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"So ... tell me more about yourself," she says.
"Well, there's nae much ta tell ..." he replies, before breaking into song.
"Thought that I'd be happy, going to be so happy,
living life alone and never sharin' anythin'.
"Thought that I was finished.
Thought that I was complete.
Thought that I was whole instead of bein' half of somethin'.
"Thought that I was growin',
growin' older, wiser;
understanding why this world held nothing for my spirit.
"Thought that I was destined,
destined to be nothin'.
Destined to be nothin' in this world
and then I met you ...
"And now I'm on my way from misery to happiness today ..."
She sits spellbound, entrance by his melodious Scottish accent.
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On February 21, 1952 Police opened fire on a student demonstration in Dhaka demanding Bangla to be one of the national languages of the then Pakistan. A number of students of Dhaka University laid down their lives in that shooting and thus creating a unique event in the annals of History. Never before has any one laid down their lives for recognition of their mother tongue!
This event is observed throughout Bangladesh and in Dhaka it begins with laying of floral wreaths starting from midnight followed by early morning barefoot procession towards the Central Shaheed Minar located near Dhaka Medical College Hospital (the location where the students were shot and killed).
Its observance was also formally recognized by the United Nations General Assembly in its resolution in 2008 establishing as the International Year of Languages!
*** seen on EXPLORE (Apr. 29, 2009)
Highest Position #58
"Your children will see what you're all about by what you live rather than what you say."
---Wayne Dyer
Halley Nicole is a mute...
The old man: "I know you take my picture. I don't look at your camera, even if you kindly asked me. My soul will not enter in your box. We will exchange some words, even if we don't speak the same language. I will make you a smile with my heart, you will do as much. I thank you with my eyes and with a nod of the head"
Me: "thank you wise man, your wisdom made my day".
Language... has created the word "loneliness" to express the pain of being alone. And it has created the word "solitude" to express the glory of being alone.
~Paul Johannes Tillich, The Eternal Now
I cannot imagine leaving my house before having a cup of coffee, so if it means getting up a few hours earlier, before the rest of the household comes alive and starts demanding, I'm all for it.
Those are my moments to enjoy every sip and sort out the mess in my head. This morning I woke up to snow (about 3"), but I was cold and decided to shoot the snow later; instead I clicked and got you another one of my "breathe" moments.
Hope you like it.
Have a marvelous Wednesday!
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Mallard (Anas platyrhynchos)
Taken on 9th December 2013.
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A caatinga ou “mata branca,”na língua indígena Tupi-guarani, localizada no semiárido nordestino, nesta época, apresenta um quadro desolador, motivado por um sol causticante, e a terra ressequida pela ausência de chuvas. Apesar de tanta adversidade, o Ipê-roxo insiste em florir, dando vida e beleza á paisagem. - A savanna or "white forest" in the indigenous language Tupi-Guarani, located in the semiarid northeast at this time presents a bleak picture, motivated by a scorching sun and the earth parched by the lack of rain. Despite much adversity, insists Ipe-purple bloom, giving life and beauty to the landscape.
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Nadja rocks a graphic look featuring Varsity Alejandra’s awesome boots and a dress made by me.
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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.
"The Basilica di Santa Croce (Basilica of the Holy Cross) is the principal Franciscan church in Florence, Italy, and a minor basilica of the Roman Catholic Church. It is situated on the Piazza di Santa Croce, about 800 meters south-east of the Duomo. The site, when first chosen, was in marshland outside the city walls. It is the burial place of some of the most illustrious Italians, such as Michelangelo, Galileo, Machiavelli, the poet Foscolo, the philosopher Gentile and the composer Rossini, thus it is known also as the Temple of the Italian Glories (Tempio dell'Itale Glorie).
The Basilica is the largest Franciscan church in the world. Its most notable features are its sixteen chapels, many of them decorated with frescoes by Giotto and his pupils,[a] and its tombs and cenotaphs. Legend says that Santa Croce was founded by St Francis himself. The construction of the current church, to replace an older building, was begun on 12 May 1294, possibly by Arnolfo di Cambio, and paid for by some of the city's wealthiest families. It was consecrated in 1442 by Pope Eugene IV. The building's design reflects the austere approach of the Franciscans. The floorplan is an Egyptian or Tau cross (a symbol of St Francis), 115 metres in length with a nave and two aisles separated by lines of octagonal columns. To the south of the church was a convent, some of whose buildings remain.
