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As the days go by, my dreams are becoming increasingly apparent to me. I am so thankful for it. :)
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لآتححزن إذآ ججـآءك سسهم قـآتل من [ أقرب النـآسس ] إلى قلبكك ..<\3
فسسوف تججد من ينزعه ويعييد لك الححيـــآة والإبتسسآمه ..=)
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Got bored and decided to try out some minifigure photography. Broken tree made a great desert landscape for our resident explorer.
My "Misty Morning on Ullswater" is still one of my favourite shots. I have cleaned some of the dust specks and tidied up a little before framing and thought some of you might like to see! Reached #405 on Explore!
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Escapades
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Izzie's - Retro Glasses
Officer Western Expeditor Archaeologist Explorer Pants OutFit
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AD, lio Alt hair
My Canon " My baby Coco " ;Pp
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1. __MIS ÁRBOLES Y LA NUBES__, 2. ___ " PLATERO " ___, 3. __RUINAS DE POMPEYA__, 4. __CALLES DE SOS DEL REY CATÓLICO__, 5. FELIZ JUEVES DE FLORES__, 6. __Escultura en la Avda. de las Ciudades, en Getafe (Madrid)__, 7. __¡¡BIENVENIDO NOVIEMBRE!!__, 8. "La sonrisa de un campeón", 9. Oasis, 10. Flores del día de la Madre-3
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mình mún làm con nít :)) chuẫn bị zô năm học òi T.T học túi bụi k thí trời trăng mây đất zì hết trơn T.T
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اقدر امنع لساني لايقـول
واقدر امنع عيوني لاتـرى
واقدر امنع اذني عن سواليف الـورى
لكن كيف اقدر امنع فكري لو خيالي به سـرى ؟
Wearing its distinctive colour scheme applied before the start of the 2017 season, Arriva Kent & Surrey 8001 V304 KGW is seen here about to turn off of Dock Road and into Chatham Bus Station whilst working the "Explore Medway" open top bus service. Friday 30th August 2019.
Dennis Trident 9.9m - Alexander ALX400 (Ex-Connex Bus TA 4 & Travel London/Abellio 9704)
Saw this little old gate near Tallow today. Luckily i had my camera with me.
Shot it with my IR 720 filter, processed in Capture NX, ACR, and B&W conversion with Nik.
In Explore: # 63.
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Spent the day at Huguenot Park....part of Jacksonville Beach. What a beautiful day albeit a bit windy!
Explore # 59
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May 2014, Oslo;, White magnolia flower. Magnoliablomstring i botanisk hage på Tøyen.
Photo; Heidi Voss-Nilsen
explore 10/26... thanks to all for your support and visits
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The mountain’s face is just the face it shows me. The side I see. It plays at getting bigger and then smaller again, depending on where I am. Sometimes I drive from Cove Road down Grandview Road to Burnt Mountain Road just so I can see the mountain rise up over me. A gentle ancestor, a season. It’s never the same twice and yet there’s a stubborn consistency about the textures of its winds and shadows. The light loves to turn colors I’ve never seen before as it passes across the forested spire. I make up names for these colors sometimes. Thornblue, roselaurel, greyling. Earlyglow. Threshold. Silverhaunt. Pantherdark. Woodsmoke. Skywild. The mountain often seems to mandate silence, or at least suggest it, sternly but with what I think of as love. Mircea Eliade wrote, “In several traditions the Cosmos is shaped like a mountain whose peak touches heaven; above, where the heavens and the earth are reunited, is the center of the world. This cosmic mountain may be identified with a real mountain, or it can be mythic, but it is always placed at the center of the world.” For me this cord is genetic, I think sometimes, and I wonder if my mother and grandparents, and others, felt this visceral sense of kinship with the mountain. I listen to the music of the mountain as I drive past it and it calms me. The music shifts but it always shares a soul with itself. The songlines, I thought once, driving along into the rise of the road one day in late December, watching the mountain get bigger as I got closer. It often does that in winter. I have thought that it should be the other way round, that the mountain’s bareness should make it seem smaller, but the bones of its slopes rise up into a shared space with the revelation of treetrunks in the small light of a January afternoon in a way that enlarges the mountain’s presence. Years ago, reading Joyce, I ran across the word “omphalos” and, looking it up, realized that the mountain carries that cord of energy for me. It is a portal, a thin place, a threshold, a liminal space where sky and earth come together and promise me that everything here---sky, earth, hawk, tree, coyote, rock, bear, creekwater, pinecone, bobcat---is my relative. That the tapestry of ancestors is not linear but curved and always present, always speaking to me in the silent shapes and shadows of wind and cloud across the cove as night comes on.
©Laura Sorrells 2013
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Now I know where the owner lives:), still the owner didn't washed his car!
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Explored, April 7th, #321