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The relation between mother and her child is truly unconditional. The purest form of love one can ever see.
Taken last year at Bogra Railway Station
"Luciana, can I have your soup?" Flô
"You can have my soup, my kidneys, my life and my soul, Flô." Luciana
"Luciana, me dá a tua sopa?" Flô
"Te dou minha sopa, meus rins, minha vida e minha alma, Flô." Luciana
Known as "The Peach King" for his large Peach Orchards.
Had this home built in 1902-03 to accommodate their 12 children.
Jacksonville, Texas
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"I don't ever want to let you down
I don't ever want to leave this town
Cause after all
This city never sleeps at night
It's time to begin, isn't it?
I get a little bit bigger but then I'll admit
I'm just the same as I was
Now don't you understand
I'm never changing who I am"
It's Time - Imagine Dragons
This is another one for the Songspirations group. I hope to get this done more often, because now I should have the time and ability. So many ideas flowing through my mind. :)
This picture actually means a lot to me.
Although I'm coming from a small town and it may really sleep at night it doesn't for me. The lights are still turned on and a great thing for me to watch. I love to stand there, feel the wind at night and see the city-lights. And the lyrics also say, that I may get bigger and change some things, but I'm still the same, because I'm not changing who I am. And that's so true too. After doing that volunteer work for half a year in a totally different cultural background I may have changed, but there will always be things that remain the same. I still love to stand there at night. I still believe, that I can change something with just being me and I still believe in love.
-Patty and Homer-
That's Homer, Patty's little guy up there in the corner. Yes, the little
ones have had their names for a while now: Homer and Darla. (Hey, I just
listen and call them by the names they give me.:) )
Patty and Homer came to visit me yesterday afternoon. I think Patty was
expecting some birthday cake. You can see here that she is still my little
girl and climbs my leg. In fact, we had a nice little visit yesterday with
Patty on my lap eating kibble while Homer played in the pool. Crazy, eh? I
like it that way.
Happy Furry Friday, y'all!
Check out my Patty and Eddie and Grandcoons sets if you would like more background on the story.
Reflecting now with home-movies of Allison Crowe and her delightful rendition of a song that’s one of the treasures of Canadiana renewed by “Newfoundland Vinyl”, Theatre Newfoundland and Labrador’s much-loved hit.
This year’s edition of “Vinyl” has begun rehearsals in prep for a “greatest hits” run this Summer at the Gros Morne Theatre Festival, June 11 – September 2, 2016: www.theatrenewfoundland.com/shows/newfoundland-vinyl-the-...
“Now I’m 64” is a traditional Newfoundland parlour song – here delivered by Allison Crowe and Band on their debut release, “Heirs + Grievances”. Earlier variants include recordings by Atlantic Canada musical legends Ryan’s Fancy, Harry Hibbs and more. The invaluable lyrics and video site “GEST Songs of Newfoundland and Labrador” has plenty to help us cherish an history that’s, joyfully, tunefully alive today: www.wtv-zone.com/phyrst/audio/nfld/01/sixtyfour.htm
A secret moment in little pond
Have you everv read the best seller book "A brief History of Time". I am now readibng this book. It is about unified theory, universe, Big Bang.. scientifc theory. I love to read science that links to Buddhism so I read some of Albert Einstein thinking and last year was the celbration of 100th of Einstein, so I bought lots of books and reading slowly times to times.
Maybe this little dragonflies have nothing to do with that book but who know...the effect of littlecthing to the world..
But I dont know how to give title then the book title comes in my mind...
Just "a brief history of time" here
Front Yard,
Bang Bua Thong
Nonthaburi, Thailand
Our Daily Challenge: Resolution -- Tom and I resolve to have no New Year's resolutions beyond the resolve to be happy. Happy New Years from our happy hearts to yours.
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I love home cooking and blogging about the recipes I try out in my own kitchen. This is the end result but for step-by-step pictures of this recipe follow the link www.rkhomemaderecipes.com/chocolate-sponge-cake-amandine....
there is no way except sitting at comfy home drinking hot milky tea and listening to sweet downtempo. by the way, it is winter already. it is high time we did these things every day.
