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Ordinarily I go to the woods alone, with not a single friend, for they are all smilers and talkers and therefore unsuitable.
I don't realy want to be witnessed talkeing to the catbirds or
hugging the old black oak tree. I have my way of praying, as
you no doubt have yours.
Besides, when I am alone I can become invisible. I can sit
on top of a dune as motionless as an uprise of weeds,
until the foxes run by unconcerned. I can hear the almost
unhearable sound of the roses singing.
If you have ever gone into the woods with me, I must
love you very much.
Mary Oliver - How I go into the woods.
There once was a white fox
king of the hill
whose cousin was a giant
fashionista pill.
"Get with it," Pill said,
"for fashion ain't dead.
The seasons have turned
and your coat looks real ill."
Two photos.
Head : LAQ - Ivy head. At Skin Fair.
Skin : Glam Affair - Rozen applier for LAQ. At Kustom9.
Ear Climbers, worn in earns, and blown ups as decor : EarthStones Flower Garden Ear Climbers Collection. At TLC The Liaison Collaborative.
Lip Color : Shiny Stuffs - Sweet Talker for LAQ.
Hair : Tableau Vivant - Gilly Hair. At C88
Wreath : Lode. Summer Garden Collection
Outfits, bag : Sorumin - Fleur Gacha. Left is the rare outfit. At Shiny Shabby.
Ankle boots : Vobe - Rockoko Boots. At Shiny Shabby.
Hair accessories : Lode - Tulips & Cherries Gacha. At Shiny Shabby.
Hair left : Beusy - Numb. At Kustom9.
Hair right : Tableau Vivant - Brittany Hair. Out at Rewind.
Head : LAQ - Ivy head. At Skin Fair.
Skin : Glam Affair - Rozen applier for LAQ. At Kustom9.
Lip Color : Shiny Stuffs - Sweet Talker for LAQ.
Pose : Emozione - Vintage Beauty.
Decor :
[VOZ] Flowers Frame - Spring. At Shiny Shabby.
Serenity Style : The Gardener Corner - Shed (rare), wheelbarrow, rake, plants, gardener boots, mess drawer, compost bags, decorated sheets. New at Bloom.
Mithral : Diamond Shelf, copper pot Young Pilea and Bottle Humidifier (Olive). At Shiny Shabby.
MadPea : Bicycle with Flowers
Serenity Style : Carrier Tricycle - Liquor. At Man Cave.
Thaino Designs : Rabbit bench, Window Garden and Rabbit Herb Garden. At Swank Home & Garden
Christina Aguilera - Can't Hold Us Down
So what am I not supposed to have an opinion
Should I keep quiet just because I'm a women
Call me a bitch cause I speak what's on my mind
Guess it's easier for you to swallow if I sat and smiled
When a female fires back suddenly big talker don't know how to act
So he does what every little boy would do
Makin' up a few false rumors or two
That for sure is not a man for me, slanderin' names for popularity
It's sad you only get your fame through controversy
But now it's time for me to come and give you more to say
This is for my girls all around the world
Who have come across a man that don't respect your worth
Thinkin' all women should be seen and not heard
So what do we do girls, shout out loud
Lettin 'em know were gonna stand our ground
So lift your hands high and wave 'em proud
Take a deep breath and say it loud
Never can, never will
Can't hold us down
Whenever I take Tom for a walk he constantly talks to me. I haven't worked out if it's because he scared, or he just wants me to know where he is at all times.Or maybe he is just telling me all the things he is seeing and how much fun he is having.
my beautiful and funny Leo crossed the Rainbow Bridge and much too soon... with mouth cancer.
He was Bob's litter brother and such totally different personalities... Leo was a talker and such a funny boy that would eat anything like a dog and would let me do anything to him... even wearing costumes!!
He is greatly missed...
RIP 8/15/2005 - 3/1/2017
Have a great weekend. Looking forward to seeing some title suggestions for this one! Off to the sea so will try and catch up with your wonderful images asap. HSoS
December 1942. In the roundhouse at Proviso Yard, Chicago & North Western Railroad. Chicago, Illinois. (From a black and white nitrate negative by Jack Delano, Office of War Information.)
A foreman oversees the many workers at the roundhouse—machinists, boilermakers, helpers, and wipers. He receives reports from the locomotive engineers and inspectors on the condition of the engines and decides what work shall be done on them. At each engine terminal there is at least one hostler responsible for moving and positioning the locomotives for service. The hostlers, rail yard engineers, move locomotives between tracks to keep the trains organized and on schedule. They drive locomotives to and from maintenance shops or prepare them for the locomotive engineers.
The Emu at Gatorland wishes you all a Happy Fence Friday and Weekend! She is quite a talker.
Gatorland in Orlando, Fl
Ordinarily, I go to the woods alone, with not a single
friend, for they are all smilers and talkers and therefore
unsuitable.
I don’t really want to be witnessed talking to the catbirds
or hugging the old black oak tree. I have my way of
praying, as you no doubt have yours.
Besides, when I am alone I can become invisible. I can sit
on the top of a dune as motionless as an uprise of weeds,
until the foxes run by unconcerned. I can hear the almost
unhearable sound of the roses singing.
If you have ever gone to the woods with me, I must love
you very much.
