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Haiku poem:
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Footsteps lost to snow,
Nature’s call, a quiet plea,
Stop, breath in silence.
When I pronounce the word Future,
the first syllable already belongs to the past.
When I pronounce the word Silence,
I destroy it.”
Wisława Szymborska
Poems, New And Collected
Afternoon light catching bare tree branches at the Temple of Sinawava, shuttle stop #9 on the Zion National Park loop. I visited on a whim on the return leg of a road trip and it ended up being one of the most satisfying vacation days of my life, thanks to fresh eyes, Fall light, and mild temperature.
RAW file edited in View NX-i, additional adjustments to fill light, clarity and vibrancy added in Corel Paintshop Pro
Knowing someone isn't coming back doesn't mean you ever stop waiting
Toby Barlow
tones: AllEdges and Bärbel's PS/PSE actions
texture: flypaper
dammit, I missed the art book fair ... :)
seen yesterday evening while walking the streets of downtown Vancouver in a blessed lull in the rain. Its been raining all night, still raining, no complaints, better than no rain.
Chissà
se un felice momento d'amore o la gioia di respirare o camminare in un chiaro mattino e l'odorare l'aria fresca, non valga tutta la sofferenza e lo sforzo che la vita implica...
L'amore è l'unica risposta sensata e soddisfacente al problema dell'esistenza umana...
Amare qualcuno non è solo un forte sentimento, è una scelta, una promessa, un impegno...
Erich Fromm, morto il 18 Marzo 1980
Avevo letto molto tempo fa alcuni libri di questo psicologo, tra cui 'l' arte di amare ',' ' Essere o avere?', 'la fuga dalla libertà', che mi erano piaciuti molto
Moody, Genova
Love is the only meaningful and fair answer to the problem of the human existence....
Forse se in questo momento smettessimo di correre e ci fermassimo a pensare?
Chi può, naturalmente
What if we stop to run and begin to think?
Thinking About Tomorrow
Young Buck in the Grasslands
White-tailed deer
Nature Preserve Trail
Captured w/Canon EOS Rebel T6
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Tu roules, tu roules, et un moment tu cries « STOP Danou ! »
(Danou, c’est mon épouse, c’est elle qui conduit).
« C’est trop beau
L’apéro attendra. »
Et puis tu repars vite, la bise est venue. Glaciale.
PSP**** : champ
Her final stop was Cwmbran, a town with a lively atmosphere. Clara explored shops and cafés, and savored the bustling city life before heading back to Aberwyl to conclude her journey.
When Clara returned to Aberwyl, she realized how rich and diverse Auneland was. The combination of natural beauty, culture, history, and hospitality had left a profound impression on her. She knew she would someday return to this enchanting land, which had now captured a special place in her heart.
Photo's placed on Flickr or not so sharp and crisp as they are in Photoshop!!!
Any ideas why?
War is useless, war is pain. Everyday innocent people dying for what, for greed of one lunatic.
This is for the people of Ukraine but also for the people of Russia who don't know exactly what happen and their sons dying in the fields of Ukraine.
We are people, we are all individuals but we are one as humankind in this universe.
STOP THE WAR!
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Stop that train I'm leaving
It won't be too long whether I'm right or wrong
I said it won't be too long whether I'm right or wrong
All my good life I've been a lonely man
Teaching the people who don't overstan'
And even though I've tried my bes'
I still don't find no happiness
Some goin' east
Some goin' west
Some step aside to try their best
Some livin' big
But the most livin' small
They just can't even find
No food at all
Stop that train I'm leaving
It won't be too long whether I'm right or wrong
Said it won't be too long whether I'm right or wrong
Stop that train I'm leaving...
- Peter Tosh
19-07-2014
Viullarcayo, Burgos, Spain
Please, do not use this photo without permission
Por Favor no usar esta fotografía sin permiso
Easing through the middle of West Louther and Cherry Streets, Norfolk Southern train H59 is cutting through the campus of Dickinson College on its way to the west side of Carlisle. The loads tonight are boxcars of beer from Mexico headed for distribution, some possibly coming right back here to be enjoyed on a warm Summer night like this.