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Twilight gleams as the last light of day has dipped into Lake Erie and the Lorain West Breakwater Light stands against the darkening skies over Lorain, OH.
Bjursjön - Uddevalla - Sweden
Splattered across the universe
Across the ink black sky
You can see it clearly
The red moon of tonight
The red moon in your eyes
Shimmering gleaming shuddering
Waiting lurking hiding
Just to put a tint on your heart
— Albert Oktovianus
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Danger gleams like sunshine to a brave man's eyes.
Euripides
Sunrise on Gold Island, Saint-Raphaël - France.
Found in Leiden The Netherlands. In a botantic garden is a flesh eating plant ready for it's meal!
Background by JoesSistahThanks Angela!
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Sending you a big hug!
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This is an old shot, but I had forgotten to upload this square version. This was a book cover for David Grossman's Il Libro Della Grammatica Interiore
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#66/365 Post Process Fridays episode #6. This weeks we feature a photograph from my good flickr friend Tami aka "Designs By Tami". I've always wanted to do a shot with graffiti and as luck would have it she has a set of them! This one, for me, was pretty tough. I wanted to brighten up the subject..but the more I did the more noise I got (iso 1250). As a result I lost a some detail in the subject. Graffiti is fun because you can bring out so many colors. Hope you like my version & Happy PP friday!
The city of Toledo was made entirely of delicate glass. Everyday life was a dance of precision and care. The streets were paved with glass, and the buildings soared high into the sky, gleaming in the morning sunlight. Even the people were made of a glass-like material, rendering them translucent and fragile.
The inhabitants of the city went about their daily routines with practiced ease, stepping delicately and handling objects with care. They marveled at the intricate patterns of light that danced through the glass structures, casting shimmering rainbows across their world.
One day, a visiting opera singer arrived in the city. The diva, renowned for her powerful voice, stepped onto the stage and began to perform an aria.
As she sang, the glass people and buildings around her began to shatter into a million glittering fragments. The sound waves from her voice were too much for the delicate glass structures to bear.
The singer, oblivious to the destruction she had wrought, continued to perform, her voice rising in power and volume. Piles of colored glass fragments lay all around her, a stark testament to the devastation of her performance.
The people of the city were stunned, and many perished in the wake of the singer's powerful voice. The city that had once been a marvel of glass and light was reduced to a pile of broken fragments.
But still, the singer continued to sing, her voice ringing out across the shattered city. In the end, she was the only one left, standing in the midst of the ruin, singing out into the empty sky.
And the city of glass was no more, reduced to a memory of fragility and beauty, shattered by the power of a single voice.
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