-- Mary Oliver
Berlin, Germany – 2017, February 05
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Where in Istanbul Are You From, Girl?" – Memories of Sarıyer 🌊Scented with Moonlight and Sea Mist
As I sit here today, breathing in the sound and scent of the sea, my mind drifts back to the most beautiful moments of my childhood, accompanied by a familiar melody: "Where in Istanbul are you from, girl?"
I was born, raised, and shaped in Sarıyer, the most beautiful district of the Bosphorus, where every street eventually leads to the blue. After long summer days playing in the streets with my two siblings, the real ritual began after dinner. Our whole family would go for a walk by the seaside. I can’t even describe the excitement of lining up for Uncle Sabri's ice cream at the pier; I can still feel that unique taste in my senses even today.
Afterward, we would go to the Sarıyer Tea Garden. Back then, it was a tradition for us kids to drink our soda straight from the glass bottle before heading home. I wasn't a very talkative child—I had two siblings who did everything in my place anyway. I was that girl whose cheeks would turn bright red from shyness. But inside, I had an insatiable passion for reading. When my mother told me to turn off the light, the moonlight streaming through my window and the scent of the sea became my lamp. I would read my books in that dim, peaceful glow. Perhaps it's a good thing I'm not a big talker; it allowed me to hear the sea and the whispers of books much more clearly.🍦📚🌊
Thank you for your fav's, comments & support.😚ღ♡
Last call's around the corner
Feeling kinda tempted
And I'm pouring out the truth
Just fading out these talkers 'cause now all I want is you, I'm saying
Come over here sit next to me
We can see where things go naturally
Just say the word and I'll part the sea
Just come over here and sit next to me
And I'll take you high, high
Check out his version here :)
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from the JIAN Cat Collection 1.1 FATPACK
JIAN Cat Deco Collection // Static Sitter R
JIAN Cat Deco Collection // Static Talker 3li
Furnitures & Landscaping
CATHAUS - Scarlett Cottage Version 2
Kim's Kreations Peach & White Caged Candles, current Best Stores & Designers Group Gift
Sugar Nova Lavender Bush in Galvanized Pail with French Graphic 1L MP
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The grey parrot (Psittacus erithacus), also known as the Congo grey parrot, African grey parrot or Congo African grey parrot, is an African parrot in the family Psittacidae. The Timneh parrot (Psittacus timneh) was previously treated as a subspecies of the grey parrot, but has since been elevated to a full species. The grey parrot is medium-sized, predominantly grey and black-billed. Its typical weight is 400 g (14 oz), with an approximate length of 33 cm (13 in), and a wingspan of 46–52 cm (18–20+1⁄2 in). The head and wings are generally darker than the body. The head and body feathers have slight white edges; the tail feathers are red.
Both sexes appear similar. Juvenile colouration is similar to that of adults, but typically their eyes are dark grey to black, compared to the adults' yellow irises around dark pupils, and their undertail coverts are tinged with grey. Adults weigh 418–526 g (14+3⁄4–18+1⁄2 oz).
Grey parrots may live for 40–60 years in captivity, although their mean lifespan in the wild appears to be shorter — approximately 23 years. They start breeding at an age of 3–5 years and lay 3–5 eggs per brood.
Wikipedia
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~Christie
A vertical from the Navajo Code Talkers Outpost in Monument Valley Tribal Park, highlighting the gorgeous clouds that afternoon.
im sorry for such a cliche' pictureeeeeee.
Day Eight: Three turn ons.
1. Guys Who Smell Nice.
2. sweet Talkers.
3. having a good sense of humor.
im leaving tommorow, so im going to upload, day nine and ten tonight :D
my friend's coming over and im going to force her to have a photoshoot with me :))
hope everyone has a great sunday :) <3
Our silly and fun African Grey parrot that has been part of our lives for almost 25 years. He's a prolific talker and whistler, his favorite whistle being the melody to the Andy Griffith Show :)
Enjoy...
this place... still inspiring us, what's the key? please note an not usual devotion of all youngsters to their talker
(Mary Oliver's Voice)
Ordinarily I go to the woods alone, with not a single friend, for they are all smilers and talkers and therefore unsuitable.
I don't realy want to be witnessed talking to the catbirds or hugging the old black oak tree. I have my way of praying, as you no doubt have yours.
Besides, when I am alone I can become invisible. I can sit on top of a dune as motionless as an uprise of weeds, until the foxes run by unconcerned. I can hear the almost unhearable sound of the roses singing.
If you have ever gone into the woods with me, I must love you very much.
How I go into the woods.
- Mary Oliver
I took this walk to ease my mind
To find out what's gnawing at me
Wouldn't think to look at me,
That I've spent a lot of time in education
It all seems so long ago
I'm a thinker, not a talker
I've no-one to talk to, anyway
I can't see the road
For the rain in my eyes
I live above the grocers store,
Owned by an austrian
He often calls me down to eat
And he jokes about his broken english,
Tries to be a friend to me
But for all my years of reading conversation,
I stand without a word to say
I can't see the bridge
For the rain in my eye
And the world is full of life
Full of folk who don't know me
And they walk in twos or threes or mor
While the light that shines above the grocer's store
Investigates my face so rudely
And my essays lying scattered on the floor
Fulfill their needs just by being there
And my hands shake, my head hurts,
My voice sticks inside my throat
I'm invisible and dumb,
And no-one will recall me
And I can't see the water
Through the tears in my eyes