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“Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the western spiral arm of the Galaxy lies a small unregarded yellow sun. Orbiting this at a distance of roughly ninety-two million miles is an utterly insignificant little blue green planet whose ape-descended life forms are so amazingly primitive that they still think digital watches are a pretty neat idea.”
― Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
Happy Sliders Sunday!
THE VERY OLD ONE SINGS:
there is not more in little
nor is there less
still is uncertain what was
what is to be will be will-less
first when it is it is serious
fruitless it recollects itself
and stays in great haste
everything of worth is defenceless
grows rich from touchability
and equal to everything
like the heart of time
like the heart of time
Lucebert
Translation: Diane Butterman
Warmly devoted to / Afectuosamente dedicada a Michael World
[Eng. / Esp.]
Old doors constitute a History Map. Every patch, every mending, every decorative element, stand for decisions or events that, wheather meaningless or not, got intentionally or serendipitiously trapped making up unique textures.
Las viejas puertas son un mapa de Historia. Cada parche, cada reparación, cada elemento decorativo representan decisiones o sucesos que, insignificantes o no, quedaron atrapados intencionada o involuntariamente formando texturas únicas.
Besalú, Agosto 2016
THE VERY OLD ONE SINGS:
there is not more in little
nor is there less
still is uncertain what was
what is to be will be will-less
first when it is it is serious
fruitless it recollects itself
and stays in great haste
everything of worth is defenceless
grows rich from touchability
and equal to everything
like the heart of time
like the heart of time
Lucebert
Translation: Diane Butterman
THE VERY OLD ONE SINGS:
there is not more in little
nor is there less
still is uncertain what was
what is to be will be will-less
first when it is it is serious
fruitless it recollects itself
and stays in great haste
everything of worth is defenceless
grows rich from touchability
and equal to everything
like the heart of time
like the heart of time
Lucebert
Translation: Diane Butterman
He sees me, and at once, swift as a bird,
Ascends the neighbouring beech; there whisks his brush,
And perks his ears, and stamps and scolds aloud,
With all the prettiness of feign'd alarm,
And anger insignificantly fierce.
These little flowers on the Choisya can appear quite small and somewhat insignificant in the garden but are actually quite beautiful in close up.
Hope everyone is having a good week :)
Gracias a todos por vuestras visitas y comentarios.
Thank you all for your visits and comments.
Saludos/Greetings
Drawn from his refuge in some lonely elm
That age or injury has hollow'd deep,
Where, on his bed of wool and matted leaves,
He has outslept the winter, ventures forth
To frisk a while, and bask in the warm sun,
The squirrel, flippant, pert, and full of play.
He sees me, and at once, swift as a bird,
Ascends the neighbouring beech; there whisks his brush,
And perks his ears, and stamps and scolds aloud,
With all the prettiness of feign'd alarm,
And anger insignificantly fierce.
"There is nothing insignificant in the world. It all depends on the point of view."
Quote - Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
''"View on one origami point, made from three elements. To be continued ;-)))"''
Model: Origami Bascetta Star
Design: Paolo Bascetta
Diagrams in the CDO Convention Book 2010
If you want to try it too, there are several tutorials on YouTube, like this one.
It is not so difficult and no glue needed, have fun folding ;-))
The squirrel, flippant, pert, and full of play.
He sees me, and at once, swift as a bird,
Ascends the neighbouring beech; there whisks his brush,
And perks his ears, and stamps and scolds aloud,
With all the prettiness of feign'd alarm,
And anger insignificantly fierce.
View from Blacks Lookout at Whalers Way Sanctuary, Eyre Peninsula, South Australia.
The waves were very strong as it crashes against the cliffs and rocks. As it recedes the water will cascade down the rocks like mini waterfalls.
Standing here and looking out, you feel so small and insignificant
against the might and power of nature.
Many thanks for your visit, comments, invites and faves....it is always appreciated.
