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V241206 - Caballerizas Reales. Os deseo un buen día.

Every night when I would go to sleep

I couldn't stop dreaming about you

Your love has got me feeling kinda weak

I really can't see me without you

And now you're runnin' round in my head

I'm never gonna let you slip away again

It's "Real Love" that you don't know about

 

www.6rb.com/song2/Massari/Massari_Real-Love.ram

 

X250305 - Águila Real. Os deseo un buen día.

DLTBCo. 214

ACBS Araneta Center Bus Station Cubao, Quezon City

sun dial in Pérouges: I will only mark the time of fine days.

hello guys, how's everyone doing? Sorry I've been a little absent lately, I am really busy and I haven't had the time to answer all the messages I got. But be sure I read them all :)

Let me present to you a photo I did for a new store in my city, Saboon - Real Care.

I really liked this photo, the lighting, the colors... and I hope you will too :)

There are more photos on my blog. I hope you'll take a little time to visit and leave a comment there. I would appreciate the support.

 

I think I need a t shirt like his :D

Fotografias tomadas en Alava

My works are not allowed to be used anywhere

The Flickr Lounge ~ Is That Real

 

Thank you to everyone who pauses long enough to look at my photo. All comments and Faves are very much appreciated

Sevilla, Andalucia.

 

Sony DSC-RX10-M4 8.8-220 mm

1/250s f/4 40mm ISO 400

El Palacio Real de Madrid es la residencia oficial del Rey de España, no obstante, los actuales reyes no habitan en él, sino en Palacio de la Zarzuela, por lo que es utilizado para ceremonias de Estado y actos solemnes.

1st day of a nightmarish trekking in Cordillera Real, not far from La Paz (Bolivia, May 2002)

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Petit commentaire en Français pour mes amis francophones : cette photo a été prise dans un état de colère prononcé. Je venais de découvrir que le guide avait oublié de prendre les piquets de ma tente, et je devais donc me préparer mentalement à passer 6 nuits à des altitudes dépassant les 4.000 mètres dans une tente grande ouverte. Chaque soir, j'ai dû partir à la chasse aux cailloux pour limiter au mieux les vélléités aériennes de mon logis. Donc, après cette découverte, j'étais parti faire un petit tour au-dessus du lieu où nous allions passer notre première nuit, histoire de me calmer. La fin de journée approchait, et je suis tombé sur ce charmant paysage. Les couleurs sont telles qu'elles étaient. J'ai simplement ajouté un peu de contraste.

Las Bárdenas Reales en Navarra (España), son un paraje natural semidesértico. Sus suelos son de arcilla, yesos y areniscas que han sido erosionados por el viento y el agua creando formas sorprendentes. En el año 2000 las Bárdenas Reales fueron declaradas Reserva de la Biosfera.

No edit. Strange clouds today. This bridge suddenly became a cloud eraser...

This is what it should look like this time of year

Phoenicurus phoenicurus.

Macho de Colirrojo Real.

Paso migratorio postnupcial. Extremadura.

Stopped for a walk on the way home from work, because I still feel like crap. I was sitting in the grass (once again getting eaten alive by mosquitoes) and spotted this little bunny. It spotted me, too. I wasn’t expecting this!

 

And this sweet little bunny, standing there, made me think of the Velveteen Rabbit. Remember the story?

  

"What is REAL?" the Velveteen Rabbit asked the Skin Horse one day. "Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle?"

  

"Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real."

  

"Does it hurt?" asked the Velveteen Rabbit .

  

"Sometimes," said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. "When you are Real you don't mind being hurt."

  

"It doesn't happen all at once," said the Skin Horse. "You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in your joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand. But once you are Real you can't become unreal again. It lasts for always."

  

Yes... REAL. To fit in, to be loved unconditionally, with all of our flaws and imperfections. To be valued for our honesty, kindness and sincerity. To be appreciated for the good things that we do, even if those good things are outnumbered by the stupid things we do. To be challenged, encouraged, comforted, treasured, needed, wanted, liked and loved. To be REAL ... because it lasts for always. ♥

  

I had a good day yesterday, very busy and tiring. Nearly half the room finished laying the laminate floor and after this coffee I’ll get cracking again. In the last 8 years I’ve put laid laminate in 3 big rooms and a hall and landing but It still took me a little while to get up to speed, it’s those angles into the bay windows that slow me down, still chuff with my efforts. Once the room is finished I can get back to this real wood. This photo was taken in the first week of September, really excited to how it looks now.

Se subían a todas partes, y se comportaban como gatos o perros, no sé, acostumbrados a la humanidad...

There where I was born this was considered as only real coffee. Last time I went to Sarajevo it was hard to find it. Freaking espresso was all over the city.

Globalization destroys traditional values.

Taken with Canon 50mm f1.8 LTM lens from the fifties.

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