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Just another travel picture from wonderful Hannover, Germany.
Beauty is everywhere no matter if you're at home or traveling. Just find it and take a time to contemplate.
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In the midst of a blustery mess east of Mendota, Illinois, the crew on a BNSF snow clearing extra takes a cold minute to clear snow off the windshield of BNSF 4242.
Taken on location @ LYRICS Skate Park
Taxi to main entrance then take TP
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Affection cannot be manufactured or regulated by law. If one has no affection for a person or a system, one should be free to give the fullest expression to his disaffection, so long as he does not contemplate, promote, or incite to violence.
Fynn loves Spring but I think he was rather contemplating the first thunderstorm of the year which was approaching quickly this afternoon. It was generally another lovely spring day, though, the thunderstorm passed as quickly as it arrived and soon it was sunny and warm again. I managed to get quite a lot of garden work done but somehow it amazes me every year how much time it takes to keep such a small garden in shape. Fynn supervised me as usual, nobody knows the garden better than him after all.
Aiko is modelling, patiently, untill his mom is finished 'shooting'.
Probably no contemplating this evening 😁
Swooosch, off we go!
She sat back in her chair. It had been one of those days where ignorance seemed to abound more than usual.. Maybe it was the changing of the Seasons? Perhaps it had something to do with the arrival of the new moon? All she knew was that something had to be done about it.
With an upturn turn of her palm, her grimoire appeared. It could be - quite possibly - that chaos was in order. A knowing look came over her face and the pages of the book began to turn. The fire that was produced from the pages was the only indication of what she had in mind. . . .
Let us be moral. Let us contemplate existence.
Now that I've worn out
I've worn out the world
I'm on my knees in fascination
Looking through the night
And the moon's never seen me before
But I'm reflecting light
I rode the pain down
Got off and looked up
Looked into your eyes
The lost open windows
All around
My dark heart lit up the skies