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I've been walking in the same way as I did
Missing out the cracks in the pavement
And tutting my heel and strutting my feet
"Is there anything I can do for you dear? Is there anyone I can call?"
"No and thank you, please Madam. I ain't lost, just wandering"
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Na nè ....
Đây là 1 des t dành cho mày :)
Mày biết k ...
T và mày đã qen nhau cũng hơn 1 năm r nhỉ
T biết mày từ lúc l8 ... khi m chơi w Su :)
T thấy mày cũng khìn khìn giống t lắm ... nên t cũng khoái nói chuyện với mày ....
Biết bao nhiêu kỉ niệm t w mày ...
Hồi hè[cuối năml8] t w m , với Su , vs a Hải bắn Gunny chí choé ....
Vui har Na har ....
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Còn l9 , t đc học chung với mày ...
Đc thân với m hơn
:)
Như thế cũg vui lắm ....
Lâu lâu thấy m khùm khùm với dễ thượng theo cách riêng của mình :)
T quí m lắm ...
Mày hay chia sẻ vui buồn hay tâm sự với mọi người :)
Hay lúc biều diễn thời trang ở trường ...
...
T rất vui khi có 1 ng bạn như mày =]
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Thế mà hnay t biết mai hay mốt gì đó
Mày k ở đây nữa mà đi Cam với gia đình ...
Đối với t thì buồn lắm ...
Biết là mốt sẽ k đc gặp mày - hay vài câu ch tếu tếu của mày hay những trò đùa hài hước ....
Sẽ k còn 1 người bạn ngồi cuối lớp nữa ....
(:
Na nè !
Đừng buồn nha
Ráng qua đó sống tốt nha mày ....
Ăn nhiều cho mập tí - ốm quá bệnh ý =]
Lúc nào cũg dth* với khùm khùm nthế mãi nhá ...
..Even where I'll luv u 4ever
Na à ...
9.10 sẽ k bh qên Na đâu [ cũng như Huệ ] :)
9.10 yêu Na nhiều lắm ....
Na đừng bh qên 9.10 nhé :)
Na nè ... qua đó , lâu lâu mess tụi này vài tin nhé :)
Yêu Na nhiều
Thân ,
Sứa não
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P.S : Đọc song đừng khóc đó . =) Sứa mãi nhớ và yêu Na . Khi nào nhớ lớp thì hãy về r tụi mình rủ nhao hop lớp nhá
S <3 N
I wish it would have been a bit darker outside when I tried this so I wouldn't have had to use such a high fstop to be able to keep the shutter open longer. I'm in my front yard once again, entertaining the neighbors. Trying to keep sending out positive messages this week.
BEST SEEN LARGE!
"I'll send an SOS to the world..., I hope that someone gets my ... I hope that someone gets my message in a bottle" (The Police). I found this bottle on the beach today and was able to make this shot with the lovely soft light of the sunset. No need to ask, yes I got wet feet and as it now seems also a cold.
FYI - I took the bottle with me and threw it into the thrash... and may I wish all of you a happy 2008!
Videoclip of the earlier mentioned song:
A fitting day to send out a message of peace. Even though I may not be an American I still pay tribute and honor those who lost their lives 8 years ago today and in the subsequent activites that have happened since. I was in Grade 12 when the events of 9/11 took place and I remember every feeling, every sound, every emotion that went through my mind that day. I remember being woken up by my mom and watching the news in my parents bedroom. I remember walking with my little brother to the end of the street, noticing the eerie silenc of the skies above...they were a crystal clear blue and the absence of plane trails hit me quite hard. It was a day that I don't think anyone can ever really forget.
I had an interesting day today, I substituted in a Grade 2 class which was SO different than working in a middle school...hahaha. Since I still don't have a full-time job I've been working at a few places on-call which is helpful. Anyways, the students were so little and funny and I forgot how random little kids can be sometimes. Here's the best conversation I had today with one of the boys:
Student: "How old are you?"
Me: "How old do you think I am?"
Student: "17"
Me: "That's close enough for me" (I'm actually 25)
Student: "Are you smart?"
Me: "Well I think so"
Student: "What's 90 plus 90?"
Me: "180"
Student: "WOAH! You ARE smart! Do you watch Family Channel?"
Me: "um...no, let's get back to work now..."
It was so random and so funny and they kept trying to stump me with questions like "what's a million plus a million?" and they seemed genuinely impressed when I answered....
Hope you all have a good weekend and a peaceful friday!
11/365
TOTW: Heroes: John Lennon is certainly a hero of mine, but also this is dedicated/a tribute for all those affected by 9/11.
