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Della serie: Belli e dannati

Cette année, on pourra se couvrir avec, promis ! Allez hop, on assemble

My dog gets very pouty when I take pictures. I have no idea why, maybe it's because I'm not petting him and telling him how wonderful he is.

Porn shot of my pride and joy!

Nikon D610 with battery grip. 50mm f1.2 prime lens.

Apart from maybe one day owning a Leica, my life is complete!

shot in a blacked out light box and light painted with my iphone.

in Humanity's search for a loving home...is a special place in everyone's Heart...

My living room :) Inspired by the photographs of Gabriela and Agata. Thank you for inviting to a new group :)

 

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a burden was lifted from our lives today - oh happy day

Touffic has been living in this house since 1973

in the last few years it had become a source of pain and worry

today he sold it

oh happy day

may all involved be blessed with peace and happiness

#Daybreak #Dawn #Dublin #Ireland #Sky #City #Center #Centre #Capital #Building #Monument #Statue #Architecture #History #Christmas #Decorative #Decoration #Light #Tree #Street #Capture #Tone #Contrast #Color #Colour #Photo #Love #Home #Festive

when we went to the animal shelter for filming, this puppy is just beautiful. and after this photo he found a home

Had a hilarious conversation with my best friend last night, as always. I wonder if anyone heard us [the walls are pretty thin here] - they probably think we're insane. We go through every accent on the planet, talk about things that make no sense [to anyone but us] and don't ever stop laughing. What could be better?

 

Happy Tuesday! :D

               

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Oh I had soo much fun doing this!!!! It's my sweetest graphic yet.. love it!! :-)

 

And the basic stock I used for this graphic is so beautiful...

the original tree shot was so unique and beautiful,

and the lil elf is soo sweetly modelled, so is the little bed, and the lamp is so unique,

those pretty dragon flies and miror.. :)

  

The beautiful tree: Stock 22 by ~Darkeden7

www.deviantart.com/deviation/21770069/

 

The sweet elf: Christmas Elf Stock Pack by ~shimmerstock

www.deviantart.com/deviation/43457878/

 

TW3D Faerie Tale bed by *TW3DSTOCK

www.deviantart.com/deviation/52634290/

 

The dragon flies: stock by *loveit

www.deviantart.com/deviation/51555030/

 

Pretty Photo Frame 02 by =Gracies-Stock

www.deviantart.com/deviation/54688373/

 

The unique lamp: lamp stock 2 by ~chop-stock

www.deviantart.com/deviation/34422009/

 

Sincere thanks for all that wonderful stock! :-)

I think he's kinda happy too. The guys are back in their bachelor pad...and not a moment too soon. I missed them.

 

Fun videos are posted on their YouTube Page.

A link for my mom.

Fan them on Facebook.

 

galerie room 3 - very small sleeping area only 6 m²

I bought this necklace a few weeks ago. The first time I wore it out the chain broke and I was lucky that it decided to fall into my bra and I didn't lose it!! I put it on a new chain today.

 

As it was Valentine's day this week I thought I'd use my red fairy lights to make some bokeh. Assignment 52/7 - Creating Mood with Colour. Hopefully I managed to make this look romantic.

 

For the rest of my 52 week project see my 52 week 2013 set

Mauri Hijra, 25 and Shakil, 36 at their place

  

Bangladesh, April 2008

 

Hijra - the third gender of Bangladesh

 

Taken for the Idea Room Photo Challenge

Day 3 - In My Home

I collect hearts, not real one's obviously.

That would be silly and illegal!

I bought this one in Haworth, Yorkshire last year.

Happiness never decreases by being shared.

Happy Easter everyone!

 

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i found some streetart today, sticking on a garbage bin

by nathan bowen

in the leidsestraat, between keizersgracht and herengracht

it was soaking wet because of the rain

but now it's dry and hopefully happy to be warm inside

 

and i made some additions to my wonderwall

in my studio, amsterdam

I bought these lovely cups from a shop in Manly called Home Etc.

Vintage sugar dispenser. I love my cup of tea!

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Before I Knocked

 

A poem by Dylan Thomas

 

Before I knocked and flesh let enter,

With liquid hands tapped on the womb,

I who was as shapeless as the water

That shaped the Jordan near my home

Was brother to Mnetha's daughter

And sister to the fathering worm.

 

I who was deaf to spring and summer,

Who knew not sun nor moon by name,

Felt thud beneath my flesh's armour,

As yet was in a molten form

The leaden stars, the rainy hammer

Swung by my father from his dome.

 

I knew the message of the winter,

The darted hail, the childish snow,

And the wind was my sister suitor;

Wind in me leaped, the hellborn dew;

My veins flowed with the Eastern weather;

Ungotten I knew night and day.

 

As yet ungotten, I did suffer;

The rack of dreams my lily bones

Did twist into a living cipher,

And flesh was snipped to cross the lines

Of gallow crosses on the liver

And brambles in the wringing brains.

 

My throat knew thirst before the structure

Of skin and vein around the well

Where words and water make a mixture

Unfailing till the blood runs foul;

My heart knew love, my belly hunger;

I smelt the maggot in my stool.

 

And time cast forth my mortal creature

To drift or drown upon the seas

Acquainted with the salt adventure

Of tides that never touch the shores.

I who was rich was made the richer

By sipping at the vine of days.

 

I, born of flesh and ghost, was neither

A ghost nor man, but mortal ghost.

And I was struck down by death's feather.

I was a mortal to the last

Long breath that carried to my father

The message of his dying christ.

 

You who bow down at cross and altar,

Remember me and pity Him

Who took my flesh and bone for armour

And doublecrossed my mother's womb.

 

(The poem appeared on www.bryantmcgill.com)

Finally did it! Adopted this little girl yesterday in the City...she is sooo sweet! ..and I am having sooo much fun!!...She is three weeks old and really tiny, but she is full of little kitty antics and energy!!

The pretty blankey here is my Mom's housecoat covered lap!! When she stands up you

can see how little she is....the vet said she is only about three weeks old...

. . She is Jessie and her really wants to play with the other Flickr kitties!!

 

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