View allAll Photos Tagged Nurturing
Red roses hold promises among their pristine petals, as droplets of rain add the blessing of life, nurturing tomorrow as we hope for beauty and peace.
agapanthus just bursting out of their sheath at the ophthalmologists.
A very happy remainder of Tuesday to you wherever you are
The images of just wearing the 'Slender' mask are nowhere near as interesting as pulling it off one's head.
the interest in photography ...
Taken during a flickr meetup in Taipei Dec 2009.
Taiwan, 2009.
Rolleiflex 3.5T Tessar, Kodak 160NC (a beautiful film, roll given by viajvia, Thank you!)
For my stock & editorial photo collection visit my iStockPhoto by Getty Images Profile or My Adobe Stock Collection:
www.istockphoto.com/portfolio/jorgerodriguezjarsmclucien
or
stock.adobe.com/do/contributor/212183305/JorgeRodriguez-J...
My STORE @ DeviantART:
===================================
www.deviantart.com/jarsmclucien
♀ ..:: JarsMcLucien @ DeviantArtStore::.. ♂
===================================
-----------------------------------------
My Social Accounts, if you wish to follow:
www.twitter.com/MclucienSports --> Twitter - MclucienSports ️
www.discord.gg/YnfgeTAyg8 --> ..:: Discord - Mclucien's World ::..
www.facebook.com/McLuciensART --> Facebook - McLucien's ART Shop
www.instagram.com/jarsmcluciensalazar27 --> Instagram - JarsMcLucienSalazar27
www.twitter.com/JMclucien --> Twitter - JMclucien
www.flickr.com/people/jarsmcluciensworld/ --> Flickr - JarsMcLuciensWorld
I watched the upper point of the aerial tram be built pretty much from the ground up. I remember there were some staunch opponents to it going in, particularly one person whose house was (is?) right below its path. Suffice to say, it was built, and is in operation. I've only ridden it once, and at that time I was sick with a sinus infection, so the quick ascent was painful as all get-out, and I couldn't even properly enjoy the ride! That reminds me, time to be more mindful about the nasal steroids -- spring is coming!!!
PS -- very spotty connection for me these next few days. Having a hard time logging in without a computer. Going to try and fix that today... but it will likely take a week or so :-/
"Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature -- the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter."~ Rachel Carson
Nurture your mind with great thoughts, for you will never go any higher that you.
Chiapas MEXICO
this image is NOT for donation, if you are interested in some image, please contact me andrade@abaimagen.com
Dot not use IT ! Copyright
I think that the modern obsession with pets is a sign of a lonely generation of men and women, desperate to nurture a creature that gives them the love that is not forthcoming from more traditional sources. I often ask the most obsessive pet owners why they are so attached to their pets. I usually hear the same response. The pet gives them more love than any person. More than a spouse, a sibling, or even parents. The dog loves you just the way you are. But the boyfriend tells you that your butt looks fat and you should go to the gym. As my friend Roger explained, “When I come home after a long day’s work, my wife is usually on the phone and the kids are watching TV. Almost no one even notices that I walked through the door. But Laraby, my golden retriever, goes nuts. He runs up to me and almost knocks me down. He wags his tail. It’s like he’s been the waiting the whole day for me. And it makes me feel incredibly special.”
We can never make ourselves feel special. Someone else has to do it for us. And that’s what human love is all about. It’s about someone prioritizing you, focusing on you, pampering you all because you’re special. But in an age that is as self-absorbed and as narcissistic as ours, we’re finding it incredibly difficult to make others feel special. We don’t love ourselves enough to love others.
I was wooed by the shpiel of the rep on the first day in Zante this summer. She told us that Laganas had the most beautiful sandy beach where every evening flocks of turtles would visit to lay their eggs. From the way she spoke of this glorious event I imagined them to be piling up with every wave that reached the shore, that when I reached the beach the sun would have been partially blocked out by their shells. My suspicions should have been raised when she continued her introduction to the island and told us how great it is to watch the sunset rising.
First opportunity I got I set off on my mission to become ‘one’ with the turtles. I reached the beach after a harrowing walk down ‘the strip’ where I was now too old to be encouraged inside for ten free shots and a wet t-shirt. In Laganas the beach appears to be made of cement powder and is multi purpose, used as a coach park and also as a place for al-fresco fornication. Where were my turtles going to be in all this?
