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I'm re-uploading this as i feel I didn't quite do it justice last time. personally I love this shot, all opinions gladly received!
Guess what we woke up to today? Yes ... snow! Mother Nature's version of an April Fools' joke I suppose? Fortunately it is only a few centimetres and not as much as on this day in February. Mercifully all of this has melted and although there is snow on the ground today, the lake ice is almost gone and Spring is slowly showing its kinder, warmer, gentler face.
This is the back of our house with Nina, Rosa and Tess respectively serving as my winter models. Below is a view of my house taken from the lake ... for a variety of photos of the view from my front yard check out ...
The localizing of fools is common to most countries, and there are many other reputed imbecile centres in different countries. In the Netherlands it is (among others) the people of Kampen, were a "Kamper onion" is a name for spot and plague story in which the pretensions and stupidity of its residents are depicted.
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Does she look like a tattoo artist?
Apologies for a noisy image.
Australian International Tattoo Expo.
Moore Park, Sydney, Australia (Saturday 12 March 2016)
This is another picture from yesterday’s snow (April Fools’ Day). It was taken in Big Meadow, in Yosemite; there is a small housing area there. When I come down here to photograph; one of the halfwits involved in Community Stalking starts firing a shotgun, into the air. This is still part of Yosemite National Park and hunting is not allowed. This is one of the many tactics used in Yosemite to try and intimidate me (I’m not intimidated). I titled this (Many Fools) because Yosemite and many communities are plagued with many fools involved in Community Based Stalking, Gang Stalking and Workplace Mobbing.
It’s hard to believe that people can be that cruel. In fact, they can and are often so cruel (The Bully at Work; Gary Namie, PhD & Ruth Namie, PhD). This is an excellent book if you’re a Target. You can contact any FBI office in America; they will tell you Gang Stalking exists, but will not do anything about it, except try to blame the victim.
•The truth about Yosemite: www.nbcbayarea.com/news/local/Sexual-Harassment-Common-in...
Please help us bring awareness and stop Gang Stalking, Community Based Stalking and Workplace Mobbing. We are trying to make these changes one community at a time. So, here is a contact page for Yosemite National Park: www.nps.gov/yose/contacts.htm. Once on this page; click ask a question or make a comment. This is your National Park please take the time to contact them; tell them to put a stop to Gang Stalking, Community Based Stalking and Workplace Mobbing.
These immoral acts are allowed in Yosemite National Park by Law Enforcement and its Contractors. Thank you for taking the time to visit my photostream.
Macro Mondays: Fool's Gold
It's acrylic paint. On my lips. That's the foolish part.
Decided I like this better than my eye for my 365 shot.
Fishe:
There's a part of LA called Burbank its LA county but its a small little suburb with their own police force. Its like a little bit of the Mid-West in LA, its very conservative, republican, slow paced, old school town. There were a couple of freeway spots out there. One night they were doing construction on the freeway walls out there. They put up all these boards on top of the concrete dividers. I was like we gotta do it. My hommie DRY has always lived in or around Burbank told me "Nah fool we can't get them. Its hot." I convinced him though. It reluctantly agreed. It was me ARPY and DRY. ARPY was bout it. He was like "That's the shit. We gotta paint it." He was from South LA he didn't really know about that part of town. We park and we had to walk on this main street for half a second and in that half a second we must have gotten spotted. It was like two in the morning. We must have looked conspicuous rolling over there with back packs. Homie started following us walking his dog. We get to the spot and homie pulls out a bullhorn and is like "Motherfuckers freeze! This is the citizen's arrest!." We split the other way and within two minutes there were five squad cars in this neighborhood. We're like fuck we're in a pickle. I'm trying to tell my friends "Hey we haven't painted." They were like "Its Burbank and we're Brown fool, it doesn't matter we're going to jail." We split off towards these fences I run up this hill and climb over this fence and land in this big pile of bushes. Not a minute later all these cops on foot start walking around me lighting flashlights. One stepped right up to wear I was. I was wearing camo covered in these bushes. I heard him on his walkee Talkie "I think I see somebody. There's not a hole in the fence. I'm not hopping the fence." He split away on foot. For the next two hours or so there was a helicopter