30 Songs in 30 Days: Imagine by John Lennon
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Calm seas send shallow ripples over black sands to create a beautiful mirror reflecting the indigo and purple tones of twilight and the stunning promontory mountains of Vestrahorn, on the Stokksnes Peninsula, near Hofn, Iceland.
Several years ago, my wife and I were in southeast Iceland for a few days on a late winter stopover and the ocean hurled angry and dangerous waves at the shores without pause for whole time we were there. Needless to say, carefree rambling through the shallow surf was not so advisable then. Expecting more of the same on this trip, I was pleasantly surprised to find these beautifully placid conditions allowing us to work these beach reflections well past nightfall (when the aurora later joined the scene) and to experience this cusp of the great frigid expanse of the North Atlantic without concern of being drawn out into the darkening abyss.
I really like the area in the foreground center of this image where, in our familiar experience in photography as with the naked eye, the angle of view leaves the rippled sheen of water transparent rather than reflective as elsewhere in the image. Sometimes I might have changed the camera angle or cropped out that area so as to go with a more pure reflection image, but the inky blackness of the wet sand beach in the rapidly waning light here was a significant part of my visual experience as I walked through the shallow encroaching waves, and I wanted to try to include a bit of that experience in the image.
A slightly closer look also reveals one other person a ways up the beach. I spared the cloning brush and left his or her distant red-jacketed presence in this image because I thought it added to the sense of the remote vastness here in this later hour after other visitors had left with the light of day.
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Here's one of my workshop attendees capturing the arch of the Milky Way over the Mittens in Monument Valley in early March 2016.
For those attending my late March 2017 5 night Arches NP Milky Way workshop, I will be bringing everyone to this secret site of mine for their own take of the arch of the Milky Way. In this workshop I include 3 days of 4 hour Photoshop Milky Way post processing sessions so you may see how to bring out the best in your Milky Way photos.
I am taking advanced reservations for a March 2017 workshop here. If interested in getting on the list before it is full, please send me a message. I restrict the workshop to 6 people.
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Time to chill out to Project Blue Sun's song ... Sun-Naked.
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An orchid in a deep forest sends out its fragrance even if no one is around to appreciate it.
Confucius
Sometimes you just want to take pictures of some very cute, nice looking Hoots, right...?
On a more serious note; this picture was taken a few days ago in the afternoon. Just recently, two long-eared owls have taken up residence at our local church. Wasting no time, I jumped over to the spot to take multiple pictures. This one is certainly the best of all the others I took. Not everyday you get to experience such scenario in the wild, let alone up close and personal!
I've already gone down this hill by the right side track (in the photo) on my MTB.
It is impossible to pedal upwards. Looks like a wall. It’s one step forward and two steps back :)
It takes about 10 or 15 minutes to go up the hill by the left side (in the photo) for a 10 seconds downhill ride. The descent should be about 30 meters with a height difference of about 20 meters. It's a little scary, I confess.
More aerial photos in this Flickr album.
This is what it looks like when about 800 people leave San Francisco at once. Emirates 226 Super, an Airbus A380 bound for Dubai, UAE, leads Speedbird 71F, a Boeing 747-400 bound for London up the Mike line to Spot 1.
Just wanted to send a big heartfelt thank-you and a sugar cookie to share with each and every one of you who have taken the time to send the sweetest flickr mails, emails, & comments on not just my cakes & cupcakes, but also on my little lollidolls!
I am so happy that you have enjoyed seeing what i do as much as i enjoy doing it!
And...i am especially tickled by all the sweet, kind words regarding the lollies! =0)
Even though clothespin dolls are not an original idea by any means, ~ they've been around for decades ~ i'm so delighted that you've all appreciated the different little twists and spins i've put on mine such as their unique hand-sculpted accessories and signature "stripey tights"!
Flickr is a wonderfully inspiring place & i am so grateful & happy to be a part of it. You have all inspired me in so many ways, and hopefully in some little way i have inspired your own sweet imaginations as well!
p.s....i have been so absolutely terrrribly busy with cakes and sweets lately, so please forgive me if i have not gotten back to you yet! I will be emailing again very soon!
I am so sooo sorry! I apologize!!
we send our dreams when we're kids to the sea, only to go back to it again years later to ask the endless sea to take our dreams that we've confessed of giving up.. send them away to the depth of the ocean, ask for it to be forgotten, and forgiven..
Santa Monica, CA. June 2012.
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As I backed away, he seemed to relax a little. His ears came forward and his eyes were less narrowed and his back not as arched. He is still marking his territory while looking me dead in the eyes. A clear message. Right after this shot he seemed to decide I was not a threat. He leisurely strolled away from the tree.