It reaches it’s widest point at about a metre deep from the edge of the sea to your first watered down shot and every few metres a cluster of umbrella poles have been thrust deep into the sand. Apparently every hole dug, every disturbed bit of sand could be where a turtle has laid her eggs. Every hole I came to was filled with beer cans. I was convinced that I was just missing them, just a mile more along this trickle of cement and I shall round the headland to be dazzled by the sight of a glistening aquamarine coloured cove with mountains of eggs just hatching. Blonde Adonis-like conservationists would be talking gently to each hatchling, encouraging it to make the most of it’s life and not to get mixed up with drugs. Holding its flipper they would lead it to the water’s edge and and kiss it goodbye, then turn, muscles rippling and look for another baby to nurture whilst they had no shirt on and were twitching their pecs.
Around each corner the sand became slightly more like rubble, there came a point where I didn’t think that even a turtle with a turtle’s head would have the determination to dig through 6ft of concrete.
As I stumbled back over craggy boulders and oil barrels I replayed in my head the words of the rep, I wondered if I had misunderstood; were turtles some kind of slang term for the pairs of teenagers at waist height in the water gyrating and moaning? Were they some kind of man who hangs out in the bars in the evening ‘laying eggs’ – is that a term for dealing drugs? I decide that it has all been some elaborate prank to humiliate gullible tourists and that I shall return home to jeers of, “Oh you didn’t fall for that turtle nonsense did you?” I would forever resent turtles and feel ridiculed by them and each time one was mentioned in conversation (which happens often when you are around men) My face would seize up on one side and tick slightly. I couldn’t face the embarrassment if it wasn’t in fact a joke and I was the only person in the whole of Zante to have missed the tidal wave of shelled creatures. So I stumped up the cash to go on a turtle spotting boat trip. I didn’t see a single turtle but we seemed to hit a lot of floating rocks with our propellers.
Black and white image of my baby grandson at twelve weeks, with his mother.
I usually go for colour as my contacts will know, but wanted an iconic conceptual feel for this shot.
Strictly no use on blogs, or anywhere.
All my photos and written word have copyright and belong to me, Elizabeth Debenham. Strictly no use of any picture without my written permission. Thank you.
Message me on Flickr, or contact me via
Nurturing the future generation with aspiring Hope and Love -- Earth Hour
Due to copyright issue, I cannot afford to offer any free image when request. Pls kindly consult my sole permission to purchase n use any of my images.
Please also note that all the contents in my photostream are strictly copyrighted and deem protected under the "Digital Millennium Copyright Act "and the "Copyright Act of Singapore". Any illegal usage due to overlook or act of copyright infringement, without prio-pertaining legal royalty consent will not be hesitate to pursue undertake "Monetary Prosecution" for liability with His/Her responsibility !
For business contact, please email : men4r@yahoo.com
If you are keen to meet me for further talk, feel free to hit my mobile button : +65 96251521
The penchant of questioning everything is a prerequisite for anyone nurtured in the scientific method, as I was. Even St. Paul said "test everything".
And yet, there are times when rational thought is not enough. Sometimes we just have to believe in something enough to allow us to enter through that portal into the unknown land beyond, as these children are about to do.
After all, we read "Truly, I say to you, whoever does not receive the kingdom of God like a child shall not enter it.”.
Rational? Not hardly. Crucial at times? You bet.
Press L please
The green Earth that has nurtured humanity is slowly beginning to shrivel and die. Many seem blind to changes that are occurring before our very eyes.
This photo was taken by an Asahi Pentax 6 X 7 medium format film camera and Super-Multi-Coated Takumar/6X7 1:4.5/75mm lens with a Pentax 67 82ø Y48(Y2) SMC filter using Efke R50 film, the negative scanned by an Epson Perfection V600 and digitally rendered with Photoshop.
For The Daily Dog Challenge -- 10/2 "Mesmerized"
For Our Daily Challenge -- 10/2 "Making Every Day A Special Day"
For 365: The 2015 Edition -- 276/365
We went to downtown Peoria, IL today to enjoy the Sculpture Walk. It's in an industrial part of the city that is undergoing a lot of restoration and revitalization. I loved that somebody went to the trouble of adding this little bit of living beauty to hide an alley between a couple of buildings, making something beautiful for people instead of an eyesore. Bunny was mesmerized by a big photo session that was going on down the street. Seems like the old buildings are a popular backdrop for high school homecoming pictures.
You can read more about Bunny at TalesAndTails.com.
Collage papers, magazine pieces, Sharpie paint markers and regular markers, stickers, Caran D'ache watercolor crayons.
{"colorSpace":"kCGColorSpaceSRGB","macroEnabled":false,"qualityMode":3,"deviceTilt":-1.007240684824534,"customExposureMode":0,"extendedExposure":false,"whiteBalanceProgram":0,"focusMode":0}
Recently got back from Japan, where i had the opportunity to check out the snow monkeys in Nagano.
It was amazing, being able to get within inches of these animals.
Check out more photos like this at my Facebook Page!