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No one said that tears do not escorreriam by the face, but smiling maybe you can use those tears as spiritual cleansing and let it rain. Rain until the sun reappears and overflow you from light. No one said that you would be able to see clearly everything around you, but smiling maybe you will rediscover the path after tripping a few times. Nobody said it would be easy and its not!.
There ain't no room for things to change
When we are both so deeply stuck in our ways
I had good intentions
And the highest hopes
But I know right now
It probably doesn't even show
Go easy on me, baby
You can't deny how hard I have tried
I changed who I was to put you first
it is hand held photography. side view of the water fall & much nearer
thanks for every one for views, faves, and comments.
To almost anyone this would be a boring thing. To me I have some new jacks and cables from Christmas. These go into my interface in my tiny shed studio.
Happy Macro Mondays
Nous avons parfois du mal à la repérer. Mais heureusement elle a du rappel;
Easy happily running back in the tall grasses. Sometimes we have difficulties spotting her but she is a good girl and comes back when we call her.
Easy on me .. www.youtube.com/watch?v=zonfH6sQuGA
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На святую землю Херсонеса Туманный колокол впервые прибыл в 1803 году. Позднее он стал символом не только знаменитого музея древности под открытым небом, но и самого Севастополя. Сегодня бронзовый гигант весом 2,4 тонны гордо возвышается на берегу Херсонеса, восхищая туристов и своей красотой, и – не в меньшей степени! – удивительной судьбой..На колоколе сохранилась надпись о том, что в 1778 году он был отлит в Таганроге из турецких пушек, взятых в качестве трофея. Доподлинно известно, что в 1803 году Александр I подарил колокол Севастополю. Его поместили на звоннице Никольского собора, где он и пробыл до тех пор, пока англичане и французы не вывезли после Крымской войны бронзового гиганта и еще 12 колоколов из Севастополя в качестве трофеев. Наш колокол повесили на звонницу знаменитого собора Парижской Богоматери...Исторический факт от красивой легенды спустя столько лет отличить непросто, но доподлинно известно, что 106 лет назад, к 300-летию императорского дома Романовых в знак союзнических отношений между Россией и Францией колокол-пленник вернулся в Севастополь и был поднят на звонницу Херсонесского монастыря в 1913 году. В советское время, когда монастырь был закрыт, колокол оставили для звона в туманную погоду – его звуковые сигналы вместо маяка помогали ориентироваться проходящим мимо судам, предупреждая о прибрежных отмелях и скалах. За эту благородную службу монастырский «звуковой маяк» прозвали «туманным».
Пережив вторую героическую оборону города Севастополя, дождавшись его освобождения, Туманный колокол до сих пор встречает жителей и гостей нашего города на древнем берегу Херсонеса!...................................
The Fog Bell first arrived in the holy land of Chersonesos in 1803. Later it became a symbol not only of the famous open - air museum of antiquity . Today, a bronze giant weighing 2.4 tons stands proudly on the shore of Chersonesos, delighting tourists with its beauty and amazing fate....There is an inscription on the bell that in 1778 it was cast in Taganrog from Turkish cannons taken as a trophy. It is known for certain that in 1803 Alexander I presented the bell to Sevastopol. He was placed on the belfry of St. Nicholas Cathedral, where he stayed until the British and French took out the bronze giant and 12 more bells from Sevastopol as trophies after the Crimean War. Our bell was hung on the belfry of the famous Notre Dame Cathedral.It is not easy to distinguish a historical fact from a beautiful legend after so many years, but it is known for certain that 106 years ago, on the 300th anniversary of the imperial house of Romanov, as a sign of allied relations between Russia and France, the captive bell returned to Sevastopol and was raised to the belfry of the Chersonesos Monastery in 1913. In Soviet times, when the monastery was closed, the bell was left to ring in foggy weather – its sound signals instead of a lighthouse helped guide passing ships, warning of coastal shoals and rocks. For this noble service, the monastery's "sound lighthouse" was nicknamed "foggy".
Having survived the second heroic defense of the city of Sevastopol, having waited for its liberation, the Fog Bell still greets residents and guests of our city on the ancient shore of Chersonesos!
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ascolta la tua anima
If I could take this wave to sea
Do you think that we could sail out in the night
We must let no one know
So maybe if we go, we'll go unseen
Passing below the ripples, heed the seashells of the storm
Chorus:
And we'll swim, knowing they can't touch us
We'll swim, knowing they can't touch us
If eyes could stop their rumored lies
D'you think that we could venture to the light?
I'd even play my violin
Scratching on the strings, a laughing joy
I don't want to be that crashing wave
But I'll give it one more try
Chorus:
And we'll swim, knowing rain can't touch us
We'll swim, knowing rain can't touch us
We'll swim, knowing rain can't touch us
We'll swim, knowing they can't touch us
And I'll shelter you from harm
And my love will keep you warm
Until all these fears have gone!