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Die knapp 10 km lange Vizinalbahn von Senden nach Weißenhorn weißt eine relativ hohe Fahrzeugvielfalt auf. Bunt gemischt verkehren hier im Stundentakt 612er, 642er (1x/2x/3x) und 644er vom Bw Kempten. Am 27.4.2018 war 612 090 "Lindau" auf dem Weg nach Ulm Hbf und legt in Wullenstetten gerade einen Bedarfshalt ein.
My heart is broken for everyone touched by these horrible fires. Sending love to all that have been affected. <3
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When a step sends us sliding on a glass land,
we learn wariness.
We’ll believe second, letting others take the lead;
examining the benefits of believing -
an environment much won.
As life’s afternoons disappear
and the daily dark comes so soon,
we mark any opposite with warning -
too busy alive, being one...
A thin divide,
we step out onto glass each waking day,
an average magazine couple
come in years to material age,
learning the new dozen mean words
we use along the red answer -
and that’s
only consistent
with how we see ourselves and our lives
on the hungry edge...
not much more than idea animals
of spot purpose and chance effect.
And that glass plane so square
we try to walk on...
Wouldn’t we stick suggested to what felt familiar?
Glass like ice, cold for space...
Beneath us lies a proper place
for hungry lives to go for nourishment...
We, an all-season age
entered upon
now huge minutes;
a found notice lay growing;
a solution of bread and fishes to hunger,
seeing the glass now clear and limitless beneath -
and that makes us question
what we’ve believed to be...
what we’ve believed to be
those fatal edges where the drop has horror to it...
Maybe they’re there – maybe not...
and even if they are – those limits so like walls
despite their opposite fall –
now we know, seeing clear beneath us,
that down there beneath us,
where we for so long
have lived apart
only on the sliding surface,
used to choring effort just to keep a level pace –
that down there beneath us...
grows the rest of us...
alive in this same life...
as much of us as any waking day can win,
and more than we can ever know...
and if we didn’t try to find that out –
what more we may become –
what opens up our afternoons,
multiplies our hunger in so many other ways -
even as our taste is satisfied by fishes
and miraculous bread...
if we didn’t try to find that out –
as worlds swing open wide –
where’s the fun in that?
© Keith Ward 2006
Re: "On A Glass Land" - Punctuation has been revised from the version of the poem appearing in my book "Hit Head On." Also, italics was added for this online version. Originally I added italics to simulate the way I deliver the poem in oral presentation, but it seemed to muddy the reading of it more than clarify a difficult poem; so I removed the "emphasis" italics.
The photo was taken at Dickinson College in Carlisle, PA, on Monday March 27. I'd completed the second weekend class in a course on Life Coaching - something that feels closer than anything encountered in my 50 years to being what I want to do when I grow up - and took Monday off too. There was percolating from the weekend goin' on. I drove west in the early morning, not knowing where I would end up or what I'd be doing exactly - just that I wanted to walk, to think, to contemplate, to take pictures, and to read the course materials. On impulse I turned off Route 81 and entered the city, and by following something undefined in me, parked near the college. I walked for a long time - through the campus, then out into residential streets. It was a mulling stroll, not my usual exercise walk (when I do walk, that is - I've been out of the habit lately). The rest of the morning was spent reading, most of the time outside in the sun, sitting in a chair in a grassy courtyard at the law school, the wind clicking the branches of the trees.
I'm on a glass land alright... It's not been once and done - discovering my layer habitat, then keeping that learning. Relearning, I've found, has had to be built into my way of living - reinforcement of knowing - or else it fades... unknowing.... "Life is always pulling you away from the understanding of life." (Anne Morrow Lindbergh) Don't I know it! :)
On the way back to my car I noticed the reflection in the window you see in the photo, stopping abruptly a few paces past the window, then walking backwards to bring the reflection again into view. I might wish for a shot where the window's crosspieces were more symmetrical. But then the reflection wouldn't be like this. I worked with what I had, and made it what you see, enhancing the color and bringing out the blacks and oranges more. The trees reflected in the window were distorted in the first place, the window making them more so. (Check it out on the larger size setting - the intricate lines and the colors are really cool.)
There's something about the photo that speaks to me... the separate panes too... It's not what I originally had in mind for a photo accompanying "On A Glass Land" - I'd thought I'd use something that was definitely evocative of a walking surface - something that would match the theme of there being a "beneath." This photo isn't like that. Literally, anyway. Yet it seems to work with the poem.
And that's one of the best qualities of life and living, ya know? The possibilities... The never knowing from one moment to the next what sure plan will marvelously transmute in a sense of wonder... and through that wonder, for that moment and maybe longer yet, it all feels different... the world... you... You know with certainty that the world and you and everything really is like this - the way you now see it... and potential fills where habit and daily plodding normally live...
There's the fun in that...