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揮之不去
感受風
感受存在
感受夢的氣息
感受這蒼茫歲月裡兩顆孤獨的心
www.youtube.com/watch?v=pLk2hiR49ms
它不在這裡
它無處可尋
可它在我們心底揮之不去
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Culver City, CA
A photocollage made mostly of elements from an installation at Thinkspace Gallery by Allison Sommers.
A quiet spring scene captured just as golden hour light grazes the hillside. A blooming tree, bathed in sunlight, stands in contrast to a tall oak just beginning to leaf out—both rooted in a lush, rolling green field. Below, a still body of water reflects the soft hues of the evening, while a dense thicket catches the last warm rays. A peaceful moment where light and nature meet in perfect harmony.
Walking through the streets of Cefalù, lingers in a small "shop" while a wood artist sculpted his creatures. I ask permission to photograph, permission granted with courtesy. This is a disappearing Art, he tells me, young people are disinterested in sculpture, too much time to waste, while society runs. I observe him in silence, I thank him for his courtesy and I thanked him for creating unique sculptures that will never have a high economic response but will surely have a place in memory.
Many of us older individuals can clearly recall phrases from our childhood that were either used against us or to encourage us during our young lives.
With a busy house full of eight water bugs, my father would often say, “Settle down. Do you have ants in your pants?” Before I realized what a figure of speech was, I wondered what kind of experience my dad must have had at some point in his life, causing him to inquire if we were suffering the same experience.
This Northern Flicker has a relationship with ants, although not in the same vein as my dad had in mind. Ants are one of the main meals of this member of the woodpecker family.
Unlike their head-knocking woodpecker cousins, Northern Flickers are more likely to be observed on the ground than in trees. In mid-to-late September, alert bird watchers will readily see them fluttering along country roads in small groups, searching for ants in the yellowing grasses as they eat heartily in preparation for their migration to the south, as far as Central America.
Flickers are well adapted to probe ant hills or beetle tunnels. They have a long, barbed tongue that they can extend up to two inches to unearth their six-legged prey.
While in Minnesota, they are busy. In the spring, the male and female work together to prepare a hollowed-out nest, incubate eggs, and feed a young family of six to eight beggars.
Upon their return from their winter vacation, they may not return to the same nest, but they do come back to the same stretch of woods or other foraging territory from which they left.
(Photographed near Cambridge, MN)
deep in the dark, you'll surrender your heart
Hair :: Truth Linger
Skin :: amara beauty - Stephanie
Dress :: Blueberry Romance
Earrings :: [BL] Gemstone plug
To help meet the increasing demand on water supplies, Siblyback Lake was constructed in the late 1960s, with the dam being completed in 1969. One early proposal was to dam the main Fowey valley itself, upstream from Golitha Falls, which would have flooded a large part of the valley, including farms and livelihoods. Fortunately, this proposal was not approved; although the building of Siblyback Lake caused some minor destruction of farming properties, it did not reach the same scale as the Fowey valley scheme.
Surrounded by the striking backdrop of Bodmin Moor, Siblyback Lake lies within the Cornwall Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty (AONB).
There is a beautiful 5km round lake circuit, which is perfect for pushchairs, wheelchairs and bicycles. The path runs adjacent to the lake, and passes by the impressive Siblyback Dam and through woodlands.
so often i move from one thing straight to another. but i'm trying to linger more; to pause and to savor.
i picked a tulip (mostly because i wanted to transplant it but the pulp didn't come with it when i pulled on the stem) and took some photos!
i have lots of pictures to add! and lots of comments to catch up on =)
Avenue du Commandant Parisot, L'Isle-Jourdain, Gers, France
Fruits et légumes.
"Le plaisir est dans le Gers"
For more doors and windows see my album Doors & Windows.
For more from Midi-Pyrénées see my album Midi-Pyrénées.
For more from France see my album En France.
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the limited edition of our book linger, a collaboration by juergen sarge and myself is out now
Limited edition: 100 copies
signed and numbered
Format 280 x 315 mm
Weight 1.500 g
Book: Offset print
Paper: Arctic Volume 170g/sqm
Cover: Offset printed linen
63 colour photographs
112 Pages
English/German
Slip case: Offset printed linen
2 signed and numbered prints
Pigment prints
Paper: hahnemühle ultra smooth
Price: € 230,- plus postage
open edition (without slip case and prints)
isbn: 978-3-926509-08-6
at € 55,- plus postage.
available from: www.sargeart.com
....and thanks to all of you who've already bought the book.
All our especially signed copies for flickr friends are now gone.
17/365
Woke up this morning with a soar throat :(. Why is it that every time I start to relax ... I get sick? Oh well...
On a good note...Happy Friday Everyone!
Thanks to everyone who has taken the time to view, fave or comment. Your kindness is very much appreciated.
"Linger here and reflect on those lost to violence, hope for a more peaceful world, seek a reverence for life among all people."
I found this quote at Brookside Gardens, near Washington, DC.
Hours after the rain these droplets lingered.
El Chorro Regional Park,
San Luis Obispo, California
I like the pattern in the grass blade and its magnification in the raindrops, as well as the apparent hairiness of the grass.
"Linger in the forests. Linger near us. Healing comes when you do. All is within; we help you to find it."
~Tree Spirits through Dorothy Mclean
This is a pine I met in a mount called "The Windy Mount" here near Madrid. You can see on It how Wind is part of Itself... How they are inseparably One...
...the view from Cattle Point at the Oak Bay Marina, thro the fog at 8 am last Thursday morning as the walk with the ladies started....
posted for the Monday Photo Challenge Group...
www.flickr.com/groups/1091826@N21/
...a foto that I can see on the cover of a magazine ....I see it on "Beautiful BC Magazine", OR on one of my future coffee table art books! I have to dream BIG, right!!?? :~)
off to work now...
see you all tonite! :~)
have a delightful Monday full of magical smiles!!!
View up Albert Street towards Market Jew Street at Penzance.
Albert Street has many brings back family memories from my childhood days in the 1960s. Half way up this short street on the left hand side was "The Wheel Cafe". The cafe had a large ship's wheel hanging in the window.
My parents often used to take there for lunch. The proprietor Mr Ken May used to do a fantastic breaded plaice. Thanks to that plaice has always been my favourite fish over the years.
I also recall the orange drink dispenser of the type common in those days. A clear tank on top of a cooler which had a rotating stirrer. On top of the orange floated plastic oranges!
The Wheel Cafe has long gone - but the memories linger over 50 years on.
More photographs of Penzance can be found here: www.jhluxton.com/England/Cornwall/Penzance/
I'm so tired of being here, suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave, I wish that you would just leave
Your presence still lingers here and it won't leave me alone
These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
When you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me
You used to captivate me by your resonating light
Now, I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away all the sanity in me
These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
When you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me
I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me, I've been alone all along
When you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me, me, me
~ Evanescence