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Don’t you know I’m no good for you?
I’ve learned to lose you, can’t afford to
Tore my shirt to stop you bleeding
But nothing ever stops you leaving
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Did you know that over 8 million tons of plastic flow into our ocean every year? By 2050 it is expected that there will be more plastic in the ocean than fish.
I've been thinking a lot about these stats recently and what I can do to raise awareness and give back - especially considering today is Earth Day.
So all sales from this weekend will be matched and donated to "Ocean Blue Project", a nonprofit committed to removing plastic from our ocean and beaches.
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New ((Krature)) releases at our mainstore for Wanderlust Weekend!
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Rings is my first ever custom mesh creation. Its everyone's least favorite piece of harmful trash - soda can rings.
Included are
✨ Two hold versions with pose sized for M/F
✨ One placed version that lines up with the string on RIPTIDE
✨ One Unrigged/Unscripted Version to Rezz in world or wear as you like.
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Trash is a mermaid tail applier HUD for RIPTIDE by Aii & Ego. It's created on the Alienwaves. RIPTIDE applier system, so if you have tails from other stores who use the same applier - no need to reinstall the scripts in your tail!
Trash is designed to look like black plastic bags wrapped around the tail, and the fins have custom materials which resemble the ever popular convenience store "THANK YOU" plastic bags.
This is my first release for this tail, I hope you enjoy it - I am excited to make more.
**Designed Exclusively for the Aii & Ego RIPTIDE Tail, you will need to buy this tail to use this product. You can purchase it from their mainstore**
...we both know I'm worth waiting for (BE)
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New TGIF Suite installation featuring our favorite creators: Kraftwork, FancyDecor, Darkfold Productions, Debauchery, Blue Balls, Ruckus
(nifty: 372 prims!)
Sly eye baby fox knows what's coming. These curious baby foxes came out to play while moma was out getting food. Having a den in the middle of a town must be very interesting for these pups.
On Christmas, can you remember that moment of perfect anticipation just as each gift was beginning to be unwrapped?
This is Clara and my grandson Ryfry (my family bestows the weirdest nicknames on each other) caught in one of those precious spans of time.
Getting to know my 'new' lens, the iconic Helios 40, 85mm f1.5 early M39 silver version with extension tubes. Stopped down slightly. I can barely hold the camera one-handed, so not ideal as a macro lens. The true calling of this lens is for portraiture, and I can confirm that it is magnificent at this.
In order to know these hills, I ought to set foot upon their earth in quietness, perhaps. At least that seemed something painfully necessary at the time. Instead I go through in the sealed train, looking out from behind glass. I am cut off entirely from the hills and they are fairly abstract. What do I know of them, or they of me? There is no necessity for me to know them, or for them to know me. If I am to know those hills, if their rock faces are to be more than blanks, perhaps I have to climb them, be lost in their woods. However, it is a terrible thing to ride encased in the glass, sterile, train asking the hills who they are, and being cut off from any real answer in a sealed tube of scientifically cleaned and heated air, not the same air as fills the bitter, hostile woods outside. When the hills go to answer, they are defeated; so is the questioner. The answer can’t get through the glass.
-Thomas Merton, “January 2, 1941,” in Run to the Mountain, 282.
I know that having an insect on a flower is typical macro capture in Flickr, but I do not have such typical subject on my upload. So...here it is!
This one was taken around my office area with the bee(?) on top of my tiny favourite wild flower.
Location : Office area , Kuala Lipis, Pahang - Malaysia.
Never know what I've become
The king of all that's said and done
The forgotten son
This city's buried in defeat
I walk along these no name streets
Wave goodbye to all
As I fall...
A walking disaster
The son of all Heehee
You regret you made me
It's too late to save me
Modeling : my broooo <33333
Part I
Bandryooh XD Wazzap XD !
Dedicated To U My Walking Disasta Friend XD
Though you know she's only waiting on the next best thing <3
One of the pics from that shoot there XD I didn't upload it earlier because I didn't like it. Now I like it, so here it is XD
This photo is a collaborative effort by Redd and myself.
Redd took the photo and I edited. Thank you Redd,
For such a wonderful capture…
Dream Bay, Adult
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“The Summer Knows” by Michel LeGrand (Movie theme from “The Summer of ’42”)
I know this engine house has been photographed dozens of times before, but I'm afraid I find it irresistible. So I thought I'd try it from a different angle. This is the Towanroath Shaft engine house on the side of the cliffs in between St Agnes and Chapel Porth on the north coast of Cornwall. It is part of the Wheal Coates mine complex.
