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For Self Portrait Challenge -- 'Upside Down'
First ttv Self Portrait I've tried. It wasn't too bad. I had to set the tlr on the floor and set up the D40 on a tripod facing straight down into the contraption. The remote did the rest.
Beyond the cypress trees, fog hovers just over the river surface and hides the mountain top as an angler fishes the Mountain Fork River in Broken Bow, Oklahoma.
Everett locked everyone out of my home office one day. The lock was old and the key was long gone, so I had to call the locksmith to break in. Everett owes me $100.
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This is a portion of a broken decorative piece of plaster. It was in the basement of the Timothy Kent Gallery in Bloomington, Illinois. I would appreciate tips on learning how to extract and fade. I'd like to make the edges blend darker back into the background.
I was skating today and literally fell on my face. I broke my glasses and the glasses cut my face. I fell on my wrist as well and that hurts like hell. I can barely type with this damn wrist guard on. If I was wearing it while I was skating, I wouldn't be cursing near as much as I am right now.
A 180 nose grind turned into a 270 face bump to glasses break to fakie.
set out on a narrow way many years ago
Hoping I would find true love along the broken road
But I got lost a time or two
Wiped my brow and kept pushing through
I couldn't see how every sign pointed straight to you
Every long lost dream lead me to where you are
Others who broke my heart they were like northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you
I think about the years I spent just passing through
I'd like to have the time I lost and give it back to you
But you just smile and take my hand
You've been there you understand
It's all part of a grander plan that is coming true
Every long lost dream lead me to where you are
Others who broke my heart they were like northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you
for you my hubby....in spite of the road that seemed to be so difficult, I'm so thankful it led me straight to you.
I bought this Isle of Wight plate at the Inchinnan fete and gala day but Graham accidentally smashed it about twenty seconds after we got it home. I have kept the pieces for a crafty project or two.
Ik was net een prikbord aan het slopen, en toen zag ik opeens dit latje (rand van het prikbord) en ik dacht: Zo,daar kan ik een mooie foto van maken!
Nou, dat heb ik dus ook gedaan.
Now the celebrating broken things
I don't want a world of broken things
You can tell that something isn't right
When all your heroes are in black and white.
At a checkpoint during broken hearts
original here:
fastermustache.org/gallery/biking/Broken+Hearts-Evil+Eye/...
Image stabilization is pretty effective, but not effective enough to have the camera levitate like in the classic Lenovo laptop commercial.
it was a good life, till gravity OWNED it. The lens was tweaked about 30* to one side. And the LCD showed "Lens error, please restart camera"
Uh...so I "set" the broken bones in the camera by forcing and massaging it into a straightened position, the camera now sorta works, but everything is darkened, and autofocus aint perfect. I'm reverting to my A510 while I get the A570 IS replaced. The camera's that great, that I'm actually gonna buy another.
I love this cup a lot sadly I had broken it. It was the second one, again I need to look for the offer from Nescafe again.
I don't know why, but I found that broken window of a wall near a castle something interesting to me. Maybe it's about secrets again...
The room is dark and empty,
Dust fills the air,
Where once there was joy and light...
Now cobwebs gather here
Where there was once such life
Memories lie cold and dead
On the hard floor of passing time
Once your voice rang in this room
Talking the time away....
Yet, I can no longer hear your words
Now resides mute silence here
Crying out day and night
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