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Mute swan with one of her four cygnets. I posted shots of these when they were tiny & they have all survived!
"And here are the trips
only dreams remained.
And here are the voices
and the songs fell silent.
And here is life
now it flows faster.
And here are the children
and the toys were lost.
It's not my fault that I grew up,
τime is running out.
It's not my fault that I grew up,
λife that is short is to blame.
The moons cracked,
brought by spring.
Marble the light
on the last night.
Erotic bullshit
to wear tomorrow,
ιn the squares of the rain,
to be sold, Saturday."
(Its not my fault that I m growing up)
...bulbs in half-barrels.
We have sunshine this morning, and even though I would rather see and be in rain, I am in the minority. Tree frogs might agree, however.
Everyday it grows a little more than it was the day before
It gets a little wider
It gets a little stronger
It grows, and it grows
The love for you just grows and grows
At 4 weeks old, he is already litter box trained, He now knows how to lap, he had just finished eating before I took the pic and I forgot to wash his little face. 😊. Already full of character, he is an absolute joy. He will go back to his original rescuer next weekend. He weighed 4.5 ozs when he arrived, he now weighs 20.5 ozs, so only bottle feeding twice a day now - finally, I can catch up on sleep.
If life challenges you and makes it difficult for you, you are forced to learn and grow. It is precisely these challenges that make us stronger and value life all the more.
A big dive into the archive for this photo! Somewhere in the beginning of my photography adventure. What I like so much about this photo to this day is the simplicity. The flower grew in a hanging basket in the garden and the brown background is from the fence.
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Greetings, Robbie Veldwijk
My husband and I enjoyed a small trip to the mountains with our ATV. So many wild flowers still out and showing off their colors!
A strong flyer who is learning to hunt, this Great Horned owlet was seen in the evening in the North Walnut Creek area.
The map location is within 1 mile of the actual location.
Matthew Arnold, ‘Growing Old’.
What is it to grow old?
Is it to lose the glory of the form,
The lustre of the eye?
Is it for beauty to forgo her wreath?
—Yes, but not this alone.
Is it to feel our strength—
Not our bloom only, but our strength—decay?
Is it to feel each limb
Grow stiffer, every function less exact,
Each nerve more loosely strung?
Yes, this, and more; but not
Ah, ’tis not what in youth we dreamed ’twould be!
’Tis not to have our life
Mellowed and softened as with sunset glow,
A golden day’s decline …
HTmT 😊😊😍
We had to cut back a lot of this tree because it was dying, part of it is growing back, but some of it seems as if it will not come back after its trimming.
Thank you for your kind visit. Have a wonderful and beautiful day! ❤️❤️❤️
Wat Pha Khao (วัดผ้าขาว), Chiang Mai, Thailand
Nikon D5100, Tamron 18-270, ISO 100, f/11.0, 18mm, 1/125s
Red Wattlebird (Anthochaera carunculata) juvenile
Growing but still calling for Mum or Dad to bring food. You can just see the red wattle starting to develop. This is one from one of the five nests we ended up with in our garden.