Earliest records indicate a mine at the site since 1692. The present mine opened in 1802 and came into full production in 1815. At the height of its production, 140 people were employed at the site to mine a seam of tin just below sea level. It closed for the first time in 1844 and was allowed by the owners to flood.
A new owner re-opened the mine in 1872 and built the Towanroath Shaft engine house to allow deep mining to commence. The engine house was used to pump water from the adjacent shaft which was 600 feet deep - well below sea level.
The mine closed again in 1889 when the price of tin fell. In 1906, new ownership hoped to work the mine for both tin and copper as Wheal Coates had produced a small amount of copper ore more than a century earlier. The period of operation from 1911-1913 was not very successful because tin production was sporadic and the mining boom was long gone. The mine closed for good in 1914.
Most of the mine buildings, which are Grade II-listed and from the 1870s, are on the top of the cliff out of shot. These, plus the Towanroath engine house, are preserved and maintained by the National Trust.
Sources: various, including Wikipedia
I know, I posted a Junco yesterday, too, but I really liked the wing position on this one so I decided to share it today
I also like how this shows off the orange feathers on its back.
Yeah, you know the code we gotta live by
Never mind all the ice cubes on this wristwear in the big body
Live by the gun, get bodied or it's hella time in that cell
It was hella times where I failed, when I had to double back from them Ls
Bet he don't double back when he tell
'Cause it ain't no comin' back when you tell
I know I said no more panning shots for a bit but I couldn't resist. Big thank you to the rider who spotted me and made the shot by giving me a cheeky smile:)
Most of you know by now how I love 'playing' with light, a never ending beautiful challenge, food for my creative soul, which I so desperately need at the moment...
Each flower or object, most definitely people, seem to have a different 'personality' which I'm trying to capture.
Alstroemeria, the genus named after the Swedish baron Alströmer who brought them back from a trip to South America in 1753.
Also called the Peruvian Lily or Inca Lily, is a South American genus of about 50 species of flowering plants.
The flower, which resembles a miniature lily, is very popular for bouquets and flower arrangements in the commercial cut flower trade.
They have a vase life of about two weeks.
With love to you and thank you for ALL your faves and comments, M, (* _ *)
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After you were able to briefly get to know this impressive place yesterday in the video (only on Facebook and Instagram), you can now also see it in a photo. This gives you time to take a look at the fascinating details in peace.
The Rock Gate in the valley Uttewalder Grund is one of the places in the Elbe Sandstone Mountains that the painter Caspar David Friedrich was particularly fond of. In the summer of 1800 he even spent a whole week alone here "among the rocks and fir trees" (as he later reported to a friend).
A year later he published a drawing of the Rock Gate, which can now be viewed in the Folkwang Museum in Essen.
I have to admit that I feel a little uneasy every time I walk through this narrow opening (after all, at its narrowest point it is only about 60 cm wide and about 1.70 meters high). If you then imagine the weight hanging above you, wedged between the two rock walls, it can cause slight anxiety.
Nachdem Ihr diesen beeindruckenden Ort gestern schon im Video (nur auf Facebook und Instagram) kurz kennen lernen konntet, seht Ihr ihn nun auch auf einem Foto. So habt Ihr Zeit, Euch die faszinierenden Details in Ruhe anzusehen.
Das Felsentor im Uttewalder Grund ist einer der Orte im Elbsandsteingebirge,die es dem Maler Caspar David Friedrich besonders angetan hatten. Im Sommer 1800 verbrachte er sogar eine ganze Woche allein hier "zwischen Felsen und Tannen" (wie er später einem Freund berichtete).
Ein Jahr später veröffentlichte er dann eine Zeichnung vom Felsentor, die heute im Museum Folkwang in Essen zu besichtigen ist.
Ich muss zugeben, das mir jedes Mal schon ein wenig mulmig zu Mute ist, wenn als ich durch diese schmale Öffnung laufe (immerhin ist sie an der engsten Stelle nur ca. 60 cm breit und ca. 1,70 Meter hoch). Wenn Du Dir dann noch vorstellst, welches Gewicht hier zwischen den beiden Felswänden eingeklemmt über dir hängt, kann das schon leichte Beklemmungen auslösen.
more of this on my website at: www.shoot-to-catch.de
Everyone knows about the Sunrise and Paradise entrances into Mount Rainier National Park, those who enjoy the long beautiful drive go around to the Stevens Canyon entrance, but the lonely forgotten washed out Carbon River entrance is still there, you just have to walk it. I'm not fond of this pic, but it does show what the hike in looks like walking through 800 year old Douglas Firs. It's dark and where the light beams in the rays cause magic steam. the boughs hundreds of feet above you creek and a lot of them are falling. Moss inches thick covers the ground and down trees and more trees grow out of them. It's a tree lovers paradise as long as there isn't any wind. You walk on what was once the road which follows the river so it's sound is ever present and small waterfalls can be heard inland as well. It's damp, it was cold, the smell was amazing and my face still hurts from smiling. More (and better) shots to come.
blow it up large and take a look around. :-)
There are times when I know I have exactly the wrong equipment in my hand, or that I am not quite as accomplished a photographer as I would like; sometimes in the field, sometimes in the seeing of the finished image. Here, I fear, it is both. A closer-focussing lens, a better eye for composition, a steadier hand in the freezing cold or the patience to set a tripod.
