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Head: *Catya* by Catwa
Skin: *Amber* by The Skinnery
Hair: *Ascension* by Stealthic
Location: Backdrop City
I've added these images to a little album I called To A Rhythm We Will Never Know which I started back when I was a tad unwell. Reading about Sir Chris Hoy's diagnosis and bravery at the weekend and seeing these grasses reminded me we are just like grasses blown about by life's fortunes.
DoodlewashFebruary2026 prompt: Orchid.
Did you know, according to the Smithsonian, orchids are the world’s largest plant family?
Paul Rubens Seascape Watercolor in a Paul Rubens Sketchbook.
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“For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, said the LORD. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts”(Isaiah 55:8-9).
Listen to this hymn of God’s word, "Notions and Imagination Will Never Help You Know God", to learn how to put down your notions and imagination toward God.
Almighty God says, “Knowing God is not reliant on experience or imagination, and therefore you must never impose your experience or imagination on God; no matter how rich your experience and imagination may be, they are still limited. What is more, your imagination does not correspond to facts, and much less to the truth, and it is incompatible with God’s true disposition and substance. You will never succeed if you rely on your imagination to understand God’s substance. The only path is this: Accept all that comes from God, then gradually experience and understand it. There will be a day when God will enlighten you to truly understand and know Him because of your cooperation and because of your hunger and thirst for the truth. ” from “God Himself, the Unique II God’s Righteous Disposition” in The Word Appears in the Flesh
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I know little about the history of marbles. And I know little about who played / collected these marbles within the family. I can guess that granddaddy, who is 98 now, played with the sky blue marble in this collection. It looks to be a hand carved marble. I see the initial V in a couple of these marbles. That is our last name's initial!
After doing a bit of research, I believe this is sea glass. which is originally made by man but refined by nature to become smooth frosty beach gems! Sea glass marbles are said to come from four main sources: ship ballast, Codd bottles, playing marbles, and railroad marbles.
Sea glass is tossed on shore and tumbled till smooth by waves. It can take 7-20 years with this constant tumbling action to "become" sea glass. A quality piece of sea glass has no shiny spots, is well frosted and has smooth tactile edges
Do you know when you reach the stage of inner calm?
When you get away from the noise of the trivialities of the mind..
You don't listen...
pick what you want..
You allow what you don't want to pass without giving it the amount of feeling..
Allah ..
How beautiful it is to be strong with the strength of your rejection of what you do not like.
You smile and go.
That's the royal stage.. 👑 🌺new post 🌺
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Contaminated
Banks
You wanna get to know me
You memorized the lines of my thighs
I knew before you told me you'd get it right
And you took the dark for granted
And you love me like you promised your wife
It's almost like you planned it in the daylight
I like the way you say it
Tell me the words you told me that day
Maybe if I could believe it I could just stay
'Cause I like the way you do it
Yeah I like the way you move it baby show me the way
I like the way you get it on the freeway
And I wish I could change it
And we're always gonna be contaminated
And oh, I know what we need
You start letting me go
Our love is tainted
You said they'd be against us
I say, "You care too much what they say"
You said, "Do me a favor, give me some faith"
'Cause you promised me you'd do it
You said, "Baby, let me prove it, look at me in the face
This is the face of someone who loves you, babe"
And I wish I could change it
And we're always gonna be contaminated
And oh, I know what we need
You start letting me go
Our love is tainted
And I wish I could change it
And we're always gonna be contaminated
And oh, I know what we need
You start letting me go
Our love is tainted
And I wish I could change it
And we're always gonna be contaminated
And oh, I know what we need
You start letting me go
('Cause our love is tainted)
Ok I lied...I thought I was done then I realized I hadn't posted this one which just may be my favorite of the lot with the tree framing and bucolic park like setting. So I promise...this is it...11 from the same spot of the same train. And yes, I have enough self awareness to know this is dumb...but then again isn't the entire concept of photographing trains entirely ridiculous on its face?! Anyway....here you go.
This was stop number nine of my chase of Vermont Railway train RDHJ making its 59 mile southbound trip from Rutland to Hoosick Junction where they will interchange with the Berkshire and Eastern Railroad, which operates the Pan Am Southern's ex Boston and Maine west end. They are at MP 2 as they pull into North Bennington to pause in the small yard here to to switch out the Whitman's Feed elevator before continuing down across the New York state line to the interchange.
