Children of war, Children of peace
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Composition with carousel horses in the Moscow Children's Park. I went to this place just before closing, so there are no children here anymore.
I bambini possono insegnare sempre tre cose ad un adulto: 1. A essere contento senza motivo. 2. A essere sempre occupato con qualche cosa. 3. A pretendere con ogni sua forza quello che desidera.(Paulo Coelho)
Children can always teach an adult three things: 1. To be happy for no reason. 2. To always be busy with something. 3. To claim with all his strength what he wants (Paulo Coelho)
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I want to have another beautiful summer day
For see the green of nature
I want to live a hot summer night
For see the moon being born from a passion
I wish I could rule the time
Candy sky and summer
I wish I could rule the Earth
to make a big heart of her
Yes, it's love and compassion
Not war and loneliness
Yes, it's love and compassion
The world and all it's beauty
The wind blows, the storm comes
That will wash me from all evil
With the clouds you can not see
The blue sky that's above us
And the lights that will come to light us
I want to have another beautiful summer day
For see the green of nature
I want to live a hot summer night
For see the moon being born from a passion
(my own translation from Bruno Mad - Dia de Verão/Summer day)
*a coo-production and lessons between great friends:
- pose made by Sandi Benelli <333
- dog trainer & PS brush teacher - shakespeare (skinny) :)))) Maxie Daviau gave me a first lesson... <333
- i had sooo much fun... feel blessed for have so great friends!! and this is my first official exercise with PS brushes: www.brusheezy.com/
Visit this location at Crystal Garden Estates in Second Life
In the early‑afternoon light, the old school at Nunnington rises from its cradle of trees like a quiet relic of learning, its hammered limestone warmed to honey by the sun. The breeze moves gently through the garden wall and the tall grasses, as if carrying faint echoes of children’s voices that once filled the 1869 classrooms built in memory of William Rutson. The building feels both rooted and listening, a small sanctuary shaped by the village’s long devotion to education.
Gothic lancet windows catch the shifting sky, their hoodmoulds and foliate stops still crisp after a century and more, while the fleur‑de‑lys finials and carved roundel speak of Victorian pride in craft and purpose. In this moment the school seems to breathe with the afternoon—half stone, half story—holding its place between the quiet of the present and the long, earnest history that shaped its walls.
Nunnington is a village in North Yorkshire
Public art in Pasadena, California. Each child glazed and fired a ceramic tile to complete this colorful mosaic.
Day 262 of my 366 Project
I'm not sure about this photo whether I should really write something about it or just leave it that way? Everyone can make their own thoughts about it and what they feel. Only this: This image means a lot to me, it was a long time ago - back in the days of analog times with my old Canon F1 - and it is an important part of me and my whole life.
Life goes on and this picture helps me a lot to do this now, because children give me everything and they are the hope for tomorrow. They are full of joie de vivre, real and authentic. The time with them was the best of my life, but also the most intense.
Don't limit your child to what you've learned because they were born in a different time.
(From Hebrew.)
Three things have remained from Paradise: The stars of the night, the flowers of the day and the eyes of children.
(Dante Alighieri)
There are so many wonderful memories attached to this picture. I have a tear in my eyes...
Ludovico Einaudi - Una Mattina
Removing children from their families is a crime against humanity. And yet we are still doing it...…
Today I took a walk through the Conklin Midway that was in town. Nothing like the faces of kids having fun on the rides :-)
Children of Darkness: Written by Richard Farina, and sung here by Raymond Crooke
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q2_KogbPzhA
I had not heard of Raymond or his version of this song until just a few minutes ago. I was always used to Joan Baez's more heavily orchestrated rendition. I think Raymond's version has more gusto.
I guess it's OK for flickr people to help boost Youtube people.
A little bit of an LOL...When I went looking for the lyrics, I was offered a "Children of Darkness" ringtone. Nothing much is sacred anymore.
Richard Farina
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Richard_Fari%c3%b1a
Lyrics
the original song of RICHARD FARINA
(copyright Whitmark and Sons) is the following
Now is the time for your loving, dear,
And the time for your company
Now when the light of reason fails
And fires burn on the sea
Now in this age of confusion
I have need for your company.
It's once I was free to go roaming in
The wind of the springtime mind
It's once the clouds I sailed upon
Were sweet as lilac wine
So why are the breezes of summer, dear
Enlaced with a grim design?
And where was the will of my father when
We raised our swords on high?
And where was my mother's wailing when
Our flags were justified?
And where will we take our pleasures when
Our bodies have been denied?
For I am a wild and a lonely child
And the child of an angry man
Now with the high wars raging
I would offer you my hand
For we are the children of darkness
And the prey of a proud, proud land.
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Uigur children were photographed on my overland through Tibet and Xinjiang in 1987. All of these children are now adults with their own children and some maybe even with grandchildren.
The picture was originally photographed on slide film with my Nikon FE camera and 130 mm telephoto lens.
I photographed the slide bracketing it with a Nikon D850 camera and enhanced the picture in Lightroom, Photoshop, and Topaz.
Making bricks is a common activity on the highlands of the Madagascar. The clay used to make the bricks is taken from the rice fields and this extraction contribute to the degradation of the soil of the rice fields. But also it is necessary to burn lot of firewood to fuel the kilns and this contribute enormously to the deforestation of the island.
Children's python (Antaresia childreni) from the Katherine region, was a lot more orange tinged than the ones I usually see in Darwin.
I usually try not to post two of the same type of animal in a row, but I haven't seen anything else too interesting lately unfortunately.
Taken for photo challenge 2009, day 89: children
It seems so lovely and simple topic for photochallenge - children... On the first glance, it' s so easy, children aren' t insects that I couldn' t find under the snow some week ago :-) But as the day went, as more I understood how crazy this task actually is in wintertime. My 12 year old son tells he is not a child anymore, plus, he doesn' t want to be a model for photos... All outdoor attraction parks are closed, in school I couldn' t get during working time, and what is left? Some families with children on the street that I would chase like a hunter hiding behind the corners and trying to jump out and cross their way into appropriate moment? ...
Feeling desperate I went to a toy store in hope to find some kid there... but instead I stepped into a scene where I found a wild owl under the roof next to toy store... so I got unique shots thanks to this challenge... just of a bird, not a child. The owl is posted on Flickr now. Needless to say, toy store did not grant me with any kids nicely playing around shelves.
So it' s quite late, and my last escape is the child I had been once myself... here it is. This photo is one of first colour photos in my family album, and it' s taken by my grandfather, photographer, who lived long and fulfilled life, 101 year...
Por coincidência, eu e Cássia (blusa preta) visitamos a Fenações que fica há 2 km da Fale. Encontramos as crianças da créche "Recanto Feliz" brincando ao ar livre.
Thi photo was taken during my workshop in Warsaw, Poland. I wanted to share it today because today on March 8th we celebrate Women's Day. All the best to all the women out there!
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