There are times, also, when a flawed photograph captures something of extraordinary beauty that I have rarely had the opportunity to see. I grew up near the coast: frost was rare, and freezing dew rarer still. This frozen web felt like a near miracle when I saw it; a wonder of near impossible strength and fragility.
This was as close as my lens would allow me; as sharp as the light and my hand would permit; as stark as I could make the contrast on a frozen natural landscape. Not quite close, sharp, stark enough.
Yet the miracle somehow carries through, frozen in silver halide crystals, as well as ice crystals.
Far from my best, but beautiful enough that it could never be my worst.
Spider's web, frozen, Blenheim Park, Oxon, late 2020. Pentax SPII, 35mm SMC Takumar. Adox CHSII 100 in ID-11. Cropped, inverted, and contrasted in Photoshop, but otherwise unedited.
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As you know the "Golden" gate bridge is not literally golden or is golden in color ... which made me think about this concept !
I thought doing a very long exposure and catching the particularly yellow/white reflections of passing cars' headlights might fix that problem ! So I headed to the vista point at night and after a few tries with different durations and white balances I managed to get the Golden Gate to look Golden, as it should have in the first place (!).
It was a particularly cold night and I couldn't feel my hands after this, so I really hope you enjoy this one !
75.0mm @ ƒ/10.0 | 30sec @ ISO 100 | WB Set at 2810°K
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Thank you Lya Seerose for letting me bring to life this picture ! If you don't already know her, run check out her amazing work :)
Here is the story she wrote for this :
Three days. The hunt lasted three entire days. It was a personal matter for her, he would not escape this time. When she started to look for him, she first heard rumors spreading about « this charming nobleman with a damned smile » that just rented the biggest mansion in the smallest village the farthest away from his last home. She knew immediately it was HIM. Finding him was easier than she thought, she just had to follow the words on the streets, the tittle-tattle of Ladies swooning and blushing and the praise of Gentlemans vowing about his good reputation and his manners after only a few hours with this man. He was a master of disguise, his sweet talk could make you do anything that he chose to and his stare alone could force any last bit of resistance out of you. No one unprepared stood a chance against him, he had that power, a dark one and he was using it to play with people, making them puppets in his private theatre
But she would not be fooled like them, not again, she knew too good now who she was after and that the next time that they would meet eachother, one of them would not see the light of the day again. When she finally caught up with him he was sweet-talking a blond-haired girl in the streets, drawing the contours of her face with his satin gloved finger and the Lady was having a hard time keeping her composure. He had that effect on you, making you a weak creature between his hands. The day was about to end but it was still too early, and, for the lucky innoncent girl, people were still roaming the streets. He was well aware of that so he decided to return home and just wait for the night to fall completely, to help cover his steps as well as his sins before coming back for her, later. He took a last look at her appetizing throat and left. At the end of the street, he turned around the corner, proceeding to walk back to the mansion with no idea he was being followed by a retributive shadow this time. When he entered the deep and dark woods in front of the propriety, the pitter-patter of the civilized word vanished completely and all was calm around him. That's when she decided to stop the hunt. No more prey and predator, no more hiding and lurking.... only Him and Her, reunited once again. She stepped out in front of him in the pale moonlight, revealing herself to his gaze, and simply said to that smirking bastard « - Darling, smile for me one last time ! » while aiming at him
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You know that one corner in the back of the convenience store that doesn't feel real? You'd think it hasn't been opened in years.
God's Utterance "How to Know God's Disposition and the Result of His Work" (Part Three)
Introduction
God's word in this video are from the book "The Word Appears in the Flesh".
The content of this video:
How God Establishes Man’s Outcome and the Standard by Which He Establishes Man’s Outcome
I know you miss good grinding on you.........
Song: Hans Zimmer-One Day
www.youtube.com/watch?v=cScVoZWVDLQ
Greetings: Ramsa Luv
I know, I know, it's almost exactly like last week's slider....but I liked the result so well I tried it with another photo that wasn't very good and love that I can find a way to use those shots. Hope you have a fantastic day! HSS!
