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As I was focusing on three raindrops that refused to fall from a tree branch near my balcony.
I was reminded of this song sung by B.J. Thomas in 1969.
"Raindrops Keep Fallin' on My Head" is a song written by the great Burt Bacharach and Hal David for the 1969 film "Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid".
The uplifting lyrics describe somebody who overcomes his troubles and worries by realising that "it won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me." (Source: Wikipedia)
Raindrops keep falling on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turning red
Crying's not for me
'Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complaining
Because I'm free
Nothing's worrying me.
RAINDROPS KEEP FALLING ON MY HEAD, 2025
Mientras estaba enfocando tres gotas de agua que se negaban a caer de la rama de un árbol cerca de mi balcón.
Me acordé de esta canción que cantaba B.J. Thomas en 1969.
"Raindrops Keep Fallin' on My Head" Es una canción escrita por el gran Burt Bacharach y Hal David para la película de 1969 "Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid" (En España, el título se tradujo como "Dos Hombres y Un Destino".
La letra inspiradora describe a alguien que supera sus problemas y preocupaciones al darse cuenta de que "no pasará mucho tiempo hasta que la felicidad salga a saludarme". (Fuente: Wikipedia)
Raindrops keep falling on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turning red
Crying's not for me
'Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complaining
Because I'm free
Nothing's worrying me.
A dream
We had to bin everything, absolutely everything. There was a big container, a huge one, square shaped, as large as long, and we were putting everything in it. Like, the whole world had to be disposed of. Everything.
But I had a few things that I put aside, though, in an small envelope that I cared to keep, salvage: a key, a few papers carefully folded in four, a scribbled note from an ex-colleague.
A lady passed by, lofty and mean.
She saw everything...
Look at those antlers! 😍 So gorgeous...but I did feel a bit vulnerable as there was only me and him with lots of bellowing from another Stag behind me somewhere. He locked eyes on me and refused to budge...well why should he I guess...a little unnerving as he was a whopper!! Bumped into him just as the sun was going down...
Roughly half a million tonnes of rubbish are produced in the UK every day.
Early morning, Taunton, Somerset, UK.
Geomagnetic activity pushed the Northern Lights down to where they were visible from Co. Mayo, Ireland on the 2nd of October 2013. That small little annoying gap, in my hedge, that refuses to grow comes in useful at times like this.
They move forward at a pace that refuses the city’s rhythm. Each step measured. Each expression held. No audience, no signal—only the agreement to keep going exactly this way.
It takes effort to be slow when everything around you is rushing past.
It takes trust to do it together.
Some lines aren’t drawn to divide.
They’re held to endure.
It's my choice, formerly I didn't dare to run away for fear that he would chase me to harm me, I managed one day to run away from the house... now I once refuse be to no longer under the influence of anyone, my life belongs to me and I do with it what I want and with whom I want
www.primfeed.com/brookekymberly.resident/posts/f72aaab8-4...
Refuse chute (no longer used) on an upper floor of Keeling House, a modernist apartment block in Bethnal Green, East London. Designed by Denys Lasdun and completed in 1957.
"Right now, my focus is on British complicity in Israel's genocide. Britain continues to sell crucial components for Israel's F35 jets, which are slaughtering the people of Gaza.
Israeli soldiers are trained on British soil, and British nationals freely serve in the IDF while it commits heinous war crimes. Britain shares intelligence with Israel, flies RAF surveillance jets over Gaza. Annual trade between the two countries is worth £6bn a year - with Britain refusing to impose sweeping sanctions." - Owen Jones - www.owenjones.news/p/labour-just-banned-me?utm_campaign=p... ▪️ "When I tried to challenge [Emily] Thornberry, she tried the classic politician’s tactic of filibustering rather than answering the question. She then claimed she had only been supporting a temporary siege, admitting her position was a “mistake” - the first regret I’ve heard her expressed about what she said - and claiming that she had been told in confidence that Israel would only mount a limited Entebbe-style raid to rescue the hostages.
This was despite Israeli leaders and officials making clear their genocidal intent from day one, as I wrote at the time. She refused to say who told her this - and the claim that someone of influence was lying to British shadow ministers about Israel’s intentions is clearly newsworthy. She refused to divulge who, but a functioning media would try and investigate what she was talking about." Owen Jones▪️▪️▪️▪️HOLY GHOST ZONE, Blackpool
...I tried to get her to smile for caroline's birthday, but she simply refused.
ms crabby pants
the rest of us danced around the room to celebrate.
happy birthday, caroline!
