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Shot and styling inspired by this beautiful image from Toast and by Impulse Seattle.
The components, however, are embarassingly commercial:
very old cardigan from the Gap - I always seem to find a new way of wearing this!
grey jersey scarf from H&M clearance (I love spring scarves!)
Old Navy trouser jeans
Please do watch & listen to the Little Sparrow
aka Edith Piaf singing Hymne à L'Amour and be thoroughly enchanted by her voice (even if you dont understand French!)...
The blue sky can tumble down upon us
And the earth can also collapse
It doesn't matter, if you love me
I don't care about the entire world
As long as love floods my mornings
As long as my body trembles beneath your hand
These problems don't matter
My love, since you love me
I would go to the end of the earth
I would dye my hair blonde
I would go take down the moon
I would go steal a fortune
If you asked it of me
I would disown my country
I would disown my friends
If you asked it of me
People can have a good laugh at me
I would do anything
If you asked it of me
If one day life tears you from me
If you die that you be far from me
It doesn't matter, if you love me
Because, me, I will die also
We will have eternity for ourselves
In the great blue immensity
In the sky, no more problems
My love, do you believe we love each other
God reunites those who love each other
If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one
Drying in the colour of the evening sun
Tomorrows rain will wash the stains away
But something in our minds will always stay
Perhaps this final act was meant
To clinch a lifetimes argument
That nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could
For all those born beneath an angry star
Lest we forget how fragile we are
On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are how fragile we are
On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are how fragile we are
How fragile we are how fragile we are
Escorting a sacred chunk of glass through the crowded streets of Central
taken at Central, Hong Kong
Pink Water lily in a pond.
"On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are how fragile we are."
Sting
'' no matter how strong we pretend to be, we all can be fragile. ''
Photographer: Alexandre
Model: Alexandre
These green shaded ones were taken in the shade of my new parasole!! I think they look sooo cool!!
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It's a poignant, sad 4th of July. So many of the points against the king in 1776 are applicable to what The Monster and his Maladministration II are doing right now. Let us pledge our lives, our fortunes and our sacred honor to help restore our precious democracy.
www.britannica.com/topic/Declaration-of-Independence/Text...
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Sunday, before noon, at the port of Argostoli, Kefalonia Island, Greece. Sky is cloudy, there is no wind and the sea is calm apart from the moments seagulls are diving. Reflections are very fragile...
In volagonj,sylhet,all the time of outing ,we find the labor working and sometime they ask about our photography but after all answer and question --- we find them ,like a fragile condition . Their the life is dynamic but static and fragile.They have a great sky of hope but unknown destination.
Fragile - Sting
...On and on the rain will fall
like tears from a star, like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
how fragile we are, how fragile we are
......La pioggia continuerà a cadere su di noi
come lacrime da una stella
La pioggia continuerà a dirci
quanto siamo fragili, quanto siamo fragili...
Courage is not the towering oak that sees storms come and go; it is the fragile blossom that opens in the snow.
~Alice M. Swaim
I took this photo in the early hours of a freezing cold day. The water droplets in the web, tangled in the barb wire is bit like our lives in this fragile world