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These are orchid flowers that have fallen from the plant. I've just put them into such composition and voilà !
Great Horned Owl - Sleeping in my neighbors tree when I went home for lunch today. Took 88 pictures slinking around two of my neighbors snow covered yards to get a good angle.
I am sure they could not figure out who was on their property while they were at work - LOL.
As for the owl, he was waiting for me in the same spot when I got home from work 5 hours later. I just might have a new pet...
Sleep 199.365
Warsaw, Poland
Winter
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Crystal clear calm water on the Tyne. While some sleep some of us are starting graft, this is one of the perks from silly o clock starts
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Some of the bears at McNeil Bear Preserve are more tolerant of humans than others. I'm gonna go out on a limb and say this is one of the less stressed bears.
Taken in June along Mikfik Creek.
Peonia and Gus are putting the little ones to bed. Sleep tight.
They have moved into my colonial dollhouse (at least for now). They outgrew the watering can with the birth of the twins. This room still needs some wall art and more bedding. I made this bed from a kit and most of the bedding when I was about 15. The crochet coverlet was purchased at a dollhouse show.
When a wildcat gave birth to three sisters in my parents barn i knew it was only a matter of time until they would be a part of our family. It's been seven years now and Majsan Zorro and Pussel seems to enjoy the stay so far ;)
At the end of my rainy photo shoot this morning, where's Ruffy? Snoozing on the recliner, where I left her. LOL. We have coffee together there every morning, while I watch the news I DVRd. I have coffee, she gets snuggled and smooched. She even gets a snack at the end! What a life. :-)
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Head - LeLUTKA Lilly Head 2.5
Skin & Shape - Teo Sorbet - The Skinnery
Body - Lara by Maitreya
Hair - Alias by Truth
Eyes - Snow Eyes V1 by S0NG
Freckles - Lia Freckles by FT
Clothing:
sweater - Neve Sweater by Vanilla Bae
Nylons - Starlight Nylons by The Annex **Saturday Sale**
Backdrop - Penthouse Backdrop by Synnergy
Location - Backdrop Central
mia got really mad at me after this. i made her lay in the rain for a shot but then i ended up not liking the other one. so i didn't take it.
she laid there for nothing.
i'm happy to be uploading again.
i need to shoot more often.
Sleep Study, Thomas Jefferson University Hospital, Philadelphia, April 27, 2023
Sleep Study was not as restful as I had hoped it would be. Just before I attempted to go to sleep, I took this picture from the window.
She sleeps undisturbed and unnamed in a small glade beside a babbling stream. She is so silent and so still, one may blindly pass and never know here lies a nymph turned to stone forever part of an earthly tome .
Sleeping Hibiscus, Malvaviscus arboreus var, pendulifloreus
Also known as Turk's cap, and Umbrella Hibiscus
Photo By: Cate Infinity
In the Depths of Neon Dreams
In the flicker of dusk, the screen glows bright,
Pixels dance and shimmer in the fragile night.
Whispers of realms where shadows conspire,
A siren's call from the depths of desire.
Beyond the threshold of reality's sigh,
A cybernetic world spins a tapestry high.
Distant echoes—a jester's laugh,
In this surreal carnival, I slip through the path.
Time unwinds like a fraying thread,
Caught in the maze where the lost dare tread.
Digital phantoms with eyes like the void,
Conjure reflections of dreams long destroyed.
Sleep, a stranger with a face veiled in mist,
Waits in the corners, patiently kissed
By the haunting glow of my midnight affair,
As characters twirl in the electric air.
Thoughts swirl like smoke in the neon haze,
On the edge of lucidity, I linger and gaze.
A dream within dreams, a cycle unspooled,
In this Lynchian junction, I find myself fooled.
What price do I pay for these moments of play?
The clock keeps its secrets, while shadows decay.
A whisper, a flutter, as daylight draws near,
Reality beckons, yet I hold it in fear.
In the depths of these echoes, I gather my thoughts,
A tapestry woven with battles I've fought.
Each pixel a fragment, a memory's thread,
Yet in the silence of morning, I'm heavy with dread.
So here in the ruins of this fragmented night,
Lost in the labyrinth, between wrong and right,
I ponder the dawn, as it quietly creeps,
Wondering still—was it worth losing sleep?