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Sometimes life just slips through my fingers like grainy sand and there is nothing i can do about it. I know what i could do to rescue me from drowning in my own body but i´m too tired to start. I don´t dare to think too much, i´m too exhausted to move too much, i just sleep away the bright light of the day and don´t worry but am happy.
DL PO-74 makes a set-out in Tobyhanna, where the cold wind and deep snow made the first two engines, which are of BC Rail heritage, feel right at home.
Specially marked Lockheed C-130H Hercules CH-10 celebrating 70 years of the Belgian Air Force 15th Wing and 45 years of Hercules Operations seen here preparing to depart Kleine-Brogel Air Base
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"I don’t know anything about consciousness, I just try to teach my students how to hear the birds sing." Suzuki Roshi
How much is that kitten in the window …. Chilly morning, but Milo wanted to look out the window, so I opened it for a while.7
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We were so high up that we could barely hear the ground assault.
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What a view, I think, trying to look out instead of down. Vulture droids decorate the evening sky, and a light wind drowns out every noise in the vicinity.
Except for the noise of my squad.
“I scuffed some yellow off my arm during the climb,” Checkmate whines.
“This new paint just doesn’t hold up,” Habit agrees. “I think they changed the ingredients.”
“But it’s more vibrant now,” I say.
Clawdite shuts off his comm device and then joins us.
“I’ve checked in with Breacher squad,” he says. “Now we wait.”
He does a double-take at Checkmate’s arm. “Did you scuff my paint job?”
“It’s the new paint,” Checkmate says. “Habit said so.”
“Yeah,” Habit says. “They changed the ingredients.”
“But it’s so much brighter now!” Clawdite snaps.
I throw my hands up in validation. “Exactly.”
We get quiet. There’s something in the distance . . . Marching.
I peer between a stack of crates and see a small patrol of battle droids.
One of their heads jerks in our direction. “Hey, what’s that?”
“I don’t see anything,” another answers.
“Over there; the bright yellow.”
Habit and Checkmate exchange a look.
Once the droids are within a few meters of our hiding spot, we roll a handful of droid poppers along the ground toward them. Sizzling fills the air, and they collapse.
Then the bickering starts.
“I wonder how they saw us,” Habit says, like he doesn’t know exactly how.
Clawdite and I shake our heads.
“We’re never hearing the end of this,” I say.
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Teth has been on my list of things to build for years now, so it was a blast getting to finally build it. Thanks for checking this out!
A third entry for the ABS Builder Challenge finale, hosted by InnovaLUG. #azureblueftw
The crafty seed part was used 5 times, and it's pretty obvious how. This build was definitely not paintstaking. . .
In honor of my father, who taught me how to paint, and had to deal with my crazy painting skills / mistakes. A big shout out to all you fathers out there who help teach young men these skills!
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Through the creations that I build, I hope to inspire other young (or perhaps older) LEGO builders to unleash their inner creativity. We all need a positive way to express ourselves, so let's let LEGO be an extension of us. Your creativity belongs to you, and nobody can take that away. Build what you want to build, and how you want to build it.
🎵I might be a tad naïve
But I learn quick
I will shatter your belief
That I’m so innocent
So savor your surprise
I could tip you like a vintage wine
A whisper down your neck
I could wrap your muscles tight
Or sing your silhouette
Darlin’, please don’t make me guess
How do you like it best?
How do you like it?
You are such a gentleman
You touch me like a flower
Like a petal that could bend
When we talk we sound like friends
I don’t want to take the heat
You rise in me so secretly
And let it go unsaid
So dainty in my head
Cuz, baby, all the time
I could tip you like a vintage wine
A whisper down your neck
I could wrap your muscles tight
Or sing your silhouette
Darlin’, please don’t make me guess
How do you like it best?
How do you like it?
You might have a few years on me
But I’m no little girl
I’m no little lady
Yeah, you might have a few years on me
So if you’re such a man
Tell me how you take me
When you sip me like a vintage wine
I could tip you like a vintage wine
A whisper down your neck
I could wrap your muscles tight
Or sing your silhouette
Darlin’, please don’t make me guess
How do you like it best?
How do you like it?🎵
From last spring, the morning I went to photograph the mating Least Terns on the beach when the escapee from the doggie park down the way scattered them to another county. A few Brown Pelicans and gulls hung around though, so I "refocused". It fascinates me how some birds can skim the water surface, even do a wing dip (you can see the trail here), and not lose balance. But what do I know?!
What are my own personal favourite photographs of 2013? June's photograph here.
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We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,
year after year,
running over the same old ground. What have we found?
The same old fears,
wish you were here.
Our next walk takes us to the Broads in Norfolk. It was a cloudy overcast day sadly but this modest walk was a good introduction to this terrain and we had the bonus of a pub lunch along the way.
This magnificent house was built in 1903 as a cottage. Looks rather grander now in my book!
How I really look today. I am a little darker than this so the foundation has toned me down a little. No filter on this and very little makeup
How strange that water the world over wants to rejoin the seas and oceans of the planet.
2015 04 13 122800 Cyprus Hantara WaterFall