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Stranger on the horse. casual shot in the park at the foot of the New Jerusalem Monastery. cloudy weather, it is snowing
There's a story behind this portrait. I was walking around the city when someone behind me asked if I could take a photo of her. I looked back and there she was! I never speak to strangers (remember my mom's warning!) but I had to say "of course". A second later, she threw her backpack and coat on the ground and started posing!! I mean, fashion shoot posing!!!! :))))) When we were done, I asked how was she planning on getting these photos. She suggested posting them on Twitter. I am not a Twitter person. I countered her offer with mine - Flickr. She never heard of it. :))) She decided to give me (!!!!) her email address... A few hours later, after a little editing, I attached them and sent the email to her. Guess how this ends... she gave me a wrong address. :)) As they say, only in NY! :)))
You had to shimmy past other walkers because the snow off the packed path was so deep. From a fabulous break in Lake Louise just before the world shut down in 2020.
New Dead Dollz at Uber <3
Read more at...
rorasprettythings.wordpress.com/2016/08/27/strangers/
Thank you to the stranger Jonny for sitting for me :D
What is in this wine?
The more I drink the more I wander off
into a stranger's eyes
I like the way that they reflect my thoughts
What is in this air?
it feels like feathery dust everywhere
and as I breathe it in
I breathe the masculine scent of his skin
And I feel homeless
Your comfortable caress
has triggered unfamiliar restlessness
you and I are we
I feel I've lost my individuality
You're watching me rebel
believing stories only hearts can tell
but when is it enough?
when do I call my feelings on their bluff
And I feel homeless
And I remember us now
but I forgot what we felt like
somewhere along the way
And I feel homeless
And I remember us now
but I forgot what we felt like
And I remember us now
but I forgot what we felt like
And I remember us now
but I forgot what we felt like
somewhere along the way
You're watching me rebel
believing stories only hearts can tell
but when is it enough?
when do I call my feelings on their bluff
“With her seasons misled
Stronger than her moods
When our parts parted
She bled and bled and bled…”
(listen to the tune)
Read this post on a little virtual keyhole ☂
Spooky leaves & sparkles,
Dea
Niki de Saint Phalle's Queen Califia's Magical Circle, Escondido, CA, near San Diego. So much hand work here. Walls covered in broken mirrors, polished gemstones, pottery, and tile. Niki's artwork is not to be missed!
In this world we all are strangers. Life and death what we share, will lead us to separate one day.
Who am I …?. Where I came from …. ?. In front of the creator
I sat for many years with my empty heart. I hated and I suffered and I watched that the destiny was unfair .
Then I become blind …. My heart died and I lost all my hope to return. I do rather die but I can’t kill myself. So I just survived !!!!
A Southern Pacific SD40M-2 leads Union Pacific's Moapa, Nevada to Wildcat, Utah coal empty through the Barry Curve in Santaquin, Utah on July 23, 1995. This dangerous little farm crossing (Utah County 4800 West), which sliced through both ends of the famous curve, would later be closed and removed.
Just some guy, pondering the thousand-foot drop from The Island in the Sky in CanyonLands National Park.
27 Oct 2022; 00:40 UTC; SOOC 316;54;7
Forest Tent Caterpillar Moth, Malacosoma disstria, one above and one below the leaf. Reminded me of that engaging but creepy US TV series about another world connected to ours, but somehow upside down.
28 Mar 2023; 01:30 UTC; Astia
A lone sundown walker.
I titled this sundown image, 'Stranger Danger'......when in all actuality, there were likely no threats at all.
This person may have had a dog on lead.
I especially like how parts of this lone stranger seem to be missing from the image. The light reflections on the bench seat and the top of the backrest, give the illusion that he is partially invisible.
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From far back in the archives-taken over 9 years ago.
I had permission from a friend to go to the back of his pasture to photograph this old car that had been left there years before. He didn't think the cows would mind and I was not concerned either. I've never been a farmer but my work involved close contact with livestock. What neither of us considered was that many of the cows had small calves and the presence of a stranger did make them nervous. I got a couple of shots before I realized I should go. It was a long, slow walk with the herd close behind and quite a relief to get to the other side of the fence.
These dancing trees are just epic, especially the mood it gives during foggy conditions, reminds me of the show Stranger Things
We met Anita one lunchtime in a café in Petworth after our visit to a nearby National Trust Property. She was with her little dog, Benji, who was wanting to be friendly with us. I asked to take his photo, which led us into conversation.
Anita told us they were in the area house-sitting for her niece, away on holiday in New York. Billy the cat also lives in the house, not a problem as he and Benji ignore each other - after a quick hiss and scramble!
I explained my strangers' portrait project and she was happy for me to take her photo. In response to my request for information about herself, she told me about her interest in craftwork: decoupage and pyrography.
She has since sent me photos and explained that she taught herself decoupage, the art of decorating objects with paper cutouts, during lockdown. It involves taking items, painting them, and decorating with images mainly cut from napkins. "Very relaxing and time consuming, just what I needed to while away the days during lockdown!"
Pyrography is the art of burning decorative designs on wooden items with a heated tool, which Anita learnt, also self-taught, during 2025. She described this as "fun to learn as different woods burn differently and I hope to return to this to learn more about shading and techniques in general."
I must admit that the idea of pyrography seemed a little hazardous before Anita enlightened me.
I promised to send photos and the link to her story when posted.
Mutual thanks and goodbyes made, we left the warmth inside the café to be on our way home. It had been a lovely and unexpected encounter.