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1. Blossoming Beauty!, 2. An Abstract to Chair You Up!, 3. Heralding a Bright New Tomorrow in New South Wales, 4. Sunset Over the Ridge Down from Mount Canobolas, 5. Passing Clouds in a New South Wales Sky, 6. 'E's a Diamond Geezer!, 7. Strawberries and Cream Rose!, 8. Stretching the Imagination....,
9. California Dreaming 2, 10. Booty?, 11. You Must Be Off Your Blueming Trolley!, 12. All But One...., 13. Family Outing!, 14. Cloud Diver, 15. No Longer the Sole of Discretion!, 16. I Had to Gain My Stripes Somehow!,
17. Which Way Did He Go?, 18. Holesome!, 19. Top Knob?, 20. Taking In the View at Pevensey Castle!, 21. Abstract Condensation!, 22. Browned Off....?, 23. The Long and the Short of It...., 24. Life on Mars,
25. Ghost Chair!, 26. Black Curve, White Light, 27. Red Sky at Night..., 28. Ball-istique!, 29. Along the Right Lines?, 30. Catching the Light - An East Sussex Landscape, 31. Lone Tree, Big Sky, 32. A Tearful Pinkerton Agent!,
33. I Could Only Stop and Stair!, 34. Incandescenza Dorata sul Mediterraneo!, 35. A Nice Little Orangement 3, 36. Leading You Up the Garden Path Again at Great Dixter!, 37. Givng Topiary the Bird at Great Dixter!, 38. Seeing Double at Great Dixter!, 39. An 'Arrowing Experience at Bodiam Castle, 40. Bodium Castle Inside Out!,
41. The Way Into Bodiam Castle, 42. Who Killed Mickey Mouse?, 43. Reflecting on a Brassy World...., 44. Out of the Blue at Great Comp Garden!, 45. Bubble Bath!, 46. "Hi Buddy" Said the Water Lily to Her Neighbour!, 47. Zig Zag, 48. A Little More than Level Pegging!,
49. Dahlia Smith!, 50. "To rid ourselves of our shadows - who we are - we must step into either total light or total darkness” Jeremy Preston Johnson, 51. Along the Right Lines, 52. Preparing for Take Off!, 53. Sailing into Dover as Viewed from St Margaret-at-Cliffe, 54. Tears from Heaven, 55. To Bee or Not to Bee, That Is the Question?, 56. Pink Rose in the Frame,
57. The Eyes Have It!, 58. Rediance!, 59. Stepping Up to Great Dixter!, 60. Oast House, Twisted Tree, Hedges & Border at Great Dixter, 61. A Veritable Flood of Tulips at Great Dixter!, 62. More of the Gardens & Back View of Great Dixter, 63. Red, White and Blue (+ a Little Yellow) at Great Dixter, 64. In the Pink at Great Dixter!,
65. A First Look at the Manor House at Great Dixter, 66. Leading You Down the Garden Path at Great Dixter!, 67. Bordering on Genius at Great Dixter!, 68. A Sideways View of a Part of Great Dixter, 69. Vainglorious Green?, 70. Our Bonny Lass!, 71. The Final Setting of the Sun at Bexhill-on-Sea, 72. Another Look Out to Sea at Bexhill-on-Sea
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Hallgrímskirkja, Iceland's largest church building, in the middle of the city of Reykjavik, is notable for its architecture which on the inside sports sleek and simplified cathedral design more befitting the austerity of the Lutheran religion it is built for than traditional cathedrals. To me, the curves, ceiling recesses and wall columns almost look organic, like you are watching the skeletal anatomy of some kind of giant creature from within. I think this becomes even more apparent when you view the ceiling from a tilted angle like in this image. The illumination of the interior from the very well placed windows is always pleasing in this church, which is a reflection of good design.
The building was designed by Icelandic state architect Guðjón Samúelsson and was completed in 1986 after being under construction for four decades.
Canon 5d Mark III
Canon 85mm, 2,8
Model name: camelia maria lazar
Make-up: camelia maria lazar
year: 2013
location: Bucharest
light setup: one 580ex speedlight in softbox front
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The Vatican Museums (Italian: Musei Vaticani), in Viale Vaticano in Rome, inside the Vatican City, are among the greatest museums in the world, since they display works from the immense collection built up by the Roman Catholic Church throughout the centuries.
