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"For you do not desire sacrifice, or else I would give it;
You do not delight in burnt offering.
The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit,
A broken and a contrite heart -
These, O God, You will not despise" (Ps. 51:16-17).
The camp host at Calf Creek told us about Broken Bow arch. The drive out there is an ordeal. High clearance vehicle needed for sure. About an hour of constant wash-board. The hike is three miles to the arch, following cairns and the creek bed. Pictures of the arch just don't do it any justice at all. You are following the trail, turn a corner and this massive arch suddenly appears out of nowhere. In the pictures, you can't tell the size except in a few you can see a tiny person (either myself or my husband) underneath. As the creek cuts under the arch, there is a washout created where you can camp under the overhang on the shores of the creek. We were the third and fourth people there the entire week. The trail was so clean. The only signs of humans were cairns and foot prints. Save water for the hike out. The last little bit (and the first, but you're fresh then) has no shade and the last few yards, you have to scramble up loose sand to the trail head.
I kind of combined my week themes here. Ghetto lightning - using two bare bulbs, one above and one from the side. Broken - my initial idea just bummed and I was left with a bit of a broken soul.
We had a sleet last night and there was a broken orb outside and another one inside. I wonder if they are the same
broken heart broken leaves the other pieces stay inside me like broken twins !!!
why this suddenly sadness, Mom, if i hold your hand in mine all these hours all these years ???
you are alive in me forever, anyway !!!
Love you soooooooooooo much, Mom !!!
Adorooooooooooooooooooooooooo-te, minha Vida !!!
lu
today it makes 11 years Mom is gone ....
Broken Chair is a monumental sculpture in wood by the Swiss artist Daniel Berset, constructed by the carpenter Louis Genève. It is constructed of 5.5 tons of wood and is 12 metres (39 feet) high.
It depicts a giant chair with a broken leg and stands across the street from the Palace of Nations, in Geneva. It symbolises opposition to land mines and cluster bombs, and acts as a reminder to politicians and others visiting Geneva.
Genève
Canton de Genève
Suisse 2009
The aftermatch of the recent tornado is still evident in Atlanta — in this building you can see the broken windows and right on into the lights of the building.
How you have fallen from heaven, O morning star, son of the dawn! You have been cast down to the earth, you who once laid low the nations! You said in your heart, “I will ascend to heaven; I will raise my throne above the stars of God; I will sit enthroned on the mount of assembly, on the utmost heights of the sacred mountain. I will ascend above the tops of the clouds; I will make myself like the Most High.” But you are brought down to the grave, to the depths of the pit (Isa. 14:12–15, NIV).
taken almost two years ago, in one of my first ever meet up with some other photography enthusiasts here in flickr. in was probably one of the best weekend that i can remember.
The camp host at Calf Creek told us about Broken Bow arch. The drive out there is an ordeal. High clearance vehicle needed for sure. About an hour of constant wash-board. The hike is three miles to the arch, following cairns and the creek bed. Pictures of the arch just don't do it any justice at all. You are following the trail, turn a corner and this massive arch suddenly appears out of nowhere. In the pictures, you can't tell the size except in a few you can see a tiny person (either myself or my husband) underneath. As the creek cuts under the arch, there is a washout created where you can camp under the overhang on the shores of the creek. We were the third and fourth people there the entire week. The trail was so clean. The only signs of humans were cairns and foot prints. Save water for the hike out. The last little bit (and the first, but you're fresh then) has no shade and the last few yards, you have to scramble up loose sand to the trail head.
79/365
Monochromatic week
I know how she feels - statue at SFSU campus broken, probably in some drunken prank.
i told him, in so many words, how i felt, sorta, and he basically told me, in more words then this, that it was too late. and now i feel dumb for even saying anything, and even dumber for ever feeling anything.
oh...and i hate how everytime i buy lex new crayons they end up like this...but it was kinda metaphoric for how i feel today.
The August 2009 Flickrmeet was to the old Edwardian Swimming Baths on Moseley Road.
The Friends of Moseley Roads Baths are trying to preserve and restore this historic building