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Maybe the true meaning of love lies not in being mutual or being reciprocated. Maybe its true meaning lies in the experience of experiencing its magic whether or not it is being returned.

For always, come rain or shine.

Mehr Lebensqualität und Freude mit einem Haustier.

More fullness of life and fun with pets.

 

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Erwin und

Lady Cat

Bei diesem Kaputzen Pulli kann sich die Katze einkrallen.

Das weiß sie.

orton - ☺"El show del Macro |

 

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52 weeks the 2015 Edition week 7 .- Love is ......sharing you favourite chocolate.

 

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ISO is all wrong here....but I guess it compliments the papers texture...so oh, bugger, eh?

One more for the hearts.

Happy Scarlet Sunday!! I rarely post on the weekends but wanted to start my valentines day shots this week :) sorry, I'm starting early. And as we all know I LOVE hearts <3

Just counting down the days til I get to go see the hubby!! Only 4 more days!! Almost halfway through our 7 weeks now :) and looking forward to my mini vacation!

 

I did one like this a while ago and really liked how it turned out, this time I added my rings to it. (Man rings are tough!!)

  

Modell: Lövei Attila

belated 1-year-anniversary gift. :)

 

ilu bb ♥

Part 1

Part 2 (A)

 

*Don't pretend you're sorry

I know you're not

You know you got the power

To make me weak inside

Girl you leave me breathless

But it's okay 'cause

You are my survival

Now hear me say

I can't imagine life

Without your love

Even forever don't seem

Like long enough ~

 

Modleing ; Kanoni (K)

Yesterday 13-6 Waaas his BIRTHDAY He Just Turned 1 7bebi alla y7f'9aah <3 !

 

P.S ; 14-6 *Happy Birthday HER.ГO , El 3mr klah ~

 

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Moo & Holly

April 2016

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original photo taken by Gotmeamuse

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Thanks for EXPLORE Dec. 3, 2009 :D

I've never been in love, but it must be like waking up from a lovely dream.

It's probably something like a road trip without a destination.

I hope it's that feeling in your stomach as the roller coaster is dropping, electricity coursing through your veins.

Maybe it's like a camera, freezing moments that feel like forever.

I bet its something like the glittering embers in the sky, just after a firework burst into a dozen lights.

I'm sure love is like a constellation, where you can connect the dots to create a story.

Love must be like rain drops on a window, accumulating slowly, then racing to the brim of the frame.

I think love is like an eclipse. The sun and the moon circling the globe, in search of each other. And when they finally meet, the world stops to watch.

For me, I know love is a dusty typewriter, waiting for its story to be written.

 

“Typewriter,” by Lauren Dorothy

 

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It was a big week for my family this week. My oldest son proposed to his beloved Hannah on Valentine’s Day and today marks the 28th anniversary of the day my husband asked me to marry him as well. What an adventure our lives are and how quickly the years roll by!

 

Prompt for 52 weeds: the 2018 Edition

Week 7: WHAT’S THAT OBJECT

A different angle on my original touch on everbody's favourite still life. With an added heart.

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Brows photos of ARRRRT on PICSSR

Chi amate - chi ama te!

"Love is a many splendored thing" (Nat King Cole)

 

"Let your life dance on the edges of Time like dew on the tip of a leaf" (Rabindranath Tagore)

 

Created for TMI - ITSO - Abstract Art.

(Winner - 4th pl, tied)

 

Entered in KP Floral Dreams, August Contest 67.

(Winner - 2nd place)

 

Water lily from my private collection.

 

Effects created in DDG. A bit of processing in PS.

 

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Often we are visited by thoughts that may reveal something unknown ... Our mind many times tries to solve a problem with known methods ... This is its main mistake! The path of the heart opens the doors that appear in our path. It is a pity that not everyone has the courage to insert the keys that are always with us ...

(Listenwave- 圣彼得堡) 1. Taking pictures a tool (camera), not a photographer.

2. The choice of tool limits the possibilities.

3. Experience allows him (instrument) less and less to limit their capabilities.

4. The ability to see is given only when the observer allows ...

5. The moment of observation is the real find ...

6. Training and mastering it defies. Training leads to poor imitations of the original.

7. Often the result should ripen, like wine. Although time is the understanding of the mind, therefore it is very speculative.

8. The meaning of all this is the process!

9. Let it be!

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Hope everyone has had a great Valentine's Day and evening!

 

Take care!!

Streptopelia turtur, turtle dove, turkse tortelduif . Sheltering from the snow on our old Thai Spirit House that serves as a bird feeding house.....

... a rollercoaster ride ...

... in the air ...

... a fun ride ...

Often when I shoot nature, I get a sense that sometimes nature may be hunting me~

 

During this shot, this buzzard kept looking down at me while I kept looking and shooting... it kept soaring above me, circling many times around~

 

It almost looked like a love dance...I guess I must have a scent too, in the hot Florida heat, it's a scent of life~

 

If you have a minute enjoy this romantic video and dance of love~

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=dBHhSVJ_S6A

 

EXPLORE 3-05-09 Thanks Flickr Friends~

A Colombian girl,

eating japanese food,

wearing a canadian shirt

while she listens to Edith Piaf.

{ This is love. }

~Albert Einstein~ View Large On Black

 

Another one of the new "Love is..." series. My sister and her boyfriend in London :)

 

Just came back from a shooting with an adorable couple. Not easy but much fun =) Will catch you all tomorrow!!!

 

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Facing the storm together.

Sergio Mendes & Brazil '66 - Bridges

www.youtube.com/watch?v=O_uVYg1Eals

 

I have crossed a thousand bridges

In my search for something real

There were great suspension bridges

Made like spiderwebs of steel

There were tiny wooden trestles

And there were bridges made of stone

I have always been a stranger

And I've always been alone

There's a bridge to tomorrow

There's a bridge from the past

There's a bridge made of sorrow

That I pray will not last

There's a bridge made of coulors

In the sky high above

And I think that there must be

Bridges made out of love

I can see him in the distance

On the river's other shore

An his hands reach out in longing

As my own have done before

And I call across to tell him

Where I believe the bridge must lie

And I'll find it, yes I'll find it!

If I search until I die

When the bridge is between us

We'll have nothing to say

We will run through the sunlight

And he'll meet me halfway

There's a bridge made of coulors

In the sky high above

And I'm certain that somewhere

There's a bridge made of loveI have crossed a thousand bridges

In my search for something real

There were great suspension bridges

Made like spiderwebs of steel

There were tiny wooden trestles

And there were bridges made of stone

I have always been a stranger

And I've always been alone

There's a bridge to tomorrow

There's a bridge from the past

There's a bridge made of sorrow

That I pray will not last

There's a bridge made of coulors

In the sky high above

And I think that there must be

Bridges made out of love

I can see him in the distance

On the river's other shore

An his hands reach out in longing

As my own have done before

And I call across to tell him

Where I believe the bridge must lie

And I'll find it, yes I'll find it!

If I search until I die

When the bridge is between us

We'll have nothing to say

We will run through the sunlight

And he'll meet me halfway

There's a bridge made of coulors

In the sky high above

And I'm certain that somewhere

There's a bridge made of loveV

There’s a language in the sky

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