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Once this red line appears on the tree, it is sentenced to be cut down. Those ashes are attacked by caterpillar of chine. And to try to save other trees, infected one are cut.
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"And since our prison is
A land whose only horizon
Is a desert
A desert
And since we must suffer standing up
To survive here only on our knees
In the dust
Since love
Is unattainable, one day
And the dream too heavy
To be free one day
But may God forgive me
If being only a man
Is my maximum sentence
And since our calls are lost
And our sky remains without light
And without a gaze
Wherever we look
Even if believing is only a recourse
Before the little hope that surrounds us
That leads us astray
Since love
Is unattainable, one day
And the dream too heavy
To be free one day
But may God forgive me
If being only a man
Is my maximum sentence
Oh, oh
Maximum
But why kneel?
For whom would I want to live standing up?
Since love
Is unattainable, one day
And the dream too heavy
To be free one day
But may God forgive me
If being only a man
Is my greatest sorrow
But may God forgive me
If being only a man
Is my greatest sorrow
Oh, oh, greatest
Is my greatest sorrow "
A photo of me, taken by a friend and colleague. Drinks at the King's Arms, Dorking, Surrey. on my last day at Unum.
Taken with a Nikon D40 and a Nikkor AFS DX 18-200mm F/3.5-5.6G lens and processed in GIMP and Photoscape.
it's a cozy blanket and tea kind of day where i'm noting random thoughts in between reading the multi-language manual of my new instax mini and admiring the flare these instax prints can catch.
happy friday!
in every sentence and in each word
in every journey and in each step
in every day and night and in each breath
in every heart beat that you have left
I wish you peace in your inner universe for all that peace within on the outside will manifest
I wish you a very peaceful New Year. Big smile from ear to ear. Warm open heart that has no fear. Near you all those you call Dear. The occasional festive chilled beer. And mind so silent that no one can hear.
I wish you peace. I wish you Happy New Year!!
P.S. Thank you very much for all your visits, faves, comments and support. You have no idea how often your words made my day.
History:
There are many legends surrounding the Ekenäs Castle and every castle worth its salt has obviously Ekenäs several resident ghosts.
One of those eerie legends relating Earl Mauritz Vellingk (1651-1727) who was a general, diplomat, adviser to the Swedish King and Governor General of Bremen-Verden. When Frederick I, King of Sweden ended Vellink in conflict with him as the Earl urged the Holstein throne while the king took a stand for the hannoverska.
King Frederick I chose to show the privy Parliamentary committee documents relating to secret loans Vellink taken in Prussia for the Swedish state's behalf. Vellink arrested and sentenced to lose lives, honor and property. The punishment was changed, however, before it could be implemented and mitigated to imprisonment of Linköping Castle, loss of Vellinks councilor position and his shield of Nobility.
Vellink were never to sit in prison in Linköping, on his way to, he died in Mjölby inn.
It is not, however, Earl himself haunting in Ekenäs, but a boy as he let incarcerate in a vaulted cellar. It is said that when problems began to pile up for the count, he was looking up a bunch of important documents, placed them in the heaviest coffin he could find and took the help of a poor shepherd boy to dump the casket in the lake Teden just outside the castle.
In order not to let the shepherd boy, whose name was Nils, reveal what happened sounded Vellink turn him into a cellar. From this point on the various stories a bit apart. Some argue that Vellink from the start sounded mura the door to the vault for the boy would die there. Others say instead that the door was not walled up, but the idea was that the boy would eventually be released, but that he had forgotten where (or Vellink arrested and therefore could not return for placing Nils). Eventually Nils died of hunger and cold, and when the corpse eventually found bricked it up to hide what happened. Regardless, Nils became a ghost who still said to haunt Ekenäs.
According to legend, one should certainly not try to enter "Nisse's den" because then something bad happen with both Ekenäs Castle and its owner. There are also stories of people who tried not gone far before they hit by acute illness or horrific accidents.
Solo show "As Seen Through a Veil: The Obscured View," at Gallery 14, 14 Mercer St, Hopewell, NJ, Jan 6 - Feb 5, 2017
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Mmmm, ______
'Homer' from the latest 'The Simpsons' themed series of LEGO minifigures, out now to coincide with the Springfield family's 550th episode.