Peaceful Travel Tuesday
Life is a series of steps. Things are done gradually. Once in a while there is a giant step, but most of the time we are taking small, seemingly insignificant steps on the stairway of life.
Ralph Ransom
Texture by Lenabem
“I had already found that it was not good to be alone, and so made companionship with what there was around me, sometimes with the universe and sometimes with my own insignificant self; but my books were always my friends, let fail all else.”
― Joshua Slocum, Sailing Alone around the World
Of relatively insignificant height (232m/761ft), but high in archaeological significance since the summit has two interlocking hill-forts plus cup-and-ring marked rocks a short distance away, It has pretty stunning views to the Cheviots too!
Deux étoiles de mer sans importance...
(Two insignificant starfish...)
Mieux en grand, better in large, click L.
Just a path, that winds through a small, secluded and quiet valley, somewhere in this world, and the path disappears behind the small knoll. Insignificant, not spectacular, but it's just there. And everyone who uses it enjoys its existence and its function. Without saying a word or a thought about it. Did he deserve it?
Behind the numbers, this is what frigid looks like. The truly cold winter weather always arising with a high bringing bright sunny skies with insignificant clouds if any. Without wind and with adequate clothing, a brief venture outside is still possible...with emphasis on the word "brief." Here, a shot from the road leading from my house shows that we still don't have a lot of snow, but a storm is in the forecast following several more days in the deep freeze with even colder temps predicted for the weekend. And winter has not even officially arrived yet...
Just before my departure, I pause for a moment at the beginning of the former drift dike and it looks as if an enormous hand has torn off the dike from the mainland.
I try in vain to imagine the fierce and huge waves there were to make this happen during the December storms in 2013.
The former house and barns of the State Beach Guardian also stood in this spot and it is marked by the three sticks in the sand of the beach.
The old shipping beacon "Emder Kaap" from 1883 balances on the edge of the abbyss and will have to be moved further inland.
In 1999, the 21 1/2 meters high shipping beacon was already moved 150 meters inland and that will have to be done again in the forseeable future because the western coast of Rottumeroog is getting smaller and smaller because the sea continues to affect and wash away the dunes........
We have now arrived at the south-west point, where we see the horrors when the sea is given free rein.
We see the remnants of the once mighty drift dike that was built in 1950, but has been swept away by storms since the Dutch State finished maintenance work on the sea defenses in 1991.
The basis of this drift dike consisted of construction rubble that was covered with the so called "Gobi mats", a large and huge nylon tarp that was weighted with concrete blocks that were glued to it.
The intention was that this drift dike would accelerate the formation of dunes at the south-west point over the years.
Due to the many and violent storms, these plans and attemps did not achive much and the dike was finally completly destroyed by the raging sea and all that remains are the gigantic nylon mats and the concrete blocks.
The contrast with the beautiful east side of Rottumeroog is in stark constrast to the rough and destroyed west side, where the sea can go its destructive way unhindered.
In this place the immense power of the sea becomes visable and you feel insignifcant towards it....
I was sitting in the train and approaching center of Helsinki, lazily looking out of the window... It was a typical cloudy October day in Finland, but when just few minutes were left until the train would stop, I noticed almost an surreal view. On the park hill under colorful autumn trees appeared figures of few horses that looked like just stepped out of an epic movie, and it took a while until I believed they were real. All other plans immediately became insignificant, I had to postpone everything else but seeing those horses. So after leaving the train I turned to the opposite direction and walked back towards the park. Yes, the horses indeed were real, very real... Not far from there was a huge travelling circus tent, and between the shows they let the horses graze in the closest green area. What a wonderful view it was!
I took a good set of photos, and one of horses even managed to negotiate my lunch apple as a compensation for its photo session. The only disappointment was my camera. When I returned home it went on strike and stubbornly continues it. I even don't know what it is striking against...
It’s the royal Château de Chambord, the largest château in the Loire Valley.
"There is nothing insignificant in the world. It all depends on the point of view."
.:: Johann Wolfgang von Goethe ::.
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