The Primo Chiostro, the main cloister, houses the Cappella dei Pazzi, built as the chapter house, completed in the 1470s. Filippo Brunelleschi (who had designed and executed the dome of the Duomo) was involved in its design which has remained rigorously simple and unadorned.
In 1560, the choir screen was removed as part of changes arising from the Counter-Reformation and the interior rebuilt by Giorgio Vasari. As a result, there was damage to the church's decoration and most of the altars previously located on the screen were lost. At the behest of Cosimo I, Vasari plastered over Giotto's frescoes and placed some new altars.
The bell tower was built in 1842, replacing an earlier one damaged by lightning. The neo-Gothic marble façade dates from 1857-1863. The Jewish architect Niccolo Matas from Ancona, designed the church's façade, working a prominent Star of David into the composition. Matas had wanted to be buried with his peers but because he was Jewish, he was buried under the threshold and honored with an inscription.
In 1866, the complex became public property, as a part of government suppression of most religious houses, following the wars that gained Italian independence and unity.
The Museo dell'Opera di Santa Croce is housed mainly in the refectory, also off the cloister. A monument to Florence Nightingale stands in the cloister, in the city in which she was born and after which she was named. Brunelleschi also built the inner cloister, completed in 1453.
In 1940, during the safe hiding of various works during World War II, Ugo Procacci noticed the Badia Polyptych being carried out of the church. He reasoned that this had been removed from the Badia Fiorentina during the Napoleonic occupation and accidentally re-installed in Santa Croce. Between 1958 and 1961, Leonetto Tintori removed layers of whitewash and overpaint from Giotto's Peruzzi Chapel scenes to reveal his original work.
In 1966, the Arno River flooded much of Florence, including Santa Croce. The water entered the church bringing mud, pollution and heating oil. The damage to buildings and art treasures was severe, taking several decades to repair.
Today the former dormitory of the Franciscan friars houses the Scuola del Cuoio (Leather School). Visitors can watch as artisans craft purses, wallets, and other leather goods which are sold in the adjacent shop.
Florence (/ˈflɔːrəns/ FLORR-ənss; Italian: Firenze [fiˈrɛntse]) is a city in central Italy and the capital city of the Tuscany region. It is the most populated city in Tuscany, with 383,084 inhabitants in 2013, and over 1,520,000 in its metropolitan area.
Florence was a centre of medieval European trade and finance and one of the wealthiest cities of that era. It is considered by many academics to have been the birthplace of the Renaissance, and has been called "the Athens of the Middle Ages". Its turbulent political history includes periods of rule by the powerful Medici family and numerous religious and republican revolutions. From 1865 to 1871 the city served as the capital of the Kingdom of Italy (established in 1861). The Florentine dialect forms the base of Standard Italian and it became the language of culture throughout Italy due to the prestige of the masterpieces by Dante Alighieri, Petrarch, Giovanni Boccaccio, Niccolò Machiavelli and Francesco Guicciardini.
The city attracts millions of tourists each year, and UNESCO declared the Historic Centre of Florence a World Heritage Site in 1982. The city is noted for its culture, Renaissance art and architecture and monuments. The city also contains numerous museums and art galleries, such as the Uffizi Gallery and the Palazzo Pitti, and still exerts an influence in the fields of art, culture and politics. Due to Florence's artistic and architectural heritage, Forbes has ranked it as one of the most beautiful cities in the world.
Florence plays an important role in Italian fashion, and is ranked in the top 15 fashion capitals of the world by Global Language Monitor; furthermore, it is a major national economic centre, as well as a tourist and industrial hub. In 2008 the city had the 17th-highest average income in Italy." - info from Wikipedia.
Summer 2019 I did a solo cycling tour across Europe through 12 countries over the course of 3 months. I began my adventure in Edinburgh, Scotland and finished in Florence, Italy cycling 8,816 km. During my trip I took 47,000 photos.
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