Pope Julius II founded the museums in the 16th century. The Sistine Chapel and the Stanze della Segnatura decorated by Raphael are on the visitor route through the Vatican Museums. They were visited by 4,310,083 people in the year 2007.
The Vatican Museums trace their origin to one marble sculpture, purchased 500 years ago. The sculpture of Laocoön, the priest who, according to Greek mythology, tried to convince the people of ancient Troy not to accept the Greeks' "gift" of a hollow horse, was discovered 14 January 1506, in a vineyard near the basilica of Santa Maria Maggiore in Rome. Pope Julius II sent Giuliano da Sangallo and Michelangelo Buonarroti, who were working at the Vatican, to examine the discovery. On their recommendation, the pope immediately purchased the sculpture from the vineyard owner. The pope put the sculpture of Laocoön and his sons in the grips of a sea serpent on public display at the Vatican exactly one month after its discovery.
The Museums celebrated their 500th anniversary in October 2006 by permanently opening the excavations of a Vatican Hill necropolis to the public.
Donato Bramante (1444 – March 11, 1514) was an Italian architect, who introduced the Early Renaissance style to Milan and the High Renaissance style to Rome, where his most famous design was St. Peter's Basilica.
The size of the peoples give an idea from the magnificent from this mosque
La taille des personnes donne une idée de la splendeur de cette mosquée
The view of the dome inside of the historic Michigan State Capitol, designed by architect Elijah E. Myers in a neo-classical style.
Visible are a couple of the eight muses painted by Tommaso Juglaris, each representing something different in relation to the state.
1/11/08 - Relationships and friendships can cause more trouble than they do joy. Sometimes it's just best to try and get over things and the people who caused them, but it's never that easy. Scars don't fade right away and the bruises hurt for days but eventually they'll all go away. :)
take a ride <<< DO IT.
"So would you like to take a ride on the last free standing thought in my mind?
And I hope it won't get old, I highly recommend you bring an end to what your feeling inside."
- So They Say.
199/365:15th January,2011
It is 125 years since Birmingham Museum and Art Gallery first opened its doors beneath the clock tower on Chamberlain Square. Inside you will find everything from Renaissance masterpieces to 9,000-year-old Middle Eastern treasures.
Ref:
كل عام وانتو بخير والله يعيده علينا وعليكم ونكون ممن قبلت اعمالهم يارب العالمين اشكر اخواتي وربي تعبتهم معايا في كل شي خيطو الملابس ربي يعطيهم العافيه ^_^
اهم شي السبحه والمشلح
At the end of Ramadan, Muslims throughout the world have a joyous three-day celebration called Eid al-Fitr.
Eid Mubarak (Arabic: عيد مبارك, Hindi: ईद मुबारक Persian/Urdu: , Malayalam: ഈദ് മുബാറക്, Bengali: ঈদ মুবারক) is a traditional Muslim greeting reserved for use on the festivals of Eid ul-Adha and Eid ul-Fitr. The phrase translates into English as "blessed festival", and can be paraphrased as "may you enjoy a blessed festival" (Eid refers to the occasion itself, and Mubarak means "Blessed")
Muslims wish each other Eid Mubarak after performing the Eid prayer. The celebration continues until the end of the day for Eid ul-Fitr (or al-Fitr) and continues a further three days for Eid ul-Adha (or Al-Adha). However, in the social sense people usually celebrate Eid ul-Fitr at the same time as Eid ul-Adha, visiting family and exchanging greetings such as "Eid Mubarak". Thanks so much to my lovely sisters they helped me with everything ^_^
Along the edge of the undercut bank, Coho salmon rest before the next set of rapids.
Nikon D90
Nikon DX AF Fisheye-Nikkor 10.5mm f/2.8G ED
Ikelite underwater housing
Ikelite wide-angle dome port
640 ASA
Colony Field Report --- Med-Lab --- Dr. Wormoth --- 2.506.127
The Earth Mining Commission had finally taken control of the element harvesting project on Mars after the Estonians had given up their interest in the venture. We worked diligently for months, rebuilding the facilities and converting the ergonomics for human usage. After the retrofit was completed, we continued work on a massive vein of Plegaltonium, a mineral native to Mars, and began our project.
