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I had a walk up to this old Hawthorn on Bordley Moor....sadly now bereft of any sign of life. It did sport a few leaves a while ago but nothing now, and many of the branches have been smashed by the elements. Sad to see it falling apart as it has given a few togs like me a reason to wander these limestone heights over the years.

Raindrops on grasses by Jo Evans

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Water droplets on grasses given a high key edit. HMT and HMBT

Good panda at the beach DSC_6623 by Beverley Van Praagh Off & On

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Given my latest run in with a wave, I took panda down to the beach as my wave spotter. He didn't do a very good job as a large wave came and washed him away.

At least it wasn't me!

Four Years Gone by Torsten Holst

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Four years ago today, I lost my wife, the best friend I ever had.

Give this a listen as you hopefully, enjoy the photo

www.youtube.com/watch?v=eG_rArV84iY

God's given us years of happiness here

Now we must part

And as the angels come and call for you

The pains of grief tug at my heart

Oh my darling

My darling

My heart breaks as you take your long journey

Oh the days will be empty

The nights so long without you my love

And when god calls for you I'm left alone

But we will meet in heaven above

Oh my darling

My darling

My heart breaks as you take your long journey

Fond memories I'll keep of happy ways

That on earth we trod

And when I come we will walk hand in hand

As one in heaven in the family of god

Oh my darling

My darling

My heart breaks as you take your long journey

Give your gal/fella a big hug. Take your kids somewhere fun. Time is the most valuable, and scarcest, resource you'll ever have. Make the most of it. You're not promised tomorrow.

Taken at Sunny's maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Sunny%20Side%20Up/115/89/30

[Song: "Your Long Journey" by Robert Plant and Alison Krauss, off the 2008 album "Raising Sand" ]

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Day 231 : A Classic Sunset by oykusenturkphoto

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...from a couple of days ago. :)

I'm thankful that God has given me another day and woke me up this morning. :)

Easter Tulips.... by angela kanner

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given to me from my grandsons...

I planted them outside and these images were taken through my front window.

With all the rain and wind we're getting.... the petals are all on the ground!!

Jôf di Montasio (2754m a.s.l.) Southern Bastion, at the Head of Its Mountain Range, Entertains the Clouds; Western Julian Alps, Udine, FVG, Italia by Stefano Zerauschek

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18-May-2023

One of the most fascinating aspects of meteorology is its interaction with landforms and geography in general.

A given flow, a given front, a given Low (pression) do not live on their own, but in the interaction they have with the earth's surface, loading themselves with moisture as they cross oceans, seas and large lakes and releasing it when they encounter barriers such as mountain ranges.

The mountain ranges create thermal contrasts and accumulate clouds on the windward slopes (stau), greatly increasing the rainfall on these slopes and limiting it (possible Foehn) on the leeward ones.

The higher and longer the chain, the more these phenomena are exacerbated.

Meteorology, in the interaction of tropospheric dynamics with the earth's surface, generates microclimates, i.e. particular and recurring meteorological trends over small areas which are markedly different (in rain-thermal terms) from the trend that should occur within the climatic belt to which the small area belongs and which differs from the others, even contiguous ones, according to the variations brought about by the orographic variables.

Meteorology is much, much more than the (complex and fascinating) weather forecasts, which "today" are computerized by powerful calculators which, starting from data taken in real time from weather stations all over the planet, issue a series of short and medium term projections on how the meteorological situation will evolve subsequently.

0 Fucks Given by Gяιиcн Gнσυl ♥

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Lion Head?? by Jamie Lenh

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Muskrat given me some good eye contact along with a "heart shape" sign. Its body reminded me a lion head popping out of water.

Blossoms and buds…. by Sherrianne100

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From the tree given to me by my son on Mother’s Day years ago.

Ancient Egyptian Priestess of Hathor by Nikki Heron

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Part 3 of 3 of my Ancient Egypt series.

