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Mural entitled “Love Note” by Matt Moore aka @puckmcgruff, seen at 141 East Fourth Street in Charlotte, North Carolina.

 

Photo by James aka @urbanmuralhunter on that other photo site.

 

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Note to self:

It's best to explore dark country dirt roads in the daylight before heading out to try to take night sky shots... because after driving an hour to get to the dark country road, and driving for 20 minutes on the dark country road, only to come to a giant sink hole the entire width of the road, filled with water.... causing you to turn around and drive another 20 minutes back to where you started.... you pretty much lose interest in taking night sky shots... and you decide that you really don't feel like standing out in the middle of a field all alone in the dark anymore anyway ... so you drive the hour back home thinking that maybe it's time you find someone else crazy enough to think that this sounds like a good idea (if such a person even exists) to drag along with you next time. Yeah... pretty much a wasted night.... so.... here's some flowers sitting on the railing of an abandoned farmhouse on the dark country road... before it got dark. Well, maybe it wasn't a total waste of time. ; )

Yêu Thương Nhạt Nhòa *

An old piano left to rot inside a small abandoned Chapel.

I look to my favorite playlist and picked up "Clocks"

Just because I love it !

 

The lights go out and I can't be saved

Tides that I tried to swim against

Have brought me down upon my knees

Oh I beg, I beg and plead, singing....

Post It Note - © 2021 – Robert N. Clinton (aka CyberShutterbug)

 

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A small cozy cafe' near Hoan Kiem Lake. They serve lovely drinks and pies. Customers can take note papers and write about what ever comes to mind then glue their colourful notes inside the cafe': walls, ceiling, windows ...^_^...

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Some older Spanish money including a 500 peseta coin featuring Spain's former King Juan Carlos and Queen Sophia.

Francesco Landini (1325 o 1335?-1397)

 

youtu.be/xi4mFcF6y8U

 

Mala Punica

  

songs inside are still alive

Death Note is a notebook that has the power to kill anyone with just writing your first and last name on it. Can you imagine that you could write someone's name? Better to see you the anime, before your wishes come true ...

L.I.C., Escalated and SYS accompany me in this adventure.

 

Credits here

28th February 2011, © Lise Utne

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It's finals week.

 

Which pretty much means I'll be gone for a week. Thought I should share...wish me luck!

 

Some info:

Shot with an SB-600 off camera, upper right (just to give it a little glow). This is about half of the desk that my girlfriend built for me (she's awesome). None of this was set up (except the flash, of course)--I was putting off working on my finals and thought I should take a picture to share with Flickr.

 

Have a good week!

   

 

nwn.blogs.com/nwn/2020/04/sl-flickr-lisa-pia-cajsa.html

  

She once again featured me in a New World Notes article.

Thanks to her deep consideration force.

Thank you so much, Cajsa(୨୧ᵕ̤ᴗᵕ̤)♡

  

Past articles

nwn.blogs.com/nwn/2017/10/cajsas-choices-lisa-pia-sl-art....

🎶 .. Love is a maze, damn, but you is amaze, yeah.. 🎶

Lyon

 

Désaccord ..

'Roid Week Spring 2023, Day 4 | Post 2

 

Fujifilm Instax mini EVO + Fujifilm Instax Mini Monochrome film

Bradford Pear Blooms against an overcast sunrise. Thanks all. Have a Great Day.

il tuo pensiero come una nota che vibra nell'aria, raggiunge il cuore e sa parlare.

sarai sempre così, cosa potrà mai cambiarlo? nulla!

sì, sempre, l'unico sempre, il grande sempre.

sei la nota speciale e perfetta che ha forza, vibra e sa far vibrare.

tu lo sei, oh lo sei! puro come questa nota, io non lo sarò mai, guarda..... ascolta......

la senti quest'anima impazzita che ama, odia...... brucia...... scalpita e sogna?

che è delusa e che non vuole essere rinchiusa nel recinto degli schemi.

illusa dal suono di un passo che cammina accanto al suo, pulita mentre crede e sogna su un cuore, sporca al risveglio.

tu sai che i sogni svaniscono, io continuo a credere nella loro eterna purezza e sincerità.

