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Happy New Year!
(Photo taken by Mrs. Suchbild)
(feat. Mr. Suchbild)
Heiligenhafen 01/2018
. . . From a precious Granddaughter.
Posted for "Looking Close on Friday" challenge; "Words of Love".
Words strain,
Crack and sometimes break, under the burden,
Under the tension, slip, slide, perish,
Will not stay still.
TS Eliot Four Quartets, [Burnt Norton]
Brussels, 2020
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I adore pretty things and witty words.
(Kate Spade)
Smile on Saturday! :-) - Words
(photo by Freya, edit by me)
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For this portrait of Serene, when I select the snapshot of 5, I had this idea of pictures and title immediately. I know, we have already seen this style pict and brushes in many streams :).
Serene = I think, you guess the title and meaning. :))) ... beyond the image.
There is earth that never leaves your hands,
rain that never leaves your bones.
Words so old they are broken from us,
because they can only be broken.
They will not let go,
because some love
is broken from love,
like stones
from stone,
rain from rain,
like the sea
from the sea.
Anne Michaels, 'Into Arrival'
"Never part without loving words to think of during your absence. It may be that you will not meet again in this life."
~Jean Paul
Answer if you want. I saw this question on the net ( not sure who said that) and I really thought it was an interesting question. My answer is No but I still like to go places far away when it is possible.
** thanks Tota for the texture.**
Répondez à cette question si vous voulez. Faut-il aller loin pour trouver des choses intéressantes à photographier? Ma réponse est non mais j'aime quand même aller loin si c'est possible.
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This image has been sat at the top of my stream for a little while now, nudging at my subconscious. And as the comments have drifted in, it's really gnawed away at something a little deeper. [Feel free to agree or disagree at your leisure. But I'd be genuinely intrigued to hear any thoughts.] Scroll, down, down, down....
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Hello my amazing Flickr friends !!
Today is a pink or purple day at Color My World Daily and the theme at Smile on Saturday is words of love. So after a very intense and long celebration of my birthday yesterday, I desperately try to get back to life (and lose my hungover and headache) before my next party which is in about 6 hours from now. Luckily for me, I’m not the one hosting it…But let me tell you, my body will need lots and lots of words of love today, just to be able to walk straight or stand with my eyes open (and we are far, far away from having a logical conversation… yes this might be a little bit exaggerate but I feel like c***rap ) …. I love you all to the moon and back.
Happy New Lunar Year (that is what we will celebrate tonight and I’m truly looking forward !!) !!! And don’t forget to smile HSOS !!!
Mucho, mucho amor for you my friends !! Have a beautiful day !!!
Thank you so much for all your lovely comments / favs/ general support / happy thoughts!! Stay safe and well!! And see you soon on Flickr !
"I write a message, shouldn't send it, should delete it
Yeah, 'cause friends don't text at 2 AM (Friends don't text at 2 AM)
You got me overstimulated, overthinking
I've been drinking and I can't pretend
What you do to me, what you do
You're seeing right through me, seeing through (Seeing through)
I write a message, hundred times I read it
Maybe I'll regret it but I'm pressing send
So what if I use my body?
And I'll give you more than words
Show me how much you want me
We both know love can hurt, but
We text in the middle of the night, yeah
Tryna be good but we wanna be right here
What if I use my body?
And I'll give you more than words
What if I-
What if I use my body?
And I'll give you more than words
I got these feelings and they're messing with me and my mind
Am I reading into this? (Am I reading into this?)
Yeah, I got whiskey on my lips, go on and kiss me
And I swear you know I'm worth the risk
What you do to me, what you do
You're seeing right through me, seeing through (Seeing through)
I got these feelings and they're messing with me
But I like it, yeah, I like it
So what if I use my body?
And I'll give you more than words
Show me how much you want me
We both know love can hurt, but
We text in the middle of the night, yeah
Tryna be good but we wanna be right here
What if I use my body?
And I'll give you more than words
And I'll give you more than, more than-
And I'll give you more than words
What if I-
What if I use my body?
