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We love classical music, so we end up learning together to play the piano. we love it, this it's cool
Here's a confession.
I'm an on the go type of guy.
I can't sit still.
I feel like I have to always be doing something.
Here's to learning to relax.
Key word, learning.
South Lake Tahoe
Mike D.
This Derby to Neville Hill route learner has been around for a few weeks now, but its the first time I've picked up on it. Brightening up Woodburn Junction the celebrity HST heads into Sheffield
43366 43184 5Z44 1151 Derby to Neville Hill T&R.S.M.D
You don't learn to walk by following rules. You learn by doing, and by falling over.
-Richard Branson
Sydney's first ballet class. This was taken shortly before she left the class. She only made it 10 minutes into the 45 minute class before giving up. I think it was too overwhelming for her being in there with the big kids. It didn't help that Jessie kept giving her instruction...haha. I kept telling Jessie to let the instructor give her guidance, but Jessie being the teacher that she is, kept telling Sydney what to do.
Next week, we will make sure she is in an age appropriate class. :)
Mongolia: a bit of street photography
www.youtube.com/watch?v=bn4_zur5hjw
(Pink Floyd - Learning To Fly)
Selezionata per la Sezione JB&W Essence of Photography EMOTIVE GALLERY
EXPLORE: Sept 8, 2010 #162
flamingos offer lessons in makeup and in impersonating a question mark...
These 2 juvenile Osprey were practicing flying. They didn't leave the nest... just up and down. They will be gone soon though.
"This is what my parents are teaching me!"
"Hi to every one out there! I make my mother and father very bussy all the time, so they don't have so much time, like they had in a past, he, he,..."
Age: 8 weeks and 3 days
Hight: 57 cm
Weight: 4,60 kg
"By, I have to sleep now!"
Maks
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...but I keep bumping into the wall!
This was captured in August 2005, when Butterstick was only a month old.
I'm really bad at writing descriptions for flickr. I'm just not the kind of person who is fully capable of explaining the way I feel through words; hence why I create and explain the way I feel through visual art. Nonetheless, I wanted to explain a bit about this piece.
Two years ago, someone very influential and close to me, someone I considered a best friend, was taken away from this world through the selfish and immature actions of someone else. I still have not come to terms with his death and it's still something that is very hard for me (and everyone else whose lives he had an impact on) to deal with. Especially since it was the first death that I had ever experienced.
He was a fighter. He used to get through the most difficult situations with his head held high, and would hold everyone else's hurt too, because he was stronger than we all were. Something he has taught me, and something I remember even two years after this tragedy, is to be strong and learn to fight for yourself. You need to learn who you are, and not be defined by another individual and the only way do to that is to learn how to use your weapons, stand tall, and fight off the bad. Even after his accident, he fought for his life 5 whole days in hospital, and on the 6th, the inevitable happened. He never gave up. He tried to push through.
If you've ever experienced losing a best friend, you'd understand how difficult it is to deal with. And how heart-wrenching it can be at the worst of times. Eden, I love you dearly and you inspire me each and everyday.
Editing techniques were inspired by Brooke.
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“There was once a bird who wanted to fly alone - away from the others. He was worried if he followed the group he would never find his own place.” S. Badani
Flickr Friday: Playground
Flickr Birthday Photo Challenge Day 19: Love
My youngest nephews got his first rollerskates for Christmas and of course he had to immediately try them on, with the helf of his dad!
whilst taping up my living room windows to start decorating, i decided to use the paper to write some irregular portuguese verbs on so i could get familiar with them. they're not easy as they obviosly defy the rules of the patterns i've become familiar with so i have to learn them parrot fashion. i thought it would be a good way to add practice whilst i'm decorating the front room
"Learning should be an active process. Too often, students come to school to watch their teachers work." Will Daggett
“I’m Learning to Fly, but I ain’t got wings” This old railroad trestle spans the South Saskatchewan River in South West Saskatchewan where the Red Deer River joins the system -just East of the Alberta border. It is one of my favorite places in the world, I have spent a lot of time fishing and camping around there. The whole area is known locally as "Out West". This trestle was built in 1913, and was decommissioned in 1993. I had never seen it from this angle before, but was impressed how long , and how straight it is. Obviously Aliens helped build it, like Stonehenge. Oh, and I bought a drone.
This Juvenile Osprey went back and forth from this tree to it's nest, testing out it's new found ability to fly. Look out for those talons!
A First Nations speaker from Siksika talks to visitors at Glengary Bison Ranch during Alberta Open Farm Days.
Well I started out down a dirty road
Started out all alone
And the sun went down as I crossed the hill
The town lit up the world got still
Im learning to fly but I aint got wings
Comin down is the hardest thing
Well the good old days may not return
And the rocks might melt, and the sea may burn
Im learning to fly but I aint got wings
Comin down is the hardest thing
Well some say life will beat you down
Break your heart, steal your crown
So I started out for God kno ws where
But I guess Ill know when I get there
Im learning to fly around the clouds
But what goes up must come down
Im learning to fly but I aint got wings
Comin down is the hardest thing
Im learning to fly around the clouds
But what goes up must come down
I'm learning to fly
I'm learning to fly
My ma, 'the poet', who is the litle girl on the left, also wrote this poem:
Learning Time
Old stone wall giant in height
A two year old holds tight to the hand in sight
Swarms of Green with kaleidoscope heads held high
Holding breath what's at the end of the adventure of night.
Peeping and plodding along, around the curving path, not sure what's to be
Oh a mass of Green not a disappointment to see
A gentle hand on it pulls tight, not just a bunch of Green but a smell of delight.
A voice of knowledge now explains nature's way
The bunch preciously held is on its way
Mint in the making for lunch it will be
And a two year old has learnt something else for free.
- Chris Burt
Saw these people on Teignmouth beach.. one evening.. collecting shell fish.. thought it a good candidate for a little processing fun.. twisted with the 'oli-ort'..
Hope you like it.. thanks for looking.. have a great day..