The title is known to be given during the Old Kingdom of Egypt, and was at that point very powerful and prestigious. The mummies of the priestesses testify that they were decorated with a religious tattoo, covering the stomach around the area of the uterus. After the Middle Kingdom of Egypt, the title was often irregularly awarded the women of the royal family, typically princesses.

The rise, fall & extinction of the priestesses of Hathor are seen in ancient Egyptian culture. The women who wanted to become socially powerful usually took refuge in religion & took the charge of priesthood.

Ancient Egyptian society took women's empowerment much more loosely than ancient Greece & ancient Rome. There women were given the right to their own property. However, after becoming a priestess, a woman is seen not only as an important figure in ancient Egyptian society, but also a living symbol of divinity.

The priestesses of Hathor were called hm ntr hthr & they were one of the most respected people in Egypt. But After the Middle Kingdom of Egypt, the title was often irregularly awarded only to the women of the royal family, typically princesses. This includes the daughter of Ramesses II. At one time their names were completely erased from history.

Egyptologysts have shown that in early days only women of aristocratic lineage could be appointed to the priesthood of Hathor. They were called Badak-Purohit or God's Consort (Hmt nTr). They performed dances and songs during the sacred rites. Because of their menstruation and ability to give child-birth, they were considered unholy, which is why they could not perform sacred duties like dressing up the sacred image of deity.

Priestess of Hathor @ wiki

Taken at the amazing Alexandria

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Berry Bite by Malcolm Smith

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Given a 'soft' treatment and a wooden frame border.

Bluestones in Maine ... by Ken Krach

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Given the right lighting / tones there in the early morning light about 45 minutes before sunrise, and the rocks are a pretty blue.

Warlord of Blood by Ziegfried_Rasmuson

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The then silent night had given way to the screams of pain, terror and the sinister and spiteful laughs of the vampire.

Their swords created through their own blood, with extreme speed fall on their victims dismembering them and decapitating. They didn't even have a chance to fight him with dignity, as they could only feel a sudden strong wind, see a brief figure and then, their bodies were sliced up with such force that their armor felt like paper.

In the sky, the moon shone like a huge, glittering silver scythe, a somewhat apt shape for this night, when he was a reaper and didn't make a point of leaving any poor devil alive. Everyone would pay for standing against him. With grace and extreme savagery their swords continued to fall on those who could no longer flee, who due to such fear, were paralyzed. It was a slaughter. He didn't care, he wouldn't be forgiving or pious tonight, he would be brutal and he insisted on demonstrating all his power, so that no mortal, vampire, or werewolf would ever make a point of rising up against him again. He would allow only the women and children to survive this night, to tell everyone about the horror that had befallen their city. When the animals controlled by a demon invaded the city gates, as if lashed by its invisible whip, and when finally the devil himself descended on them, always almost invisible, like a wind of death, at first tearing with its beastly claws the terrified people of the city, then impaling them, with spears created through their own blood, setting the city ablaze with flames that seemed to arise from hell itself or from your heart aflame with hate. When then the two swords set to fall on them, cutting flesh, amputating limbs and beheading heads.

The city of Khaldheim would be an example to everyone. The fire flickered in the burning houses, like huge insatiable demons wanting to feed on more and more, turning the once majestic houses to ashes. Like the flames, his swords were not content with the pile of dismembered bodies left in his path, like a scarlet wind, he continued to claim lives and as he did, he laughed with delight, for few things gave him more pleasure than wanton killing. His laughter echoed through the air, chilling the blood of those who were still alive even more, announcing that it wouldn't be for long.

two into one by Hazel

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When a few flowers died in each of two bunches of flowers I was given, I merged them together and think the colours go well.

Day 17 post-op yesterday and I took a walk down the road, with Ray and 2 crutches for company (although I can now manage fine with 1 indoors) my target being to the local church and back. It was slow, the traffic a bit noisy to somebody unaccustomed to walking out but there is a handy seat near the church.

Once home, Ray checked the distance and found I had walked just over half a mile - well pleased!