The train is led by leased Providence and Worcester Railroad 2010 which was built new for Penn Central in Oct. 1969 as PC 7808. It passed to Conrail 7 years later and was sold to the PW in 1984, and then rebuilt in 1999 at Paducah and is now classified as a GP38-3. Trailing are VTR 210 (a rebuilt GP38-2 purchased from GATX that was originally blt. Oct. 1971 as Baltimore and Ohio GP40 4034), 432 (EMD SD70M-2 blt. Dec. 2006 as FEC 103), and GMTX 2202 (EMD GP38-2 originally blt. May 1972 as Penn Central 7943).
As for this line, it can trace its history back to the Western Vermont Railroad which was incorporated in 1845 and opened between Rutland and the New York state line south of Bennington in July 1852. In 1865 it was reorganized and renamed the Bennington and Rutland Railroad. Other reorganizations followed until the line was purchased by the Rutland Railroad in 1899 which by 1902 reached its peak at a 413 mile system. In 1904 the Rutland came under control of the New York Central which later sold half its shares to the New Haven. The railroad entered receivership in 1938 and the two big Eastern roads divested their shares to local ownership in 1941. Reorganized one last time in 1950 as the Rutland Railway. Strikes in 1952 and 1960 led management to finally give up and the entire railroad was shut down in 1961 and then in January 1963 the ICC approved total abandonment of the road. But six months later the state of Vermont stepped in to purchase the core of the system from Bennington to Burlington which began operations here in January 1964 as the new Vermont Railway. It's hard to comprehend, but now this route has been operated by the VTR longer than it was by the Rutland!
Village of North Bennington
Town of Bennington, Vermont
Friday April 24, 2026
THE BURNED VILLA... NOBODY KNOWS THE REASONS... MANY TIMES... RESTORED AND BURNED AGAIN... MYSTERY AND MYSTERY ONLY....
The Villa
The oldest part of the villa dates back to the Middle Ages, when the Trissino family, probably of Germanic origin, built a castle as a center of its feudal power. In the second half of the fifteenth century the building was transformed into a country residence, gradually losing its military character.
Important renovations were carried out during the 18th century, with the intervention of the Lugano architect Francesco Muttoni and of the Veronese Girolamo dal Pozzo. Also in the 18th century, another branch of the family built the Lower Villa. The author's name is unknown, although the entrance portal to the Paduan Girolamo Frigimelica was attributed.
After being destroyed by a fire it was ceded to the Trissino family, owners of the Villa Superiore, who restored it. It burned again and was then left as a spectacular ruin.
In the mid-nineteenth century the entire complex passed to the Da Porto family.
During the last world war the Villa went through a period of grave decadence, which the count remedied Giannino Marzotto after buying it in the 1951.
History
The property was formed around a Roman ruin, but the first records date back to the 1101. The land was set up as a garden in the fifteenth century, redefined in the eighteenth century by Muttoni and completed by Frigimelica and the architect Dal Pozzo. Many trees and the over 100 statues of Orazio Marinali, or of the school, and of Giacomo Cassetti and aids, date back to the first half of that century, when the two villas were also built: the upper one of the Trissino, the Baston branch and the lower one of the Trissino of the Riale branch that, destroyed by a fire at the end of the eighteenth century, rebuilt in a different style, the 13 June 1841 re-focused and was transformed into a castle ruin.
The park
The Park of about 20 hectares is divided into wooded areas alternated with meadow clearings. Groups of large trees and isolated specimens, some of which are more than 200 years old, set off the landscape scenographically and act as a link with the Italian gardens surrounding the villas, embracing them in an embrace of hedges, flowerbeds, terraces and avenues enriched with plants pruned according to topiary art.
The upper villa is characterized by a large lawn decorated with statues and surrounded by portals and walls, above which is the "horsewoman". From there starts the long avenue of the cedars that ends with the parterre of Muttoni. In front of the lower villa a double staircase leads down to the large octagonal fountain.
The entrance portal is attributed to Frigimelica, the numerous wrought-iron gates bear witness to the imagination and skill of 18th-century Venetian artisans. The property, in a state of neglect, was purchased in the 1950 by Count Giannino Marzotto, who provided to restore the upper Villa, the appurtenances and the park.
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Felt like the weight of the world was on my shoulders...
Pressure to break or retreat at every turn;
Facing the fear that the truth I discovered;
No telling how all this will work out;
But I've come too far to go back now.
I am looking for freedom,
Looking for freedom...
And to find it cost me everything I have.
Well I am looking for freedom,
Looking for freedom...
