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With shifts in populations and shrinking farm families many country and small town churches have gone this way. No longer a sustainable parish to hold them together the church is left to rot alongside the fence (HFF) there which once kept the people from parking on the lawn on those crowded Sundays.

Psalm 6:2 “Be gracious to me, LORD, because I am fading away. Heal me, because my body is distressed.”

Garden Cosmos / Schmuckkörbchen (Cosmos bipinnatus)

in our garden - Frankfurt-Nordend

One of the last of our roses, it was difficult to find a bloom that wasn't discoloured or losing it's petals.

 

When I find myself fading, I close my eyes and realize my friends are my energy.

Author Unknown

  

South River, Estell Manor, NJ, USA

 

DSC_0216 - capturenxd / gimp

I thought I loved you but what I loved was how your presence made me feel. The moments when I felt worthless and yet you made me feel I was worth something. I enjoyed the attention, affection and loyalty. But most of all, I enjoyed that invisible control I realized I had over you. Maybe I did try to love you, but I just couldn't completely, there were shinier stars within my reach. The more flashy type that I preferred over you. Yet, I didn't want to let you go, I wanted to still keep you for myself but I also wanted to have the other.

 

Was I really so confused? Or perhaps just greedy? Of course not, I knew exactly what I wanted and I took it all...and I will still keep taking it because you allowed me to anyways.

 

You act like you are strong, you act like it doesn't bother you that I took in another star and still keep you close. How weird is that? But the longer I drag this little game stringing you with me through the sorrows and misery of my journey, the more I realized I am loosing that sweet control over you. Maybe I should have just chose you like I said I would always do...

 

It's too late now for that...

 

I watched you turned your head away from me, a small knowing smile forming on your lips as you told me sweetly that you knew all along about my faded lies...

 

P.S. Wanted to write something different for a change. Thought it would be cool to think from a different perspective...

 

The perspective of a narcissist. So, watch out!

"There comes a time in your life when it doesn't matter to you what others think of you because deep down in your heart you are sure of what you are"

As the sun set, the sea breeze picked up and a dark blue moment wrapped the sea and me in its soft embrace 💙💜 Hanko, Finland.

 

Single exposure, ICM.

 

🎧Fade Into You (Mazzy Star)

 

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SOOC using Ritchie Roesch's Porta recipe

A colour photograph of times gone by.

An dandelion in the wind a few days ago. SLIDERS SUNDAY!

 

Just a not to all my nature shots: They are all natural, nothing is decorated or artificial draped. All how i disovered.

Elegant white tulips RHS Wisley

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Taken from a hill over looking where I live. In the distance is the sea where I live and to the right is the Isle of Wight, a small island off the south coast of England.

 

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Fading beautifully. Its edges begin to curl like ancient scrolls; but the veins still shine with color: crimson, amber, gold.

Every wrinkle, every scar is a memory etched in chlorophyll and silence. Transforming its beauty with the last warm breath of summer.

 

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WSU

Detroit, Michigan

This bouquet of dried roses sits next to my computer... tonight with the small light shining next to them... they call out to me.

I have been waiting all summer for a view much like this. Clean views, a lovely fade into the blue haze over the mountains in a deep, wild valley. The sunset didn’t go quite the way I wanted, though the weather hardly ever cooperates with you. In the end, I opted for this deep dark valley shot on the last day of summer, right after a large storm had rolled through. The air cleaned of pollutants that often make up the unrelenting haze, giving way to the natural mist produced by the forests. I panicked getting to the location, panicked getting the composition, and I panicked getting the shot. In the end, after leaving the scene, wondering if I had managed to get my photo, I think I did alright.

 

Aperture: f8

ISO: 640

SS: 1/60th

Focal: 50mm

 

Fujinon 50-140mm

 

www.blackthornephoto.com

ArtRage

JixiPix Pastello and Grungetastic

HFF! Both November and the week is fading fast!

Growing up as an Irish dancer

 

We can't always choose the Music life plays for us,

but We can choose how we Dance to it

 

Praia Pequena do Rodízio, Portugal

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