#Eurasian Jay by Lacerta Bilineata

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Eurasian Jay (Garrulus glandarius)

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THE STORY BEHIND THE PHOTO: MY LONG AND ARDUOUS JOURNEY TO BIRD PHOTOGRAPHY

If you've set yourself the challenge of exclusively shooting the wildlife in your own back yard, you might find - as I did - that bird photography is really, really hard.

It's not that reptiles are easy to photograph either, mind - but at least the ones in my garden stay (for the most part) on the ground, and one can learn how to carefully approach them with a camera. They're also clearly egoists, which from a photographer's point of view is is a great character trait: if a lizard detects a human in its vicinity, it's only interested in saving its own skin, and it won't alarm its buddies.

But birds... oh man. Over the years, my feathered friends and I have developed a lovely routine that now defines our peaceful co-existence. As soon as I as much as open a window (let alone the door), I'm instantly greeted by an eruption of panicky fluttering and hysterical shouts from my garden: "SAVE YOUR WOMEN AND CHILDREN AND FLY FOR YOUR LIVES: THE HAIRLESS, PINK MONSTER IS COMING!!! (Yes, I speak bird, and I know that this is exactly what they are shouting 😉).

Needless to say, with the exception of the redstart I already showed here, all my efforts to get the kind of detailed shots I usually strive for with my nature photography ended in complete failure and utter disillusionment. I was ready to give up on stalking the winged misanthropes in my garden altogether, but then winter came - and changed everything.

One day this past January I observed my neighbor Signora P - a kind, elderly Italian lady - putting something on the low garden wall in front of my house. At first I thought she was just putting some treat there for her cat Romeo; the young tom patrols that wall constantly (it's his favorite spot in the garden, and during the warmer months he usually lurks in the thick foliage next to it to prey on lizards).

But once I detected a lot of movement on that wall through my window, I understood she had put a little pile of bread crumbs there; she was feeding the birds who soon arrived in flocks. This was certainly well-intended on my neighbor's part, but her noble action came with a catch, and I'm afraid quite literally.

When I took a stroll through my garden the next day I discovered a suspicious amount of feathers on the ground next to the wall. Romeo had apparently switched from his low-calorie summer diet (lizard) to more energy-rich meals consisting of "fowl" (it was winter after all, so from a nutritionist's point of view this made sense).

I would find fresh traces of Romeo's victims (mostly feathers, but also the odd wing) in my garden over the following days; so my first intuition that my neighbor was feeding her cat hadn't been that far off after all, as Romeo was now clearly being "served" fresh birds on a daily basis. And although the hungry visitors seemed to be aware of the danger and became slightly more prudent, they just couldn't resist the tasty snacks Signora P put on that wall - and neither could Romeo.

It was obvious that I had to act, but talking to my neighbor - who is as stubborn as she is kind - would have been futile, I knew that much. I pondered the matter long and hard - until a light bulb went off in my head. The idea was genius. If successful, what I had in mind would not only increase the birds' chances of surviving Romeo's appetite, but also greatly benefit my own photographic endeavors.

I started to enact my master plan the very next day by buying a giant bag of bird feed (consisting mainly of sunflower seeds) from the store. Then I dragged a huge piece of a tree trunk (approx. 120 cm in height) that we normally chop firewood on in the shed out into the garden and emptied almost half of the bag's content on top of it. Signora P's buffet for birds (and cats) was about to get some serious competition 😊.

My reasoning was as follows: not only would the birds be lured away from the fatally low garden wall to a place where they were safe from the cat - there was nothing around that tree trunk that provided cover for a predator, and the birds had a nice 360° view around it at all times - but I was also able to photograph them while hiding in the shed.

However, in order for my plan to work there was one little extra measure I had to take, and it was one that risked lowering my own life expectancy considerably once the owner of the property - my mom - discovered it. You see, our shed is completely windowless, so if I wanted to use it as a blind, I had no choice but to cut a hole into one of its wooden walls... which I promptly did (I figured all's fair in love - and photography 😉).

