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Winter landscape Twente
Fietspad Het Stift richting Weerselo
Knooppunt 76
Het Stift in Weerselo is een eeuwenoud beschermd dorpsgezicht. Een voormalig Benedictijnenklooster uit de 12e eeuw en vanaf de 14e eeuw een Stift, waar ongehuwde dames van adel woonden.
Thank you so very much for your kind and meaningful support. You are all so amazing to me and I appreciate your every gesture of kindness and and encouragement.
Lately I been, I been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby I been, I been prayin' hard
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be counting stars
Yeah, we'll be counting stars
I see this life
Like a swinging vine
Swing my heart across the line
In my faces flashing signs
Seek it out and ye shall find
The old, but I'm not that old
Young, but I'm not that bold
And I don't think the world is sold
I'm just doing what we're told
I, feel something so right
Doing the wrong thing
I, feel something so wrong
But doing the right thing
I could lie, could lie, could lie
Everything that kills me makes me feel alive
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Sissy Face Tattoo ( BOM Only ) by BBK from eBENTO Event then BBK Marketplace
Photographer : The person in the picture with me My SL Son
Thank you for the birthday gift always amazing and surprising me, thank you for the years of friendship, creativity and inspiration ♥
Some people enter your lives and turn into the best friends one could wish for. Lately I have had the honour to thank a wonderful woman for supporting me through a loss of a loved one.. and hanging out with her and exploring our love for photography.
👗: To see ~~Jenn's~~ Version.
🎼: Count on Me ~Whitney Houston and Cece~
✈️ : Cherishville
Count on me through thick and thin
A friendship that will never end
When you are weak, I will be strong
Helping you to carry on
Call on me, I will be there, don't be afraid
Please believe me when I say, count on
I can see that it's hurting you, I can feel your pain
It's hard to see the sunshine, through the rain, oh
I know sometimes it seems as if, it's never gonna end
But you'll get through it
Just don't give in cause you can
ʙʀᴀʙᴏs | ɴᴀᴛʜᴀɴ sᴋɪɴ , ʜᴀɪʀʙᴀsᴇ & ᴇʏᴇs - ғᴀᴛᴘᴀᴄᴋ
ɴᴏᴏᴡᴀᴋ | ᴅᴇᴀɴ sʜɪʀᴛ - ғᴀᴛᴘᴀᴄᴋ
ғʏʀ | ʀᴏᴍᴀɴ sʜᴏʀᴛs - ғᴀᴛᴘᴀᴄᴋ
ᴇǫᴜᴀʟ | ғʀᴀɴᴋɪᴇ ᴄʟᴏɢs - ғᴀᴛᴘᴀᴄᴋ
after sunset
Gisteren nog even aan het spelen geweest met filters en langere sluitertijden. Het waster was best wel laag wat mogelijkheden geeft met keien. Even wachten op wat golven van een passerend schip en tellen maar.
reversed grey filter nd04
As I wait in anticipation for Spring to arrive, I can almost smell the fragrance of sweet peas. "Here are sweet peas, on tiptoe for a flight; With wings of gentle flush o'er delicate white, And taper fingers catching at all things, To bind them all about with tiny rings."
John Keats
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Image captured at White Rock BC, Canada
With the beautiful & majestic, volcanic Mt. Baker in the background. Mt. Baker is located in Washington, USA.
You may recognize the lone board paddler and his dog from previous photographs. See below photo:
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The board paddler and his faithful companion are a common sight at White Rock.
I am always both amazed and impressed by their balance.
They travel together, mastering some of the most challenging waves. The temperature of the seasons never seems to deter their efforts.
The BNSF Railway line passes through White Rock along the beach before turning north around Ocean Park and Crescent Beach.
The spectrum of colors we enjoy in Nature can be infinite. The hues, the depth and the richness in the combinations we witness don’t go unnoticed. Whether the colors are in a sunrise or a sunset, in the colorful leaves of a warm sunny Autumn day or the freshest of flowers on a Spring morning, when enjoying these colors let’s remember too that, “Softness Counts.” Softness can almost be felt within a given presentation. Thanks for viewing my work.
This was Loweswater in the English Lake District last week, days off work were spent counting clouds, turns out my husband is much better at it than me, I keep getting distracted.
Think of a big crowd
floating by like clouds;
they baa going by
softly 'cross the sky
and just like one of those
you will drift off and close
your eyes.
-Count Sheep, a children's song
For My Gorgeous Sister Kelly ♥
Thank you to my Amazing Sis and bestie Kelly for doing this picture with me . My face hurt last night from all the laughing and smiling you really do mean the world to me Sis and i'm so blessed i have you in my life . You shine so bright i just know you're an Angel with a devilish sense of humour lmao . But seriously i adore you and love you to bits ,you make the world a better place sweetheart and me a better person 💕💕💕
Credits ♥
What i'm wearing on the right
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A massive thank you in advance for all your kindness and support i really appreciate it .Have a wonderful weekend my dear friends huge hugs and much love 💕
Working nights this week and literally counting sheep during the day! This trio couldn't have posed any better at the top of the hills - wished the photographer took a sharper pic... but she was and is rather sleep deprived xxx. Thanks for visiting my photostream.
"And just like that…winter opened cold bleary eyes to the newborn colors of spring."
~ Angie Weiland-Crosby
The leaves of the Muscari plants fill my flower garden. Soon I'll remove the layer of soft Autumn leaves and greet the soil once again. Here's to digging in soil and celebrating new growth. Come on, Spring!
Lately, I've been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby I've been praying hard
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be counting stars
we'll be counting stars
Con esta canción de One Republic,os dejo contando estrellas, feliz viernes!