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I think it looks good in black and white too!!
A historic photo of this part of Brisbane in March 2016 given the redevelopment (into restaurants and bars) under the left bridge pillar and its immediate surrounds.
Last Sunday we visited the Werburg in Spenge, an old castle complex from the 16th century. The location has the atmosphere of a story book, today there is even a registry office inside to celebrate weddings in a ferrytale atmosphere. Ostwestfalen, Germany
Analogica, Pentax SV ( 1963 ), Helios 44-3 58 mm f 2.0, Fujicolor 200, sviluppo con Tetenal. Ora mangio e dopo commento le vostre foto
... Once upon a time there was a dovely couple name Dave and Dora who doved to rendezvous daily at Chez Jules. They were very much in dove and enjoyed to dine al-fresco. It was all very tweet and romantic. The nest is history! The End. 💗
Analogica, Fujica ST 701 ( 1970 ), Fujinon 55 mm F 1.8, Kodak color plus 200 asa sviluppo con Tetenal. Oggi ero libero ma non ho avuto tempo per Flickr, una tromba d' aria questa mattina ha distrutto alcuni tetti nel villaggio e cosa molto più grave ha fatto danni alla mia auto...
I want to clarify that the photos are not chronological. It wasn't meant to be one single story but multiple stories. However, if you want to use your imagination to fill the gaps to make a coherent story, by all means :).
We were both young when I first saw you
I close my eyes, and the flashback starts
I'm standing there
On a balcony in summer air
See the lights, see the party, the ball gowns
See you make your way through the crowd
And say, "Hello"
Little did I know
That you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles
And my daddy said, "Stay away from Juliet"
And I was crying on the staircase
Begging you, "Please don't go, " and I said
Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone
I'll be waiting, all there's left to do is run
You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess
It's a love story baby just say "Yes"
Songwriters: Taylor Swift
Picture taken @ Frogmore
Initially, the village church of Pierreclos was next to the castle. You can still see it today: a beautiful Romanesque tower dating from the 12th century, within the walls of the castle (on the left of the castle on the photo) . This is all that remains of the original church, as its nave was burnt down during the Wars of Religion in the 16th century. When the village was built at the foot of the hill on which the castle lays, the villagers wanted to have their own church in the village. The Romanesque tower within the castle walls then became a private chapel. The current church of the village was erected between 1771 and 1779, It replaced a first church closed in 1735 which threatened to collapse.
In the photo, we can make out a third church in the distance behind the castle. This is the church of Serrière, It dates from the 13th century.
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Histoires d'églises
Initialement, l'église du village de Pierreclos était à côté du château. On la voit encore de nos jours : une belle tour romane qui date du 12ème siècle, dans l'enceinte du château (sur la gauche du château sur la photo). C'est tout ce qui reste de l'église d'origine, car sa nef a été incendiée pendant les guerres de religion au 16ème siècle. Lorsque le village s'est construit au pied de la colline sur lequel se trouve le château, les villageois ont voulu avoir leur propre église dans le village. La tour romane dans l'enceinte du château est alors devenue une chapelle privée. L'église actuelle du village fut érigée entre 1771 et 1779, elle a remplacé une première église fermée en 1735 qui menaçait de s'effondrer.
Sur la photo, on devine au loin derrière le château une 3ème église. C'est l'église de Serrière, elle date du 13ème siècle
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Pierreclos - South Burgundy - France / Pierreclos - Bourgogne du Sud - France
Symbiose admirable entre ces arbres et ces roches qui s'unissent pour vous livrer ce décor merveilleux!
copyright: gerd kozik/ yarin asanth 2019
An colorful evening at Lipa Noi Beach/ Koh Samui/ Thailand
Music: 365 by Zedd & Katy Perry
Open the archived photos from similar time but last year, there were flowers photos from Royal Botanical Garden almost every weekend… Every flower recorded its stories… What a change this year, confined indoor for several months, already missed spring, will miss summer again…?
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KraftWork Maresias Bedroom Set ADULT
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There are books whose end will not be known, and love stories that end, but the final emotion is sometimes the same.
Lens: Helios 40-2 85mm f/1.5
Aperture: 1.5
I found this ghostly looking packing in my kitchen. Some of my friends say ghosts live in old houses. When I was a boy, I was dreaming to see a HARMLESS ghost.
I had a chance to live in a place where people believe a ghost (old lady) exists. Unfortunately, I did not see the ghost, but my friend saw.
I've never seen a real ghost in my life. Still, I do NOT say "Ghosts do not exist."
Analogica ,Exa 1 B ( 1977 ) priva di esposimetro, Zeiss Flektogon 35 mm 2.4 F, fujicolor C 200 asa, sviluppo con Tetenal.
or.... 66 orbits around the sun. :)
Southwest Arizona, USA.
Full frame. No crop. No post processing.
The vista from my back porch. Quinlan, Comobabi mountains and the Coyotoe Mountain Wilderness. The Altar Valley, Southwest of Tucson, Arizona. No crop.
(Picture and story different earnings though)
Few years ago my moms friend moved back to our hometown. I call her auntie. Soon after auntie moved back she found out that her middle school teacher (who then was in her eighties) lived two blocks down the street.
The teacher had never been married and did not have children of her own. She lived alone by herself and had a hired helpers who came during different hours of the day to do the household chores.
Auntie then decided that she would visit her teacher every Sunday rain or shine and spend the day with her. This became their thing and went on for a few years. Three years ago I had the pleasure of meeting this sweet lady in her home. She offered me sweets and snacks and was so happy to have a new visitor. Her eyes sparkled with joy.
The same year one Sunday when auntie was visiting her, the teacher complained of a slight chest pain. The ambulance was called and she was rushed into the emergency room. On the way to the emergency room, the teacher held my auntie's hand and said thank for being there for me. She then took off the diamond earrings that she was wearing handed it over to my auntie and said this is a little token of my appreciation for everything that you have done for me over the years dear, I want you to have it. Later that day she died of an heart attack.
I cant get over the fact that in the midst of the pain and chaos the teacher took the time to thank auntie for her kindness and how much she cherished those Sunday visits.
This is the sweetest story I have ever heard of inheritance.