Ever After High Dolls
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Still escaping to my garden to avoid the ubiquitous and ever-disgusting "orange menace" currently in the White House" ...
"Your life will always be better off when you concentrate on the simplest joys of life like drinking a cup of coffee."
~ Mehmet Murat ildan
"It's the simple things in life that are the most extraordinary; only wise men are able to understand them." ~Paul Coehlo
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I will travel round the world one night
On the magic wings of astral flight
If you've got the secret, tell me do.....: )
David Bowie - Did You Ever Have A Dream
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Ever since Istanbul is Istanbul (song text: French/Turkish lyrics)
Lying down on a rock in the middle of Kanlica,
I make my tears swim towards Hisar,
There’s nothing left to do, she wanted to go and went away
Though I understand, it pains me deeply, as it ended so one-sidedly.
I now need the lodos (southwest winds), a paddle, a boat
A few bottles of red wine in the hidden stash, both the earth and sky are red
I curse at whatever came and passed, if it’s vulgar so be it
The morning star, left from the evening, falls on me.
Oh, ever since Istanbul is Istanbul,
It’s never witnessed such grief
I’m dying from your love
There’s no trace of pride left in me.
Ever since Istanbul is Istanbul,
It’s never witnessed such grief
I’m dying from your love
There’s no trace of pride left in me.
What a pity, how man is defeated by himself,
No cure for betrayal has been found, the heart is an immense black void
Nothing can be done, that’s just how the heart is, it only loved
I’m about to know a new skin, a new excitement.
I now need the lodos (south west winds) , a paddle, a boat
A few bottles of red wine in the hidden stash, both the earth and sky are red
I curse at whatever came and passed, if it’s vulgar so be it
The morning star, left from the evening, falls on me.
Oh, ever since Istanbul is Istanbul,
It’s never witnessed such grief
I’m dying from your love
There’s no trace of pride left in me.
Ever since Istanbul is Istanbul,
It’s never witnessed such grief
I’m dying a wretched death from your love
There’s no trace of pride left in me.
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Ever changing light!
Mornings like this one justify why I sometimes just setup the tripod and stay rooted to the same spot for sometimes over an hour.
Watching the blue hour tones give way to yellows, oranges and reds until the sun rises and shows the natural greens of the countryside and blue from the clear sky!
The rolling mist just adds some lovely atmosphere and mood to the conditions around!
I knew when I got out of bed this morning things were not just going to go right.
-- Sim - Isle of May maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Weed/135/82/42
Credit: silkyostentatiousfashionstatements.blogspot.com/2018/06/w...
Bright sunsets are not a thing of the past. Great sunsets are here to stay. Great reds, oranges and yellows. Great contrasts, hues and flowing clouds that seem to swirl across the skies. No two sunsets are ever the same like fingerprints. My wish is that sunsets would last longer, right up to a great sunrise. Enjoy the “Ever Changing Sunsets” as they mark the ending of our joyful days and our troubled days alike. Thanks for viewing my work. Stay safe and use your mask today.
There is something about a path which really draws the eye. More than your average lines in a composition, I think there is something in us which is determined to follow; to discover what is there to be seen.
My old fave wild photography location - Snapper Point. So much variety, well to me anyway, in the coastal landscape there. From sandy beaches, rock shelves, cliffs and sea caves. It is located in a State Recreation area, similar to a National Park. Heaven! And no people - bonus!
I hope everyone had a great Christmas :)
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And nothing ever happens, nothing happens at all
The needle returns to the start of the song
And we all sing along like before
And we'll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow
Having seen some fantastic versions of this shot from the Victoria and Albert museum, I decided I wanted to have a go too, just a case of finding the very spot to capture it from, it took a few minutes and a generous word from of this museum's excellent guides to locate and after a little dust off, the cabinet reflected to perfection
The process of becoming other than,
the shedding of the old by way of time
the hands upon the clock traverse their span,
the ever fleeting moment reigns, sublime.
The emptiness of all objective forms,
the rushing river, never stepped in twice,
the reconfiguration of all norms,
the virtues of lost ages seen as vice,
The elements converge and then react,
the caterpillars weave themselves cocoons,
the world amends its stock of gathered facts,
the moths emerge, in flight to greet the moon,
The firmament, destroyed and rearranged,
the universal essence, found in change.
In the middle of the forest, deeply hidden, there are damaged high seats that need to be repaired or are no longer needed. I had already given my opinion on the subject of hunting: It's not my thing and I'm not a fan of it either! Never at all!
Ever since a child I've had a fear of worms or anything that resembles them (probably due to the fact a friend put a handful of them down the back of my shirt on a fishing trip!). When I discovered this amazing sim today I couldn't help but smile when I encountered Mr Wormlike! What an amazing place, constructed completely from scribbles, if you've never been the LM is below
Here is TWEETY ! Tweety the European Eagle Owl is another good old friend at the falconry and one of their stars. She is often difficult in flight displays because as soon as someone points a camera at her she forgets that she is supposed to fly and poses for the camera instead. The photo and the one in the comments were taken before the flight display started. Tweety was waiting for her turn and while she waited she had a stare down with a dog. The dog lost.
Could there be a vole down there.
Barn Owl (Tyto alba)
Yorkshire Dales - Lower Barn/ Embankment Female
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"Would you ever ride a wave with me?
Would you ever take a chance with me?
Would you ever take a leap with me?
Would you ever change the frequency?
Would you ever hope for a never ending?
Would you ever hope for a new beginning?
Would you ever promise not to break?
Would you ever give chance opportunity?
Would you ever?
Would you ever?
Would you ever?
Would you ever?"