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The Infinity Bridge, Stockton-on-Tees, UK

Milbert's Tortoiseshell (Nymphalis milberti)

 

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This image is for Wannabe Warmer Wednesday. I'm late to post, but Wednesday isn't over yet!

 

A very fast butterfly, the Milbert's Tortoiseshell posed briefly for me. I was located in a ditch that was loaded with wild asters. It is always a good challenge to not step on the wildflowers when shooting butterflies, one of my most favourite things to do! I can hardly wait for summer to see these guys again!

 

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wise words from martin luther king: "we must accept finite disappointment but never lose infinite hope." i grieve for myself and our country, but i also have hope. what else can we do but grieve, heal, grow, and love? i want to continue to show up—wherever i am—with a wise, kind, and hopeful heart

“And I write poetry on anything that comes to hand .., pink paper with yellow lines all creased and crumpled and slightly torn; brown paper bags that once contained Shiitake mushrooms for a soup; my favourite dark chocolate with sea salt cardboard wrappers and empty envelopes with stamps from far-off places where I will never go or never go again. Poets write on anything that comes to hand.

And I know the anxiety of being a wallflower

and I know all the perks.

And I know all the jerks that passed me by

or those that tried to prise me from the wall.

And I know what the cold is like

when I'm on the outside looking in.

And I know who will be there to catch me when I fall.

And I know what it's like to be a lost soul

wandering alone in the Universe.

And I know what it's like to find a friendship

that fills up all the gaps in me;

completes me like nothing else could ever do.

And I know what it's like to lose myself when I lost you

and the Universe imploded in on me.

And I know what it's like to miss you every day to Infinity and Beyond … simply é …

And I know more much more ...” - AP

 

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Lights & Motion ~ "We Are Infinite"

 

CIPRIAN …

 

Eyes so brown with flecks of yellow

nutbrown struck by sunlight

walk through fields of Springtime meadows

wildflowers swaying in delight

arm in arm and minds on nothing

living dreams that lift our souls

stop to eat when we get hungry

sip mushroom soup from chipped and yellowed melamine bowls

exchanging glances shyly hesitant

small smiles turned up at the corners

I did not know this was goodbye

that I would be an absentee among the mourners

how many years has it been now

it feels like only yesterday

still I think I'll one day see you

when the rain storms come and slant my way

I left the crucifix to dangle

to keep me safe on the less-travelled road

I think of that small clip from that film I did not show here

that one entwined within our code

we talked in shorthand when we spoke

or with a smile or with our eyes

the friendship rose and fell again

then rose again just like the sunrise

some things may always be left unspoken

sometimes words are not enough

but we knew that friendship lasts

beyond infinity although it's tough

I still read your poetry

still read between those beautiful lines

and browse through your photography

so much deleted those words of mine

but not your fault but deep within me

was something broken and you could see

and though I did not realise it back then

you protected me from knowing your destiny

I can thank you for many reasons

for being there throughout my trials

a rock a guiding hand held out through all four seasons

remembering your beautiful smiles

to feel the love you had for life

still tangible though you are gone

I can feel you close beside me

whenever I need to be more strong

I rarely met anyone else like you

whose aura was so bright

you saw behind my eyes of blue

to the sorrow that denied my light

you never gave up on me I know

you wanted me to know what life is for

I try to remember all you taught me

I miss you always and simply more …

 

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Dedicated to my beloved friend, Ciprian

A poet and the most beautiful human being you could ever wish to meet. To know him was to love him and when he passed he left the biggest hole in the Universe. I don't think I shall ever see his like again in this incarnation anyway …

 

Two long years and I still miss you though you are everywhere

In the rain and in the yellow

To Infinity and beyond … simply é …

 

Iubirea mea pentru tine nu va muri niciodata

 

We spoke mostly in French, but I did try to speak Romanian sometimes and he would smile indulgently. He recognised the child-like innocence in me that wants everyone and everything to be alright. He encouraged me in my writing and indulged my childish tantrums because he knew that like all things they would pass and he knew the reasons for them and accepted my brokeness because it is part of who I am. That was Ciprian … all-accepting; never just loving one small part of me, but embracing all of me with all the frailties and complexities within my nature. Oh, and one more thing, he loved cats and I would have loved him just for that ; 0) There are many different kinds of love. Our love was pure. The love borne of friendship and shared love of poetry and our minds always questioning everything.