Granted, I have absolutely zero carpentering skills, and it showed. That hole was an ugly mess: the shed's wall seemed to have had an encounter with Jack Nicholson's ax-wielding lunatic character from the film 'The Shining'. Needless to say, I was incredibly proud of my work (I mean, come on: there now was a hole where before there wasn't a hole, and it was big enough for the lens of my camera to peek through, so it was mission accomplished as far as I was concerned).

Now all I had to do was wait for the birds to discover the tree trunk. In the meantime I started to mentally prepare myself for the inevitable confrontation with my mom and go through possible explanations for that splintering hole in the wall (it was either gonna be a rabid woodpecker attack or an emergency rescue mission with a feeding tube for a little kid that had accidentally locked himself inside the shed - both seemed valid options, though I slightly preferred the locked-in kid due to the involved drama and heroism 😉).

A whole day went by, and not a single bird visited the sunflower seeds. I had expected that it might take a few hours until the first of the ever curious great tits or blue tits would show up, but given how tiny my garden is, an entire day seemed excessive. Then another day came and went: the birds kept flocking to the bread crumbs on the wall, and my tree trunk kept collecting dust. To add injury to insult, a few fresh feathers on the ground were proof that Romeo was still feasting.

It was incredibly frustrating: I provided my winged guests with a much better view - plus a higher chance of surviving the cuisine - than Signora P's place; I risked (almost) certain death at the hands of my own mother (OK, the act of vandalism on the shed I had committed for my own benefit, but still), yet the birds kept ignoring me.

Then, after three days, just before sunset, I spotted a single blue tit on the tree trunk picking away at the sunflower seeds.

When I got up the next morning I immediately realized that the loud noise that accompanies each and every tit activity had shifted from the wall to the shed. At last the dam had broken: there was a flurry of movement around the tree trunk, and I counted at least 5 different species of birds feasting on the sunflower seeds.

From day 4 onward my plan worked beautifully: the birds now indeed mostly ignored Romeo's "snack wall" and kept to the tree trunk. And yes, I was able to play peeping tom from behind the shed's wall and photograph them!! 😊

Thus, dear readers, I finally managed to produce some acceptable bird photos, and I had even saved my feathered friends from a deadly foe in the process. All through winter and spring I took advantage of my new bird hide, and in late May I started mixing some cherries with the sunflower seeds. The idea was to attract a Eurasian jay (Garrulus glandarius), and as you can see, it worked!

It took me almost three weeks and more than a few tricks to capture that clever fella, but given how long I've been rambling here already, that's a story for another day. As for my mom, she still doesn't know about the hole in the wall, so please don't snitch! 😉.

I hope you like the photo and wish you all a wonderful weekend! Many greetings from Switzerland, and as always: let me know what you think in the comments 🙏 😊 ❤!

P.S. if anyone has their own funny tale about the obstacles we photographers are prepared to overcome for a desired photo, please write it in the comments: I love such stories 😊

Given to fly by Emiliano Bertocchi

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Fallas25_2503065 by Joan

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València, España.

Las Fallas de Valencia (Falles en valenciano) son unas fiestas que van del 14 (plantà infantil) al 19 (cremà) de marzo con una tradición arraigada en la ciudad española de Valencia. Oficialmente empiezan el último domingo de febrero con el acto de la crida (en valenciano; 'pregón o llamada', en español).

La fiesta de las Fallas de Valencia

Actualmente, esta festividad se ha convertido en un atractivo turístico muy importante, ya que además de estar catalogadas como fiesta de Interés Turístico Internacional, en noviembre de 2016 la Unesco las inscribió en su Lista Representativa del Patrimonio Cultural Inmaterial de la Humanidad. Estas fiestas también son llamadas fiestas josefinas o fiestas de San José, ya que se celebran en honor de san José, patrón de los carpinteros, que era un gremio muy extendido en la ciudad cuando empezaron a celebrarse a finales del siglo xix, y que conservó hasta la actualidad, dada la importancia de la industria del mueble en la región.

