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sakura (桜) cherry blossom air さくら 🌸🍃
Time after time
Alone in the city of whirling blossoms
Those petals fly in the whirling wind
The miracle of meeting you
In a city where the wind whispered through
The hanamidou tells of the end of spring
One petal from this misty flower.
Time After Time (花舞う街で) // In the Street of Dancing Flowers — Mai Kuraki
[theme song for Detective Conan: Crossroad in the Ancient Capital]
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Earlier this week we received the prettiest surprise in the mail from @RedCrossCanada! The ink pen and gold stickers were a gift from the organization, for our donations after my Dad passed away in December 2015.
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3 November 2013: After a long "bad weather break", we finally got one of the biggest shows this season. It's really early in the season, so there's probably more to come! This was along Tromvik beach.
“Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn.
Why? Because this storm isn't something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. This storm is you. Something inside of you. So all you can do is give in to it, step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn't get in, and walk through it, step by step. There's no sun there, no moon, no direction, no sense of time. Just fine white sand swirling up into the sky like pulverized bones. That's the kind of sandstorm you need to imagine.
And you really will have to make it through that violent, metaphysical, symbolic storm. No matter how metaphysical or symbolic it might be, make no mistake about it: it will cut through flesh like a thousand razor blades. People will bleed there, and you will bleed too. Hot, red blood. You'll catch that blood in your hands, your own blood and the blood of others.
And once the storm is over you won't remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won't even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won't be the same person who walked in. That's what this storm's all about.”
― Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore
When Earth Wore the Colors of Venus
As twilight embraced Montezuma Pass, I turned my lens toward the quiet horizon—Mexico resting beneath the breath of dusk. There it was: the Belt of Venus, a delicate blush of rose-pink caressing the edge of the world, wrapped above the deepening Earth’s shadow—a quiet blue veil cast by our own planet upon its sky.
This ethereal belt forms when sunlight scatters through Earth’s atmosphere, reflecting from the opposite horizon just as the Sun dips below it. The pink hue arises from backscattered reddened sunlight, while the darker band beneath is the Earth’s umbra, slowly rising as night claims the day.
Between these two—light and shadow—the heavens whisper of cycles eternal: dusk to dawn, day to night, and the tender reminder that even Earth casts beauty in its own shadow.
Captured with Canon EOS 5D Mark III, 70–200mm lens, on a Manfrotto tripod, overlooking the Mexico side of Montezuma Pass, Arizona, USA, while awaiting the Beaver Supermoon’s rise.
Simplicity is beautiful, and I can't resist it.
The sound of rain mixed with the crackling of a wood fire. The way music feels when it's dark but for candlelight. The way morning light breaks gently into dreams, when the world is still sleepily quiet. And the sudden alertness when you realize you're the only one who gets to have this moment. #sweeterpoetry
Early morning is my favourite time to take photos. Streets are usually empty and quiet, but in Prague it was not the case... Charles Bridge was already pretty crowded at 6:30 am
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Once again proving that we can get an incredible auroral show even with moonlight. In fact, here we have the moon on the horizon! This was captured at the border of Finland.
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Be present. Make love. Make tea. Avoid small talk. Embrace conversation. Buy a plant, water it. Make your bed. Make someone else’s bed. Have a smart mouth, and quick wit. Run. Make art. Create. Swim in the ocean. Swim in the rain. Take chances. Ask questions. Make mistakes. Learn. Know your worth. Love fiercely. Forgive quickly. Let go of what doesn’t make you happy. Grow.
— Paulo Coelho