Work proceeded well into the New Year, and only a few minor setbacks occurred. It was to be expected; the risks were written into their contracts, that some miners would perish during the operations. We also prepared for the inevitable psychological stressors that would present in the wives and children living on the colony. Some of them had never before left their home state, let alone the planet Earth.
Something has changed during the past three weeks however. At first the miners were coming back from their operations, complaining of relentless fatigue, nausea, even momentary loss of vision. Two harvesters collided last week when one of the drivers became blinded. Then the discoloration quickly set in, their skin turning a foul rust color, brittle and flaking off. We’ve lost ten miners this week alone, all with the same symptoms.
It now seems to be spreading inside the facilities, even with the constant use of the decontamination rooms. Lieutenant Brownstone’s wife just lost her vision yesterday and collapsed to the floor, dead within an hour or so. Her body was placed in a quarantine chamber and still awaits autopsy. The speed at which this is now spreading, whatever it is, seems to be on an exponential curve.
After appealing to the Mining Commission today, they still won’t stop operations at this time. I fear, at this point it wouldn’t matter, as we seem to be.
Con el cerebro quemado por poco uso. No puedes evitar el constante abuso. Sin tus pastillas estás perdida, perdida. Despega y vete, sin excusas.
Confusa, con la mente hecha un lío, se filtra. Boca abajo la ciudad parece tan gris...
Te curvas, convexa, torcida, y gritas. Levántate y vete, ¡muévete!
¿Qué es eso que viene colina abajo? ¿Es un monstruo?
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petit comité En nuestro interior todos tenemos luz y oscuridad. Lo que importa es qué parte decidimos potenciar
when I sail, I am free. there is wind in my hair. there is infinity beyond me; an endless expanse of horizons which are mine to capture and take for my own. I open my heart and I am daydreaming. I am alone, but it is happiness which breathes inside me. I could go forever, swept by the nature, and the wind and the tide. I have no limits. until my ship crumbles to ashes, and my body submerges, and I am one with the water. I have forever. we are always. I can teach you. I can show you the world. we can take a boat and be gone by tomorrow, my darling. take my hand. can you see the infinite sail? it is our guidance. it whispers to the wind and directs us. it flutters and it screeches, when we must change direction. we must listen to it, but it will keep us safe. wrap us in its canvas embrace and hold us tight, show us the world. so many nights I have seen the sun set beyond that sail, and sailed home into the dark. when we sail, we will be free as the birds that fly around us. free as the fish who swim beside us. the sea is ours. we are not in danger, because it knows us.
when I sail, I am free.
but I am also bound.
I am bound by the lake; it is not limitless, and there is only one horizon to sail toward. I am tied to the ribbons - the mainsheet, the jib, they wrap around my wrists and whisper soft seductions - reasons why I cannot let go. my life in my hands. my life in their hands. I am at the mercy of my ship. the main sail - it is threatening. it screeches commands and orders and moves, an untamed master of the water. it hits me, a bitter slap on bare skin, like a reprimand, because I am wrong. so many nights, I have seen storms dawn beyond that sail. the threatening wake. the dawn of the grey and blacks, and the fear that settles in the pit of my stomach. hello lightning, are you here to take me? but I am so far from the shore. so afraid. I have been afraid so many times in that water. none so much as one of the first times I was alone - my pico boat and I, commanding the water. adrenaline rushing and I was going so fast, my back was straight and my body upright, the ship on its side. I was racing, leaving nothing but a wake to trip over. I was nearing the shore, and I had to jibe. I had to. I thought I was ready, but the boat thought otherwise. my boat, I had thought, but I had no control. I tried to slow too fast. the mainsheet slipped too far, too sudden. the boat wavered and then tipped. I could see myself going in, I knew. I prepared myself for a dry capsize - I only had to get one leg over the boat, onto the daggerboard on the other side. I pulled my feet up, but they wouldn't move. the cold numbness that had set in had made me unaware that i was tangled in the boat's vines, my ankles wrapped in yards of mainsheet rope and various other catches that had accumulated at my feet. so careless, so afraid. still surging with the adrenaline. too late for dry capsize, my only other option was to jump. but I pulled at the vines and they only tightened. I was stuck. still soaring towards the shore. the boat tipped, fully, stopping it in its tracks, and the boom swings round. the flying metal bar smashes against my head, and for half a second, everything disappears. everything changes. and I am underneath. I am trapped. still stuck in the ropes. I scream and there are bubbles. I am underwater. the boat has turtled and is above me. I do not remember the next few seconds. I never will. but somehow, I am untangled. I break the surface. I am cold. I am shaking. there is no energy in my bones, and yet somehow my arms pull the boat upright. I remember being physically numb, and yet somehow this hurts. the weight of the boat increases - the mainsheet is soaked. and then I hear voices. they are shouting me to get back in the boat, but my arms will not just pull me over the sides. they won't function. I am shaking violently and soaked to the skin. there were no tears - I was still too energised, too adrenaline fuelled, to see how scared I'd been. eventually I get there. my arms find a last mite of will and drag me over the sides, and I collapse. they are yelling at me to sail again but they can wait a few seconds. I am gasping huge breaths of air. I don't know what just happened. I have never been so scared, and yet I know I'll be back on the water next week.
