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I suspect the crazily mild graduation into winter that we had here meant that the tree that usually goes brilliant red only went yellow and orange this year but I am loving the magenta leaf stalks!
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"There comes a days when you realize turning the page is the best feeling in the world, because you realize there is so much more to the book than the page where you stuck on."
Zayan Malik
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| POSE | Tease Me Bento Pose [FF]
Thank you Heather Ashford for joining me in SL misadventures ! Heathers beautiful capture www.flickr.com/photos/heatherashford/50930144708/in/faves...
Thank you everyone so very very much for all your wonderful comments, favs and support *tight hugs* <3
It was cold and windy on the hill, but sunset turned out to be pretty good. The Cotswold Way at the end of May. Lansdown Hill, near Bath. BANES, England, UK.
Sapporo City ( The central area of town / Botanical garden ) 2017 Summer /
Fast turning autumn leaves (Crazy season feeling) /
夏のきまぐれ /
Noun - The smallest circle in which a vehicle or vessel can turn with out reversing.
This is the last of the three photos taken in the short let up in the UK's two weeks of constant rain. The Circle is made by the Beach Tractor cleaning the beach as it turns to head in the opposite direction.
I can't decide which of the 3 last uploads ('Turning Circle', 'Shepherds Delight' or 'Pier shadows') to use in an up and coming Club competition - I would very much welcome anyones suggestions as to which picture to use. Thanks, Simon.
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While beautiful, this dying leaf evokes a sense of poignancy in me as it is a vivid reminder of the turning seasons and that time ruthlessly marches on.
Many thanks to all those who view, comment and or fave my photoes.....It is greatly appreciated ......Chandana
Inaugurated in 1998, the Hemisfèric was the first building in the City of Arts and Sciences to open its doors to the public.
Designed by Santiago Calatrava, it features an ovoid shell over 100 meters in diameter, housing a large spherical projection room.
It represents a large human eye, the eye of wisdom. This element symbolizes the gaze and observation of the world, which visitors discover through surprising audiovisual projections.
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Inaugurato nel 1998, l'Hemisfèric è stato il primo edificio della Ciutat de les Arts le Ciències che ha aperto le sue porte al pubblico.
È stato progettato da Santiago Calatrava, con un guscio ovoidale lungo più di 100 metri di diametro, che ospita all'interno una grande sala di proiezione a sfera.
Rappresenta un grande occhio umano, l'occhio della saggezza. Questo elemento simboleggia lo sguardo e l'osservazione del mondo che i visitatori scoprono attraverso sorprendenti proiezioni audiovisive.
Like the Magpie, this Red Wattle bird will come into my house if the food dish is empty. Sometimes it accompanies the Magpie, it knows that I will give food which he catches in his beak. When I step out into my yard each morning, he is among the first birds to greet me. Unlike some other birds, he does not demand to be fed, instead he makes repeated discreet visits when there are fewer birds around, and will come within arms reach of me, and take food from my hand.
River, that is. An oxbow in BC's Toad River caught my eye. Nice stormy drama as well.
If you want to get away I recommend northern British Columbia. A few more pics from this remote area along the Al Can Highway in comments.
Your views, faves and suggestions are always appreciated!
Have a wonderful Father's Day weekend!
"It's coming. It's coming and it's coming for me. The dark shadow is intensifying. I can see it."
“He turned to her and said, “You mean, none of the things you said were true?” She didn’t respond. All day he’d been trying to work her up, to make her say something, do something, be angry at him, anything, any thing. She would not grace the culmination of all that life, all those days when she wished him… It was too late. She didn’t respond, didn’t even look up. She was thinking this pencil was the best one she ever had. Why didn’t she buy two packs. They were even on sale. She should’ve bought two packs. “See how softly it glides. There’s a kindness to it. Yes, there surely is a kindness to it.” She turned the top upwards and for a few seconds stared at it. What was she looking for? The kindness? The kindness in which the pencil moved? Perhaps, she was. Perhaps, she was looking for kindness. He turned to leave the room. He was still breathing heavily. She couldn’t bear it. She could not possibly bear to hear that breathing one more time. She thought of turning the pen and…
She said something. He turned around suddenly, “What did you say?” She looked back down at her paper. “What did you say? You said something. What did you say? What did you say?” She was working on the background now. This whole wall needed yet another coat. She was examining the plan carefully. “It’ll all come out together. It will.” She couldn’t wait. In a day or two if she kept at it, it’d come together nicely. “It’ll come together real nice.” She just needed to make sure the pencil did not run out. No, the pencil could not run out. He had left the room some time ago. She knew. She sighed and let out a sudden rush of air emptying those lungs forcefully. She just had to be careful that pencil did not run out.”