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Language Of Love
I’m old fashioned and romantic
Like the films in black and white
all the lovers were enchanting
can you and I be old-fashioned tonight?
I wanna get lost in the music
and feel tipsy from the wine
speak of love, I won’t refuse it
I want a love like in another place and time
Dance with me
Oh, so close
and the music will speak the language of love
*Drumknott*
Just imagine me in white satin
like a 1930’s star
if we play the part, lovely things can happen
we can be old fashion being who we are
Dance with me
Oh, so close
and the music will speak the language of love
I wanna let the rhythm take us
I wanna know what it can make us feel
so let the moment hypnotize us
fantasy is a tiny step from real
Dvigrad (Twin-town), Docastei in Istriot language, is an abandoned medieval town in central Istria, Croatia. It is located in the Draga valley. The history of the settlement is prehistoric; it remained inhabited until the 18th century.
The region was settled by the Illyrians in prehistoric times. In 1345, Dvigrad was sacked by the Genoese admiral Paganin Doria during conflicts between Genoa and Venice. The Venetians sacked the town in 1383, but did not take rule of it until 1413, when a nobleman from Koper was put in governance. In the 16th century, plague and malaria depopulated much of the town. In the year 1615 it was besieged again, by Uskoks, and while it escaped capture it was abandoned save for a few poor residents within 15 years. Only three families remained by 1650. In 1714, the last residents left the town to ruin.
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There's an enclosure at the Amsterdam Zoo where Wallabies can roam and jump freely, and it gives entry as well to human visitors. Yesterday I was the only visitor and I came upon this Muncher under a huge Poplar Tree.
In 1798 David Collins (1756-1810), founding Lieutenant-Governor of the Colony of New South Wales, Judge Advocate and Secretary of that colony, published his An Account of the Colony of New South Wales. A highly interesting read indeed! At the end of his remarkable tome he adds a short section on 'the Aboriginal Language' to which is appended a list of many words with their English translation. About the language Collins remarks: 'Their language is extremely grateful to the ear, being in many instances expressive and sonorous.' His word list also gives the native name for Wallaby: Wal-li-bah, apparently derived from the verb 'walla', which means jumping or leaping.
The Hidden Language of theRoses
The Rose blooms are delicious creatures ! Not just because they are fragrant. Not just because they have magical colours and forms. Not just because the moment you stare at them, you are transferred to other , better worlds. Not just because they have an aura with divine energy around them!
But also, because, the moment you are found in the middle of your blooming garden, the Roses with their blooming blooms, captivate SO much your strong attention, that you… forget to… eat when you are hungry, you forget your tasks of the day, you forget your appointments, your calls!! The only thing you want, is to go very close to them and “see” them with all your being and your senses!! To capture their Divine Beauty, because you know it is ephemeral, like all physical things…In order to have them by your side when the winter approaches, with its loooong dark, cold days, while themselves have already started hibernating until your new rendezvous in the coming Spring…
❤️You can admire here the magnificent Rose bloom of a David Austin Rose : Grace !! Her blooms’ form and apricot color harmony, are especially attractive and original!
Batman is using his body language to tell me he is hungry.
A stack of bowls is on the other side of that cabinet door--with leftover dry kibble in them. He checks this spot frequently, to see if one of us forgets to close the cabinet.
No language barrier here, the Long Tailed Tit is looking straight at me and saying.. "Make Him Go Away, It's My Peanut Butter"
because of our deep need to complain ;-)
Lily Tomlin
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The Waterfall of the Gods, Viking cruise excursion, Northern Iceland's Natural Treasures
Goðafoss translates from modern Icelandic as "the waterfall of the gods", a nickname said to come from a myth from Iceland's history. According to legend, after converting the country to Christianity, Þorgeir Ljósvetningagoði (one of the main rulers of the island at that time) threw all his pagan idols into the waterfall, thus changing the Viking gods for the Christian god.
"Kindness is the language that the deaf can hear and the blind can see."
Mark Twain
I have so loved meeting you all here every day as we share our photography and our lives!! So many wonderful friendships have been made!! Have a great 2022!! No matter what comes along we can face it together!! Happy New Year!!
The entrance of the old mosque of El Mansourah. The mosque has 13 gates, this one is the main. The Mansurah mosque was built around 1303 by Sultan Abu Yacoub.
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Our daily ritual this winter is a walk ... either on the very frozen Keefer Lake or on our forest trail (or both). Although she is mostly very patient with me, sometimes Rosa can get frustrated when I am constantly stopping to take photos. I liked the 'hole in the sky' that was developing.
PS: That's the dog's leash in her hands - not a mobile phone. :)
- Keefer Lake, Ontario, Canada -
this is my contribution for Max Kuiper's latest publication, Nuit & Noirs 3, Sacred Language.
For this issue, the contributors were asked to respond on this quote of Antonin Artaud:
“I am adding another language to the spoken language,
and I am trying to restore to the language of speech its old magic,
its essential spellbinding power,
for its mysterious possibilities have been forgotten.”
youtu.be/dWIs89Pub0w. - Lilies of the valley
Larisa Rezun-Zvezdoćetova - The Obsessed
The Cool and the Cold, Gropius Bau, Berlin
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“Use what language you will, you can never say anything but what you are.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Hardee's Logo in Arabic
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There are infinite shadings of light and shadows and colors... it's an extraordinarily subtle language. Figuring out how to speak that language is a lifetime job.
Conrad Hall
Reading all my feelings, need a one-way ticket
Looking so fly 'cause I mind my business
Self-proposed but you know I'm vicious
Slow your roll, you can't lie to me, baby
I see it all in your eyes and your face
Want these knees to go opposite ways
And I see you fiendin', go off on it, babe
I don't need to speak, I'm not talkin', babe
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Een schitterend park op de rand van de Internationale Zone, ingang Scheveningseweg.
Je moet hier wel een wandelkaart voor hebben. Te koop het bij VVV kantoor aan het Spui (bibliotheek)
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"I have sea foam in my veins. I understand the language of waves."
~Jean Cocteau, Le Testament D'Orphee
The Hidden Language of theRoses
The Rose blooms are delicious creatures ! Not just because they are fragrant. Not just because they have magical colours and forms. Not just because the moment you stare at them, you are transferred to other , better worlds. Not just because they have an aura with divine energy around them!
But also, because, the moment you are found in the middle of your blooming garden, the Roses with their blooming blooms, captivate SO much your strong attention, that you… forget to… eat when you are hungry, you forget your tasks of the day, you forget your appointments, your calls!! The only thing you want, is to go very close to them and “see” them with all your being and your senses!! To capture their Divine Beauty, because you know it is ephemeral, like all physical things…In order to have them by your side when the winter approaches, with its loooong dark, cold days, while themselves have already started hibernating until your new rendezvous in the coming Spring…
❤️You can admire here the magnificent Rose bloom of a David Austin Rose : Grace !! Her blooms’ form and apricot color harmony, are especially attractive and original!