Chorus:
And we'll swim, knowing rain can't touch us
We'll swim, knowing rain can't touch us
We'll swim, knowing rain can't touch us
We'll swim, knowing they can't... touch us
Let me swim, let me swim
Let me swim, let me swim into the coast
Breathe easy
Let me swim, let me swim
Let me swim, let me swim into the coast
Breathe easy!
Do not forget to say goodbye, to give a caress before going to work.
Never forget to love who you want
Do not forget that time passes, that today will become
in tomorrow with the passing of the hours.
Do not forget that it is not always easy, that sometimes one is wrong.
Don't forget that not everything is perfect, that dark days suddenly appear.
Maybe everything is summed up in being when you have to be, in staying with someone who makes you smile even when you don't want to, maybe everything is never forgetting who remembers you every day.
Do not forget.
Trunks: GALVANIZED GALVANIZED. Trunks
Back rested and bright eyed and bushy tailed I am starting with one of my favorite views of Haarlem which is the backside approach to the Nieuwe Kerk the scene always appears to me as a picture waiting to be captured and a fitting end to my reworks of Haarlem.
Originally there stood a cramped and falling down gothic St. Anne's chapel which the Nieuwe Kerk replaced in 1649 by Jacob van Campen’s Gothic austere design as Haarlem’s first stone built protestant church but keeping the locally designed Renaissance tower by Lieven de Key by request of the city .
This style of protestant church was designed to focus the congregants attention on the pulpit instead of the ornamentation and the outside was to represent the temple keep in Jerusalem.
The Nieuwe Kerk also served a more practical reason as well, in the winter the Grote Kerk is freezing and there is not an easy way to heat it comfortably to make it bearable for the attendees so during the colder months of the year the congregation moves into a much smaller warmer space of the New Church.
I took this on Sept 13th, 2017 with my D750 and Nikon 28-300mm f/3.5-5.6 Lens at 28mm 1/10 sec f/16 ISO100 processed in LR, PS +Lumenzia, Topaz , Luminar and DXO
Disclaimer: My style is a study of romantic realism as well as a work in progress
The ashy prinia or ashy wren-warbler (Prinia socialis) is a small warbler in the family Cisticolidae. This prinia is a resident breeder in the Indian subcontinent, ranging across most of India, Nepal, Bangladesh, eastern Pakistan, Bhutan, Sri Lanka and western Myanmar. It is a common bird in urban gardens and farmland in many parts of India and its small size, distinctive colours and upright tail make it easy to identify. The northern populations have a rufous rump and back and have a distinct breeding and non-breeding plumage while other populations lack such variation
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Bregenz, Österreich
Hasselblad 503CW, Distagon 3,5/60 mm
Ilford HP5, Rodinal
Lithprint auf Adox Vario Classic
Easy 1+10, +2 f-stops, 5:20 min
Selentonung MT 1, 1+20, 35 sec
Magpie hitches a ride on a long horn up a steep hill. It gets a little confusing however which sites i should actually post this on since technically it also qualifies as a bird picture. I am no less than 400 yards away, the magpie has spotted me and i suspect has somehow communicated to the sheep that someone at the bottom of the hill is aiming something in their general direction.
Ok asked and answered - some of the bird sites rejected this as a submission. i may have to crop the whole image down to the bird and make it exclusively a bird shot.
The Great view of Humayun tomb in delhi. The foreground shows a gardeners/caretakers cart that makes it easier for the worker to inspect and maintain the premises.
ever since the beginning of time
man has tried to make sense of rhythm and rime
it's easy to see or it's as plain as day
i have heard say
that no matter which way
you go
you'll get there eventually.
so for those who are lost
but have paid no cost
or penalty for so much confusion
then know it is true
that no matter what you do
there will be someone there
ahead of you
waiting patiently
with a warm blanket
a cup of your favorite beverage
and a welcome to you.
Someone once said that the depth of your grief is a reflection of the strength of your love.
Thanks Phil Collins for ringing in a fresh start for me.
“Art does not come easy”: this sacred, God-given impulse, poieo/poiema/poietes, both “doing” and “becoming a poem.”16 It is hard work to live into this generative love, and it is what we are made for: to paint light into darkness, to sing in co-creation, to take flight in abundance. A beautiful native brown trout, or the eternal presence of the Maker in the rushing waters brimming with life, comes by grace, and such is the artistry of the Artist who creates for, in, and through us.
-Art and Faith A THEOLOGY OF MAKING Makoto Fujimura Foreword by
N. T. WRIGHT