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Photos taken at the National Zoo in Washington D.C.. The females and males are separated now that they are older, the moms Shera and Naba are with the girls and Dad Luke is with the boys. The coloring on this is a little weird - couldn't get the right combination of adjustments but still a pretty kitty.
... im Luxor in Köln. Review & Setlist: meinzuhausemeinblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/dirty-pretty-thi... oder www.konzerttagebuch.de
"Pretty" as most of them mispronounce her name, is a bubbly, vibrant, sweet and 'Talkative' lady with a permanent clip on her teeth. I've volunteered couple of times to drop her home from work...and man from her school to college, from her chittappa to some very far distant relative, from dancing to chatting.....all these in just a short 20 mint drive from office to her place.
Fortunately the evolutionary cycles of men helped gain this brilliant ability to shut down their brains when they want it to.
Pretty Lights headlined the late-night show in the Boom Boom Tent at the Hangout Music Festival in Gulf Shores, Ala.
Students in the school of Art & Design are rather... creative. Too bad this display was totally dead and had to get sent to Apple. Hope they did something nice with it.
Pretty Lights headlined the late-night show in the Boom Boom Tent at the Hangout Music Festival in Gulf Shores, Ala.
Flower Chorus
O such a commotion under the ground
When March called,"Ho there! ho!"
Such spreading of rootlets far and wide,
Such whisperings to and fro!
"Are you ready?" the Snowdrop asked,
" 'Tis time to start , you know."
"Almost, my dear! the Scilla replied,
"I'll follow as soon as you go."
Then "Ha! ha! ha!" a chorus came
Of laughter sweet and low,
From millions of flowers under the ground,
Yes, millions beginning to grow.
"I'll promise my blossoms," the Crocus said,
"When I hear the blackbird sing."
And straight thereafter Narcissus cried,
"My silver and gold I'll bring."
"And ere they are dulled," another spoke,
"The Hyacinth bells shall ring."
But the Violet only murmured , "I'm here,"
And sweet grew the air of Spring.
O the pretty brave things, thro' the coldest days
Imprisoned in the walls of brown,
They never lost heart tho' the blast shrieked loud,
And the sleet and the hail came down;
But patiently each wrought her wonderful dress,
Or fashioned her beautiful crown,
And now they are coming to lighten the world
Still shadowed by winter's frown.
And well may they cheerily laugh "Ha! ha!"
In laughter sweet and low,
The millions of flowers under the ground,
Yes, millions beginning to grow.
~ Ralph W. Emerson
Typical Glaswegian girls dressed to match, on a Saturday night, smoking outside "Everything is a Pound" store. I added a mosaic to it - as I thought it required it...
I bought Ted some new treats for holiday, they were Fish & Parsley and boy were they stinky.....As usual Ted LOVED them, as you can probally tell in this pic. His eyes are very focused lol
I really like the glistening water bokeh in this one :D
Saw these flowers yesterday, thought to myself - yes this is the start of nicer things to come - I've so missed seeing flowers...