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"Je prendrai ma vie comme elle l'a laissée
Avec un sourire en coin, un secret
Afin d'accepter la tendresse
Que j'avais refusé sans cesse
Avec l'impression d'être fort
Le sommeil, c'est presque la mort
Dans ce port de fêlés juste à l'envers du monde
Où d'énormes soleils me renvoyaient mes ondes
Où les normes basculent au fond des volcans sourds
Où je traînais mes bottes gaspillant ton Amour
Attention fragile
Attention fragile..."
Paroles et musique : Attention fragile : Bernard Lavilliers
"Una y otra vez la lluvia caerá
Como lágrimas de una estrella...
Una y otra vez la lluvia dirá
Cuán frágiles somos..."
Fragmento de Fragile, de Sting
I actually saw two of these tiny, delicate little creatures, perched side by side on the milkweed leaf, but only one of them was brave enough to stay as the lens got closer. I love these damsels; they're so small that they really look like their name...fragile. This one is a boy.
Submitted to monthly scavenger hunt - May 2010 (fragile)
submitted to 365 days in colour 6:365 - white
Seen during a British summer holiday in Suffolk, Cambridgeshire and Kent: close-up yellow fragility at Wimpole Estate near Cambridge.
My first hand-pieced hexagons, arranged to give the impression of blowing in the breeze (I hope!) Some of the edges have been left unhemmed to add to the sense of fragility.
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I'm really fragile right now.
Everything hurts.
It's kinda meant to be that the crack is where my heart is. My heart is damaged goods.
And this picture ain't wonderful :|
I need to sort out my photoshop skills haha
Ooooh, btw, broken glass from here :)
Arctic-Stock.deviantart.com/art/Cracked-glass-58970299
19th July 2009
11/365
:D
x
"I think that's 'fragile', honey!" :-)
One of my favorite lines from my favorite Christmas Movie, "A CHRISTMAS STORY".
This week's Picture This! assignment, REDO, was a chance to redo any assignment over the last 6 months. There were several that I would have liked to redo but some were ruled out simply due to the change of seasons. So, I picked one from a couple weeks ago called 200 mm Close up.
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Somehow. .. we're both...
- BTW: At the moment I am very busy with all kind of things. Please don't mind if my comments for your photos are lagging behind a bit... ;)
Wish you a happy week, dear friends!
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Another upload from my session the other day with Jade
As I'm going to be uploading and probably taking more shots with ye olde fragile tape I think I'll create a new set so make sure you check it out!
Oh also I'm sort of interested in maybe doing some stock photography so if anyone has any pointers or good websites to start off at please say in comments of flickrmail me as I need some guidance on the best way to get into it.
// bradleyjones.wordpress.com/
* oh and please view on black using the new flickr (just press 'f')
She was just five years old.
A slightly moody day.
She couldn't stay away from that rivers edge and I,
I turn my back to count
All the daffodil seeds that surrounded.
I close my eyes, and then heard the water wake up.
... caught between a strong mind and a fragile heart - It's less what the eye sees and more what the soul feels....
... here is my very first painting on my new iPad Pro! I really hope you like it..
We arrived at Sans les Marquoin British Cemetery early on a bright March morning and entered the cemetery via the steps flanked by some flowering heather. The ranks of headstones faced us bathed in the early spring sun and to our right a butterfly, the first we had seen of the season, made its uncertain way past us.
To our astonishment, our little companion flew ahead, its apparently random flight path terminating on the very headstone that we sought, Gunner Harold Victor Mansell of Peaslake, Surrey, alighting to the side of the inscription that Harold's grieving mother had composed:
" In loving memory of dear Harold from Mother, Walter, Gracie, Kathleen "
This red admiral, so familiar in an English garden, held its damaged wings wide to welcome the spring sunshine and remained still on the headstone as we took our photographs and reflected on whether Harold's mother, Walter, Gracie or Kathleen had had the chance to visit Harold's grave, an ephemeral symbol of the vulnerability of life, before taking once again to the air.
As we walked amongst the headstones of the young men of Harold's war who had lost their lives a century ago our aerial companion made its way around the ranks, regularly passing us as we stopped and talked, subsequently appearing flying through numerous photographs, until finally we bid our farewell and left the men at Sans les Marquoin to their fragile friend.
The counterpart shot for Delicate...They go together well. This shot also has duel meaning in its title. While the flowers themselves are fragile and delicate in their own right...the hand holding them is just as fragile and delicate for they are stricken with juvenille rheumatoid arthritis.
It's always again unbelievable how fragile a wing get's on landing.
It has been a pretty bumpy flight. The girls screamed quite nicely. We've got some hard pushes on the trip. And then, on landing approach, the wing literally disintegrates in front of your eyes.
I used the strobe as a perfect background lightning to see all the spaces between the flaps. Some nice reflections of runway lights, too.
Fragile delicacy of a plant or small winter-flowering shrub with small deep purple, almost black flowers seen in Wilson Botanic Park, Berwick, Victoria, Australia.