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I really do feel like the lines are beginning to blur. Wearing these N95 masks probably doesn't help with that. HMM!!
I couldn't blame the gatekeeper for my tardy arrival on this day but there were still some remnants remaining to make a wonderful beginning to the day! Hoping for the same tomorrow! Taken on Armand Bayou near Bay Area Park!
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“The beginning is the most important part of the work.”
Quote – Plato
Coming weeks I am in the middle of a renovation of the house again. That means a lot of noise and many workmen on the floor, who want coffee at set times. And bothering you all the time with questions about one thing or another.
That's why I decided not to fold the dragons for a while and instead fold some modular models. These consist of simple units, so you can easily stop and then continue.
Here you can see three intermediate stages to give an impression of 'having to stop while I'm folding'.
A friend of mine just got a new job and she said she would like to take care of the end results. They get a nice spot on the windowsill. So all in all, three birds with one stone.
Have a nice and inspiring new week ahead.
I've been listening a lot to country folk lately, and this photo is inspired by it! The way the sun falls, and that truck, and everything else...
credits. //
FEATURED:
Your Dreams - It's a date - Pick up
Soy - Aged Iron Swing Chair
Fundati - Great Grass
Fundati - Confier Trees
Fundati - Hunter Pine
Fundati - Ashes Tree Set
Fundati - Ruinas Wall
Skye - Cuesta Rocks
Skye - Enchanted Trail
LOVE - Wech Elm Tree
LOVE - Sunshine Meadow
ILO - Pre-built
8f8 - New Beginnings - Ruins
Every new beginning comes
from some other beginning's end
― Lucius Annaeus Seneca
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Monarch butterflies (Danaus plexippus) are known for the incredible mass migration that brings millions of them to California and Mexico each winter.
North American monarchs are the only butterflies that make such a massive journey—up to 3,000 miles. The insects must begin this journey each fall ahead of cold weather, which will kill them if they tarry too long.
Right now, in Ontario, along lake shore is excellent moment to witness concentration of thousands butterflies before they gone South and great opportunity to fill up memory card.
So a love is lost
A love is won
Go to sleep and dream again
Soon your hopes will rise
And then from all this gloom
Life can start anew
And therell be no crying soon
~Queen - - Dear Friends
(lyrics B May)
I think I never get tired of those beautiful bog mornings. It ´s always so tranquilizing, refreshes my mind. I just wish I had more opportunities to be there. I hope someday I can offer photo tours for photographers who don't have that kind of nature available to them.
The community garden on my walking route is refusing to completely give in to late fall / winter just yet.
Beginning the growing season again.
I was attracted to this by the lines, the dips in the landscape and the cloud shadows.
The church visible above the tree line is St. Nicholas, North Walsham.
Cool pastel tones over still water with the tufa formations reflecting in the lake. Wouldn't it be great if moments like this would last forever? ... but then I suppose we would be stuck in time. Mono Lake, California, USA, December 2024
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A colourful beginning to the day here on the North Norfolk coast.
With a strong Northerly wind and temperature at 1deg C, this was a quick snapshot before I began my days journeys.
A Song:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=GUd3LAFXt5g
The Lyrics:
n the beginning God made the land
Then He made the water and creatures, then He made man
He was born with a passion, love and hate
A restless spirit with a need for a mate
But there was something that was missing, something lost
So he came with the answer, here's what it cost
One part love, one part wild
One part lady, one part child
I give you
Women, women, lots of pretty women
Men, men, they can't live without them
Women, women, lots of pretty women
Men, men, they can't live without them
And in the garden, lust began
The animal instinct, the wanton man
She fed him with a hunger, an appetite
And fillin' with emotion he took a bite
It was one part love, one part child
One part lover, one part wild
I give you
Women, women, lots of pretty women
Men, men, they can't live without them
Women, women, lots of pretty women
Men, men, they can't live without them
Skin on skin, let the love begin
Women
It was one part love, one part wild
One part lover, one part child
A whole lotta fire, a little bit of ice
A whole lotta something you can't sacrifice
I give you
Hair, eyes, skin on skin
Legs, thighs
What's that spell
Women, women, oh, oh
Women, women, callin' every girl
Women, women, all around the world
Women, women, oh we can't live without them
Women, women
Songwriters: Robert John Lange / Richard Savage / Joseph Thomas Elliott / Richard John Cyril Allen / Philip Kenneth Collen / Stephen Maynard Clark
Just across from the Adelaide Hunter Hoodless homestead was this nice old barn. Just goes to show, that one must always look around.
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I haven’t bothered you since the beginning of the lockdown in France (March 17) with my little " Diablotin de Provence" (Empusa larva). But it was present (at least since October 13) almost always on the same place, in a blanket flower plant of my garden. For a week, I couldn’t spot him, but it wasn’t the first time it happened.
May 9, 5:40 pm:
This afternoon, I discovered on this place this beautiful empusa imago with a straight abdomen covered with wings.
This rainy afternoon does not give favorable lighting conditions, especially since this small insect, once become imago, is more fierce than before and sinks deeply into the heart of the plant, making the automatic focusing system inoperative...
I hope the sun will be back before it flight away far from its flower blanket!!!
Since it hasn't any ‘feather’ type antennae, it's a female imago.