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Leibah ~ Paula Bridal @ Main Store : Leibah Bridals & Clothing Second life
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So today my minds are with my father! He past away almost 2 years ago. And today is his Birthday.
You past away but my memories still are here. And a person is just gone if we do not think about him anymore. Today the 14th of November is your Birthday and i keep our lifetime moments in my heart! I visited you this morning and told you i share a picture for your remembrance.
Tracks in the sand
One night I had a dream:
I was walking along the sea with my master.
Against the dark night sky
shone, like streaks of light,
images from my life.
And each time I saw two footprints in the sand,
my own and my master's.
When the last image passed my eyes
I looked back.
I was startled to discover
that in many places of my life's journey
there was only a trace to be seen.
And those were the hardest times of my life.
Concerned, I asked the Lord:
"Lord, when I began to follow you,
you promised me
to be with me in all my ways.
But now I discover
that in the hardest times of my life
there is only a trace in the sand.
Why did you leave me alone
when I needed you most?"
Then he answered, "My dear child,
I love you and will never leave you alone,
especially in times of need and difficulty.
There, where you have seen only a trace
you have seen,
I have carried you."
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Almost one year since life changed dramaticly. It`s been the 1st of November when suddenly my world collapsed. From one second to the other nothing has been same like before. Big changes in life started to proceed from that day on until if finally ended in december. Hard times which noone should go through. But we gotta carry on - even if i often feel lost without you! This bench is the place we used to spent so much time together. Where we had so much laughs and so much profound thoughts. I visit this bench so many times and share my memories in my mind with you - even if i think i`m lost without you :(
The Photography let`s me get over it and express my feelings about that loss!
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The last of my November Roses ~✿~
A farewell until next Spring ...)))
Hope to return soon my friends ~ღ~
Wishing you all a beautiful day / night ~
Hugs & Kisses Always ~♥~
Guns ~N~ Roses ~
November Rain Instrumental ~
© Sharon ~ღ~
"Macro Mondays" Jan 25
lockdown song, album or genre of music
I chose this song for three reasons.
The first, I love the song and all the music they make (Gunds N' Roses) ; second, I love rock music; third is a melancholic song that emerges in our feelings from within, this winter has been really horrible, I think that after the summer that was a respite for many, suffering this second wave of covid has been more difficult and the rains remind me of this song a lot.
I hope everyone is safe and take good care of themselves.
"Happiness is the state of mind", so true
Pain is indeed the jouney the mind takes,
Through rough roads of sorrow and sufferings
Awaiting one royal tear of highest achievement
Unique that you are in God's creation !
May this November that got you through the tumultuous journey,
year long,
Bring to you, your utmost prized possession ,
"Happiness is the state of mind" so true.
- Anuj Nair
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Have a wonderful weekend and Happy November to everyone~!
Today very little sign of the 15cm of snow we had yesterday. Just cold hard rain but hey, no complaints. Just hearing it is so good.
Besides I've been wanting to tag this song for a very long time and of course feel free to play very loud
Abends an einem Novemberregentag in Eutin , Weihnachten ist in der Vorbereitung
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7WDF Thursday: B&W
走出捷運站，從地下道往上一階階踏著，有期待，抬頭看到的會是怎樣的台北?
Stepping out of the MRT station, step by step, I was expecting the view once I looked up...
李宗盛 Jonathan Lee【飄洋過海來看你 I came over the ocean to see you】
Explore - 10.11.2021
… in RainCity… aka Vancouver, Canada.
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When I look into your eyes
I can see a love restrained
But darlin' when I hold you
Don't you know I feel the same
'Cause nothin' lasts forever
And we both know hearts can change
And it's hard to hold a candle
In the cold November rain
We've been through this such a long long time
Just tryin' to kill the pain
But lovers always come and lovers always go
An no one's really sure who's lettin' go today
Walking away
If we could take the time to lay it on the line
I could rest my head
just knowin' that you were mine
All mine
So if you want to love me
then darlin' don't refrain
Or I'll just end up walkin'
in the cold November rain
Do you need some time.. on your own
Do you need some time.. all alone
Everybody needs some time.. on their own
Don't you know you need some time.. all alone
I know it's hard to keep an open heart
When even friends seem out to harm you
But if you could heal a broken heart
Wouldn't time be out to charm you
Sometimes I need some time.. on my own
Sometimes I need some time.. all alone
Everybody needs some time.. on their own
Don't you know you need some time.. all alone
And when your fears subside
and shadows still remain
I know that you can love me
when there's no one left to blame
So never mind the darkness
we still can find a way
'Cause nothin' lasts forever
even cold November rain
Don't ya think that you need somebody
Don't ya think that you need someone
Everybody needs somebody
You're not the only one
You're not the only one
West Pond, Parsonsfield, Maine.