I miss sailing. Please exams be over soon, so I can get back to it? My two worst ones are tomorrow. I can't describe how worried I am about the fact I'm still procrastinating.
I write far too much on here. Some days I forget that it's a photography website.
is it wrong that i like this edit?
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raining again,
i love the rain,
for just sitting at home browsing flickr/tumblr,
but not for taking pictures,
for some odd reason.
i'm workin off three hours of sleep at the moment.
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OHOH
www.myspace.com/gabrielleaplin
llistenlisten please,
her voice is amazin.
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gahh thank you bella twist for the awesome testimony,
are you a writer? because you need to be, i read it and was like "woahwaoh!"
www.flickr.com/photos/bellatwist/
check her AMAZING stream out
She remembers when she first got her wings
And how she opened up that day
she learned to sing
Then the colors came, erased the
black and white
And her whole world changed
when she realized
She's a butterfly, pretty as the crimson sky
Nothing's ever gonna bring her down
And everywhere she goes
Everybody knows she's so glad to be alive
She's a butterfly
Like the purest light in a darkened world
So much hope inside such a lovely girl
You should see her fly, it's almost magical
It makes you wanna cry, she's so beautiful
( Martina Mcbride )
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Aquest és el status curiós de la catedral d'Oxford, la qual es troba dins de Christchurch College, i del qual n'és la capella també!
És la catedral medieval més petita d'Anglaterra.
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That's the curious position for the Oxford cathedral, which is located inside the grounds of Christchurch College, and also is its chapel.
It's England's smallest medieval cathedral.
© 2011 Steve Kelley
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The view from inside, after sunrise, in New York City (NYC) from the Top of the Rock observation deck at the Rockefeller Center looking South towards the Empire State Building (ESB), Bank of America Tower, and lower Manhattan's skyline.
HDR - Nikon d300
These are my little treasures from the Dollshow. Mali was asking how I was able not to get poor there and told her that it was easy! went fabric shopping the days before so there was not much money left xD
Wanted to buy everything from there, specially the dioramas and furniture but was so difficult to carry them back home.... in the suitcases the furniture/diorama might get broken and carry them inside the plain cabin was a no no.... maybe someday :3
Baku, Azerbaijan
**News Flash**
Reports have come in that a special 'Federation' team has rescued the hostages from the Turkish General Consulate. Although the area was cordoned off by police, amateur video and pictures have surfaced of black-clad soldiers entering the Consulate, coming out 15 minutes later with the 40-some hostages that had been held captive. The videos also show the soldiers being carried away by a 'Federation' military helicopter soon after, with three members being treated by medical personal and one being put inside a body bag.
We will have more as the story develops.
Grey interior courtesy of Mike, who apparently thinks embassies look like Soviet apartments.
For TOTW: I love my braces
For tHe VeNt: I hate my braces
My braces can suck my cock and swallow it whole.
Nah I’m kidding, they rock. But I guess my point is I cannot possibly pull off a “badass” or especially a “oh I’m so sexSAY” look while smoking a cigarette shot with these stupid assfuck braces on my teeth… right?