Una falla o monumento fallero es una obra artística, satírica y efímera generalmente de grandes dimensiones (entre tres y veinte metros de altura, aunque pueden ser mayores) con figuras llamadas ninots, las cuales rodean una o más figuras centrales (llamados remates) que se plantan en las calles durante la fiesta valenciana (España) de las Fallas. El monumento tiene generalmente un lema y está lleno de carteles con versos, frases y reclamos de carácter jocoso. El monumento se construye de materiales combustibles (cartón, madera, papel, telas, poliestireno expandido, etc.) para que, después de unos días de exposición en las calles, se pueda quemar completamente.

The Fallas of Valencia (Falles in Valencian) are festivals that go from the 14th (children's plant) to the 19th (cremà) of March with a tradition rooted in the Spanish city of Valencia. They officially begin on the last Sunday of February with the act of the crida (in Valencian; 'pregón or call', in Spanish).

Currently, this holiday has become a very important tourist attraction, since in addition to being classified as a festival of International Tourist Interest, in November 2016 UNESCO inscribed them on its Representative List of the Intangible Cultural Heritage of Humanity. These festivals are also called Josefin festivals or feasts of San José, since they are celebrated in honor of St. Joseph, patron saint of carpenters, who was a very widespread guild in the city when they began to be held at the end of the nineteenth century, and which has preserved until today, given the importance of the furniture industry in the region.

A falla, or Fallas monument, is an artistic, satirical, and ephemeral work of art, generally of large dimensions (between three and twenty meters high, although they can be larger) with figures called ninots surrounding one or more central figures (called remates) that are placed in the streets during the Valencian (Spain) Fallas festival. The monument generally has a motto and is covered with posters with verses, phrases, and humorous slogans. The monument is constructed of combustible materials (cardboard, wood, paper, fabric, expanded polystyrene, etc.) so that, after a few days of exposure in the streets, it can be completely burned.

'round Here, We Hang Horse Thieves by Harper Blackwood

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Ella was the type to lean a little more towards ‘live and let live’ when given the chance, but she didn’t take lightly being cheated or otherwise done wrong. It was the principal of the thing that she tended to take issue with. Even on the wrong side of the law, she still had a moral compass, though perhaps it didn’t always point due north.

Ella had met her share of shady characters throughout her travels. There was always some degree of dishonesty to a man, she reckoned, but it was all about how much you could live with at the end of the day.

Unfortunately, they’d pin these little tin stars to just about anyone’s chest that would have them, and sadly, hiding behind that little star tended to make a slightly bent man break completely bad.

Ella could wager the lawman had no clue what he was doing when he made eyes for the dappled stud she rode into town on, and she had hard money on the fact that he had no idea what he was calling down on himself when he pulled his gun on her, telling her she’d make it to see another day if she just handed over the reins. Little did he know…

There were few things she held in high regard these days, with all the hard living she’d come to know so well, but Mille and the dappled palomino were two things she held dearest. A history of loyalty had tied them together, and it would take more than some twisted town sheriff to pull them apart.

There are times when knowing when to fold means living to see another day, and though the reins about burned her hand as she handed them over, she knew she’d be seeing the man again, and very soon.

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❁ Lelutka

⍟ Doux

❁ Amias

☼ Hazel

⍟ Stoic

☼ Salem

⍟ Riders

❁ Tres Blah

☼ Cheval D'or

⍟ Teegle

Special thanks to my bestie, Tupper, for putting up with my shenanigans

Sunday Run 5 by Malcolm Smith

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Given a red & yellow isolation treatment.

Take as given by *Сталкер*

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Indifferent by Will Bubba

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Permission given for the photo with complete indifference to being in the view.

Wall Art by: Dan Kitchener

{ID Given}. Red Wood-sorrel ~ Oxalis rubra. by Jane Statham

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I love how these pop up in the hedgerows.

Better viewed large and thank you for your favourites.

Osprey-with-Fish_01 by Don Bantum

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I guess he didn't want me to know what he was going to have for breakfast? He doesn't look to happy.

----------------------------- JESUS ✝️ SAVES-------------------------------

SALVATION THROUGH FAITH IN JESUS CHRIST - ALONE!