overhead flying exactly where I am. I could see the light beaming on me through the bushes. I figured they had infrared and they were going to tell them where I was at. Thirty minutes later another cop comes and sits in front of me. I hear them saying you're right on top of him. The cop was like "I don't see him, I don't see him." The cop took off. They came back AGAIN and couldn't find me. After they left I pulled out my cell phone and called ARPY. I asked him where he was at. He told me he was ten feet away from where we all ran for the fence. We ended up not walking back to the car. We walked like six or seven miles down the highway to my girlfriends house. We sneak into her house and I grabbed her car keys. I took her car to look for DRY because he didn't have a cell phone. He had run across the highway into the LA river. He slid down this bridge with all these spider webs were. We got back to my house I get this call from my girl like "Somebody stole my car!" I told her what was up in real short burst. DRY see all the spider webs all over himself and freaks out like "I've been in spiders for an hour!" DRY looks up at me and tell me "I saw a ghost." I start laughing at him. When we were driving around looking for this fool we rolled by this big cemetery called Forest Lawn. It is pitch motherfuckin black. All the sudden this lady dressed in all white robes with all white hair with pale white skin comes out of the bushes out of nowhere "Help me Help me!" I pull over the car. She tells me "Please help me." I ask her what do you need how can I help you? She was like can you please shine your lights over here. I got my shopping cart and I need something. I start shining up the lady's shopping cart with my lights. The paramedic show up and are like "What the fuck are you doing?" I told them that the lady needed help and got out of there. So DRY tells me he saw this ghost and he's wondering why I am laughing at him. I had seen his so called ghost. He had to walk like 2 miles past that cemetery in the dark and I can imagine this lady dressed in white jumps out. He said he saw her and ended up running all the way back to my house.
photo , design & model : Me
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thời gian vừa rồi muốn làm bộ ảnh "tự kỉ", nhưng cứ lần lữa mãi. đêm qua mới bắt tay vào chụp và PS, và up luôn :))
thật ra nó bắt đầu từ những việc xảy đến với mình trong thời gian qua.
Đó là những lúc chợt nhận ra mình đang tự mắc vào mớ nhằng nhịt do chính mình tạo ra,làm đau ng` khác, nhưng hơn bao h hết là làm đau chính mình.
Đó là những lúc tự động viên mình cố gắng, tự tưới nước cho cái cây Tâm hồn mình, tự tháo gỡ những rắc rối - chuyện gia đình-bạn bè-tình cảm-xã hội- bản thân... blah blah tứ tung cả
Đó là những lúc mua 1 đống len về nghịch, đan hết cái nọ đến cái kia, mỗi thứ 1 ít, bày bừa ra giường,để thấy cuộc sống thật nhiều màu sắc,để thấy yêu mọi ng`, và Yêu Mình
Đó là...
Đó là...
và..đó là những lúc ngồi Tổng kết lại những chuyện đã qua,thấy mọi thứ đều Vô Thường quá...bỗng thấy hoài nghi mọi chuyện,rồi hoài nghi Chính mình
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I was sure this stocking hat I recently finished knitting would make at least one of the boys feel like a…
Our Daily Challenge - Apr 1 2015 - "Fool/Foolish"
… but it turns out the joke was on me.
Neither was fazed in the slightest.
Daily Dog Challenge 1247. "April Fools!"
115 Pictures in 2015 - #34. "Floppy"
Today's Post (April Fool) : www.bzdogs.com/2015/04/april-fool.html
Stop on by Zachary and Henry's blog: bzdogs.com
The big baseball at the city's diamond. . . .yard art. Greensboro, NC. . . . where the Grasshoppers play. Shot eight years ago when my husband's commitments took us there several times a year. I always enjoyed the city--it has a lot to offer. Greensboro often places high up on the lists of "best places to live".
Keeping the subject in frame can be very difficult when you are shooting a fast subject, very close, and hand holding 1200 mm. Thousandths of a second can make all the difference. Trying to predict the unpredictable is always challenging but nature photography requires, at least, a bit of this. After all is said and done, nothing replaces persistence and luck. Hence, the more you shoot, the better your chances at getting “that shot.”
Like the bald eagle, the peregrine falcon was nearly eradicated from this earth by the use of DDT. The eagle gained more notoriety, as the symbol of the USA but it was not the only bird to suffer. We are currently in the hands of an administration that sees no limits to the destruction of our wild places in the name of profit. If you support Trump but claim to be pro-nature, then you are either wearing blinders or simply fooling yourself. You’re not fooling me. #PeregrineFalcon
Give fools their gold and knaves their power;
let fortune's bubbles rise and fall;
who sows a field or trains a flower,
or plants a tree, is more than all.