Right!!
I guess I could just pull my lips together and act like they aren’t there.
Nah, they are cute. Not that I’m trying to be cute. But I guess my peachy ass braces that are in the process of DESTROYING my gums and completely altering my eating habits are a good thing in the end.
I’ve only had the destructive teenage shits on my teeth for 6 days. But everyday I wake up with swollen gums and puffed out cheeks and go to myself:
“My teeth straightened by a tiny amount I cannot measure, yay!” But still . . . .
I have been tonguing a shitass spot the inside of my mouth since I got them on and I SWEAR TO GOD IT HAS GOTTEN MORE STRAIGHT!!
Maybe not.
Who cares?
There are worse things in life. A great friend of mine just got pregnant and is throwing up everyday. I’d rather live with a swollen ass cut up fucked up mouth including a teenage (not badass) smile than have to throw up everyday. And then 8 months later have to pass a ten-pound baby out of a tiny hole that is only used to taking in a penis or passing out pee.
It’s not so bad.
By Christmas 2010 these bitches will be not only paid off, they will be physically OFF of my teeth and I’ll have a rock star smile for all you fucks to witness.
Who cares really? It’s just for me. Right? I got them because my teeth were wearing incorrectly and my jaw clicks and locks and I wanted to correct it and be DONE with it.
Someone the other day asked me why I didn’t get invisasign. For those of you that don’t know, that is the braces-less option for adults that instructs you just wear this retainer type clear thing for 2 years and it straightens your teeth.
Shit.
I can’t even remember my head if it was attached. I’d lose that little stupid ass “invisalign” contraption more often than you forget to visit my stream.
I gotta go brush my teeth. Like I do after EVERY FUCKING MEAL NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!! Fuck the food that gets caught in these monstrosities. Even eating a tiny piece of cheese haunts me forever until I attack it with a toothbrush.
Argh!!! I miss eating nuts!
That sounds really gay.
I love gay people.
I gotta go.
June 8th, 2009
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Like wise True Love and Care should emanate from inside heart.
Like a Good Diamond , a Good Heart Sparkles from Inside
She's a little girl refugee from Syria and she lives inside a big room with a lot of other people, I have taken another photo of she, here it's: i.imgur.com/k2GuOgo.jpg it explains well the situation: but she's happy, all the things she has is her smiley. A big little girl!
Thanks for your comments and favs!
For unreleased photos on Flickr of my Syrian trip: www.giuliomagnifico.it/syriaturkey-border/
cakes.keyartstudio.com/cake-blog/item/56-yellow-polka-dot...
Bright, bold and elegant. For a yellow-themed birthday party.
Fondant bow.
Red Velvet Cake with White Chocolate Cream cheese Buttercream on top, and Lemon cake filled with Lemon infused White Chocolate Cream Cheese Buttercream and Tangy Lemon Filling inside the bottom tier.
40+ servings.
The John Rylands Library in Manchester was one of the first buildings in the city to be lit with electric lights.
Kinnaird Head was the first lighthouse to be built by the Northern Lighthouse Board in 1787 on top of an existing castle.
In the 1820s Robert Stevenson rebuilt the lighthouse tower, his work is seen here.
The chains in this shot have a weight attached which drives the clockwork mechanism for the lens in the lantern, it has to be wound up every 30 minutes or the lens will stop turning (an offence for which keepers would have been sacked!).
The lighthouse was switched off in 1991 and is now part of the Museum of Scottish Lighthouses.
These shutters/blinds are actually white ... taken early in the morning inside the hotel as the light was starting to peek through.
... for a hot winter ... at least from the inside :-))
Harvested Cayenne pepper / Cayenne-Chili (Capsicum annuum var. acuminatum) - Large On White
in our garden - Frankfurt-Nordend
They can be opened and closed and fit perfectly ! .
Lovely dolls for a kawaii japanese display that can hide a secret treasure inside! ♥
190/365
Explored September 8, 2013 #407
This photo is similar to something that I've done before but this one is way less creepy. In the past few days I've been doing a lot of introspection to figure out who I want to be and how to be that person. It's easy enough to write down a list of attributes you want but actually taking initiative to get there is kind of difficult.
Little steps.