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"A heart is a fragile thing, that's why we protect them so vigorously, give them away so rarely, and why it means so much when we do. Some hearts are more fragile then others, purer somehow. Like crystal in a world of glass. Even the way they shatter is beautiful."
-- John E. Pogue
I love working at the airport. There are so many things to see here! And the people here are so nice, especially the tourists! Love them!
White and lilac crocus in the garden that have survived out snowdrifts only last week, not all did !!
I liked these ones especially ;)
Emley, West Yorkshire, UK
Taken 6th April 2013
"Una y otra vez la lluvia caerá
Como lágrimas de una estrella...
Una y otra vez la lluvia dirá
Cuán frágiles somos..."
Fragmento de Fragile, de Sting
It may look as if it is falling to the ground, but the leaf is in fact hanging by a single cobweb thread. It was spinning around a lot so it was tricky to get a sharp shot.. This was the best of several attempts
This image I would like to dedicate to my wife, over the last 2 days she has been ill, nothing life threatening but still enough to reaffirm how fragile we all are. I love you Alison x
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I actually saw two of these tiny, delicate little creatures, perched side by side on the milkweed leaf, but only one of them was brave enough to stay as the lens got closer. I love these damsels; they're so small that they really look like their name...fragile. This one is a boy.
Submitted to monthly scavenger hunt - May 2010 (fragile)
submitted to 365 days in colour 6:365 - white
THE HISTORY OF MAISON POMMERY
THE MIRACLE OF LOUISE (1857/1922)
After making a fortune in the wool industry, in 1856, Mr Pommery was in fragile health and decided to retire from business and enjoy a quiet life. His son Louis was no longer a child. Mr Pommery and his wife did not have any special plans. They simply wanted to enjoy a well-deserved retirement. But destiny had other things in store for them… Madame Pommery discovered she was expecting a child, at the age of 38. This miraculous pregnancy, more than 17 years after her first, would change their lives forever. To provide for his baby daughter, Mr Pommery decided to go back into business. But the wool industry was in crisis. However, the champagne trade was booming.
In the inventory on 31 December 1856, all of Pommery’s wines were grands crus. The company changed its name, but it gained great strengths and talents. Henry Vasnier, the 24-year-old financial and administrative director, and Adolphe Hubinet, the 23-year-old business director, joined the team. When Mr Pommery died on 18 February 1858, his wife looked at baby Louise, who was not even a year old, and mustered up the strength to set out on an incredible journey. With this same pride, passion, and emotion, we are trying to reproduce Madame Pommery’s miracle, which we have given the sweet name of Louise.
A SMART WOMAN WITH A BIG HEART AND A STRONG WILL
In 1857, the wool industry was in crisis, and Mr Pommery moved into the champagne trade to provide for his infant daughter. He died a year later in February 1858. The rest is history: the young widow Pommery took over the champagne business and led it on to success and glory.
Louise Pommery grew up to be a gentle, attractive, and discerning young woman. She married the count and future marquis Guy de Polignac in 1875. In 1890, upon their mother’s death, Louis and Louise took over management of the company, while Henry Vasnier remained director. It was a painstaking effort for Madame Pommery to acquire the estate’s first 18 hectares. Louis Pommery and his sister, the Marquise of Polignac, gradually bought up the other 282 hectares.
A SPECIAL CUVÉE INSPIRED BY A GREAT FIGURE IN CHAMPAGNE
Cuvée Louise, an extremely pure champagne, was created in 1979. Pommery’s prestige cuvée is faithful to the high standards of the woman who inspired it, made from the best plots of vines that are jealously kept for this wine alone.
In the tradition of Pommery Nature 1874, Louise is a prestige Cuvée with extremely low sugar content. Behind this apparent simplicity, there are unique processes at play, used at every stage of winemaking, so that Cuvée Louise can take the time to embody the quintessence of Pommery style.
I AM MADAME POMMERY…
‘I resolved to continue with the business and take over for my husband… ’
In 1858, the determined young widow set out to conquer the national and international markets. She had no qualms about shaking up the rules of corporate management. She was one of the first people in business to lay out a system for promoting luxury products, including style, branding, communication, and public relations. She invented Pommery’s brand image.
This businesswoman used her fortune to good ends, setting up the first pension fund and a social security system for her employees. She also founded the orphanage in Reims and its maternity fund. Through these actions, she invented the corporate code of conduct.
"I think that's 'fragile', honey!" :-)
One of my favorite lines from my favorite Christmas Movie, "A CHRISTMAS STORY".
This week's Picture This! assignment, REDO, was a chance to redo any assignment over the last 6 months. There were several that I would have liked to redo but some were ruled out simply due to the change of seasons. So, I picked one from a couple weeks ago called 200 mm Close up.
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We arrived at Sans les Marquoin British Cemetery early on a bright March morning and entered the cemetery via the steps flanked by some flowering heather. The ranks of headstones faced us bathed in the early spring sun and to our right a butterfly, the first we had seen of the season, made its uncertain way past us.
To our astonishment, our little companion flew ahead, its apparently random flight path terminating on the very headstone that we sought, Gunner Harold Victor Mansell of Peaslake, Surrey, alighting to the side of the inscription that Harold's grieving mother had composed:
" In loving memory of dear Harold from Mother, Walter, Gracie, Kathleen "
This red admiral, so familiar in an English garden, held its damaged wings wide to welcome the spring sunshine and remained still on the headstone as we reflected on whether Harold's mother, Walter, Gracie or Kathleen had had the chance to visit Harold's grave and took our photographs, an ephemeral symbol of the vulnerability of life, before taking once again to the air.
As we walked amongst the headstones of the young men of Harold's war who had lost their lives a century ago our aerial companion made its way around the ranks, regularly passing us as we stopped and talked, subsequently appearing flying through numerous photographs, until finally we bid our farewell and left the men at Sans les Marquoin to their fragile friend.
Harold is commemorated on the Peaslake Village War Memorial, Surrey.
... caught between a strong mind and a fragile heart - It's less what the eye sees and more what the soul feels....
... here is my very first painting on my new iPad Pro! I really hope you like it..
I'm really fragile right now.
Everything hurts.
It's kinda meant to be that the crack is where my heart is. My heart is damaged goods.
And this picture ain't wonderful :|
I need to sort out my photoshop skills haha
Ooooh, btw, broken glass from here :)
Arctic-Stock.deviantart.com/art/Cracked-glass-58970299
19th July 2009
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x
A dead bee, shot for the latest DPS assignment ("Fragile"). Summer has come to an end and creatures like this have already passed beyond the winter of their lives.
She was just five years old.
A slightly moody day.
She couldn't stay away from that rivers edge and I,
I turn my back to count
All the daffodil seeds that surrounded.
I close my eyes, and then heard the water wake up.
1- Scientific name = Hyoscyamus aureus
2- English name = Golden henbane
3- Family = Solanaceae
4- Arabic name = بنج ذهب
"...its fragile grace."
Marcel Proust
"Gather ye rose-buds while ye may;
Old Time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles today,
Tomorrow will be dying."
Robert Herrick
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The counterpart shot for Delicate...They go together well. This shot also has duel meaning in its title. While the flowers themselves are fragile and delicate in their own right...the hand holding them is just as fragile and delicate for they are stricken with juvenille rheumatoid arthritis.