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Since 1996 Taptoe Delft is back in Delft as a very successfull ‘Civilian Taptoe’ and in the meantime has become one of the best Taptoe- events of the Netherlands. Various facets contribute to this, like national and international participants of great excellence, the historical market place of Delft as decor, special image- and lighteffects, the supreme quality of the sound, and each edition we bring the audience a show with a new topic.
" ... e sono fiori d’inverno
ma per un’altra stagione
oppure un altro ricordo
che adesso non so
nient’altro che fiori
cosa vorranno mai dire
a guardarli di nuovo
non dicono più ... "
Gianmaria Testa - Nient'altro che fiori
Doppelbelichtung mit einer selbst fotografierten Textur - bearbeitet mit overlay / 2 Bilder + digital Overlay
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Double exposure with a self-photographed texture - edited with overlay / 2 images + digital overlay
== in Explore 12.9.2020 ( picture 79 ) ==
Thank you so much
“Ah, September! You are the doorway to the season that awakens my soul... but I must confess that I love you only because you are a prelude to my beloved October.”
Peggy Toney Horton
Pied-billed Grebe
Podilymbus podiceps
(Linnaeus, 1758)
Podicipediformes (Ordem)
Podicipedidae (Família)
Observação de Pássaros em
Lagoa da Anta
Parque Nacional de Brasília
Água Mineral
Brasília, Brasil
The small fishing boat "Mary Ellen," anchored in Stromness Harbour, off the Southend section of the town of Stromness (on the island of Mainland, Orkney, above the north coast of Scotland), as a shaft of sunlight reaches through a heavily overcast sky on a morning in early May that looked almost like evening.
The silhouettes of the low-lying Inner and Outer Holm are in the middle distance (towards the left, or north, and right or south, respectively). In the background, on the other side, fields and a moorland-capped hill of Orphir, which is on the same island, Mainland.
(From the "archive" -- 1999. Please forgive the technical limitations of this digital image, which was scanned from a slide / diapositive.)
[Stromness Mary Ellen sun shaft reaching 1999 may 7 8; digitised slide; 22-077]
Sorry I have not been posting pictures . My laptop is died and I have not gotten a new one. I has to borrow someone else's to post this picture.
This was picture was taken in Port Bruce at Sunset. I hope you like it. Please tell me w hat you think.
Please press L as this is best viewed in Light Box
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“August was nearly over - the month of apples and falling stars, the last care-free month for the school children. The days were not hot, but sunny and limpidly clear - the first sign of advancing autumn.”
― Victor Nekrasov
“You are but a tiny cluster upon the vines of heaven, where the grapes are worlds; yet you hold the power to ripen your bitter berries and add to the eternal vintage of cosmic sweetness if so you will.”
Eden Phillpotts, Saurus
“I am learning peacefulness, lying by myself quietly, as the light lies on these white walls, this bed, these hands. I am nobody; I have nothing to do with explosions.”
Sylvia Plath, Ariel
Better think twice before taking this route through the forest by nightfall 😁 Ghost minifigure with some custom edits
"Little red devils with fire in their skin and hell in their seeds."
James Street (1903–1954), “The Grains of Paradise”
"The little boy nodded at the peony and the peony seemed to nod back. The little boy was neat, clean and pretty. The peony was unchaste, dishevelled as peonies must be, and at the height of its beauty.(...) Every hour is filled with such moments, big with significance for someone."
Robertson Davies
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His name is Reiki, he is a young baby...
and it's not a toy, it's a real donkey.
I took this picture in Braives, Belgium.
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I wrote the following poem in 2003, it's only available in French.
Une Première et Unique Fois
Par Ben Heine
Qu'il est divin d'aborder quelqu'un,
Les premiers jeux sont un festin,
Aucune gêne ne nous tiraille, ni restreinte.
Les gestes se veulent sincères, sans feinte.
Bien vite, une complicité s'installe,
Le plaisir nouveau est partagé,
La découverte se veut totale.
Tout cela d'abord sans crainte ni pitié.
Le rapport se veut paisible,
Les dialogues s'éternisent,
Une confiance naive s'organise.
Nous abordons les sujets sensibles.
Mais que dérape l'un ou l'autre,
Et on est entièrement déchirés,
Car une chance s'écroule. Navrés.
On devient pauvre.
Et puis, on se dit "à la prochaine",
Mais, en fait, tout est perdu.
On aimerait pardonner sans peine,
Car ça sent le "déjà vu".