I can be changed by what happens to me. But I refuse to be reduced by it.
Maya Angelou
www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Pajf-miGnE
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I had been planning to visit the shipwreck in Wenningstedt-Braderup on the island of Sylt for a long time.
You can read about it:
"In the Wadden Sea between Braderup and Munkmarsch, barely 200 metres from the beach, lies the shipwreck of the once proud three-masted schooner "Mariann".
At low tide, the wooden remains are clearly visible.
Anyone thinking of a shipwreck or even pirates may be disappointed when they learn the true story:
In 1961, the ship was towed into Munkmarsch harbour - by two Sylt residents who wanted to open a floating café on it. However, they were refused the necessary licence, so they anchored the ship a little further north between Munkmarsch and Braderup in the Wadden Sea.
Plan B for the pair: Turn the ship into a cabaret! However, the authorities threw a spanner in the works here too: a pier required for this was not approved.
Due to a lack of alternatives, the ship became an unofficial party ship until a fire broke out on board in 1981. The causes were never clarified."
Source: wenningstedt.de
Leica SL2-S + Lumix 16 - 35mm f4
As I was watching the heron, it slowly made its way over to the geese where their goslings were hunkered down on the bank. Mr Heron politely asked Father Goose if one of his chicks might want to join him for lunch (if you know what I mean). Somewhat rudely, Father Goose declined the very thoughtful invitation.
© AnvilcloudPhotography
Noor is quite the Earthy being, and as such, she does not refuse the rain. She embraces it as the life giver it is, celebrating its role in the process of nature.
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Taken at the Seelie Queen´s garden, her favorite location
(maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Realm%20of%20Fae/224/73/21) in the Mystic Realms!
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Credits:
♡--Headdress: LODE Head Accessory - Hellebore Crown
♡--Horns: +Half-Deer+ Aventine Horns - Cosmology
♡--Rings: . PUKI . My Rings Set
♡--Ears: BentBox Sylvan Ears (Beta 1.0)
♡--Hair: DOUX - Sophie Hairstyle
♡-- Body Jewelry: ERSCH - Bellorica {Legacy} Set
♡--Clothes: Violent Seduction - Bathory Pencil Dress -
Violent Seduction - Tainaron Antique
♡--Umbrella: YOKAI - Lemon Garden Umbrella
♡-- Flowers: [Salem] Body Flowers
♡-- Bindi: Ysoral .: Luxe Piercing Bindi Sophie:.
In its Coronation livery,66023 passes Shrivenham on 07/Jan/25 working 6C03 09.55 Northolt to Severnside SITA loaded refuse containers.
A few of these delightful pipits, were foraging across the recently cut grass, in front of the hide, just asking to have their photo taken, how could I refuse them! A bit smaller than a sparrow, with beautiful markings and colours , more than I have given them credit for in the past. Best viewed large!
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Your visit and any comments are very appreciated ,Hope your all enjoying our late summer burst of sunshine, stay safe.....
Tomx.
Many accuse me of indifference and passivity when I refuse to go into hiding; they say that I have given up. They say everyone who can, must try to stay out of their clutches, it’s our bounden duty to try. But that argument is specious. For while everyone tries to save himself, vast numbers are nevertheless disappearing. And the funny thing is, I don’t feel I’m in their clutches anyway, whether I stay or am sent away. I find all that talk so cliché-ridden and naive, and can’t go along with it anymore. I don’t feel in anybody’s clutches … They may well succeed in breaking me physically, but no more than that. I may face cruelty and deprivation the likes of which I cannot imagine in even my wildest fantasies. Yet all this is as nothing to the immeasurable expanse of my faith in God and my inner receptiveness. I shall always be able to stand on my own two feet even when they are planted on the hardest soil of the harshest reality. And my acceptance is not indifference or helplessness. I feel deep moral indignation at a regime that treats human beings in such a way. But events have become too overwhelming and too demonic to be stemmed with personal resentment and bitterness. These responses strike me as being utterly childish and unequal to the “fateful” course of events. (ET 2002, 487)
-Etty Hillesum
Design and artwork using elements from the government 'Recycle now' iniative. These graphics fit into the councils new Agripa graphic system which is applied to their full fleet of refuse collectors. The graphics are inter-changeable, depending on the season or the promotion the council want to use.