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Barb and I are doing a photowalk today....and mid-sentence she stops...
"Whaaaaaaat?", she gasps
Where an old, vintage clothing store once stood....there it was...
Madeleine Patisserie
This winsome, almost-overly-cozy bakery seemingly popped up out of nowhere. Comfy couches, an old wooden kitchen table, and the entire family running around behind the counter made it feel less like an eatery and more like your grandmother's house.
And I'm serious...the entire family. You could see Mom doing book work on a computer in the back, the Dad bringing out a new batch, a 10 year old struggling to get her hands on the register above her......there was even a pre-pubescent boy who sputtered our order out to us from behind his braces. Ten types of precious.
This hallmark moment, though, was overshadowed by the treats.
Granted, yes...these macaroons look like an extra-terrestrial hamburger. But the taste was unreal. At first glance it would seem you're about to bite into an extravagant Oreo cookie. It was anything but. The top/bottom layer consists of an extremely light, flaky sweet layer. And the filling...jesus. A very smooth, not-too-sweet , creamy goodness of buttercream frosting. It was almost confusing.
The above flavor was Pistachio...but that was tame compared to the rest. Hot chocolate with Coffee, Strawberry with Poppy Seeds, and Coconut with White Chocolate and Blood Orange.
Preposterous. <----- Read that with a stuffy, old woman British accent if you can.
There was probably about 15 more flavors but I was too caught up in the mmmmmmm.
So, long story short...one by one you all arrived.
Rather, this was a damn good cookie. If you're in the greater New York area...it would behoove you to get your ass to this little French Gem.
Madeleine Patisserie - 128 West 23rd St, NY NY
(between 6th and 7th.)
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Death sentence also for M90 (Sonny) by the Autonomous Province of Trento (PAT). There is no peace for the bears. The Trentino people accepted their reintroduction, only to then fail to implement the appropriate measures for coexistence, and now they want to exterminate them again. Call to the square in Trento on Saturday 10 February for all animal rights activists.
Bears are exterminated as they were exterminated in the 19th century. Human beings have made no progress in their relationship with animals. The Earth is ours, ours alone: this is the common feeling.
Condanna a morte anche per M90 (Sonny) da parte della Provincia Autonoma di Trento (PAT). Non c'è pace per gli orsi. I Trentini hanno accettato la loro reintroduzione, per poi non mettere in atto le misure adeguate alla convivenza, e ora li vogliono sterminare di nuovo. Chiamata in piazza a Trento sabato 10 febbraio per tutti gli animalisti.
Si sterminano gli orsi come sono stati sterminati nell'800. L'essere umano non ha fatto nessun progresso nel rapporto con gli animali. La Terra è nostra, solo nostra: questo è il sentimento comune.
The sentence "Rose is a rose is a rose is a rose." was written by Gertrude Stein as part of the 1913 poem Sacred Emily, which appeared in the 1922 book Geography and Plays. "A rose is a rose is a rose" is probably her most famous quote, often interpreted as "things are what they are."
A street portrait caught somewhere between the expression and the gesture.
Series: Portraits
Leica M10 Monochrom · Summicron-M 35mm f/2
StreetSoul.me
Before Eastern State Penitentiary was conceived of or built, the roll of prisons were to simply house offenders until their punishment was decided and then carried out. Their sentence would come from the physical punishment -public whipping, branding, or hanging. Time spent in prison was certainly unpleasant, but not considered bad enough to constitute punishment or repayment to the public for their crimes.
In 1787 Benjamin Franklin founded the Philadelphia Society for Alleviating the Miseries of Public Prisons to promote prison reform from a system of punishment to a system with a focus on correction rather than punishment. The idea they promoted was based on a religious belief that everyone longed to be good. So, the idea was that criminals would be isolated for a period of time in order to force them to think about what they had done and how they could improve their lives. They were not to see or communicate with anyone for the duration of their sentence. Masks were placed over their head when they had to be moved and no communication of any kind was allowed. Many prisoners were punished for attempting to communicate by banging on pipes,etc. Care was taken by the wardens not to make noise or have contact with the prisoners even when food was delivered.
