has a great weekend!
Wearing November lace is not a farewell forever ...
Piggies can't fly ...
But there is a time of stillness!
"She was peering over the bench, trying to sneak up behind him, but ended up giggling when he obviously noticed her presence. Walking around to the end of the bench, she crawled over the arm and up towards him like a cat."
At Pashley Manor Gardens you will discover 11 acres of beautiful borders and vistas – the culmination of a lifetime of passion for gardening, an appetite for beauty and an admiration of the tradition of the English Country garden. These graceful gardens, on the border of Sussex and Kent, are family owned and maintained – visitors often express delight at the attention to detail displayed throughout and the intimate, peaceful atmosphere.
All the ingredients of the English Country Garden are present – sweeping herbaceous borders, ha-ha, well maintained lawns, box hedges, espaliered rose walk, historic walled garden, inspiring kitchen garden, venerable trees and the Grade I listed house as a backdrop. The gardens are a haven for wildlife – bees, butterflies and small birds as well as moor hens, ducks and a black swan. Then, of course, the plants! Borders overflowing with perennials and annuals – the look changing through the seasons, but always abundantly filled, and each garden ‘room’ planted in a different colour theme.
Pashley is also renowned for fantastic displays of tulips, roses and dahlias. Our annual Tulip Festival features more than 48,000 tulips this year! During Special Rose Week over a hundred varieties of rose swathe the walls, climb obelisks and bloom in flower beds. Then in late summer our Dahlia Days event transforms the gardens once more with bountiful, brightly coloured dahlias in every border and pot.
Add to all this a Café and Terrace with excellent garden views, serving delicious homemade lunches, scones and cakes; Sculpture and Art Exhibitions; a Gift Shop with Plant Sales; and a friendly, knowledgeable team waiting to welcome you, and the recipe for a wonderful day out is complete.
For more information please visit www.pashleymanorgardens.com/
Sometimes love is just something very fragile, almost did not touch. But who of us feel it, enjoy it, receive it.
Do you want my love forever even a lifetime?
I'll have a few final sunset shots from Ross tomorrow, but this one marks the end of our current exploration into the origins of the Ross Bridge and its astounding art. I hope that I have convinced you these carvings are NOT the work of a madman who made bizarre grotesques as mere decoration.
I realise that is the way most people have seen the Ross Bridge art, if they have even bothered to look at the bridge too closely. We all know how often the tourist experience is one viewed through the lens of a few selfies. Very often we are not actually "present" when in tourist mode. That's a tragedy in my view. I dare say quite a few locals still scratch their heads about the meaning of the bridge too.
But this work is far from meaningless. I hope I have shown that. But more than this, it is a call to recognise that no matter how dark our history may have been at times, the chance for redemption and renewal is there.
But, and this is a very important "but" that the Prophet Daniel from Ross wanted us to hear: We cannot renew ourselves as children of the light until we face our deeds as children of the darkness. There is no forgiveness without repentance if I can put it in distinctly Christian terms.
Daniel Herbert did not believe in cheap grace. His freedom was bought with a heavy price, but in the end he died a free man, a man whose conscience was clear.
"Well done, good and faithful servant! You have been faithful with a few things; I will put you in charge of many things. Come and share your master's happiness!" - Matthew 25:23.
I dream of painting and then I paint my dream.
(Vincent Van Gogh)
I'm here at 1:00 a.m., I do not know what time it is from you but I wish you a good night like this, bright and blue, with the adaptation of the piece extracted from the soundtrack of "Romeo and Juliet" (Franco Zeffirelli - 1968) Of Avion Travel
Original Music Nino Rota
Piccola Orchestra Avion Travel - Ai giochi addio
At this time let me be romantic; ))
My image and texture
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But not curious enough to come any closer! Looks like Mum and junior and appears that Mum has missed out on being sheared.
Tweaked a tad for sliders sunday!
* A view of Moraine Lake but sadly missing the famous view of the “Valley of Ten peaks” that should be in the background of the shot, the ten peaks are hidden by thick low cloud . It was pretty disappointing not to see that iconic landscape at its best but the colour of the lake is still pretty incredible I used a tripod for this shot so I was at least able to keep the ISO fairly low I did not adjust the colour
The weather was pretty hopeless while we were in the Lake Louise area .I had been expecting to take lots of photographs but persistent low cloud mist and rain put paid to that. We got about an hour of dry weather at Moraine Lake and we had two visits to Lake Louise but it was raining on both occasions . The other thing about the area is there are far too many people visiting . I walked round Emerald Lake in Yoho National Park on the same day that I took this shot. The lake was almost as beautiful there were hardly any people and it was dry. So three cheers for Yoho
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