--from "A Song of Harvest" by John Greenleaf Whittier
Since I didn't have any great ideas on how to develop the theme of "Fool's Gold" in the Blythe a Day group, I did what I could with it, with this quote by John Greenleaf Whittier and a couple of props. Then I focused on this as a chance to do a comparison picture between Blythe Adores Anna Sui and Lady Camellia. Their hair is very similar in color; Anna's is a bit more purple, while Camellia's is a little more brown. The biggest difference between them is their makeup; Anna has a lot of color, while Camellia has much less. It's funny that when they are side-by-side, I like the more natural look of Lady Camellia, but in real life, I prefer Anna Sui. In fact, Anna (whom I call Zelda) is my favorite Blythe doll. Which do you prefer?
Anna's dress is by Endangered Sissy; Camellia's is the stock dress from Spright Beauty. I've never used this stock dress since I took it off SB...I think the fairy wings on the back made me think it could only be a fairy dress, but I just realized that the wings detach, and without them it looks like a perfectly nice dress for any doll.
Dear diary,
I’m not sure what happened after I blacked out in the sirens’ lair. When I finally awoke, I was in the arms of an angelic, mermaid princess! I thought I had died and gone to undersea heaven! She told me I was alive and not to fear. Her father, King Triton, had sent his agents to rescue me from their blood-thirsty cousins. They say I’m “the chosen one”, foretold to complete a great task… When I finally met with King Triton, however, I was handed a toolbox and plunger and then sent down to the trenches. What’s so great about that?!… I wonder if he’s mad that I touched his daughter’s clam…
Pete
For April Fool's Day, I decided to build a tribute to my favorite fool from Bart's "Clumsy Pete" series.
Vignette 15/52 - "8x8x52 Project"
My goal is to build at least one 8x8 base vignette per week, for a consecutive 52 weeks. This is build 15 of 52.
the king of arizona mine was known for its gold and silver deposits during the gold rush days, it now lies within the kofa national wildlife refuge and is still known for its golden shine
Me and my friends were fooling around in front of my camera when this bunch of kids happen to collect around us and were watching intently.I always wonder how a camera can help connect strangers so fast and strongly.a little eye contact and there you have the permission to capture the moment in time, and let the story freeze before you forever.
The front guy was a little stubborn though. Hence i thought insisting him for a photograph would be good, for his hesitant smile is what makes it work for me in this photo.Also the shy kids in the backdrop and my friend with a vibrant smile complete the palette..
Iris arrived home after a long day at work. She threw off her shoes by the door and hung her keys on a peg next to the door. Then, Iris made her way to the kitchen to make some tea. She grabbed some water and tea-bag and prepared the two to make the tea.
Moments pass and Iris has her tea in hand and she made her way to the living room. She sat down on the couch and flipped on the television. The news was about a new exhibit on the Flash. Jay Garrick’s costume, graciously donated by the man himself, was going to be unveiled later in the week and Barry is scheduled to make an appearance at the museum.
(Creak)
“Barry? Are you there?” Iris set her tea on the coffee table and turned around to the front door. She awaited the sight of her beloved husband. Though much to her surprise that was not the sight she saw.
”Hello, sweet Iris.” The man who had killed the three men in the museum just a day earlier stood in the doorway. He smiled underneath his tinted visor and aimed his gun towards Iris.
“Please, I don’t want any trouble. Take my purse, that’s all the money I have at home.”
”I don’t want any money, Iris.” The man stepped closer to Iris, but at the same time kept his gun trained towards her.
“Than what do you want?”
”A centre stage spotlight. The front page, Iris.”
“What?”
”I want fame. ‘The man who killed the Flash.’ ‘The Mirror Master.’ Is what they’ll call me. Yes, I like the sound of that. Don’t you too, Iris” The Mirror Master steps a foot away from Iris and presses his gun to her forehead.
“You’re sick. That’s never going to happen.”
”Well too bad… For you at least. You’ll have to die of course, I’ll find someone else to threaten.”
“The Flash won’t let you do this.”
”We both know that’s not the case. Sweet, Barry’s at work, is he not?”
“What does Barry have to do with this?”
