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Nature reserve Haaksbergerveen in the Netherlands. This corner is called Siberia / Het Haaksbergseveen op de Nederlands-Duitse grens. Dit stuk heet Siberië
When Chekhov saw the long winter, he saw a time of desolation and despair, where hope seemed a distant memory. Yet we understand that winter is simply a chapter in the unbroken flow of life.
Standing here in this stillness, surrounded by the quiet of the season, I can't help but feel that a winter like this carries a quiet sort of grace.
A row of disused and abandoned former workers´cottages on a road out of Villaviciosa.
Best seen large.
One last shot at the previous version of Everwinter. The new one is maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Atomic/135/83/30
The little red devil was bored out of her mind.
Some one had locked her up in an asylum.
How dare they, I mean she was so very sweet under that mean exterior.
On this dark and moonlit night, she longingly looked out the window.
Hoping against hope that some poor soul might wander by to entertain her.
When all of a sudden she spotted one, a fresh happy singing soul walking along the dark path of Desolation at Deadlands.
So up she jumped. With a menacing scowl and a spring in her step she leapt upon her victim.
It is here i leave you as it wasn't a pretty sight.
Best fun ever at
I had just arrived at the shore of Desolation Lake. Every few minutes thereafter the breeze would stop just long enough to bring reflections similar to the ones visible above.
3DA2 Intermodal from Darwin with locos GWB102,ALF20 are about 30kms North of Manguri as they make a stop to pump in fuel from the in line fuel tank as well as a crew change on 25-8-21
Some Photoshop was involved here.
Thanks for all your faves and comments everyone!
I really appreciate them!
Yes, I got your letter yesterday,
about the time the doorknob broke.
You asked me how I was doing,
is that some kind of joke?
All these people that you mention, yes I know them,
they're quite lame,
I had to re-arrange their faces and I gave 'em all
another name.
Right now I don't feel too good,
don't send me no more letters,
no, not unless you mail them from Desolation Row
Bob Dylan
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“For where thou art, there is the world itself, And where thou art not, desolation”
- Shakespeare Love Quotes 32: Henry IV Part 2 – Act 3, Scene 2
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=5rXBNqVbC6g
The Walls of the World by Katie Melua
Alternative soundtrack with thanks to my friend Lynne
www.youtube.com/watch?v=7sGCSLVk8BA
O' Mistress Mine (with lyrics)
Alternative soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=dXZOBKPQBPE&spfreload=10
O Mistress Mine (From The Tempest Soundtrack) by Reeve Carney
Alternative soundtrack with thanks to my friend Rolf. Vielen dank mein Freund, Rolf : 0) VLG
www.youtube.com/watch?v=0fiXkvsKpdk
Romeo and Juliette by Indigo Girls
YOU KNOWETH ME SO WELL!! ; 0) – A Parody of Romeo and Juliet
We are just like those two kids from Verona you and I,
you know the ones who both get it all confused and die.
Except I am a Princess and you are my Prince
and our love is as mellow as a flowering quince.
You know the variety so tender and sweet
and where it comes from and where we will meet.
Not there for sure. but here where I am
or maybe where you are, but not in a jam.
Remember those taxis, the colour of fruit
and the hours you keep would better me suit.
I am trying to write this and make it to rhyme,
as I know 'As You Like It' so I'll beat to your time.
Come to think of it I'll also dance to your tune
and you know how I like to under the moon.
Hey man, not like that, so keep your mind pure.
If you call me mademoiselle, I'll call you monsieur
and maybe Count Paris as a possible place.
You know I once lived there and left a faint trace
of my perfume, yes that one and only for me.
I'm allergic to everything except that and the sea
and even that I'm afraid of if I get in too deep.
It's a metaphor of life and love, but not sleep.
You know I'm ok if you send me beep, beep.
A kiss is a must for star-crossed lovers who leap.
I live in a country where freedom of speech
still gets bleeped out by those who shorten our reach,
but you know I know nothing about political matters,
so back to our romance of endless night chatters.
Me up on high on my Juliet balcony.
You down below with your heart beating for me.
Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou?
Are you hearing my plea or milking a cow?
What are those noises I hear down below?
Has a pig found some truffles on the lawn that you mow?
We both live on islands surrounded by sea.
Now drink up your latte, it's poison to me.
Relieve me of sad tears and replace them with sunny,
golden and sweet are your kisses like honey.
I fall on my pen, not a dagger for me.
It's more compelling and mighty
and WE LOVE poetry!! ; 0)
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Nun's Cross Farm, Dartmoor. The farm is now used as an adventure hostel for various activities on the wilds of Dartmoor