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The cows may be the only ones who truly appreciate the return of the Starlings. This one is for the Smile on Saturday group whose theme is “ animal face”.

Mute Swan reaches for an awkward bit

Where it all started, or where you can find out how it started.

There are stories that should not be forgotten... Well, perhaps we should never forget. From memories, from the past and from our history we learn. Today I begin to record the result of my investigations. A task that has taken me a year, a long year of wandering between the shelves of the Carnelian Archive, where all the Fairlands chronicles are kept. The dust, the smell of leather, paper and history have been my faithful companions in this search, which is now over. It was something personal, yes. It has already been lost in time and in the silence of my relatives over the years, but I needed to know the truth. And the truth, like a polished diamond with countless faces, is not as simple as they imagined. There is no good or bad, but a mixture of the two whose balance maintains the Universe. Anyway, this is not the time to ramble. I think I should pick up the scattered fragments, hinted at in these flickr posts, and tell the whole story, though maybe not the whole truth, who knows....

 

Story, style card and credits here

SOMEONE - Angel Skin - Vanilla @ ebodyEvent

SOMEONE- Goddess Body Skins - Reborn - Vanilla @ ebodyEvent

Loki - Fiona Backless Top @ ebodyEvent

Skellybones -- Lilith Garter + Thong @ ebodyEvent

[piXit] Sweet Desire - P2 @ ebodyEvent

 

REBORN by eBODY v1.69.4

 

REBORN - Juicy Boobs

REBORN - Juicy Rolls

MAZE - Soft Thighs BoM - eBody Reborn

DOUX - Cynthia Hairstyle @ Tres Chic event

 

Otago Peninsula.

 

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Please do not use this photo on any websites or for personal use.

Thank you.

 

©2018 Fantommst

 

I usually like my personal space (unless you are one of the rare people I let close) but with all this stuff going around I had to get my personal space spray at hand LOL

Featuring:

:::FurtaCor::: Debra Dress - this dress can be found at Tres Chic

 

This healthy looking fox had just finished eating his (or her) fill of black sunflower seeds spilled over from a bird feeder platform. He was in good company with two or three red squirrels and a variety of birds all keeping a wary eye on him - not to mention a number of eager photographers (myself included) happily snapping away on a balcony perched above. You would think he might be camera shy but no worries, he was completely unconcerned and trotted a bit further away, where he lay down in the snow for a little personal hygiene. An hour later, he was still at it. No wonder it was such a pristine looking animal.

Canon EF85mm f/1.2L II USM | Kodak T-max 400 Pro | HC-110

(fotografare è dare modo alle visioni di rendersi reali )

2nd of my personal effects pictures: Swiss Army Knife.

Inspired by "Petite Angèle" by Monsieur Balavoine...<3

 

and probably ... hum ...

  

"Faut vraiment que je dise à Angèle

Qu'ici c'est la révolution

Que tous les mômes foutent en l'air les poubelles

De la région

Qu'elle prenne sa bécane qu'elle sorte de chez elle

Qu'elle laisse tomber son feuill'ton

Pour me donner sur ces jeux rebelles

Une explication

Oh

Mais Angèle

Oh

 

Angèle me dit qu'il faut que je comprenne

Qu'ils ont forcément leurs raisons

Ils veulent savoir vers quoi on les entraîne

Et qui ils sont

C'est normal que ça leur pose un problème

Vu que PERSONNE ne leur répond

Angèle me dit qu'il faut que je comprenne

Leur réaction

Oh

Mais Angèle

Oh

{...}

Oh

Ma petite Angèle

Oh

 

C'est une gamine qui n'a que la quinzaine

Laisse exploser ses émotions

Par son goût de la révolte sans haine

Et ses passions

La jeunesse est une douleur si ancienne

En manque de compréhension

Qu'on devrait tous avoir pour Angèle de l'adoration

 

Reviens mon Angèle

Oh

{...}

Oh, oh, oh, Angèle

La, la, la,

La, la,la,

Oh, oh, oh"

 

Website: Maria Sciandra • Abstracts + Streets of Mexico

Humanity has evolved through the years. With the help of science and technology we have made our lives better and easier. And we all try to make our personal illusions true. Yet sometimes we struggle. We struggle when we live packed together in our small concrete boxes. We struggle as we have to face a new type of difficulties. Whether this is being disconnected from each other or the routine that kills our creativity and the real, face to face, communication. And some people have to fight even for things that most of us consider as given. These people deserve our respect and we should be looking up to them. We should be proud of finding them among thousands of faces we see every day when we commute to work, when we go out for a walk, when our eyes randomly meet a stranger's eyes, or when we "meet" people virtually. These people have strong eyes and clean souls. each and every one of us carries his own "load" and we do it proudly. But some among us have to do it without relying on help from anybody. And that's admirable. Modern day life is different, modern day life can be hard. Let's look at the person next to us and smile at him as behind his eyes there may be a story full of personal sacrifices and struggles.