Panorama view of West Pond today as the rain storm we had for the past twenty hours finally ended and started to clear out.
This latest storm gave us two and a quarter inches of rain in just under twenty hours.
'As rain falls equally on the just and the unjust, do not burden your heart with judgements but rain your kindness equally on all.' - Buddha
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NOVEMBER RAIN – GUNS N' ROSES
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AUTUMN I by Vivaldi – NIGEL KENNEDY
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AUTUMN II by Vivaldi – NIGEL KENNEDY
NOVEMBER RAIN
When November skies cry out their pain
and Buddha's tears fall down as rain
the Autumn leaves fall down again
in burnished gold abandonment
capable of letting go
trees don't discern from friend or foe
but shed and scatter all around
their foliage carpet on the ground
we tread and kick the leaves up high
some catch the wind and reach the sky
others may adhere themselves to limbs
that look so bare as Winter slims
full-bodied landscapes; the art of Masters
water-coloured, oils and faster
splashes, dots like pointillism
paint generously the rainbow's prisms
the multi-coloured hues of Fall
the baring forests stand so tall
and quite prepared to give their all
to perfect bold abandonment
we relish change of seasons such
as this one with it's harvest much
and luscious, full and rosy lips
rose-gold kiss abandonment
poetic justice; fire and musty
apple wood, sweet and smelling ripe
lingers long and leaves us longing
for more to whet our appetite
In Summer most we see is sun
and feel the warmth upon our skin
but Autumn is a visual treat
to gift our eyes before we sleep
oh how I wish to hibernate
come Winter with it's threatening storms
and ice-cold winds that bite and nip
my fingers, toes as different forms
come bustling, breezing through the open
doors and floors are wet with melted
snow and ice; I long for nice
hot cocoa with a few marshmallows
pink and white, that soothe and mellow
warm the cockles of my heart
and smooth the feelings that depart
as Autumn falls and Winter beckons
with icy fingers; Jack Frost reckons
he can paint inside the glass
a pattern etched that will stick fast
and never touch it with your tongue
you'll stick and have to wait for Mum
to softly release you from this task
you set yourself; and you will laugh
at this sweet memory of your past
when your family was still complete
now scattered, lost or just divided
left behind where you resided
why did they have to go away
like Autumn leaves and Summer days
but come the Spring and come the thaw
you may hear knocking at your door
and those that left to travel wide
may smile and hug and step inside
Four Seasons by Vivaldi playing
inside your head and on turntable
round and round; spinning gently
another year; and there are plenty
yet to come now you are winning
plans can be made and find you grinning
the joy of life; the joie de vive
Buddha watches; never leaves
enigmatic smile; all-knowing
buds on trees will soon be showing
renewal; rejuvenate the Earth
a time for living; for what it's worth
and now you know it's worth a lot
a year you thought might bring your end
a borrowed year that saw you mend
a year that taught you; value friends
and live and love and laugh awhile
for peace begins with just one smile
and harmony's gift to Mother Earth
brings treasures full; beyond monetary worth
that only sweet abandonment
as with the trees that teach us much
to love; be loved is all enough
and letting go is not so bad
and will not always leave us sad
for like the trees begin again
so can we live through all our pain
and come the Spring we'll be reborn
and sprouting trees shelter us from harm
like the arms of Buddha and the arms of man
joined together in perfect sweet abandonment
giving thanks for all we have
letting go so there is more
for everyone to go around
we are united; we are found.
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Owls, with their piercing eyes and silent flight, often seem to ask, "Who are you?" These mysterious birds of prey, renowned for their wisdom and nocturnal habits, possess an aura of enigmatic curiosity. With their ability to see in the dark and turn their heads nearly 270 degrees, they appear to be guardians of the night, forever questioning the secrets that unfold in the darkness. Owls' distinctive calls, haunting and hauntingly beautiful, seem to beckon us to delve deeper into the mysteries of the natural world, inviting us to explore and understand the hidden aspects of our surroundings. In their gaze and presence, owls challenge us to reflect upon our own identities and the profound interconnectedness we share with the wild world they inhabit.
November Rain
These trees are on the site that formally contained Bristol's main shopping area. Much of this area was heavily damaged in the Blitz during the Second World, War 75 years ago today
West Pond, Parsonsfield, Maine.
Panorama view of West Pond today as the rain storm we had for the past twenty hours finally ended and started to clear out.
This latest storm gave us two and a quarter inches of rain in just under twenty hours.
A melancholy mood haunts my garden in November.
"The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sear.
Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the withered leaves lie dead ... Where are the flowers, the fair, young flowers, that lately sprang and stood
In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood? ...
The rain is falling where they lie, but the cold November rain, calls not, from out the gloomy earth, the lovely ones again."
~ William Cullen Bryant