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My first time growing strawberries and i have taken the advice to grow them high above the ground as not to be eaten by other than intended ...ME!
ps ..... ripened by the sunshine and tossed in sugar they were YUMMY!
The Butterfly symbolizes new beginning's, rebirth, transformation and positive changes.
May 2025 bring you all the above
Lower Crow Creek Falls, Chattahoochee National Forest - Rabun County, Georgia.
Early spring along Crow Creek in northern Georgia.
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Cactus stickers are called spines, evolved from the leaves.
Thorns are the pointy things evolved from branches and usually found on trees.
A deep inner look at the evolution of Cactus spines, seeing them full size and just beginning to emerge from the overlapping leaves of the bud. Tiny clusters sprouting up around the edges. So exciting to see these different phases of development right next to each other. And to have a chance to examine the bud almost as closely as a visiting ant!
I love the varying tones of green... from the bright green of new growth to the soft blue-green-grey of the older. Look at this one Original Size. It's amazing!
Opuntia
Fairchild Tropical Botanic Garden, Miami FL
Another, from the same morning, can be viewed in the first comment box. :)
- Keefer Lake, Ontario, Canada -
At the beginning of the twentieth century, during the Belle Époque, many artists had studios or worked in or around Montmartre, including Salvador Dalí, Amedeo Modigliani, Claude Monet, Piet Mondrian, Pablo Picasso, Camille Pissarro and Vincent van Gogh. Montmartre is also the setting for several hit films. This site is served by metro line 2 stations of Anvers, Pigalle and Blanche and the line 12 stations of Pigalle, Abbesses, Lamarck - Caulaincourt and Jules Joffrin.
“Every morning we are born again. What we do today matters most.” – Buddha
“One can never have enough beginnings.” – J.R.R. Tolkien
"The world is round and the place which may seem like the end, may also be the beginning."~ Ivy Baker
CFS 1801, CFS 8033, CFS 1828 have arrived at Saint Lambert-de-Lauzon.
Hard to beat a trio of MLW's in 2026.
В то утро мы специально встали пораньше, чтобы успеть добраться до мыса и встретить рассвет. Никто не знал как близко мы сможем подъехать на машине и сколько нам останется идти пешком. В это время года все дороги заносит приличным слоем снега, и они становятся непроходимыми для автомобилей. Согревшись в машине, я погрузился в дрему. Ямы и прочие дорожные неровности были, вероятно, слишком ничтожными, чтобы стряхнуть ее полностью. Звук закрывшейся двери разбудил меня, и выйдя из машины я оказался на морозе в дубовом лесу по колено в снегу. В свете фар было видно, что машинам было непросто сюда заехать, а также, что впереди нас ждало такое же непростое восхождение пешком. Мы поднимались в гору сквозь дубовый лес. Звук хрустящего снега сменялся звуками шелеста прошлогодних листьев, но неизменными были звуки нашего сопения и кряхтения. Когда перед нами открылся вид на мыс, ощущение реальности куда-то делось. Мне совсем не верилось, что я здесь — стою на краю мира и смотрю на бескрайнее Японское море, где с шумом и рокотом разбиваются в пену волны-громадины. В какой-то момент просто начинает кружиться голова. Творческие души путешественников не выдержали. Все побросали рюкзаки, расставили штативы и точно стайка сурикатов выстроились в одном направлении в попытках поймать идеальный кадр. Я не спешил, наслаждаясь видом и попивая горячий чай с печеньками. Нужно было решить важный вопрос: остаться здесь наверху или спуститься на берег, усеянный пятнистыми и полосатыми камнями, под стать местным представителя фауны. Но внезапно порозовевший горизонт сделал выбор за меня. Начинался рассвет и во мне пробуждалась творческая душа…
That morning we got up early on purpose to get to the cape in time to watch the sunrise. No one knew how close we could get by car and how long we would have to walk. At this time of year, all roads are covered with a decent layer of snow, and they become impassable for cars. Having warmed up in the car, I fell asleep. The potholes and other road imperfections were probably too minor to shake my slumber off completely. The sound of the door closing woke me up, and when I got out of the car I found myself in the cold, in an oak forest, knee-deep in snow. In the light of the headlights it was clear that it was not easy for cars to get here, and also that an equally difficult ascent on foot lay ahead of us. We climbed up the mountain through an oak forest. The sound of crunching snow was replaced by the sounds of rustling last year's leaves, but the sounds of our sniffing and grunting remained unchanged. When the view of the cape opened before us, the sense of reality disappeared somewhere. I couldn’t believe at all that I was here - standing on the edge of the world and looking at the endless Sea of Japan, where huge waves crashed into foam with noise and roar. At some point you just start to feel dizzy. The creative souls of the travelers could not stand it. Everyone dropped their backpacks, set up their tripods and, like a flock of meerkats, lined up in one direction, trying to catch the perfect shot. I took my time, enjoying the view and drinking hot tea with cookies. An important question had to be resolved: to stay up here or go down to the shore, strewn with spotted and striped stones, matching the local fauna. But the suddenly pink horizon made the choice for me. The dawn was beginning and the creative soul was awakening in me...
