Story Time
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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.
The Story Bridge lit in beautiful red ❤
I haven't been to this vantage point for a while. I couldn't resist visiting this vantage point again on this given evening, because the bridge was lit in beautiful red ❤
“John knew the best love stories were the ones that were never told. For no medium—no book, no poem, no play or movie—could ever tell a love story in its entirety, its full span and depth, from the exhilarating beginning to the tragic ending of all love stories. He didn’t mind if his life was forgotten—it had never occurred to him to want to be remembered—as long as he had truly lived, and to live life without experiencing one great love story was to not live at all.”
― Ray Smith, The Magnolia That Bloomed Unseen
... 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. 💗
Chilling with my bb ... he tells me funny stories all the time :D
Taken at Sunny's Studio
Background & Pose: Meanwhile
♬ ♬...There's nowhere we need to be
No, no, no
I'ma get to know you better
Kinda hope we're here forever
There's nobody on these streets
If you told me that the world's ending
Ain't no other way that I could spend it
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Got all this time in my hands
Might as well cancel our plans (yeah)
I could stay here forever...♬ ♬
Green story
TP: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Green%20story/191/189/62
Chancellor - Walking In The Rain
www.youtube.com/watch?v=tyX5XodD0rg
I hope these tears will stop someday
Someday I will collect this fisherman
The warm sunlight will dry these tears, my tired face
Feeling tired little by little
I want to throw it all away, I'm tired of my old dreams
than have
I have too many things that I lack
every time you feel
My legs are losing strength, so they won't give me
I hope these tears will stop someday
Someday I will clear this darkness
I hope the sad sunshine will dry these tears
My friend comforting me saying that it will be okay
Every day makes me a little afraid
I say believe in me, but I can't believe it
Now I don't know how long I can last
If you wait, it will come someday
As the sun rises even when the night passes
Even my aching heart will be healed someday
help me now
Heaven help me please
overcome by myself
Zashimi is disappearing more and more
Someday (someday) I hope these tears will stop
Someday, this darkness will be lifted
I hope the warm (warm) sunshine will dry these tears
(Please dry these tears)
If you wait, it will come someday (Someday, someday..)
Even when the night goes down, just like the sun rises (as the sun rises)
Even my aching heart will get better someday
(Everything will get better someday)
someday...
someday...
Every flower recorded its stories… Capturing flower is the way to release yourself. 😉
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Traveling is quite limited in these days, time to check the old files. Today I picked a shot from one of my business trips to Gent, Belgium. Wonderful atmosphere, I enjoyed my stay deeply.
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 :).
Symbiose admirable entre ces arbres et ces roches qui s'unissent pour vous livrer ce décor merveilleux!
(URBAN ZAKAPA) - 그날에 우리 (My Love)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZGReh7eNTUU
Baby my love
그날에 우리 아픈 기억
그대에겐 그렇게
바래지고 바래지는
그날의 이별 흔적이겠죠
남겨진 우리 아픈상처
내 세상엔 너무도
소중하고 소중했던
단 하나 뿐인 그대의 흔적
다 잊었다 했죠
아니 잊은척 하려 했겠죠
오랜 기억 속에 그댈 담아 두고서
참아왔던 이 시간들
더는 그러지 못해 놓아보려 했지만
추억이란 말 속에 아직도 난
서성이고 있었죠
Baby my love
그날에 우린 아픈기억
그대에겐 그렇게
바래지고 바래지는
또 다른 이별의 흔적이겠죠
남겨진 우리 아픈 상처
내 세상엔 너무도
소중하고 소중했던
단 하나 뿐인 그대의 흔적
그렇게 그대 손 놓지 않고
내 마음 그대에게 말했다면
우리 함께였을껄
그리움 그 마음속에 그대는
먼곳에 보여도
다른 사랑으로 미워해도
결국 그대죠
Baby my love
그날에 우린 아픈 기억
그대에겐 그렇게
바래지고 바래지는
또 다른 이별의 흔적이겠죠
남겨진 우리 아픈 상처
온 세상엔 너무도
소중하고 소중했던
단 하나뿐인 그대의흔적
Sim:
Green story
Coyote Mountain Wilderness
Southwest Arizona, USA
Sunrise with low valley clouds.
Full frame. No crop. No post processing.
Comobabi Mountains and Coyote Mountain Wilderness, Southwest Arizona, USA.
Full frame. No crop. No post processing.
▽ Iconic hair
▽ Mila eyes
▽ Imitation choker
▽ Scandalize dress and bra
▽ Lyrium pose
▽ Minimal backdrop
More info and landmarks: UGLLYDUCKLING BLOG
A Creation Story in Brusho watercolor crystals, pastels, and colored pencils on Arches 9x12" coldpressed. Welcome to chaos!
My thanks to Explore for adding this to Nov 17 2016!!
Calle Jaen is also known for has stories that will chill your bones. This street encloses scary stories about ghosts, elfs and a dead widower, who are claimed to have be seen by drunk people who wander there at night.
Credit @ Raindale in The Arcade Gacha (June 1 - 30th)
"Somerstory gacha "
Rare - Raindale - Somerstory pavillion CM
Raindale - Somerstory lantern with stand CM
Raindale - Somerstory pool 2 CM
Raindale - Somerstory vase (brown) CM
Raindale - Somerstory vase (black) CM
Raindale - Somerstory fountain CM
Credit @ Little branch
Tree : LB_NorwaySpruceTree{Animated}*4Seasons
Fem : Sway's [Osmunda] Fern . D dark by Sway's
Landscape item by :Fanatik Architecture
:Fanatik Architecture: Lofoten C
:Fanatik Architecture: SKELLIG Mountain
Pathway by {moss&mink}
{moss&mink} Valerie Pathways - Staircase
{moss&mink} Valerie Pathways - 4 Junction
{moss&mink} Valerie Pathways - Short
{moss&mink} Valerie Pathways - Corner
{moss&mink} Valerie Pathways - Long
(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.