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The sky ,that is, as the 1W93 from Cardiff crosses Malltraeth Viaduct en route to Holyhead , and 67014 providing the power.
It breathes. It dreams. And, at night, beneath a low-hanging fog, it shambles through the shadows with its red eyes and funereal soul. The swamp has a spirit, and it walks on two legs. A monster that was once a man…
I met this elemental creature, who shares a connection to all plant life on Earth, at New York Comic Con, where you never know who you might run into.
We are allowed out no further then 100 meters from the house and for just short periods! Fortunately there are fields near me and so out with the Macro lens for natures party.
Impressive beauty, almighty Volcan de San Miguel. All 3 photos pictured in the same day, all from more than 40Km distance, different angles, all in the drought season and one can see the effect of brown grass contrasting with some resistant green trees. From this angle (SW) one can see the part on the top that had the eruption couple of months before.
Localizado en San Miguel, a 130 Km de San Salvador, es el mayor Volcan del pais y quizás de Centroamérica. Imenso, imponente y ahora dando aires de agresividad con una reciente erupcion q no duro mucho. De impresionante belleza.
One thing about Tuscany is that you just can't take bad pictures even if you try really hard.
We woke up at 6AM to catch this beautiful light.
The early bird catches the worm, as they say it.
Chasing after and catching his tennis ball is JJ's favorite thing to do..He is very obsessive over his tennis balls. He can ignore almost everything else when he is outside and you are tossing one of these for him. If you dont toss one he will bring one to you and sit right in front of you with the most pitiful look until you do throw it. There is no single toss either...once you start he is like the Energizer Bunny and will keep on going until your arm starts to hurt from throwing it so much... Yes...we do this several times a day...roughly at least every hour.... I am well stocked in Advil and Alleve lol
Sigma 100-400mm f/5-6.3 DG OS HSM Contemporary Lens
Restless tonight
Cause I wasted the light
Between both these times
I drew a really thin line
It's nothing I planned
And not that I can
But you should be mine
Across the line
If I traded it all
If I gave it all away for one thing
Just for one thing
If I sorted it out
If I knew all about this one thing
Wouldn't that be something
I promise I might
Not walk on by
Maybe next time
but not this time....
Children once played in these fields, there was laughter in this house..now all that is left ... are memories.....
LUCK (for sure) driving down the road and had to stop and see this for myself....
Jan, Mary and John with the VW we rented which caught on fire on the far side of the island! Cozumel, Mexico
More of Nastya in her 1st book: Nastya the Book
2nd Book: One Day with Nastya
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Our newest book with Marmor aka Helena: Marmor and Nastya
fashion portrait
model: Heather
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1974 Volkswagen Thing.
Sold new in California, USA, and bought in San Diego by the present owner in 2012. It was then subsequently restored and then registered here in June 2021.
This female cardinal and I have had a thing going on for several weeks. She has really been nice to me allowing several good photo sessions.
As Coco said “take one thing off before you leave the house” or words to that effect, lol. Anyhow, that’s how I’m feeling about my makeup. It’s not practical to take something off so I’m starting with less. Wish me luck! Lol
I do not know what gorgeous thing
the bluebird keeps saying,
his voice easing out of his throat,
beak, body into the pink air
of the early morning. I like it
whatever it is. Sometimes it seems the only thing in the world that is without dark thoughts.
Sometimes is seems the only thing
in the world that is without
questions that can't and probably
never will be answered, the
only thing that is entirely content
with the pink, then clear white
morning and, gratefully, says so.
Mary Oliver
in Blue Horses