12 Salvation is found in no one else, for there is no other name under heaven given to men by which we must be saved."

❤️❤️ IT'S ALL JESUS AND NONE OF OURSELVES! ❤️❤️

16 I am not ashamed of the gospel, because it is the power of God for the SALVATION of everyone WHO BELIEVES: first for the Jew, then for the Gentile. 17 For in the gospel a RIGHTEOUSNESS FROM GOD IS REVEALED, a righteousness that is by FAITH FROM FIRST TO LAST, just as it is written: "THE RIGHTEOUS WILL LIVE BY FAITH." (Romans 1:16-17)

16 KNOW that a man is NOT justified by observing the law, but by FAITH IN JESUS CHRIST. So we, too, have put our faith in Christ Jesus that we may be JUSTIFIED BY FAITH in CHRIST and NOT by observing the law, BECAUSE BY OBSERVING THE LAW NO ONE WILL BE JUSTIFIED. (Galatians 2:16)

1. Now, brothers, I want to remind you of the gospel I preached to you, which you received and on which you have taken your stand. 2. BY THIS GOSPEL YOU ARE SAVED, if you hold firmly to the word I preached to you. Otherwise, you have believed in vain.

3. For what I received I passed on to you as of first importance: that Christ died for our sins according to the Scriptures, 4. that he was buried, that he was raised on the third day according to the Scriptures, 5. and that he appeared to Peter, and then to the Twelve. 6. After that, he appeared to more than five hundred of the brothers at the same time, most of whom are still living, though some have fallen asleep. 7. Then he appeared to James, then to all the apostles, 8. and last of all he appeared to me also, as to one abnormally born.

9. For I am the least of the apostles and do not even deserve to be called an apostle, because I persecuted the church of God. 10. But by the grace of God I am what I am, and his grace to me was not without effect. No, I worked harder than all of them--yet not I, but the grace of God that was with me. 11. Whether, then, it was I or they, this is what we preach, and this is what you believed. (1 Corinthians 15:1-11)

7. Therefore Jesus said again, "I tell you the truth, I am the gate for the sheep. 8. All who ever came before me were thieves and robbers, but the sheep did not listen to them. 9. I am the gate; whoever enters through me WILL BE SAVED. He will come in and go out, and find pasture. 10. The thief comes only to STEAL and KILL and DESTROY; I have come that they may have LIFE, and have it to the FULL. (John 10:7-10)

1 Brothers, my heart's desire and prayer to God for the Israelites is that they may be saved. 2 For I can testify about them that they are zealous for God, but their zeal is not based on knowledge. 3 Since they did not know the righteousness that comes from God and sought to establish their own, they did not submit to God's righteousness. 4 Christ is the end of the law so that there may be righteousness for everyone who believes.

5 Moses describes in this way the righteousness that is by the law: "The man who does these things will live by them." 6 But the righteousness that is by faith says: "Do not say in your heart, 'Who will ascend into heaven?'" (that is, to bring Christ down) 7 "or 'Who will descend into the deep?'" (that is, to bring Christ up from the dead). 8 But what does it say? "The word is near you; it is in your mouth and in your heart," that is, the word of faith we are proclaiming: 9 That if you confess with your mouth, "Jesus is Lord," and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved. 10 For it is with your heart that you believe and are justified, and it is with your mouth that you confess and are saved. 11 As the Scripture says, "Anyone who trusts in him will never be put to shame." 12 For there is no difference between Jew and Gentile--the same Lord is Lord of all and richly blesses all who call on him, 13 for, "Everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved." (Romans 10:1-13)

Jesus came to bring spiritual LIFE to the spiritually dead and set the captives FREE! FREE from RELIGION, ERROR and outright LIES, so WE might serve THE LIVING GOD! In SPIRIT and in TRUTH!