In 1822 construction of Eastern State Penitentiary, the first ever prison based on the idea of correction, was begun. It was finished in 1829. By 1836 prisons around the world were being reformed and remodeled to copy Eastern State's model which was called the "Pennsylvania System".
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Death sentence also for M90 (Sonny) by the Autonomous Province of Trento (PAT). There is no peace for the bears. The Trentino people accepted their reintroduction, only to then fail to implement the appropriate measures for coexistence, and now they want to exterminate them again. Call to the square in Trento on Saturday 10 February for all animal rights activists.
Bears are exterminated as they were exterminated in the 19th century. Human beings have made no progress in their relationship with animals. The Earth is ours, ours alone: this is the common feeling.
Condanna a morte anche per M90 (Sonny) da parte della Provincia Autonoma di Trento (PAT). Non c'è pace per gli orsi. I Trentini hanno accettato la loro reintroduzione, per poi non mettere in atto le misure adeguate alla convivenza, e ora li vogliono sterminare di nuovo. Chiamata in piazza a Trento sabato 10 febbraio per tutti gli animalisti.
Si sterminano gli orsi come sono stati sterminati nell'800. L'essere umano non ha fatto nessun progresso nel rapporto con gli animali. La Terra è nostra, solo nostra: questo è il sentimento comune.
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"A thing too perfect to be remembered:
stone beautiful only when wet.
* * *
Blinded by light or black cloth—
so many ways
not to see others suffer.
* * *
Too much longing:
it separates us
like scent from bread,
rust from iron.
* * *
From very far or very close—
the most resolute folds of the mountain are gentle.
* * *
As if putting arms into woolen coat sleeves,
we listen to the murmuring dead.
* * *
Any point of a circle is its start:
desire forgoing fulfillment to go on desiring.
* * *
In a room in which nothing
has happened,
sweet-scented tobacco.
* * *
The very old, hands curling into themselves, remember their parents.
* * *
Think assailable thoughts, or be lonely."
-- Jane Hirshfield
The sentence "Rose is a rose is a rose is a rose." was written by Gertrude Stein as part of the 1913 poem "Sacred Emily", which appeared in the 1922 book Geography and Plays. In that poem, the first "Rose" is the name of a person. Stein later used variations on the sentence in other writings, and "A rose is a rose is a rose" is among her most famous quotations,
When I first heard the sentence "Take nothing but pictures. Leave nothing but footprints", it really meant something right away, travelling wise.
Don't carve your name on trees, don't leave "love locks" on parisian bridges, don't litter, don't pick up flowers, don't walk on fragile icelandic moss, etc.
So I kinda made that sentence mine, here leaving footprints on Melanes beach, which sand shines even under a thick layer of clouds.
A sentence that would sound completely ridiculous 1 year ago - UP 4014, the last operating “Big Boy” steam locomotive, takes NS 061 east at Conshohocken, PA, on the NS Harrisburg Line. The consist is heading to East Falls, PA to wye the train and shove down the former B&O line to Philadelphia to be put on display for America’s 250th anniversary. UP 4014 is the largest operating steam locomotive in the world, and arguably the most famous train in America, drawing crowds from across the country to see it in operation.
SEZ, alongside Y3LOW,JANFREE,HOT,RESH and NEUTS
2015,big ups!!!!!!!
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The video on here,just click www.youtube.com/watch?v=U-gMkJsmqfQ
How To Play:
Go to Google and type the following in the search box (make sure they're in quotation marks). Then post the relevant sentence in the first result, or which ever result is easiest to read. Simple!
"[your name] is"
"[your name] has"
"[your name] needs"
"[your name] looks like"
"[your name] says"
"[your name] thinks"
"[your name] wants"
"[your name] does"
"[your name] hates"
"[your name] asks"
"[your name] likes"
"[your name] eats"
"[your name] wears"
"[your name] was arrested for"
"[your name] loves"
Here's Mine:
Phineas is rarely seen in formal wear.
Phineas has a very different attitude to people.
Phineas needs to narrowly dodge death at every corner for seven days.
Phineas looks like he could be a very intelligent cat.
Phineas says "That can't be good."
Phineas thinks Big!
Phineas wants one more tete-a-tete with this scalpel wielding woman. He wants her body, along with some champagne.
Phineas Does Dream a Little Dream .