 

Haris and Panos Katsimihas - Personal Illusions

www.youtube.com/watch?v=oynDjwbXlnI

 

(the song's lyrics)

We live our little stories

in the city's downtown and its neighborhoods

drunken dreams, cancelled plans

desperate phonecalls

 

then again I think maybe you weren't

what I've dreamed of

but I remember one night I saw the eyes of sadness

smilling at me

 

Maybe I wasn't what you've dreamed I was

after all, it's just personal illusions

I feel like I'm losing you ...

my sweet love goodnight

fr.youtube.com/watch?v=77dpr83yxPY

  

"Heure hindoue, rentrer tard

Tard ou tôt, c'est comme on l'entend

Et j'ai l'idée d'une idée dans les airs

Et décoller de ce bitume et ces pavés

A fond de cale dans l'air silencieux

Oublier cette putain de pluie, la nuit est finie

Peut-être enfin demain nous appartient

 

Gemini, même si je n'suis rien, si j'suis personne, personne,

Gemini, un grain de poussière dans la grisaille

Gemini, un parfum qui vient de quelque part

Où les portes ne sont pas closes

Over the rainbow

 

Heure hindoue, rentrer tôt

Tôt ou tard c'est comme on le sent

Et j'ai l'idée d'm'élever dans l'espace

Oublier ce putain d'ennui, la nuit est finie

Je sais enfin que demain nous appartient

 

Gemini, même si je n'suis rien, si j'suis personne, personne,

Gemini, sortir ce matin de la grisaille

Gemini, je crois en quelque chose, quelque part

C'est sûr il y a autre chose

Over the rainbow

 

Heures hindoues, imprécises

Et tu voudrais que je t'emmène, alors viens

Dans la vie martienne"

 

Etienne Daho - "Heures Indoues"

  

The first camera from my father,

and me 😀

II know I spend far too much time trying to photograph blue jays. I find it a personal affront that they seek to do their best to hide behind the first layer of foliage when they fly away so you can't get their photo.

 

So, it was with great glee that I tracked this one into a tree where he thought he was invisible but he did not take into account the angle I had on him which gave me a tunnel through the leaves to where he was sitting.

 

By the way, did you spot the moth that he has captured?

 

Be Still My Soul - Three Violins

 

BiG THANKS to EVERYONE for your personal comments and also your support from selected groups.

Awards are always encouraging and especially appreciated from those add my work to their collection of 'faves'.

 

Cheerz G

   

Prayers inside the small Lamaria church in Ushguli. It's not recorded when it came into existence. But it's estimated from the way it's built that it is from the 9th or 10th century. Got to love these paintings.

His armor against the sun and the camera.

Street light during our last snow storm

I am almost ready to post African birds! This is a teaser:

Red-billed Oxpecker on Impala

 

And a Steenbok in the first comment box.

Laurent Voulzy... <3www.deezer.com/track/599875

 

"Ce matin le vent,

Apporte de l'ouest

Quatre nuages lents,

Ils ont dû voir hier

Quatre volets bleus

Ouverts sur l'océan,

Pousse le vent.

 

Elle était assise,

Sur le chemin de douane

Ou elle vient souvent,

Elle a vu c'est sûr

Ces quatre nuages

Et mis ses rêves dedans.

Porte le vent.

 

Bon,

Ce vent me donne de l'espoir,

Et puis c'est un peu notre histoire,

Elle a toujours vu venir

Les nuages avant,

Pousse le vent.

 

Quatre doux soupirs,

Traversent tranquilles

Le ciel d'occident,

Mais je m'attends au pire,

Un vent qui tournerait

Un vent d'autan,

Tourne le vent.

Tourne le vent.

 

Ciel,

Aujourd'hui j'aime ton présage,

Je bénis ton aréopage,

J'effleurerai sa bouche

Avant longtemps

Vive le vent.

 

Aie,

Quand le vent d'ouest

Mettra les voiles,

J'interrogerai quatre étoiles,

Qui voient comme elle me voit

Des volets bleus,

En attendant,

Souffle le vent. "

 

Blüte ( 0,5cm ) vom Horn- Sauerklee / Oxalis corniculata -- Macro 1/1 und

1 kleiner Wassertropfen auf Rost .

Meine persönliche Umsetzung des Montagsthemas - Wasser -

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blossom from Oxalis corniculata (0,5cm) Macro 1/1 and a little water drop on rust .

my personal implementation of the Monday theme - Water -

A Lesser Black-backed Gull makes room for itself. Taken at Linlithgow in February

2025-Germany;

Your own personal Jesus.

Someone to hear your prayers.

Someone who cares. Project-365-013

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