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Two couples occupy a bench in front of the Jan Hus Monument in the Old Town Square of Prague, Czech Republic
De regen stroomt als tranen langs de ruit
Het is of de ganse hemel om je huilt
Ik voel me zo mistroostig als het weer
Ik mis je zo ik mis je meer en meer
Ik herinner mij de tijd van jij en ik
Van het allereerste tot de laatste blik
Ik zie je nog altijd als verslagen staan
Toen ik vertelde dat ik weg moest gaan
Ik mis je zo ik mis je meer en meer
Ik zie je in m'n dromen keer op keer
Wie zegt me hoe en waar zie ik je weer
Ik mis je zo ik mis je meer en meer
Ik weet niet wat er mij toen heeft bezield
Te denken dat ik minder van je hield
Ik besef nu dat het lang niet over is
Omdat ik jou nog alle dagen mis
Ik mis je zo ik mis je meer en meer
Ik zie je in men dromen keer op keer
Wie zegt me hoe en waar zie ik je weer
Ik mis je zo ik mis je meer en meer
Ik mis je zo ik mis je meer en meer
Ik zie je in men dromen keer op keer
Wie zegt me hoe en waar zie ik je weer
Ik mis je zo ik mis je meer en meer
Ik mis je zo ik mis je meer en meer
Ik zie je in men dromen keer op keer
Wie zegt me hoe en waar zie ik je weer
Ik mis je zo ik mis je meer en meer
New Hampshire Northcoast's D7 crew is on board the all-green set at the CSX yard office on a warm August morning in Dover, NH. After shuffling a couple cars to the head end, the trek to Ossipee would begin shortly.
Just behind me stands the old Boston & Maine roundhouse, long converted to non-railroad use.
having a coffee break near Grafton Street after going around advertising the Wax Museum Plus. Pity they're out of focus. I asked them to take their photo but I did it too quickly as I was a bit embarrased!
A moment suspended in heat and hush. Inked skin meets lace and longing, framed by brick and shadow. Their pose is not just intimate—it’s defiant, tender, and cinematic. Signed in the corner, this is a Private Session: a portrait of connection, vulnerability, and the art of being seen.
And this is how we finish a session, with a nice picture and a see you until the next one.
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We heard this couple of Hornbills long before we saw them on our excursion at Kapama Nature Reserve in South Africa. It was almost like a song they were singing.
They are also the subjects of my next monochrome animal portrait series.
(KWP_9869)
The Egyptian goose - also known as the Nil goose - is named for its place of origin (being the Nile Valley in Africa) and is a large, very distinctive waterbird with conspicuous eye patches of dark chocolate-brown. The female resembles the male, though it is smaller, often with darker markings on her beak. The genders can also be told apart by their calls, as the male makes a strong, hoarse hissing noise, while the female produces a harsh, trumpeting quack. Young Egyptian geese have a duller colour and have a grey tinge on their forewings, and their crown and neck are darker, with yellowish legs and beak.
Tryst's Winter Wonderland!
Ice skating.. hot springs.. photo spots.. winter horseback riding.. cuddling...bowling and so much more!
Here's your taxi! : Taxi to Tryst’s Winter Wonderland
This cute brown form Tersa is swollen and quite ready to pupate underground as Sphinx cats do...my dear friend Kathy, who works at the 5 Rivers Delta Resource Center sent me a photo of this guy for ID help and I was able to stop by and meet him before he went to ground! This brown form is more common than the green one I posted a couple of days ago!
See below for a brown one before it swells during pupation...
A Wombo creation that began as a candid street photo I took downtown a few months ago. I didn't have my Nikon with me and the cell phone image was not very good. Wombo produced this abstract from it which I like
Just a crop in BeFunky
This one was done a while back before I knew how to make note of the style used. But I think it was comic
Number: CT-1024-52
Name: "Titus"
Rank: ARC Sergeant Grade 1
3rd Regiment of the 253rd Elite Legion
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" We had new orders ! Destroy the A-series assassin droids, before they could kill some Jedi. I kinda failed. Kinda. For me it is okay, but less for command. I destroyed every assassin droids I met , but some of them found some Jedis, and Padawans before me. Not even able to protect themselves from a droid. I have the feeling that we, from the 253rd, are the babysitters of these Jedis. I had to take care of a Padawan who's master was lost. By lost, I mean he was killed. The Jedi, his apprentice and a couple of clone attacked a trench held by Nationalists. Most of the clone died. Well, all of them in fact. The Jedis made it into the trench, and started to cut some arms. And head. Stuffs like that. But then the assassin droid I was tracking found them. He shot the Jedi in the back, and was about to do the same to the Padawan, but I killed it before it could do that regrettable act . Then the Padawan get shot by one of the few Nationalists who were remaining. I finished what the Jedis started in the trench. Only one Nationalist was alive. He was yelling in pain, as the Jedi, before he died, cut his leg.
/CT-1024-52, Me/ Hey, Padawan. Achieve this man. He's suffering.
/Padawan/ .. No ! I ... I can't ! I can't ! No !! Help me to get out of there !
/CT-1024-52, Me/ Not until you achieve him.
/Padawan/ Why don't you do it yourself ?
/CT-1024-52, Me/ Always the clones who have to do the dirty work right ? No, I don't want to.
/Padawan/ You said he was suffering. Do it
/CT-1024-52, Me/ No. I don't give a fuck if he's suffering. I don't want to. You should be happy that I'm not mutilating him right now. But, you don't like to see him suffer. You're a Jedi after all. Well, sort of.
He stabbed the men in is heart
/Padawan/ Now help to get out of here. I'm wounded.
/CT-1024-52, Me/ I don't care. Get out that trench alone. I already saved your life. Twice.
/Padawan/ Twice ?
/CT-1024-52, Me/ The A-serie droid first, then the Nationalists. Twice. Now get out of there, we're moving. The command, unlike me, would be happy to see a Jedi alive. Even if you're not really a Jedi.
/Padawan/ You're completly insane.
/CT-1024-52, Me/ Yeap, I know. I'm fucked up. I'm a bit of a psychopath... But adapted to this war.
Indeed I was. Jabiim is an hell. I liked it at first, but now, I just want to get out of there. Because of the wrong decisions from command, we will lost. It's sure. Alpha, Kenobi, and most of the Jedis generals are missing. Or dead. I think that none of us will leave this planet alive."
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