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Day 151 / Oh you know how it goes when everything is spinning and the thoughts in your mind are a tornado while you're doing all the things you shouldn't be doing instead of that endless to-do-list that you should be doing

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Listen, addicted to this song.

 

This is one shot, as it was taken through our balcony glass, you can see the reflection of our house in it. The main one was with polarizer filter, to try and get rid of the reflection, the ones in the comments weren't. I liked the main one the best composition wise, but I'm starting to really love the random reflection.

 

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I don't remember where this is.

I worked in the garden this morning and planted a couple lilac trees, until the rain came. I just can’t clean anything else, at least for today, smiling, so I played. I sat down on the sofa and enjoyed a few hours of learning about digital painting on my photographs with @photoshop. How was the first part of your Thursday?

Fairburn Tank 42073 passes under the ornate Landing How Bridge shortly after leaving Lakeside Station at the southern end of Lake Windermere.

 

This was the final location of last Novembers Lakeside charter ran by Peter Van Campenhout.

How do you feel if you see your picture in the following places?

 

- In the shop window of a chain store that has "sweat and tear" sourcing.

- Art gallery in a small town with 10,000 population

- Lourve, Paris

- Instagram (of another person but not yours)

 

Does it matter to the creator when the picture is displayed in different places?

 

Have a great weekend!

 

Fuji X-Pro2

Fuji XF 35mm F2 lens

ACROS B&W with yellow filter film simulation

We love people, who bring us joy and who give us hope ~ ~ ~

Barack Obama is one of them ....

Moanalani Ke`alohilani Roquette (Through_Hawaiian_Eyes) is one of them ... (Aloha, Moana ~ hope you get well soon and come back to us in flickr!)

 

Elton John - YOUR SONG

www.youtube.com/watch?v=RfYZV9sX3sI

 

It's a little bit funny this feeling inside

I'm not one of those who can easily hide

I don't have much money but boy if I did

I'd buy a big house where we both could live

 

If I was a sculptor, but then again, no

Or a man who makes potions in a travelling show

I know it's not much but it's the best I can do

My gift is my song and this one's for you

 

And you can tell everybody this is your song

It may be quite simple but now that it's done

I hope you don't mind

I hope you don't mind that I put down in words

How wonderful life is while you're in the world

 

I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss

Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross

But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song

It's for people like you that keep it turned on

 

So excuse me forgetting but these things I do

You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue

Anyway the thing is what I really mean

Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen

 

Photo taken at the "Weihnachtsmarkt" (Christmas Fair) in Heilbronn, Germany

Disturb me when I take a bath!

ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ʀᴇᴀsᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ

'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʟᴏɴᴇʟʏ?

How can i forget ..

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Nog eens opnieuw bewerkt.

Deze grote groene sabelsprinkhaan ( een vrouwtje ) zat op het pad naar een vogelkijkhut.

Opvallend de lange antennes die net zo lang zijn als het eigen lichaam

 

De grote groene sabelsprinkhaan (Tettigonia viridissima) is een insect uit de sprinkhanenfamilie sabelsprinkhanen (Tettigoniidae), onderfamilie Tettigoniinae. Deze soort wordt ook wel gewoon als groene sabelsprinkhaan benoemd en abusievelijk wordt de wetenschappelijke naam wel eens als Tettigonia viridis geschreven. Wikipedia

Mijn Sigma 50-500mm is natuurlijk geen macrolens, maar de scherpte valt me dik mee.

 

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Mínusz sok fok...

 

A few years ago I almost quit life. I guess this is a little bit how it felt.

This is a scene from Sarah Seely's production of "How To Disappear Completely." Based on hearsay, nostalgia, and only the finest in American propaganda, "How to Disappear Completely" is a satirical romp through the Cold War, Red Scare, and life in fear of... the bomb. From the desk of Sarah Seely invites you to spend a moment away from the unprecedented consumerist frivolity of today's war-faring United States to take a trip back in time to mid-20th century America - an era when, in the shadow of nuclear annihilation, families bar-be-qued on backyard patios, mothers shopped for the latest in space age home management technology, and everyone tried to keep up with the Joneses. At times bawdy and hysterical, alarming and outrageous, "How to Disappear Completely" incorporates elements of dance, theater, burlesque, video, and just a touch of audience interaction into a series of vignettes set in cocktail parties, war trenches, and grade school classrooms. Cleverly placed advertisements along with the hit music of the day provide the feel and comfort of the classic television you grew up with, and the safety of knowing that while the mushroom clouds are bursting forth outside your bomb shelter, you too can keep a positive attitude and a winning smile. Written and directed by Sarah Seely. With excerpts from “Duck and Cover” by Archer Productions, Inc. and the U.S. Federal Civil Defense Administration, 1951. Choreographed by Sarah Seely in conjunction with the performers. Performed by Amy Baumgarten, Jonathan Ciccarelli, Adam MacLean, Brian Maloney, Flanagan Smith, Moira Stone, and Julie Turner. Music by Patrik Phalen. Video by Nicky Enright. [Photography by Dominique James. Copyright © 2008. All rights reserved. For authorized use only. Visit www.dominiquejames.com for more information or email dominiquejames@mac.com for inquiries. Also, follow Dominique James at Twitter.]

How Bizarre!