And to find it may take everything I have!
I know all too well it don't come easy;
The chains of the world they seem to move in tight;
I try to walk around it,
But stumbling's so familiar;
Try to get up but the doubt is so strong;
There's gotta be a wind in my bones...
I'm looking for freedom,
Looking for freedom;
And to find it, cost me everything I have.
Well I'm looking for freedom,
I'm looking for freedom...
And to find it may take everything I have!
Oh
Not giving up has always been hard,
So hard...
But if I do the things the easy way I won't get far.
Hmm, life hasn't been very kind to me lately,
Well,
But I suppose it's a push for moving on,
Oh yeah;
In time the sun's gonna shine on me nicely,
One day yeah,
Something tells me good things are coming and I ain't gonna not believe.
I'm looking for freedom,
Looking for freedom;
And to find it, cost me everything I have.
Well I'm looking for freedom,
I'm looking for freedom...
And to find it may take everything I have!
I know this Goose for years, he, I think he is a he, he comes running, rather swimming when I call Goosie, Goosie !!! His wife is already sitting on eggs !!! She always stays back !!!
Those who know the way I play golf would expect a round with me to be colourful. My attitude is all or nothing which almost always results in a rather poor score. Occasionally it can also result in the use of some colourful language as well.
Thankfully the nature of my play during todays round of golf wasn't the only colourful aspect of the game. There were superb displays of fly agaric mushrooms to be found throughout the course. This particular one must have been nine inches in diameter.
After seeing lots of shots of this temporary landmark, I said that I wouldn't go, but as we have few different opportunities, I thought why not :))
Do you know the story of Frederick, the mouse poet, who collects colors and impressions to share with others during the cold, grey winter days?
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For some reason I always felt very close to Frederick, perhaps also a little bit similar… not sure though if I ever managed to really capture, convey and share my joy of immaterial things like music, colors, words, ideas. But at least I still try, I guess.
HSS!
My attempt at the "Macro Mondays" theme "Fictitious"
Shot with a Steinheil Optronic "57 mm F 2.8" lens on a Canon EOS R5.
"Everyone we know understands why it's meant to be
'Cause we're crazy
So tell me, who else is gonna know me?..."
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“We are addicted to our thoughts. We cannot change anything if we cannot change our thinking.”
- Santosh Kalwar
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SHAPE OF MY HEART by STING
WHAT IS THE SHAPE OF MY HEART WITHOUT HIM
Addiction is a funny thing; it takes you by surprise
You think that you're just having fun;
not aware you're telling lies
He gambled away all that he had,
didn't realise until it was gone
now he shuffles through the darkness;
eyes cast down to hide his shame
He doesn't even see me closely following
he is hollowed out from deep within
we move in very different circles now;
we live through varied; indifferent times
His steps are small and slow; unhurried;
he has no place to go.
my steps are faster; quickly hurrying
I wonder if he even knows
and if he feels me as I pass him by
he shows no trace of recognition;
doesn't question why
He gambled everything we had
he gambled away his life
the stakes were high;
but when the chips were down
he gambled away our love
I spent so long in trying to save him
because he wouldn't save himself
reasoning became so pointless; futile;
he wouldn't fight to spare my health
he sold my art to feed his habit
sold my diamond engagement ring
with sapphires like my bright blue eyes
now clouded when I sing
but what is the definition of addiction
can anyone among us tell me why
I would waste my life in chasing something
that was only born to live so long then die
what is the shape of my heart without him
it lies broken; shattered on the floor
the angels tried to piece it back together again
but it will never be as good as it was before
Once something so very beautiful is broken
there's a fragile weakness that remains
and the glue that once held you altogether
never sets as fast or strong again.
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My artwork is a compilation of 5 of my photographs
You know much I love isolated grain bins!
Saskatchewan, Canada.
I wrote a blog post about my springtime Saskatchewan trip that has some behind-the-scenes pics and stories which you might enjoy.
I love photographing on the Canadian Prairies and I've been travelling there to do so since 2013. If you'd like to see my other Prairie images, feel free to take a look at the album.
Male Lion.
Many thanks to everyone who chooses to leave a comment or add this image to their favorites, it is much appreciated.
Have a great weekend.
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I know this isn't really a quality image. But this is the only clear one that I got from a dozen shots I took the other night, with the branch in the foreground.... (I so badly need a telephoto)... More to follow - without the leaves though.
Exams can keep you awake late into nights even after they're gone!!!
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I know it’s cliché, but I really enjoy photographing classic cars.