”Ah, you know exactly what he has to do with this.”
“I have honestly no clue. Barry is just a cop.”
”Haha! You naïve girl, Iris. You and I both know that you know Barry Allen is the Flash. You’re little nephew is his sidekick in yellow as well. That slightly lighter wig he wears doesn’t fool me.”
“Have you gone completely mad. You have the wrong information.” Mirror Master quickly spins around and flips the coffee table over. He then spins around to face Iris again and aims his gun at Iris.
”Stop playing! You either get me on the front page or I’ll kill you.”
“You’ll have to kill me then.”
Mirror Master shoots his gun. The shard hits Iris in the forehead, but instead of lodging itself in Iris’s head, Iris vanishes as the mirror hits her. The mirror falls to the ground and Mirror Master walks over to the shard and carefully picks it up. He smiles as he sees the image before him. Iris’s face takes up the face of the mirror.
“Hey! Where am I? It’s dark! I can’t see anything! Barry! Barry, help! Barry, I need you!”
”Haha! Check, Flash. I’ve got your Queen and now I’m coming after you…”
Romanian postcard by Casa Filmului Acin, no. C.P.V.S. c-sa 53066.
American film actor Paul Newman (1925-2008) was a matinee idol with the most famous blue eyes of Hollywood, who often played detached yet charismatic anti-heroes and rebels. He was nominated for nine acting Academy Awards in five different decades and won the Oscar for The Color of Money (1986). He was also a prominent social activist, a major proponent of actors' creative rights, and a noted philanthropist.
Paul Leonard Newman was born in 1925, in Shaker Heights, Ohio, a suburb of Cleveland. He was the second son of Arthur Sigmund Newman and Theresa Fetsko. His father was a Jewish businessman who owned a successful sporting goods store. His mother was a practicing Christian Scientist with an interest in the creative arts, and it rubbed off on her son. At age 10, he performed in a stage production of 'Saint George and the Dragon' at the Cleveland Play House. He also acted in high school plays. By 1950, the 25-year-old Newman had been kicked out of Ohio University, where he belonged to the Phi Kappa Tau fraternity, for unruly behavior (denting the college president's car with a beer keg), served three years in the United States Navy during World War II as a radio operator, graduated from Ohio's Kenyon College, married his first wife, actress Jacqueline "Jackie" Witte, and had his first child, Scott. That same year, his father died. When he became successful in later years, Newman said if he had any regrets it would be that his father was not around to witness his success. He brought Jackie back to Shaker Heights and he ran his father's store for a short period. Then, knowing that wasn't the career path he wanted to take, he sold his interest in the store to his brother and moved with Jackie and Scott to New Haven, Connecticut. There he attended Yale University's School of Drama. While doing a play there, Newman was spotted by two agents, who invited him to come to New York City to pursue a career as a professional actor. After moving to New York, he acted in guest spots for various television series, and in 1953 came a big break. He got the part of understudy of the lead role in the successful Broadway play 'Picnic' by William Inge. Through this play, he met actress Joanne Woodward, who was also an understudy in the play. While they got on very well and there was a strong attraction, Newman was married and his second child, Susan, was born that year. During this time, Newman was accepted into the much admired and popular New York Actors Studio, although he did not actually audition. In 1954, a film Newman was very reluctant to do was released, the failed costume drama The Silver Chalice (Victor Saville, 1954). He considered his performance in this costume epic to be so bad that he took out a full-page ad in Variety apologising for it to anyone who might have seen it. He immediately wanted to return to the stage, and performed in 'The Desperate Hours'. In 1956, he got the chance to redeem himself in the film world by portraying boxer Rocky Graziano in Somebody Up There Likes Me (Robert Wise, 1956) with Pier Angeli. The role of Rocky was originally awarded to James Dean, who died before filming began. Critics praised Newman's performance. Dean also was signed to play Billy the Kid in The Left Handed Gun (Arthur Penn, 1958), but that role was also inherited by Newman after Dean's death. With a handful of films to his credit, he was cast in The Long, Hot Summer (1958), an acclaimed adaptation of a pair of William Faulkner short stories. His co-star was Joanne Woodward. During the shooting of this film, they realised they were meant to be together and by now, so did his then-wife Jackie, who gave Newman a divorce. He and Woodward wed in Las Vegas in January 1958. They went on to have three daughters together. They raised them in Westport, Connecticut. In 1959, Newman received his first Academy Award nomination for Best Actor, in Cat on a Hot Tin Roof (Richard Brooks, 1958), based on the Pulitzer Prize-winning play by Tennessee Williams. Well-received by both critics and audiences, Cat on Hot Tin Roof was MGM's most successful release of 1958 and became the third highest-grossing film of that year.
