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Autumn is already beautiful, amazing ......... but in dreams is .....

Chanel the pony

Every Sunday afternoon my daughter has soccer. She wants to be a soccer player when when she grows up. I really hope her dreams do come true. This is not a photo manipulation. There is a giant soccer ball at the entrance to the park. and I couldn't resist. This is my first season not coaching and I now have a chance to actually take pics of my daughter playing. I'm really enjoying it. - View on Black to see a really big soccer ball press L

 

Taken for our daily challenge - Afternoon

 

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I got a Disney Descendants Jane body for Dream Dancer today and surprisingly, the proportions match up pretty well to the original body.

 

Unfortunately the calves were super long so I did the only reasonable thing. I cut off the feet and lower legs, snapped off the original Ballerina feet, removed the rod inside the straight leg and foot and glued it onto the jointed body.

 

I honestly love the shoe molds on this body and weirdly enough the feet feel solidly glued on after i super glued some elastic over the joint…

A great crested grebe in odd, pearly light.

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おぼろげな霞の向こうに夢を見る。

I'm dreaming in a white haze.

 

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見ればあらわる僕のみちすじ。

If I can see the road, it becomes my way.

 

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[digi*ana*logue] dream sofly

Surreal Dreams - أحلام سريالية

  

إن الفن يأخذ الحياة كمادة من المواد الخام التي يعمل فيها ، ويعيد نسجها ويشكلها بأشكال جديدة، وهو لا يبالي بالحقائق ، بل يخترع الأسلوب ويتخيل ويحلم ويبقى بينه وبين الحقيقة على حاجز منيع هو حاجز الأسلوب الجميل

فالناس يرون الضباب لا لأن هناك ضباباً ، بل لأن الشعراء والمصورين قد علموهم ما لأثره من جمال غامض

فالمخلوقات الحقيقية الوحيدة ، هي تلك التي لم توجد أبداً

 

استمتعوا...

 

There were so many lovely views in this park. This one will be giving me Holston River Dreams!

 

I colorized the water to bring more definition between it and the trees, as they were just about the same color. Some Autumn tones were added to the forest areas, too. This one was a bit labor intensive, but I enjoyed working on it.

in mandala art red describes intense emotion ,

emotions are dreams ....sweet dreams for you:-)

Rocky Mountain National Park, Colorado. Continuing on the Five Lakes Trail (unofficial), a return to Dream Lake is required to access the fifth lake. This photo is from my first visit to Dream Lake in 1972.

 

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"Sometimes I dream I'm falling and there's nobody there to help me... because I'm alone, I have no one."

... preciosas vistas que había que retratar.

 

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Le banc, Tarentaise, Savoie, France

None are more hopelessly enslaved than those who falsely believe they are free.

(Johann Wolfgang von Goethe)

Not a great photo I know, but after playing around with it I like the effect, The Chimp knowing he is caged and dreaming of freedom and the people trapped behind the glass thinking they are free...

Valeria in her hour of levitation.

Flight of Dreams, Chubu International Airport;Centrair

Were watching me in my dreams.

 

"I sometimes have the same dream... I wake up in the middle of a lonely lake. No one is around, no living sound to hear. The dense mist covers nearly all, blending the lake with the white horizon. I begin to feel how the ice water pierces my skin as fine needles... I follow the path of smoke lights until I see the tree and its face with closed eyes emerging slowly from the depths of the lake. I observe it while I wait for something to happen when I start wheezing... And then, I woke up! And still felling the fog in my lungs and the cold water deep in my bones", says him. "And what do you think it means?", ask his psychologist. "I don't know, Dr., that I have a vivid imagination?"

 

New short story for my new store release: the Stars Fireflies lights path.

 

Read more:

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Am I dreaming?

  

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Trying to take pictures of a child is one of the most difficult tasks I have encountered as a photographer. My nephew didn't want any picture taken and as soon as he sees me with the camera he covers his face or runs away. There was a moment when after his running up and down, covered himself after his bath and was there looking at the waves, so the perfect moment for my snap and for this beautiful candid.

 

You can see here one of our pictures from the making off.

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Pretty much what a dream would look like.

  

'Sweet Dream' On Black & Large

 

Camera: Canon EOS 30D

Exposure: 757 sec (757)

Aperture: f/5.6

Focal Length: 85 mm

ISO Speed: 100

 

Being on the beach at a sunset wearing a nice airy dress.

Dream Lake in Rocky Mountain National Park, Colorado

 

February 2020

Photo processed for Sliders Sunday - HSS!

Steamy pose Taken @ Sunny's

a cute matching set! Blogged here.

A Dream

March 3, 1999

 

Kiss me

like you kissed me

last night!

Let me

feel the fire

between you and me!

Take me

into your soft arms

and hold me tight!

  

German original:

 

Traum

03.03.1999

 

Küß mich,

wie du mich geküßt hast

letzte Nacht!

Laß mich

das Feuer spüren

zwischen dir und mir!

Nimm mich

in deine weichen Arme

und halt mich fest!

 

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Every great dream begins with a dreamer. Always remember, you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change the world.

 

Harriet Tubman

Si el sueño fuera (como dicen) una

tregua, un puro reposo de la mente,

¿por qué, si te despiertan bruscamente,

sientes que te han robado una fortuna?

 

¿Por qué es tan triste madrugar? La hora

nos despoja de un don inconcebible,

tan íntimo que sólo es traducible

en un sopor que la vigilia dora

 

de sueños, que bien pueden ser reflejos

truncos de los tesoros de la sombra,

de un orbe intemporal que no se nombra

 

y que el día deforma en sus espejos.

¿Quién serás esta noche en el oscuro

sueño, del otro lado de su muro?

 

Jorge Luis Borges

  

Lee todo en: El sueño - Poemas de Jorge Luis Borges www.poemas-del-alma.com/el-sueno.htm#ixzz3NmwymvAb

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