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You shall cross the barren desert,
But you shall not die of thirst.
You shall wander far in safety,
Though you do not know the way;
You shall speak your words in foreign lands
And all will understand.
Lori Novo
Oubliette ~ Flowers Errupt in the Wake of Spring's Warm Breath, Oubliette - Moderate
Blog Post
sllorinovo.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-am-in-love.html
Lil' Lemon, your lies had broken my heart :(
The only thing left for me to do is jump into the ocean (violin music playing in the background)
and go deep, deep, deep until I touch bottom.... mmmm, I am sooo dramatic :P
Never mind, instead, I'll leave you with this cool list of Pirate language :PPP
ENJOY!
Ahoy: Hey!
Avast: Stop!
Aye: Yes
Booty: treasure
Doubloons: pieces of gold.
Fiddlers Green: the private heaven where pirates be goin' when they die.
Grog: A pirate's favorite drink.
Lass: A woman
Me hearty: a friend or shipmate.
Want more? Check out "Talk Like A Pirate Day"
What a great shop window! It's the window of New York Costumes at Fourth Avenue and E. 11th Street.
New York Costumes
104 Fourth Avenue
New York City
That's the address that's given on line. This window is on Broadway and East 11th Street. Go figure.
I have been keeping an eye out for this little one for week or so , I knew its mother had given birth by her behavior and was slightly worried about not seeing any youngsters . This is the fawn of the Roe deer in my previous pics. This was my first sighting and its very frightened due to it being separated by a fence from mum and my dog being very close. Fortunately I stopped the dog a few yards short of the fawn, took this shot and moved on. As soon as we moved away mum came and collected her baby. Happy ending.
Shadow of Daniel's hand on shadow of venetian blind on wall.
For 7 Days of Shooting/week 20/shadows and silhouettes/fill the frame Friday
I was home alone tonight which never happens anymore. So I took advantage of it and decided to play with my strobes.
Strobist - 580EXII in beauty dish camera left
In 1306, one of the Genoese admirals, Vignolo Vignoli, sold Rhodes, Kos and Leros to the Knights of St John in Jerusalem, who by force had gained full control of the island by 1309.
While the Knights ruled Rhodes, large Florentine commercial and banking houses established branches on Rhodes Island. This was a proof of the island's power. The Knights remained in Rhodes for 213 years until 1522, when, on December 29th, the last of the Grand Masters, Villiers de l'Isle Adam, surrendered the island to Suleiman the Magnificent.
Model: Caitlin Murphy
Camera: Nikon D3000
Lens: DX Nikkor 18-55 mm
"...Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike,
Just hint a fault, and hesitate dislike..."
Alexander Pope, Atticus
Sticks and stones may break my bones ;
but words kill her inside ,
can you see all that pain ,
behind the strong mask of lies ?
I am your poison candygram,
the love that's meant to fade away
Vade retro, alter ego, move aside, I'm choking on this life
I think I tolerate your hate, as long as you're afraid
All I wanted was to be with you and suffer every day...
Under the moon I hold a wake for a promise torn
Mortally wounded, feelings sheltered me
Once again my shadow will enter your life
Could I let you wait out the night
Mother always said "My son, do the noble thing..."
You have to finish what you started, no matter what,
Now, sit, watch and learn...
"It's not how long you live, but what your morals say"
Cannot keep your part of the deal
So don't say a word... don't say a word
It won't be long now, love, like mist I slowly fill the room
I place a black candle on your chest,
the path of night is manifest
I never wanted us to end up in this catatonic phase
It wasn't me who ran away, you made me stray...
Open your blue eyes, tell me that you love me, whore
Make me believe it, oh I know you lie
Broke the vow I thought you made, my angel, why...
Settling the score, we pass the twilight...
Mother always said "My son, do the noble thing..."
You have to finish what you started, no matter what,
Now, sit, watch and learn...
"It's not how long you live, but what your morals say"
Cannot keep your part of the deal
So don't say a word... don't say a word
Strawberry blond, your stranglehold
on my heart is bound to end
I suppose, life sometimes,
it doesn't go the way it was meant.
Though you never were a believer, yet
I won't die before you
You read the book now,
Good bye
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust"
Closing your eyes, don't ever say you love me, whore
You never meant a word, I know you lied
When there is life, there is despair, indulge me now
and stay alive this night... I promise you the end before the first light
arrives...
Mother always said "My son, do the noble thing..."
You have to finish what you started, no matter what,
Now, sit, watch and learn...
"It's not how long you live, but what your morals say"
Cannot keep your part of the deal
So don't say a word... don't say...
Mother always said "My son, do the noble thing..."
You have to finish what you started, no matter what,
Now, sit, watch and learn...
"It's not how long you live, but what your morals say"
Cannot keep your part of the deal
So don't say a word... Don't Say a Word!
The High Street in Bangor City Centre in North Wales.
Don't be afraid to ask for help - graffiti street art on hoardings.
Peidiwch a bod ofn gofyn am gymorth
I'm afraid I can't say I'm too sorry, considering I dont live in the area and have never liked Rite-Aid in the first place. However, the section of highway where this is located is very interesting because they have lots of tall signs like this for various other businesses, McDonalds for example, but there is nothing left except perhaps part the foundation.