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If you plant one dandelion, chances are you’ll soon have about eight hundred to pull up.
Dandelions reproduce asexually, so each new dandelion is a genetic copy of its parent plant
... are like sunrises who waits too long,
if she misses
-Joan Lund
Panorama from 20 pictures
Chancen....
... sind wie Sonnenaufgänge, wer zu lange wartet,
verpasst sie
-Joan Lunden-
Panorama aus 20 Bilder
You do not do any favors on loving someone
Neither me, neither me
Who invented love was not me
It was not me, was not me
Nor me or anyone else
Love happens in life
You were off guard and by chance I was too
And as chances are important, darling
Of our lives, life also made a chance
my own translation from Nem eu - Dorival Caymmi
in Second Life
"To cherish what remains of the Earth and foster it's renewal is our only legitimate hope for survival"- Wendall Berry
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What is it? It's the No Chance Saloon. It's Bedrock Bar, The End of the Line Cafe, The Bottom of the Sea Rathskeller! Don't you notice the beautiful calm in the atmosphere? That's because it's the last harbor. No one here has to worry about where they're going next, because there is no farther they can go. It's a great comfort to them. Although even here they keep up the appearances of life with a few harmless pipe dreams about their yesterdays and tomorrows, as you'll see for yourself if you're here long.
"The Iceman Cometh" - Eugene O'Neill ( from Act One; Larry )
J'ai eu beaucoup de chance avec cette photo. Il s'est posé, j'ai shooté et il est reparti. Une seule prise de loin. J'ai du recouper beaucoup. On n'en voit pas beaucoup par ici.
I was very lucky with this shot as this beautiful butterfly landed on the scabiosa and took off again very quickly. I had time for only one shot and I had to crop it a lot. We don't see them much here.
an image from the beginning of our journey 8 days ago which pretty much sums up the emotion of being on Icelandic roads.
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A Chance Encounter..
Peaches.. The smell of peaches captured my attention..
It was unusual for such a crisp autumn day
Looking up from my usual coffee and paper morning routine to find its source..
I saw her.. she was young.. yet elegantly dressed with a sophisticated presence..
She was struggling with a huge great Dane.. which gave me a chuckle as he did not want to walk any further and he was clearly winning the argument.
She sat down and ordered ..I glanced back at my paper, but something about her demanded my attention..
A slight breeze blew by as she tucked a few strands of her hair behind her ears..
I grabbed my sketch book and tried to capture her in that moment..
I began to wonder.. let my mind drift and a story began to form.. surprising myself as many months had past without any.
Words.. began to flow it was difficult to keep up with..
I look up.. she had gone.. small sense of disappointment flashed across my mind.. but smiling knowing the story had just begun.
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..for you Rita (oohed and ahedduck)..
and Punkin :-)
..And now you're all I long to see
You've come to mean so much to me
Chances are I'll see you
....In my dreams tonight
You'll be smiling like the night we met
Chances are I'll hold you and I'll offer
All I have..
Lyrics:
Great titles do nothing Beautiful slogans mean nothing Love is a sentimental hodgepodge Write, look, die, fight, then lose it We're familiar with battles and numbers We've got no chance to win alone This sick ambition up closle will turn any plan into ashes We're familiar with battles and numbers We've got no chance to win alone And it's not worth it anymore, we've become void There's an emptiness all around, maybe we'll fill it up We'll replace sweet lies with truth The emptiness will disappear, we'll fill it up together Out of breath The pulse quickens Out of breath The pulse quickens Great titles do nothing They'll not see their own pride The ego got lost in its thoughts, exits, profits Too much loss In love with numbers, drinks, exposed to another shot This sick ambition up closle will turn any plan into ashes We're familiar with battles and numbers We've got no chance to win alone And it's not worth it anymore, we've become void There's an emptiness all around, maybe we'll fill it up We'll replace sweet lies with truth The emptiness will disappear, we'll fill it up together And it's not worth it anymore, we've become void There's an emptiness all around, maybe we'll fill it up We'll replace sweet lies with truth The emptiness will disappear, we'll fill it up together Out of breath The pulse quickens Out of breath The pulse quickens
So you thought I was done with the Spiders? Ha! No chance. Temporarily I was without them as the usual locations are missing said Spiders due mostly to the change in the weather; but completely by accident I found another location against a different backdrop, these are much harder to photograph as there is no back light, just the night time black of the canal behind the metal railings where these little ones are living, so focus is a challenge even with the assistance of the Focus Illuminator.
Still, I have taken hundreds of new photos and many I will continue to post up here, this Orb Weaver was navigating between two rusted metal bars, against the street lights behind it, gave a really Urban Midnight feel, hope you enjoy!
Here's to another weekend, I hope everyone has a great one and so as always, thank you! :)
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Heading back to Bryce Canyon from Cedar City, UT we saw a sign for a scenic highway and took our chances. We ended up at Brian Head Sky Resort at elevation 10,920 feet. Quite a view from the lookout before we headed down again to Tropic. The resort was all closed up and deserted at this time of year. Not much skiing in May.
Scenic Byway 143, UT
I was here just one day and it just happened that when I came here the weather was once again perfect for a picture. Seems unlikely that I am so lucky, but it has happened before. The days before and the next day the weather was really boring, cloudy and rainy. What are the chances?
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...driving down a local country lane to capture frost and fog saw these Roe Deer running across a field knowing they would cross this track,so jumped out of the car and quickly took this-very much-grab shot!
I am always on the lookout for a good sunset. For me a good sunset needs some clouds to give it just the right pop. Chances tonight were 50/50. I think I won.
While I've shot this location several times before I finally feel like this is post worthy.
Mike d.
Ella was the type to lean a little more towards ‘live and let live’ when given the chance, but she didn’t take lightly being cheated or otherwise done wrong. It was the principal of the thing that she tended to take issue with. Even on the wrong side of the law, she still had a moral compass, though perhaps it didn’t always point due north.
Ella had met her share of shady characters throughout her travels. There was always some degree of dishonesty to a man, she reckoned, but it was all about how much you could live with at the end of the day.
Unfortunately, they’d pin these little tin stars to just about anyone’s chest that would have them, and sadly, hiding behind that little star tended to make a slightly bent man break completely bad.
Ella could wager the lawman had no clue what he was doing when he made eyes for the dappled stud she rode into town on, and she had hard money on the fact that he had no idea what he was calling down on himself when he pulled his gun on her, telling her she’d make it to see another day if she just handed over the reins. Little did he know…
There were few things she held in high regard these days, with all the hard living she’d come to know so well, but Mille and the dappled palomino were two things she held dearest. A history of loyalty had tied them together, and it would take more than some twisted town sheriff to pull them apart.
There are times when knowing when to fold means living to see another day, and though the reins about burned her hand as she handed them over, she knew she’d be seeing the man again, and very soon.
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❁ Lelutka
⍟ Doux
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☼ Hazel
⍟ Stoic
☼ Salem
⍟ Riders
❁ Tres Blah
☼ Cheval D'or
⍟ Teegle
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