Kodak Professional Portra 400
Nikon F100
Nikon 50mm F1.4G
Fort Lauderdale, Florida
I know.. Another sunset.. I love them though and I wont always be able to capture them so while I can I will!!
This was from yesterday.. I finally sat down to edit it tonight so hopefully I will have an opportunity to edits tonight's on time!!
All of us. Didn’t the shrink know that waiting was one of the things that drove people crazy? People waited all their lives. They waited to live, they waited to die. They waited in line to buy toilet paper. They waited in line for money. And if they didn’t have any money they waited in longer lines. You waited to go to sleep and then you waited to awaken. You waited to get married and you waited to get divorced. You waited for it to rain, you waited for it to stop. You waited to eat and then you waited to eat again. You waited in a shrink’s office with a bunch of psychos and you wondered if you were one.
Charles Bukowski
Kogan plays Bach Sonata No. 1 for Violin and Harpsichord in B minor, BWV 1014
i know she thinkin' now she found herself a winner.
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If you know me, you already know this is one of my favorite photography subjects. These little guys are such characters and seem to actually enjoy posing for the camera, this one kept walking ahead of me and turning to see if I was keeping up and if I would stop, he would stop and wait for me to start walking again.
A glamour beauty, a glamour girl,..A certain style, But, May-be, a little cold,, though,..Seen, I don't know where,..Anyway,, love her,..:-)
I know you’re there. And that knowing takes my heart into your world. An infinity of water. The sacred substance of life. I try to imagine what it’s like, gliding smoothly beneath the surface, seeing creatures and landscapes that are like dreams made real. Above, the seagulls ride the wind and briefly the clouds permit a dappling of sunlight. Below, you travel through a blue forest of liquid light beams.
Right now, around 20,000 of you are traveling from Alaska all the way down to Mexico, right along my coast. I know you’re there. I’ve looked and I’ve waited - in vain. I have yet to take a single picture of you. But I’ve seen you on several occasions over the years, feeding close to shore, a glistening black mountain between the waves, spraying a fountain of mist! What a thrill! I remember each instance vividly. Even though we’ve never had a direct encounter, I felt touched by you, I felt I knew something about you, that you are gentle. And I felt you know secrets about the true nature of love.
Your mouth may be one of the biggest on the planet, but it’s not you who depletes the ocean. It is us. Driven by an appetite unhinged from nature, we eat off the plates of those yet to be born. Not only our own generations, but yours and everybody’s. I never want to look out over this ocean and know you’re not there anymore. Thankfully, we stopped just short of killing you all and you have made a promising recovery. We can choose to move away from the cancerous idea of perpetual growth and towards a new appreciation of balance. Like the dancer who can hold her center, the pursuit of balance results in much grace and beauty.
Be always there, gliding smoothly.
Claudia
Explore #131 Now I know you all think that you have the best mum in the world, but I hate to tell you that my mum takes that billing ;) Wishing you the best of days today Mum, Happy Birthday, love you, as always xxxx Car
Today's Carsounds - www.youtube.com/watch?v=8_96uyfmqgo
Thank you to www.flickr.com/photos/beapierce/ for the use of the texture :)
I know that the rise looks a bit like it's flooding in mid-air but I liked the image anyway!
Here I was trying to create a scene based on the colour pink, as well as the rose, hence the pink lemonade and red-bottomed glass.
There are a few imperfections that I need to iron out but otherwise I like it. The hardest part has been matching the colour inside the glass and the bottle to the surroundings (the background has been added in - it was taken against a plain white sheet and looked a bit boring!)
I know you're somewhere out there
Somewhere far away
I want you back, I want you back
My neighbors think I'm crazy
But they don't understand
You're all I had, you're all I had.
At night, when the stars light up my room
I sit by myself
Talking to the moon
Trying to get to you
In hopes you're on the other side talking to me too
Or am I a fool who sits alone talking to the moon?
Blue Blue Blue
7DWF, Saturdays: Landscapes
Yes, I know. I should have taken a look at the Crazy Tuesday discussions a little earlier. Though it is debatable whether this blue is pretty at all. The apartments there are certainly very expensive. Nonetheless, after the recent lost places decay (more will follow), I wanted to show something more glossy for a change ;-) Taken during a boat trip on the River Spree and Landwehr Canal in Berlin in summer 2016. This apartment house called "Living Levels" is a new residential tower located at the riverside of the Spree next to the famous East Side Gallery. The building, actually the entire development of the Spree riverside, is very controversial. Most of the new (residental) buildings are / will be luxury buildings, while affordable living space is a scarce commodity nowadays. The irony: The tenants of the Living Levels tower are now fighting against a new hotel which is supposed to be built next to their building. They claim that the hotel will block out the morning sun.