it’s still summer: temperatures soar and flowers blossom. but a few leaves drop to the ground. a gentle reminder that autumn will begin soon. still, there’s no rush. for now i love watching the few fallen leaves, illuminated by sunset light.
More than a year ago already I posted an imago of a romantic couple posing on the rim of the Charyn Canyon (www.flickr.com/photos/115540984@N02/49239492492/in/datepo...), a wonderful spot in the far east of Kazakhstan (and the most eastern point that I ended up during this journey, ca 100 kilometer close to the border with China).
After that shot we walked down into the canyon, along a very rough but also scenic path. We ended in this lovely oasis where the river the Charyn has carved its way through the rock formations with all those intense red and purple rocks. And where water is, arid landscapes turn green.
If you want to sleep in this place, there is a campsite and cabins to stay for the night.
20 September 2019 I came back from my journey over a part of the Silk Road to and through Central Asia. 4 months of traveling through 14 countries (Germany, Austria, Hungary, Romania, Turkey, Georgia, Azerbaijan, Kazakhstan, Kirgizstan, Tajikistan, Uzbekistan, Turkmenistan, Iran) before I flew home from Teheran. An impressive journey in countries that are extremely beautiful, with lovely and welcoming people and diverse cultures and history.
Intense traveling with more than 20000 kilometers in our mobile home on sometimes roads that hardly could be called that way. We saw many villages and cities (some wonderful, others very ugly), countries that are transforming from the old Soviet era into something more related to older cultures and the way people live, often funded by oil readily available around the Caspian sea. We saw the amazing mountains south of the Black Sea, the wonderful Caucasus, and the high mountains in the far east close to China with peaks over 7000 meter, and not to forget the (Bulgarian) Alps!
We crossed the great steppe of Kazakhstan. a drive of at least 5000 km, the remnants of lake Aral, once one of the biggest lakes of the world, saw a rocket launch from Baikonur (this little part is Russian owned), we crossed many high mountains passes, and drove the breathtaking canyon that comes from the Pamir, beginning at ca 4500 meter, and going down for ca. 400km to an altitude of 1300 meter, driving for 100's of kilometers along the Afghan border.
And then the numerous lakes with all sorts of different colors from deep cobalt blue to turquoise, and one rare spectacle in Turkmenistan where a gas crater is burning already for more than 40 years. And finally and certainly not the least to mention an enormous amount of wonderful, hospitable and welcoming people. The woman often dressed in wonderful dresses, and bringing a lot of color in the streets of almost of all countries we visited.
Please join us on Sunday, January 3rd @ noon slt as we celebrate the opening of the Darkness Beholds Light Gallery with featured guest artist Kahlan Bingyi.
I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish I'll be your fantasy.
I'll be your hope, I'll be your love be everything that you need.
I love you more with every breath truly madly deeply do..
I will be strong I will be faithful 'cos I'm counting on A new beginning.
A reason for living. A deeper meaning.
I want to stand with you on a mountain.
I want to bathe with you in the sea.
I want to lay like this forever.
Until the sky falls down on me...
And when the stars are shining brightly in the velvet sky,
I'll make a wish send it to heaven then make you want to cry..
The tears of joy for all the pleasure and the certainty.
That we're surrounded by the comfort and protection of..
The highest power. In lonely hours. The tears devour you..
I want to stand with you on a mountain,
I want to bathe with you in the sea.
I want to lay like this forever,
Until the sky falls down on me...
Oh can't you see it baby?
You don't have to close your eyes 'cos it's standing right before you.
All that you need will surely come...
Listening to.....Truly, Madly, Deeply - Savage Garden
As we finish up another Orange-A-Lish Weekend at Pinkalicious.. don't forget about our Boo Hoo Blue Mondays. Just say'n !!
The secret to a rich life is to have more beginnings than endings.
David Weinbaum
tones: Pixel Lounge and Bärbel's PS/PSE actions
texture: pareeerica