Paul Newman traveled back to Broadway to star in Tennessee Williams' 'Sweet Bird of Youth'. Upon his return to the West Coast, he bought himself out of his Warner Bros. contract before starring in the smash From the Terrace (Mark Robson, 1960) with Joanne Woodward. Exodus (Otto Preminger, 1960), another major hit, quickly followed. The 1960s would bring Paul Newman into superstar status, as he became one of the most popular actors of the decade. In 1961, he played one of his most memorable roles as pool shark "Fast" Eddie Felson in The Hustler (Robert Rossen, 1961) with Jackie Gleason and Piper Laurie. It garnered him the first of three Best Actor Oscar nominations during the decade. The other two were for the Western Hud (Marin Ritt, 1963), and the superb chain-gang drama Cool Hand Luke (Jack Smight, 1967). He also appeared in the political thriller Torn Curtain (Alfred Hitchcock, 1966) with Julie Andrews. The film, set in the Cold War, is about an American scientist who appears to defect behind the Iron Curtain to East Germany. Other minor hits were the mystery Harper (Jack Smight, 1966), with Lauren Bacall, and the Western Hombre (Martin Ritt, 1967), based on the novel by Elmore Leonard and co-starring Fredric March. In 1968, his debut directorial effort Rachel, Rachel (Paul Newman, 1968) was given good marks. He directed three actors to Oscar nominations: Joanne Woodward (Best Actress, Rachel, Rachel (1968)), Estelle Parsons (Best Supporting Actress, Rachel, Rachel (1968)), and Richard Jaeckel (Best Supporting Actor, Sometimes a Great Notion (1971)). Newman won a Golden Globe Award for his direction of Rachel, Rachel (1968). 1969 brought the popular screen duo of Newman and Robert Redford together for the first time when Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid (George Roy Hill, 1969) was released. It was a box office smash. Through the 1970s, Newman had hits and misses from such popular films The Sting (George Roy Hill, 1973) with Robert Redford, which won the 1973 Best Picture Oscar, and the star-studded disaster epic The Towering Inferno (John Guillermin, 1974), to lesser-known films as the Western The Life and Times of Judge Roy Bean (Robert Altman, 1972) with Jacqueline Bisset, to a cult classic, the sports comedy Slap Shot (George Roy Hill, 1977) with Michael Ontkean. In 1978, Newman's only son, Scott, died of a drug overdose. After Scott's death, Newman's personal life and film choices moved in a different direction.
Paul Newman's acting work in the 1980s and on is what is often most praised by critics today. He became more at ease with himself and it was evident in The Verdict (Sidney Lumet, 1982) with Charlotte Rampling, for which he received his sixth Best Actor Oscar nomination. In 1987, he finally received his first Oscar for The Color of Money (Marin Scorsese, 1986) with Tom Cruise, almost thirty years after Woodward had won hers. Friend and director of Somebody Up There Likes Me (1956), Robert Wise accepted the award on Newman's behalf as the actor did not attend the ceremony. Previously, Newman had been nominated as the same character in The Hustler (Robert Rossen, 1961). In total, he was nominated for the Oscar nine times: Best Lead Actor for Cat on a Hot Tin Roof (Richard Brooks, 1958), The Hustler (Robert Rossen, 1961), Hud (Marin Ritt, 1963), Cool Hand Luke (Stuart Rosenberg, 1967), Absence of Malice (Sydney Pollack, 1981), The Verdict (Sidney Lumet, 1982), The Color of Money (Martin Scorsese, 1986), Nobody's Fool (Robert Benton, 1994)) and finally for Best Supporting Actor in Road to Perdition (Sam Mendes, 2002). In 1994 Newman also played alongside Tim Robbins as the character Sidney J. Mussburger in the Coen Brothers comedy The Hudsucker Proxy. Films were not the only thing on his mind during this period. A passionate race car driver since the early 1970s (despite being color-blind), he was a co-founder of Newman-Haas racing in 1982. He also founded 'Newman's Own', a line of food products, featuring mainly spaghetti sauces and salad dressings. The company made more than $100 million in profits over the years, all of which he donated to various charities. He also started The Hole in the Wall Gang Camps, an organization for children with serious illness. He was as well known for his philanthropic ways and highly successful business ventures as he was for his legendary actor status. Newman's marriage to Woodward lasted a half-century. Connecticut was their primary