No idea what these are called?
Beauty berries identification by Mike Hayward.
Common Name: Beauty berry. Genus: Callicarpa Species: bodinieri var. giraldii. Cultivar: 'Profusion'
There's a Crane fly? or big Stone fly? on them.
I know my photo is a little bit disturbing to look at, however this weeks topic is provoking. I had two options: the first one was mini Pink Panter holding a stolen diamond so the whole topic could be funny, but I've decided to go with the other serious idea as the crime is an unamusing problem.
In order not to be worried what is buried in my backyard I will tell you - this is my left hand in the substrate (peat moss) for flowers. In my right hand I am holding my camera as no one didn't want to pose for me.
HMM!
As always, thank you so much for your visits, comments and faves!
Location: ° At The Green Story <- click to get the landmark
::: Nina Nesbitt - I'm Coming Home :::
I’m driving down these old dirt roads
I see the hills up on the right
White grass, artificial ski slope
Im speeding by the east coast train line
I’ve got a friend talking on the phone
He said he’d help me pass the time
I’m where the humour is dry as a bone
but it rains here every night
To see the faces that I know
Been away for way too long,
Where the trees always growin’
Wanna see where time has gone,
So put the kettle on the stove
Leave a light on so they know I’m coming home
I’ve got the wind in my sails
I’ve got the red in my cheeks
Cause I’ve been running from this place
Ever since seventeen
Cobbled streets
Evergreens
Castles and
housing schemes
That whisky taste
Out till late
See that man
He’s shitfaced
To see the faces that I know
Been away for way too long
So put the kettle on the stove
Leave a light on so they know
I’m coming home
Flashback I’m seventeen
in the passenger seat
You roll the windows down
808s and heartbreak plays
Even in this small town
We still had the biggest dreams
I always wanted something more
I always wanted to be seen
Still got that northern blood
I’ve still got a sharp edged tongue
I hold it like a sword
So everyone knows where I’m from
You take for granted all the things
That one day will be gone
I should’ve for held on for dear life
When I was young
I walk through the trees
I see the green
I see the reservoir
I see the nights
I see the lights
I see my family fall apart
I know the leaving
know the feelings
Know the seasons change
Things are different now
But I still feel the same
I’ve been around I’ve seen it all
There’s nowhere else I’d rather go
So won’t you let them know
I’m coming home
This is one of my fav sims. It have a huge driving track spread over multiple levels, and lots of great photo spots.
Necklace: Tillie by Vanilla Bae. (Free group gift fatpack in the mainstore.)
I know, this is mad! It started out as colours reflected in a CD. Then it got wound up in the RollWorld app, then mirrored and the colours changed, the rolled up again. Did I leave anything out? Well, make of it what you will and HSS!
This will be our last post for a bit, see you all soon. We’ll drop in when I can while we are on our travels.
Do you know, I got home from RL work today, and my amazing other half has done ALL the food shopping and prep for Christmas.
How fuckin lucky am I?!
So tonight I’ll be chilling like a villain (after I lux the living room bc wrapping presents is messy shit with fur babies!)
Anyyyywayyyyyy let’s break down some epoch goodness shall we?
Bowie gets to chill tonight too, in her cute lil outfit from epoch, the set is Pria, made up of a Jacket, Tank, Leggings and Socks.
Rigged for Reborn, Legacy and Lara X.
So many color/Christmas pattern options for all pieces, so head over to the epoch mainstore and get yours!
As you know by now, I love when artists use music to tell a story, weaving the music and the lyrics into a tale filled with emotion and colours. Don McLean is one of those Artists who masterfully achieve this. Vincent is an Ode to the dutch painter Vincent Van Gogh (1853 - 1890). He struggled with mental illness all through his life and died at his own hands at the age of just 37. During his life, he barely sold any of his paintings. Which makes the fact that these days they are worth millions kind of a cruel joke. Don McLean weaved numerous paintings of VanGogh into his Lyrics, which is another nice touch
Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy, linen land
Now, I understand what you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now
Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
Now, I understand, what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now
For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you, Vincent
This world was never meant for one
As beautiful as you
Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget
Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
Now, I think I know what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they're not listening still
Perhaps they never will
I know there ain't many who actually listen to my musical suggestions however, if you are one of the two, throw some headphones on for this baby: 'We've Got To Try' - The Chemical Brothers.
I know had had not the best conditions for a filter test but nevertheless I wanted to test my new filters.
Here is the result.
I used the CPL, the ND 1000 and the GND 0,9 filter at the same time. There is no color shift at all and the resolution is fantastic. my first impression is that Nisi make fantastic filters.