 

I send my love and respect to dear Ciprian's wife who made his life so very happy. She was the love of his life and he of hers. If I feel the loss of my friend so deeply I can only imagine how hard it is for her to bear. My heart goes out to her on this day, the second anniversary of his passing.

A Dandelion seed head in the field just over the road.

Just doing some recycling of robots into Vic Vipers.

It is easy to slip into a parallel universe. There are so many of them: these worlds exist alongside this world and resemble it, but are not in it.

Explore--October 5, 2008--# 362

 

The spiralling beauty that is the view from the ground floor of the Westfield shopping mall in San Francisco.

Elbasan, one of the most polluted abandoned industrial sites in Europe, Albania, August 2025

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Tempio di Fushimi Inari

dove hanno girato una famosa scena di Memorie di una Geisha, con il suo corridoio di Tori rossi lungo ben 4,5km ......calcolate un paio d'ore se volete farlo tutto anche se si puo' farne solo un pezzetto naturalmente quando io c'ho provato a cominciato a piovere a dirotto!!!:((((

  

Fushimi Inari temple

where they shot a famous scene Memoirs of a Geisha, with its red Tori 's corridor along well ...... 4.5 km Calculate a couple of hours if you want to do everything (even you can make only a piece) of course when I tried to do do that it was a rain shower!!! :(((

   

Step into a world where good and evil collide with the Infinite Darkness collection. This stunning piece captures the essence of gothic elegance, blending occult symbolism with the dark allure of vampires. Perfect for those who embrace the mysterious, this design invites you on a hellish journey through a steampunk-inspired Goth Castle, where demons and angels intertwine. Elevate your style and make a bold statement that reflects your unique personality—embrace the darkness and let your inner light shine.

 

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- Small part branch of an Easter branch

In some parts of Europe, the corkscrew hazel is used in Easter celebrations: branches are brought into the house and decorated, much like a Christmas tree! I keep 5 branches already many years and decorate them at Easter with Easter eggs and other Easter symbols (see the pictures in the first comment).

 

- ONE of the winter highlights in my garden is the gnarled silhouette of the "corkscrew hazel" - Corylus avellana 'Contorta'.

In low sunshine, the pale sky provides the perfect backdrop for its dark and tortuously twisted branches.

On dull, damp days raindrops collect in every nook and cranny - glistening along each stem.

And, as January days lengthen, the plump catkins gently unfurl into long, wavy tassels - just in time to float above the first crocuses, snowdrops and aconites.

 

This intricate form of our native hazel appeared spontaneously in a Gloucestershire hedgerow in the early 1860s. An eminent Victorian gardener, Canon Ellacombe of Bitton, spotted the tangled stems and propagated the plant to amuse his friend Edward Augustus Bowles.

 

Bowles loved plant curiosities and aberrations enough to dedicate part of his large garden near Enfield, Middlesex, to his oddities. His original plant - the first contorted hazel in cultivation - still grows in the 'Lunatic Asylum' (as Bowles named it) at Myddelton House today.

 

Once established in Bowles's garden, other famous gardeners admired its sculptural, bonsai-like charms. In the early years of the 20th century it acquired another name - Harry Lauder's Walking Stick - after the popular Scottish entertainer. Yet this slow-growing bush (which rarely reaches 15ft in height) has a Jekyll and Hyde personality. Though handsome in winter finery, its summer "plumage" is a tangle of green leaves.

  

It's actually only seven miles long, but in this image Fort Meyers Beach seems to go on forever.

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He creado un blog donde e publicado unas fotos que me gustaría que vieseis pero no quería subirlas al flickr.

Aquí os dejo el link y pasaros si queréis. Seguramente subiré más! :) GRACIAS!

 

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