non mi guardare ed allunga solo la tua mano, portami ancora sul tuo cuore e fammi riposare, fammi sentire che c'è ancora vita e che ho ancora le forze per ricominciare, per ripartire.

sai, mi sembra di avere un cuore così stanco ma tu dimmi che sono alla fine o regalami la realtà di quest'ultimo sogno che vorrei tanto fosse.

se è no, fammi tornare, ma non farmi più andare.

io per una volta vorrei che mi portassi via quest'illusione prima che porti via me, ora allunga solo la tua mano e fammi riposare, e non pensare.

lo sarai sempre speciale come una nota, delicatamente soffiata, ascoltata, mai dimenticata.

la nota d'inizio e la fine.

speciale tanto da capire, condividere.

fai in modo che sulla tua strada io riesca sempre a ritrovarti,

sei speciale per me, sempre.

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ig6JOQtxyTQ

  

Key on a Mini-Bassoon.

 

We feel very privileged to have been loaned this beautiful instrument for my son, to learn at primary school.

 

11 image focus stack in Photoshop. Samyang 85mm f/1.4 @ 1/4s f/11 ISO 200.

LAQ Trinity head

Maitreya Mesh Body Lara

LAQ-Evelyn Head Applier 2.0

Yokai Masquerada Victoria mask Rare

Tableau vivant Isa hair Redhead

Yasum Bathing Suit Black

Yasum Knee Protector Black

NOIR Claude Shoes

Images of Australia: 11/100 (edited for impact)

Bushfires are a widespread and regular occurrence that have significantly shaped the landscape over millennia. The predominant eucalyptus forests have evolved to thrive on bushfire. However, fires also cause significant property damage and loss of both human and animal life.

Indigenous Australians used to use fire to clear grasslands for hunting and European settlers have also had to adapt to using fire to enhance agriculture and forest management since the 19th century. Controlled burns, using Indigenous knowledge, are being used in many parts of the country to reduce the risk of out-of-control fires.

The land on the above photograph was seriously burnt several year ago, and fire restrictions are part of everyday life in many parts of Australia.

 

🎶 I sit and watch as tears go by🎶(-Rolling Stones)

(© Lise Utne)

Coyote Hills Regional Park. Fremont, California.

Alacant

 

Xiaomi Redmi Note 10 Pro (RAW)

 

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It came to me while driving past the flowerbed yesterday - I know I am a bit off kilter!

الصورة الملتقطه رقم

65

عدد المحاولات

90

... on the big unknown.

 

21st July 2015 and 26th September 2012, © Lise Utne

If you have been around fl!ckr lately, you'll notice a lot of photographers (those who particularly deal with children) and parents who have made their flickrs, F+F (friends and family.)

 

There has been many occasions on where these people, and countless others have had their photographs stolen, only to be used by strangers on other sites. Like Orkut.

 

Call me paranoid, but I am not taking any chance whatsoever.

 

So, take note!

  

(heh also take note of some really awful spelling/grammar mistakes there. It's best not to try and make a serious post on very little sleep. But I'm sure you can gather what I mean.)

Keepsake Mill

Over the borders, a sin without pardon,

Breaking the branches and crawling below,

Out through the breach in the wall of the garden,

Down by the banks of the river we go.

 

Here is a mill with the humming of thunder,

Here is the weir with the wonder of foam,

Here is the sluice with the race running under--

Marvellous places, though handy to home!

 

Sounds of the village grow stiller and stiller,

Stiller the note of the birds on the hill;

Dusty and dim are the eyes of the miller,

Deaf are his ears with the moil of the mill.

 

Years may go by, and the wheel in the river

Wheel as it wheels for us, children, to-day,

Wheel and keep roaring and foaming for ever

Long after all of the boys are away.

 

Home for the Indies and home from the ocean,

Heroes and soldiers we all will come home;

Still we shall find the old mill wheel in motion,

Turning and churning that river to foam.

 

You with the bean that I gave when we quarrelled,

I with your marble of Saturday last,

Honoured and old and all gaily apparelled,

Here we shall meet and remember the past.

 

Robert Louis Stevenson

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