And I'll give you more than words"
Lyrics Source:
genius.com/Culture-code-more-than-words-lyrics
Video:
The hell of the living is not something that will be. If there is one, it is what is already here, the hell we live in every day, that we make by being together. There are two ways to escape suffering it. The first is easy for many: accept the hell, and become such a part of it that you can no longer see it. The second is risky and demands constant vigilance and apprehension: seek and learn to recognize who and what, in the midst of hell, are not hell, then make them endure, give them space
[Italo Calvino]
Words don't come easy to me
How can I find a way to make you see I love you
Words don't come easy
Words don't come easy to me
This is the only way for me to say I love you
Words don't come easy
Well, I'm just a music man
Melodies are so far my best friend
But my words are coming out wrong
Girl, I reveal my heart to you and
Hope that you believe it's true 'cause
Words don't come easy to me
How can I find a way to make you see I love you
Words don't come easy
This is just a simple song
That I've made for you on my own
There's no hidden meaning you know when I
When I say I love you honey
Please believe I really do 'cause
Words don't come easy to me
How can I find a way to make you see I love you
Words don't come easy
It isn't easy, words don't come easy
Words don't come easy to me
How can I find a way to make you see I love you
Words don't come easy
Don't come easy to me
This is the only way for me to say I love you
Words don't come easy
Words don't come easy
"If you wish to experience peace, provide peace for another. If you wish to know that you are safe, cause another to know that they are safe. If you wish to better understand seemingly incomprehensible things, help another to better understand. If you wish to heal your own sadness or anger, seek to heal the sadness or anger of another."
Dalai Lama
Dirty Mouth, Dirty Words
Florida Sandhill Cranes - River Lakes Conservation Area, North Wickham Road, Melbourne, Florida
And there's no denying . . .
These guys do have their opinions !
And they did in fact yammer quite a bit,
as they grubbed their way through the sandhills lookin' for lunch.
Note:
Yet another multifocus composite, where I did a quick click/click to capture each of the pair in focus while keeping the BG out of the fray.
I don't need quotes a be a better human, I don't need them to express myself. I don't need them to have more self-confidence. My words are my pictures, they are talking to those who understand.
Sorry, I don't wear false feathers, I don't need them to feel more pretty.
Awake
And everything is an oasis of light
the musicality of words that sound within and sing ,conditions for a humanity that is extinct
... the universe is deaf...
I will sit next to a score made of tenderness.
I wake up sitting inside a dream watching feather of ink fall.
Moon
Despierto
Y todo es un oasis de luz.
La musicalidad de las palabras que suenan y cantan en el interior, condiciones para una humanidad que se extingue
... el universo está sordo...
Me sentaré junto a una partitura hecha de ternura.
Me despierto sentado dentro de un sueño viendo caer una pluma de tinta.
Si sonríes cada día verás el mundo de diferente color.-
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The misnamed "Ring-necked duck" is known in French as a "Fuligule (or Morillon) à bec cerclé." In other words, a ring-billed duck. This pretty North American duck does occasionally land on the European continent, driven by storms. And when it does, it excites birders there.
This is a quick self portrait image I took with my phone using Hipstamatic yesterday when I was pushing my husband in a wheelchair on our way out of the hospital as we waited for an elevator. My husband had a minor surgical procedure to have a port placed because he requires frequent IV medication for lung infections which he often does at home for at least two weeks due to having a heart/double lung transplant 31+ years ago, failing lungs, bronchiectasis. For me, there are at least a thousand words or more contained within this self portrait I took with my husband yesterday. It seems impossible to put into words all that I see in this image….after all the appointments, procedures, surgeries, hospitalizations, major medical emergencies that I feared my husband would not live through, sadness, hopefulness, miracles, provision, life, strength, sorrow, rejoicing, experiences beyond comprehension, my own severe struggles that intermingle with my husband’s health condition, complex situations, experiences that seem impossible to recover from, no easy fixes, a way of life that seems so different than how most people our age are living, an extreme pull to stop trying to survive and function, doing the impossible, a deep love for and connection with my husband and so many more things. This image really does hold a lot of personal meaning for me. I’m incredibly grateful for the gift of photography and how it allows me to have a unique “language” when it seems impossible to explain experiences and a way of life that feel impossible to accurately express with words, a way to try not to keep all this trapped inside where it grows and intensifies in harmful ways. I’m thankful for a way to try to express a thousand words.