Phineas hates yoghurt.
Phineas asks "Aren't you a little old to be a heavyweight boxing champion?"
Phineas likes the box Phin sometimes hangs out in boxes..
Phineas eats some cake.
Phineas wears a long, thin Edwinish rapier, should he need it.
Phineas was arrested for (nothing).
Phineas loves science.
She has been forced to live in this hell for almost 40 years and hasn't been allowed to see another whale in almost 30 years!
Every morning, I cross the threshold of my home and step into a society I no longer recognize. A world numb to real suffering, blind to genuine problems, yet hypersensitive and reactive to meaningless trivialities. Each time, it feels like descending into a hell of indifference and distortion — worse than any prison. In that moment, my body bends under the weight of a sentence that renews itself, day after day.
Whenever I watch my favourite landscape photographers on YouTube at this time of year, I often hear them saying they don't like summer, with its featureless skies and quiet moods. They miss the dark menace of winter, the freshness of spring or the vibrant tones of autumn. Reluctantly they crawl outside in search of a 4:30am sunrise, looking for something positive to say as they examine a clear blue sky doubtfully and set up a composition that includes as little of it as possible, if indeed at all. More often than not, the word "winter" will appear in a nearby sentence in their vlog.
Since landscape photography came into my life in a more meaningful way I've found my own views coming closer to the likes of Nigel Danson and Tom Heaton, but from the opposite direction. I always hated winter; the endless darkness, damp, wind and cold finding me heading for Southern Europe at every available yet limited opportunity. But now I see the drama in the sea around me and the way the weak sun lights up an atmosphere full of moisture to illuminate the sky in soft orange and pink tones. It's the time when I take what I think are my best photographs. I've never minded spring and its sense of regeneration too much; still a bit chilly but at least it meant that summer was on the way. And oh for those epic gales which mark the transition from winter to spring around here and boil the seas into an almighty fury. As for autumn, I've worked in a further education college as a finance manager for the last 20 years. Autumn just doesn't exist. I barely ever see daylight in an endless stream of late nights, deadlines and committee meetings which run from the beginning of September until Christmas each year. Autumn is a complete write off for me, and I'm all too conscious of what I'm missing in those few moments when I notice the colour in the sycamore trees in my garden change from green to orange, red and gold as I lie inertly on the sofa recharging for another round of fireworks on Monday. Whenever anyone tells me they're heading off for a quiet September holiday I can feel my pulse rate quicken as I fight to control the urge to engage in acts that could bring a friendship to a sorry end.
Maybe Messrs Danson and Heaton would enjoy summer more if they focussed on locations around the sea. Cornwall still provides plenty of drama whatever the season, as long as you have an idea where to go and when. Our remote home county is surrounded by the sea on three sides, with only a handful of miles in the north east corner connecting us to the mainland of Britain. I'd been waiting for an evening when there might be some colour in the sky, but I also wanted the tide to be out at sunset. Tuesday provided the ideal conditions, and Holywell Bay, a place I've not returned to since a particularly epic Saturday evening nine months earlier was the place I had in mind. I love this beach at low tide. The foreground changes every time I visit, and whatever the conditions, it never disappoints. I met my daughter Nicky here for her second lesson in our landscape and seascape series. She's always been a bit of a lucky charm, and after the sun had set the clouds were illuminated with a fierce glow that reflected in the water on the sand. It was an opportunity to have another go at focus stacking, and with a manual focus at that, always a bold move from the safety of the AF switch on the lens. We were still clicking our cameras well into the blue hour at 10:15pm, standing in our welly boots in a huge pool with the Gull Rocks reflected in the water and the clouds almost purple in the dark sky. Another joyous evening when I remind myself that no matter what the great and the good tell us, we can still take a photograph in summer.
Sentence from Paris words
dont miss the other two pics belonging to this one.Nr 2
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and Nr 1
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otherwise you dont get the sentence.
Background information: photo-philosophy.net/triplets/ and photo-philosophy.net/satze-sentences/
Sentence
I'll save you from yourself
From the demons of the night
They promise fame and fortune
All you eagerly desire
I'll save you from yourself
From those voices calling you
To sell your soul to evil
Then you'll be dancing forever
Music: eRa
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Model: Nic (my husband)
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