 

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My Dr. suggested that I look into this cookbook after my appointment the other day. Still trying to decide if I can fully embrace the idea of paleo.

 

PS - clearly wardrobe decisions were poor today.

No credits for this one.

 

I...am going through a personal crisis? Not an identity crisis but that's the first thing I could think of. I lie awake and I question everything about myself until I end up questioning if I even exist. Not if I deserve to. But if I do.

 

I feel emotions like joy, love, caring. I know I am loved, I know I am cared about and I know people want me around. But why? I'll stop in the middle of everything and realise I don't deserve the beautiful and amazing soul's I have come to know. Who bring out a side of me that I never knew could existed. I care about them and want the best for them, I will fight anyone willing to destroy that. Growing up I slowly believed I wasn't deserving of this. I had it slowly drilled into me that I was the cause of everyone's suffering around me and I just needed to avoid everyone so no one was ever hurt.

 

I was taught I am someone who pain comes from. Not love. I was taught that I was a monster from such a young age.

 

Alot of the time I still believe it, I don't want to but I do. I don't want to hurt people and I'm so scared about hurting them that the idea is always there. What if I fuck this up. What if I ruin everything. What if I end up all alone.

 

I cling to everything that hurts. Thinking I'm protecting everyone else around me but instead I just hurt myself more and more and more. They weren't in danger from me but I still do it. They still stay by my side and show me love and caring and they talk me through whatever I need talking through.

 

I don't feel like I deserve them but I know I do at the same time and it's like two different people are screaming inside of me while a third just yells that the whole thing inconveniences them. They have better things to do than deal with you.

 

I feel like I'm just there. But I have this whole life where people want to be around me, spend time with me, talk to me. And not just because they're forced to.

 

I'm probably repeating myself alot but it's 9am and I haven't been sleeping. I'm too scared to, it keeps me up and I'll be stuck in silence hearing everything on repeat. I cling tighter and tighter trying to hold in everything that hurts until it starts to kill me from the inside and I can't take it anymore. I just wish all of me could accept people's love.

 

Sorry if this was too much of a rant. But this needed to be written, I poured my soul tonight into this photo and I didn't want to just leave it to be another photo.

 

If you did read it, thank you. I hope you have a beautiful day and if you go through the same as me I hope you too can accept with all your heart that you ARE loved. We all have our own battles and we might not have physical scars but the mental ones last so much longer.

 

- P.Middleton

 

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Bees that have honey in their mouths have stings in their tails.

Author: Proverb

Comma butterfly caterpiller (i think) HMM

Dunvegan, Isle of Skye

 

We passed this on the way to Dunvegan castle on the minor road A850. What's a lone bus shelter doing in the middle of nowhere. It's a major hike to the nearest isolated house let alone nearest village. In fact I've seen more life in Chernobyl than many parts of Skye we drove through. It was the lone chair that made me stop to take a picture... how considerate I thought, I can only assume the bus service isn't that frequent - maybe every other Tuesday.

 

Having said that I was nearly run over by... 1 local bus, 1 mini-tour coach, 2 cars and a delivery van all within the space of a couple of minutes. Maybe I'd stopped at that 'other' Tuesday!

 

But to be fair, it might look like a right sh^thole but round my way a bus shelter doesn't stay in one piece for very long so one should be grateful for small mercies. With Skye's mini monsoon weather this must be a godsend, providing you don't mind sharing with the odd sheep!

 

Tarn Hows

You come to the Lake District for atmospheric landscapes, dramatic skies, sunsets and sunrises... what do I get... we are on our fifth day of wall to wall sunshine... not a cloud in the sky... the air has been so clear that there has been zero morning or evening colour... the sun so bright distant landscapes have faded into a haze.... only a photographer would complain.... aaaaagh.

man child, grown.

"There is a crack, a crack in everything

That's how the light gets in. " ~Leonard Cohen

 

Wonder Child, Mary Black

 

21 November 2018, in Explore

Spring Creek, Mount Isa, QLD.

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Trees on this side and trees on the other side and reflections.

Yay snow! I can't believe this was only 2 days ago... I was SO excited to see it snow that we just ran out immediately.

 

It settled really quickly and covered almost everything... then it stopped snowing... and it started RAINING. How unlucky?!

 

A ton of other snow photos are here on my website:- www.oliviabellphotography.com/gallery/winter/

Strobist: AB1600 with gridded 60 X30 softbox camera right. Triggered by Cybersync.

62nd roll of film

Taken on a very pleasant May Day in downtown Pittsburgh from the 6th Street bridge, looking up the Allegheny river (E - NE direction). The Allegheny river meets the Monongahela river (at my back when I took this) and they form the Ohio river, which will eventually become the Mississippi river and will end up in the Gulf of Mexico at New Orleans (many miles downriver).

 

In the foreground is the 7th Street bridge, behind it is the 9th Street bridge and behind that the rail bridge (black). The white building at right is the David L. Lawrence convention center.

 

As for the answer to the question: "How Many Bridges?" the answer is "Pittsburgh has 446 bridges" !

how do you?

 

photographer: a. golden, eyewash design - c. 2008.

Lake District, Cumbria

How far are you from me, O Fruit?

I am hidden in your heart, O Flower.

 

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Anthropomorphism in action... how many people can you see?

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