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this is just one of a bazillion beautiful scenes to behold at The Flower of Scotland. Read about it here on The SLuggle.
the title of the picture I thought should come from Scotland's Robert Burns, and it's from a lovely love poem called Composed in August which you can find here.
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Pergola Set
[Figure 8] Vineyard Set @ FaMESHed X
• [Figure 8] Vineyard Pergola
• [Figure 8] Vineyard Daybed
• [Figure 8] Vineyard Planter
• [Figure 8] Vineyard Chandelier Medium Chain
• [Figure 8] Vineyard Table Items
Poetry Set from
• Pitaya - Poerty - SideTable w fabric WOOD
• Pitaya - Poerty - Ceramic vase
• Pitaya - Poerty - Flower vase YELLOW
• Pitaya - Poerty - Old Books
• Pitaya - Poerty - Little tree
Other Items
• HPMD* WildGrasses -green- b
• HPMD* Shrub02 - green a
• *alirium* DwarfForest [OldGold]
“I inhale loneliness like it is the sweet smell of virgin earth conquered by fiery rain drops. Within me, I'm a thousand others.
~Faraaz Kazi
I took this at Pitt Addington Marsh on our walk in the rain....you can see the raindrops in the water here.
Poetry at Belvedere CF016573
Union of 5 shots Blending mode
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Thank you so much for your visit and support ..
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He wrote like he spoke, he spoke like he wrote. Broken
poetry, page after page, day after day. See him standing
now at the window, reading the clouds for signs of
the homeless gods who taught him how to speak,
how to write, how to house them between the lines.
THE POET - KHOP.
Captured in Portland's Irvington neighborhood for Looking close... on Friday! theme: Wise Words. HLCoF everyone!
When someone is inspired to create a Poem, he/she is uplifted!!
When someone is uplifted, he/she is temporarily found in a very original, private, personal world of Beauty (or not…), inspiration, and refinement, extreme pleasure (or not…). He/she feels strong emotions and sensations, while creating his/her poem; a huge creativity!!
Poetry in Nature is the creation of Mother Nature’s upliftment!! Which creates enchantment, creativity and inspiration in certain humans..
Lake Genval in Autumn is a Pure Poetry!
When evening shadows fall,
She hangs her cares away
Like empty garments on the wall
That hides her from the day;
And while old memories throng,
And vanished voices call,
She lifts her grateful heart in song
When evening shadows fall.
James Whitcomb Riley
And it was at that age... Poetry arrived
in search of me. I don’t know, I don’t know where
it came from, from winter or a river.
I don’t know how or when,
no, they were not voices, they were not
words, nor silence,
but from a street I was summoned,
from the branches of night,
abruptly from the others,
among violent fires
or returning alone,
there I was without a face
and it touched me.
(Pablo Neruda)
(A big thanks to my dear friend Soul for letting me shoot him)
“The poetry of the earth is never dead.” -John Keats
I’ve learned to cherish wilderness, which wasn’t always the case. Growing up around it made me take it for granted. Now, I realize how much a life outdoors is a life well lived. I always feel better after getting a dose of nature.
The last day of summer was a perfect, mild day in the low 70’s. Autumn announced itself with gusto, dropping the temps to the 50’s the next day. Quite the entrance!
"Art Week Gallery Group"
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Great Egret - - - - - - ( Ardea alba, a.k.a. Casmerodius albus )
Headed for "home," I guess.
Over Lake Emerald, in Oakland Park, Florida -US- near Fort Lauderdale.
Shot from my balcony over the lake, Friday afternoon, August 31, 2007.
See her LARGER, if you wish.
See WHERE. ( When map appears, click "Hybrid" and "+" sign for best map view.)
Taken at ONE BILLION RISING
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Malin Head is located on the Inishowen Peninsula, County Donegal, Ireland and is the most northerly point of the island of Ireland.
Malin Head gives its name to the Malin sea area. There is a weather station on the head, which is one of 22 such stations whose reports are broadcast as part of the BBC Shipping Forecast.
I love to listen to the shipping forecast, even though I don't fully understand it. It sounds like some sort of nautical poetry full of remote, wild coastal names and obscure weather terminology.
Malin:
Wind - West 5 to 7, then backing southwest 4 or 5 later.
Sea State - Rough or very rough.
Weather - Occasional rain or showers.
Visibility - Good, occasionally moderate.
When I hear it, I imagine some poor mariners, tossed and battered by the elements, listening to the same broadcast, hoping for some good news of better weather to come.
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Behold, the eye of the LORD is upon them that fear him, upon them that hope in his mercy;
To deliver their soul from death, and to keep them alive in famine.
Our soul waiteth for the LORD: he is our help and our shield.
For our heart shall rejoice in him, because we have trusted in his holy name.
Let thy mercy, O LORD, be upon us, according as we hope in thee.
(Psalm 33:18-22)
Christmas Poetry
decorate the tree of your life
with garlands of gratitude!
Put pink satin bows in the heart,
yellow, blue, carmine,
Decorate your look with glowing lights
extending the colors in your countenance
On your gift list
in each box, wrap
a little piece of love,
kindness,
tenderness,
reconciliation,
forgiveness!...
CORA CORALINA
Digital Art - Image-editing
Festive Card
Double Exposure
Software: Windows 3D; Pixlr
Edits made to my original photos.
Edições feitas em minhas fotos originais.
Brasília, Brasil
Explore Worthy
Challenge 124 ANNUAL HOLIDAY SEASON Contest (Art from 2021) Please post by Dec. 27
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Entry 5
The Award Tree
New! Challenge 210.0 ~ Seasonal Holiday Cards .30. ~ The Award Tree ~
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Entry 43
“The secret of health for both mind and body is not to mourn for the past, nor to worry about the future, but to live the present moment wisely and earnestly.”
― Bukkyo Dendo Kyokai, The Teaching of Buddha
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=KXlh-ezKeOw
YOU'LL NEVER WALK ALONE – ELVIS PRESLEY
Sometimes in life we come full circle
I see a footprint of my beginning
and here I am back at the start
I see the people who tried to stop me winning
but I rise above them; and leave them far behind
I draw a line in shifting, whispering grains of sand
and something deep inside me drives me on
no looking back; I am complete; I understand
sometimes in life we cannot win them over
it's not our job; it's for a greater Hand
and He will guide me on my journey
bring me safely to the shore
where angels sing; rejoice and hold me
and I will not be frightened any more
He sees in us the pain; the human burden
He sees the weight that life and people bring
He knows how much; He knows and He is certain
He will not give us more than we can take
so that in our hearts and souls we'll always sing
and when at last our cup is brimming over
He lays his Hand upon our heads and soothes our brow
and we feel the greatest love that ever found us
and we are comforted and lighter; it is a miracle somehow
and once more we are peaceful
finding joy in simple things
as darkness; shadows and all our plights
are left behind and taken care of;
whisked away on angel's wings
and soon the lines of strain are smoothed; not furrowed
as clouds reveal the stars of wonder and ethereal light
and we begin to live at last the ever after; forget tomorrow
this moment we exist; and in this moment
I am complete; I am content right here, right now.
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"Poetry is a fresh morning spider web telling a story of moonlit hours of weaving and waiting during a night."
- Carl Sandburg
When I began capturing images with my macro lens, my spider friends were some of my favorite subjects. I especially like how this image allows us to see the thin strands of silk coming from the spider's spinneret.