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“I am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air.”

Bram Stoker

 

Straight from my table - a little bit chaotic . . .

in an intense witchy mood after seeing 'The Witch' last wednesday <3

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A feeling of sadness and longing that is not akin to pain, and resembles sorrow only as the mist resembles the rain.

 

- H. W. Longfellow

 

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...to be out in the spring time fields (I think :)

"The sea always filled her with longing, though for what she was never sure." Cornelia Funke, Inkheart.

A self portrait at Kaena Point, Oahu.

home alone...

miss you so much...

In the Mosel valley vineyards near Kröv (Lage Kröver Nacktarsch)

Tink & Tootles still in their cute Dot coats hehe *-*

Banner Peak from the John Muir Trail. Man, am I ready for summer. The high country is still blanketed in monochromatic white.

 

B l a c k M a g i c

 

When I visited Varanasi for the first time (2011) had a chance to visit a place (kind of an open Hall of 300 Sqfts.) near (most known for being a place of Hindu cremation) where group of Old age women are longing for their holy death and get burnt in Manikarnika Ghat, That time didn't have a right chance to click. This time we saw very few people in the Hall and this lady was sitting in the entrance of the building.

 

Manikarnika Ghat, Varanasi

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This may be the only year in that past decade that I make but one trip down to the Waterfront Park sakura trees. I have mixed feelings about that, but for the most part, I've made my peace with it.

 

Image made with my Hasselblad 500 C/M.

polaroid 420 + fuji

  

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Yes......I Find Myself ~~~Longing~~~

for a Lilac of this Color. This one is Down the Ridge from my Place and the Color is just as you see...Amazing!

Does anyone know it's color name???

  

SOOC,,,,,no crop.......Lilac of another color!

Dear friends, I want to present you my new series 'Longing reunion' full of vivid colors and thoughts on friendship. The whole project is in my blogpost. I would be glad to know your opinion!

 

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Saudade - a deep emotional feeling of longing or nostalgia for someone or something that is gone. Origin: Portuguese.

Apart from some minor adjustments, image is as taken.

Weststrand Prerow - Dezember 2018

Longing for the sun? Captured in Edinburgh, Scotland, in September of 2015.

36 x 36 in. oil on canvas

"'He means well' is useless unless he does well."

-Plautus

The longing for other cultures has always been part of life ...

.. Bremen

Bürgerpark ~ ice on the Emmasee

 

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Einst, wenn der Winter begann,

du hieltest von seinen Schleiern,

den Dämmerdörfern, den Weihern

die Schatten an.

Oder die Städte erglommen

sphinxblau an Schnee und Meer -

wo ist das hingekommen

und keine Wiederkehr.

Alles des Grams, der Gaben

früh her in unser Blut -:

wenn wir gelitten haben,

ist es dann gut?

 

Gottfried Benn

 

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DEL2166 (LK16DFC) is seen on the U1 at Ruislip, High Street.

Watercolour on 140 lb. Arches cold press.

Happy Valentine's Day to all my flickr friends. Thanks for your support and friendship. Both are truly valued and appreciated. May this be a special day for you and may you be surrounded by love today and always.

The witch is longing for the crisp autumn nights when she tours the skies by moonlight. Summer seems endless.

 

Blythe a Day - Witchy Woman - 7/15/24

 

Blythe - Matryoshka Maiden

Blue Rabbit Dress

Winterish Allure shoes

Daunting Drusilla bow

Bench - thrift store find repainted

Hanging plant, basket, cauldron, cat, pumpkins - thrift store finds

Frog - ?

Toad - museum shop

Crows - Amazon

Books - Michaels

Walk, stoop - made by me

Window - printed image

 

#blythe #blythehalloween #dollhouse #blythedollhouse #miniature #witchdoll #blythewitch #playscalediorama #miniature porch #blythepets #dollpets #blythegothic

   

God speaks to each of us as he makes us,

then walks with us silently out of the night.

 

These are the words we dimly hear:

 

You, sent out beyond your recall,

go to the limits of your longing.

Embody me.

 

Flare up like a flame

and make big shadows I can move in.

 

Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.

Just keep going. No feeling is final.

Don’t let yourself lose me.

 

Nearby is the country they call life.

You will know it by its seriousness.

 

Give me your hand.

 

- Rainer Maria Rilke

 

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