At this point I still had my manual vintage 50mm Zuiko lens mounted, but the 100 mm (crop factor 2 for MFT) on my OM-D were too much tele. Later on that trip I switched to the m.zuiko digital 17mm f1.8.
Wohnturm "Living Levels" am Spreeufer neben der East Side Gallery. Das Bauprojekt (eigentlich alle Bauprojekte dort) war sehr umstritten, Stichwörter: Verdrängung, Gentrifizierung, Mediaspree... Nun klagen die Bewohner des Luxubaus selbst, denn neben ihrem Haus soll nicht nur ein Hotel errichtet werden (bereits in der ursprünglichen Planung enthalten), es soll auch noch zwei Stockwerke höher werden als geplant. Und das nimmt ihnen die Morgensonne weg.
Aufgenommen während einer Bootsfahrt auf Spree und Landwehrkanal im Sommer 2016. Zu diesem Zeitpunkt hatte ich noch mein manuelles 50-mm-Zuiko drauf, aber die 100 mm, die daraus an meiner OM-D werden, waren doch zu viel Tele. Später habe ich dann das m.zuiko digital 17mm f1.8 angeschraubt.
You know it's cold out when even the blue jays bills are chattering. I think my teeth were chattering a bit this morning too. We are stuck in a very cold weather pattern that promises to stick around for most of the month, dashing any hopes of an early spring.
OK, I don't actually know if there's wheat in here, but just go with me.
Running about 15 minutes ahead of the KSTP ( flic.kr/p/2rTE6E3 ) was this westbound grainer, with a SICK leader! I had heard the leader before it showed up, but didn't have a chance to look it up. It's clean, and has wings? Yes, please.
The 6697 is somehow now 29 years old, and is part of that group of AC44s that was actually built for the UP, as opposed to the SP, CNW, or GECX.
As some of you know. I have been without a camera for some time now... each time I would think I was going to choose that next baby. A financial obstacle would always get in the way.
Awhile ago... a fellow Flickr friend made an incredibly generous offer to give me his old camera to use. Free of charge, no strings attached... at the time, I had politely declined. The offer alone was enough to bring a tear to my eyes.
"You are a sweetie Brent"
I eventually decided to take him up on this wonderful offer... the camera arrived this past weekend. (and) I have a series of shots I did Sunday that I will post this week.
But first, I wanted to start my new Flickr life with a few photos featuring the camera itself... some of you may recognize it. Please check out his photostream. Brent and the rest of the gang in Winnipeg are quite special people.
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As for my financial situation... things are much smoother now and I even have a camera I've been thinking about. But, right now, more than anything, I want to thank Brent for making it possible for me to get an early start on this.
"Hugs & kisses dear friend"
There are dozens of reasons to stay inside! I’ll say no more, it will just upset you. Mother knows best.
These Blythe dolls are Curly Blue Babe (Neo) and Nellie Nibbles (Middie) for “Mother knows best” and “Bright”. This is based on a scene and song from the movie Tangled—a movie that I love! I couldn’t figure out how to include my favorite character, the horse Maximus, so I had to be content with just Rapunzel’s chameleon friend Pascal.
Created for EXPLORE Worthy, The Monthly Quote - May (2023 Art)
California Scrub-jay is my own photo.
All processing done in Photoshop Beta 2023.
No Ai of any kind here.
Thanks for your visit, faves, and kind comments.
I know I've already uploaded a pink balloon photo this week but that was for "pink" day and this one is for "blue". Plus...this one has a seahorse cloud in the sky. And so, of course, I had to upload it. Do you see it?
Yeah, I did over saturate it a bit, because it was kind of blurry to begin with. So if you look at it large it's going to burn your retinas...
I know very little about Spiders. This one was keeping us company in the Bird Hide at the Tinchi Tamba Wetlands Reserve, QLD, Australia.
She (I assume she's female as the Pedipals are fairly small, and her hind is fairly large?) posed nicely for me, held still long enough, and thus I was able to watch and photograph her for quite a while :)
Thanks to the beautiful people at the Australian Spider ID FB group, I now know that this is a Holconia immanis - giant banded huntsman, grey or Sydney huntsman are some of the common names.