residence after leaving Hollywood and moving East in 1960. Renowned for his sense of humor, in 1998 he quipped that he was a little embarrassed to see his salad dressing grossing more than his films. During his later years, he still attended races, was much involved in his charitable organisations, and in 2006, he opened a restaurant called Dressing Room, which helps out the Westport Country Playhouse, a place in which Newman took great pride. In 2003, Newman appeared in a Broadway revival of Thornton Wilder's 'Our Town', receiving his first Tony Award nomination for his performance. The animated Disney-Pixar comedy Cars (John Lasseter, 2006) was his final film. It was the highest-grossing film of his career. In 2007, while the public was largely unaware of the serious illness from which he was suffering, Newman made some headlines when he said he was losing his invention and confidence in his acting abilities and that acting was "pretty much a closed book for me". A smoker for many years, Paul Newman died in 2008, aged 83, from lung cancer. With his first wife Jackie, he had three children, Scott, Stephanie, and Susan. Susan Kendall Newman is well known for stage acting and her philanthropic activities. His three daughters with Joanne Woodward are actress Melissa Newman, Nell Potts, and Claire Newman. Nine years after Paul Newman's death, he reprised his role as Doc Hudson in Cars 3 (2017): unused recordings from Cars (2006) were used as new dialogue.
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For those that do travel on to Stockton Beach, there are plenty of signs warning not to take your vehicles into the sand dunes outside the recreational vehicle area. Yet fools persist.
One lone hydrangea dared to bloom in January, fooled by the unseasonably warm weather, only to be frozen in its prime by the first freeze. Bayside, NYC -- 1//7/16
Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold!
Bright and yellow, hard and cold
Molten, graven, hammered and rolled,
Heavy to get and light to hold,
Hoarded, bartered, bought and sold,
Stolen, borrowed, squandered, doled,
Spurned by young, but hung by old
To the verge of a church yard mold;
Price of many a crime untold.
Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold!
Good or bad a thousand fold!
How widely it agencies vary,
To save - to ruin - to curse - to bless -
As even its minted coins express :
Now stamped with the image of Queen Bess,
And now of a bloody Mary.
.................... Thomas Hood
Another cover, the Polish Edition of a Harlan Corben
Original here (a coloured version though) [https://www.flickr.com/photos/58783060@N05/12979851333/]
"Incredible beauty...the purest, but its the overwhelming undertone of vulnerability that's keeping me here." - LJ.
I saw her walking alone in Orchard. I approached her, and when I was about to ask her if I could take her picture, I literally lost my breathe and stood there for a moment like a fool. As I tried to regain my composure, she was just standing there with a faint smile. Finally, I was able to ask her for a photo and she said 'yes'.
you HAVE to see her large on black
"Then he told them a parable: ‘There was once a rich man who, having had a good harvest from his land, thought to himself, “What am I to do? I have not enough room to store my crops.” Then he said, “This is what I will do: I will pull down my barns and build bigger ones, and store all my grain and my goods in them, and I will say to my soul: My soul, you have plenty of good things laid by for many years to come; take things easy, eat, drink, have a good time.” But God said to him, “Fool! This very night the demand will be made for your soul; and this hoard of yours, whose will it be then?” So it is when a man stores up treasure for himself in place of making himself rich in the sight of God.’"
– Luke 12:16-21, which is part of today's Gospel at Mass.
Stained glass detail from the Sainte Chapelle in Paris.
© István Pénzes.
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12th January 2017
Nikon D3x
Nikon Micro Nikkor AF-D 60mm 2,8
Litemotiv 120cm soft box
Elinchrom 400ELB
Quadra HS
"Unit 9S"
"Yes, POD 042?"
"You look different"
9S sighed for a moment longer as he looked ahead. "The bead is a new touch. The hair coloring..I've had to adapt. I know so too did 2B and A2 and a few others."
And truthfully, that is the nature of life itself, adapt and survive. We'll see how long this lesson sticks with me. - Nines, "Joker",et al.