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“The stones here speak to me, and I know their mute language. Also, they seem deeply to feel what I think.” ~Heinrich Heine
The sun had started to set in at this little town. The inca ruins in the mountains surrounding this town started to catch my eye. This town has a lot to offer if you are looking for inca history. Ollantaytambo served as the main location for inca resistance against the Spaniards. The Ollantaytambo Fortress, built in 15th century, is the main attraction for exploration here which deeply rooted within the mountains around this town. #Travel #Peru #IncaRuins #CanonPhotography
The language of flowers
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or labour of love as some might call it. From seed to plant, to harvest to Viva la Salsa! For me food is an expression of love and caring. Some experts believe there's a sixth omnipotent love language — food. “Food incorporates all the other five languages and all five senses. It's a very powerful way of creating a connection and expressing love,” relationship and human behavior expert Patrick Wanis, Ph. D.Jan 29, 2020. Shot for Compositionally Challenged Week 36 Sense of Depth
These colorful bracelets on display outside of a shop caught my attention the other day. The owner said that his young niece made them as a fundraiser.
Quitar tu recuerdo de mis labios , de aquellos en los cuales lograste sacar las sonrisas y los te quieros mas sinceros que alguien te podria haber dicho ; esos besos que por un momento lograban llevarme a un lugar en el cual crei que nadie me haria daño ; por ahora solo que queda mentir & por sobre todo fingir que ya todo me da iwal ...
Lily Wild lives among a collection of origami flowers which she has come to appreciate in a way that we can't. However, in her own language of love, she sends her thanks to her new friend, Dorothy, who seems to understand the power of plants.
The meaning of the four-petal flower in feng shui often relates to luck, happiness, and prosperity. The four petals are seen as a symbol of perfection and balance, with each petal representing an essential aspect of life: love, health, wealth, and career.
All of us in the Bigg family thank you Nancy, and your lovely Dorothy and Zyanya, for hosting a fantastic month.
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I spotted this guy making shapes while his wife was taking pics , cheekily I grabbed a quick shot too .
Tate Modern, London 🇬🇧
Leica Q2.
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Members of a Zapotec children's orchestra from the Isthmus of Tehuantepec prepare before a concert in Oaxaca on International Mother Language Day.
Murdering Languages.
Les divisions enregistrent des couteaux qui sonnent indignes racines amères chagrins démons tremblant passe des rivages stériles sentiments étroits de plus en plus grossières natures grossières,
ήσυχα μάτια ξεχασμένα όνειρα ξυπνούν αναζωογονημένες θάλασσες βαριά δάκρυα αγκαλιάζουν αισθήσεις στριμωγμένοι αέριοι φοβεροί άνεμοι τρομερές σπαθί μέρες γονατιστές νύχτες πέφτουν αστέρια βρυχηθμός σεισμοί που εκτοξεύουν τέρατα ξαπλωμένοι δαίμονες σπατάλη εδάφη σπασμένα μαθήματα ξεκινούν,
tibiis argentea luna refulgens bella pugnata expectans dum mentes deserendo lupi ventis subitis mortibus credidit aurum de sanguine atro tristique risus,
нарушение законов ошибки гимны опускание перьев бурный крик критики отчаяние поступки болтливые языки глотание ложных черт,
極端な権利の可能性のある戦争一般的なカタパルト陰気なターン巨大な軽蔑反抗的な言葉巨大なエッジ無数のささやき知識星高.
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From yesterday evening at the cabin. This storm cell blew in during sunset. These prairie storms can be impressive, but this one left us with only a few drops of rain. We cleaned up the yard, and closed up the windows. Then I hung out on the dock to watch and take photos.
Storms and skies like this make me realize just how small we actually are.
Also part of my figurative language set. Both of them go with the same idiom in my mind. A term we use when feeling a little ill. I'll retitle the pictures in a couple of days with the idiom, but feel free to guess in the mean time.
Credits:
pr!tty - Marianna - [All Color Huds] SUPER RARE @ TCF
*LODE* Head Accessory - Gladiolus Birds [peach touch] RARE @TCF
LeLutka Bento Head - BIANCA
A White Headed Duck. They have a really funny body language in the mating times, sound a bit like a broken electric cable and have this fantastic blue beak
...y sus ojos se llenaron de amaneceres...
y empapada en llanto ella juró que esperaría
miles de lunas pasaron
y siempre ella estaba en el muelle
esperando
Muchas tardes se anidaron
se anidaron en su pelo
y en sus labios
Llevaba el mismo vestido
y por si el volviera no se fuera a equivocar
los cangrejos le mordían
su ropaje, su tristesa y su ilusión
y el tiempo se escurrió
y sus ojos se le llenaron de amaneceres
y del mar se enamoró
y su cuerpo se enraizó
en el muelle
Su cabello se blanqueó
pero ningún barco a su amor le devolvía
y en el pueblo le decían
le decían la loca del muelle de San Blas
y una tarde de abril
la intentaron trasladar al manicomio
nadie la pudo arrancar
Y del mar nunca, jamás la separaron
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Today was a busy photography day, in the best way of course! It was so busy that this was the only time I actually had to sit and put something together for my own 365, all the other work is top secret (for now!).
The last few weeks have been both amazing and difficult at the same time, I've been fortunate enough to have been featured on some fairly popular blogs which has given me a whole new set of opportunities and offers and I'm excited about these new doors opening up, at the same time however, I've been feeling my own personal creativity and inspiration severely lacking which is making things a tad unbalanced in my own head. I'm hoping it's just one of those fleeting bouts of non-inspiration.....