So you'll KNOW, and not think you're to bad for God to love. The Christian LIFE isn't about how good WE are, because NONE of us are! It's about how GOOD JESUS IS! Because JESUS LOVES US, so much he died in our place and took the punishment for all of our sins on himself. The wages of sin is DEATH, and Jesus took the death WE so richly deserved for us and died in our place. The good news is, there's no more punishment for sin left. WE, you and I were all born forgive as a result of the crucifixion of God himself on the cross that took away the sins of the whole world. All we have to do is believe it, and put your Faith in the finished work of Jesus Christ. That my friends is REAL UNCONDITIONAL LOVE! YOU ARE LOVED. ❤️ ✝️ ❤️

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1E15_43305+43306 by Cameron Ptaszek

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Almost been 3 years since Abington Bridge was knocked down and now 3 years on has been given the money to be re-built. How time flys! This shot being the first taken on the DSLR, definitely a fluke to what I’ve posted in the past. Anyway, 43305 and 43306 on 1E15 @ Castleton

light given by Bramdas

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Somewhere to sit by Terry Roberts

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Given the current weather, this seems like a dream...what a bonkers summer

PUERTA DE CORRAL. - CORRAL GATE. by Miquel Fabre

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I love the doors, it is a photographic subject that I really like, because they give a lot of play and come in all shapes and colors.

But this was different because I had not seen anything like it. It is actually half door, the other half, given the low light was completely dark. I found in a farmhouse inhabited near Ogassa while I was walking looking for autumnal forest.

I suppose that must be the gates from one corral, but because of the total darkness of the interior, I did not dare to make more inquiries, lest came the farmer with a shotgun and with little desire to parley with a stranger who entered in his possessions .

Normally, they are very good people and eager to talk but now, no longer trust anyone. Me neither. Not going to be that they let go of the dogs.

He had always believed that photography was a safe and risk-free activity, but just in case, I left as fast as I could.

No more to say, a door is a door, just caught my attention textures and contrasts.

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Me encantan las puertas, es un tema fotográfico que me gusta mucho, pues dan mucho juego y las hay de todas las formas y colores.

Pero esta come aparte, ya que no había visto nada parecido. En realidad es media puerta, la otra mitad, dada la poca luz, estaba completamente en penumbra. La encontré en una masía habitada cerca de Ogassa mientras paseaba buscando bosques otoñales.

Supongo que deben ser las puertas de un corral, pero debido a la oscuridad total del interior, no me atreví a hacer mas averiguaciones, no fuera que saliera el payés con la escopeta y con pocas ganas de parlamentar con un desconocido que entraba en su territorio. Normalmente, son muy buena gente y con ganas de charlar pero actualmente, ya no se fían de nadie. Y yo menos. No vaya a ser que me suelten los perros.

Siempre había creído que la fotografía era una actividad segura y sin riesgos, pero por si acaso me fui lo más rápido que pude.

No hay más que contar, una puerta es una puerta, solo me llamaron la atención sus texturas y contrastes.

My Hybrid Irises by Vickie Klinkhammer

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I was given Iris bulbs by a friend who needed to divide hers. They were planted in the back of my house in an area where the soil is not the best but only location I had for them. This Spring many grew but only one blossomed with two blooms. Aren't they a beauty with that delicious blue/purple color!! Photo Images credited to Vickie l Klinkhammer of Vickielynne Photography and designs(VLP&Designs) Images may appear on wearable art or home essentials. Visit my website at VLPDesigns.com

Nairn Railway Viaduct, Culloden, Inverness, Jan 2020 by Allan Maciver

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The Nairn Railway Viaduct is also known as Culloden viaduct given it close proximity to the famous battlefield. This viaduct was designed by Murdoch Paterson (1826 – 1898) and the story goes that the viaduct was almost completed but Mr Paterson was very weak. He requested the work force to take him over the viaduct on a trolley so he could see his masterpiece. Sadly he died not long thereafter and what a legacy he left us. It is the longest stone viaduct in Scotland with 29 semi circular arches and built with red sandstone.

Given Taken by Daiダイ清水Shimizu

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Rufous-crowned_Sparrow_01 by Don Bantum

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