Settimana n.6 (6.02.2012 | 12.02.2012)
un caffè caldo e mani amiche: basta poco per sentirsi a casa :)
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The white dress 11 4.52
The carousel of life ...
Starting and returning to the place where I was born.
Happiness being obtainable ...
Being able to get on and off the crazy ride ...
Your will and desire the only thing stopping you .
“Nemo, no matter where you lie: be it abysmally alone under metaphoric waters or having subrepticious fun on your friend´s bed, you´ll eventually prove your faith by being fishy and in even contradictorily doing so, your bonds of affection will grow stronger.” Flô
“Yes, Flô. But please nourish me with your loyal hugs so that I am not tempted to dodge reality.” Nemo
“Nemo, independentemente de onde você estiver: abismaticamente sozinho sob águas metafóricas ou se divertindo sub-repticiamente na cama de sua amiga, no final das contas ser desconfiado acabará provando a sua fé. E, ao faze-lo, seus laços de afetividade se fortalecerão.” Flô
“Sim, Flô. Mas por favor me nutra com seus leais abraços para que eu não me sinta tentado a desviar da realidade.” Nemo
Home for me is traveling with friends, discovering new places, chasing sunsets to capture beautiful images.
Where is home for you?
Gemma Jones let us stay with her folks for a few days. Gemma is the manager of Outré Gallery in Melbourne, and one of the more awesome people we know in Australia. It probably should not have been a surprise to find out that her parents are ALSO awesome.
Every once in a while you meet certain people that you want to BECOME. Within just a few hours of meeting the Joneses we knew that this is how we wanted to be when we were their age, and that we wanted to settle into a home like this. We were rather instantly in love. Tony Jones is quite a well established sculptor in Western Australia (his sculptures are all around the city) and both he and Pam still teach art there in Perth. Tony is also a life long sailor (although we didn't end up having a chance to go out with him on his boat).
As those of you who know kozy are aware, she has an intense and exploratory love of music - always seeking out fresh sounds for her ears, sounds new and old. You would not expect a couple in their 60's to have the same taste in music as a girl like kozy - but once Pam put on Fleet Foxes during dinner a music discussion started and kozy fell in love. How often do you find someone her age that is a fan of everything from Deerhunter to Flying Lotus to Tune Yards and can introduce you to even more great NEW music! Kozy was in love and trading music endlessly the three days we spent with them. We even stayed an extra night even though we'd booked a bed and breakfast in town (and still had to pay for it) because we didn't want to leave.
And lets not forget their house - a few pics won't do it justice, but it is a museum! You could spend months just looking at things - art and sculpture and design and knick knacks everywhere you look. It was heaven!
Big thanks to Gemma and Ben and Tony and Pam and Buffy and Scooter too (hope you feel better little guy!).
I have taken this same shot on about four different cameras at this point...Don't be surprised if they show up in my photostream again.
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Two Kinds of Intelligence
There are two kinds of intelligence: one acquired,
as a child in school memorizes facts and concepts
from books and from what the teacher says,
collecting information from the traditional sciences
as well as from the new sciences.
With such intelligence you rise in the world.
You get ranked ahead or behind others
in regard to your competence in retaining
information. You stroll with this intelligence
in and out of fields of knowledge, getting always more
marks on your preserving tablets.
There is another kind of tablet, one
already completed and preserved inside you.
A spring overflowing its springbox. A freshness
in the center of the chest. This other intelligence
does not turn yellow or stagnate. It's fluid,
and it doesn't move from outside to inside
through conduits of plumbing-learning.
This second knowing is a fountainhead
from within you, moving out.
Decorated for our cozy lifestyle in red, black and gold. Crazy about the red venetian plastered wall behind the TV. High gloss polyurethane makes it look like shiny nail polish. Up lights create stage lighting .
I'm back in Chicago, but this is not a night for processing photographs. This is a night for changing into comfy sleep clothes, hanging out with Ross and processing our holiday to the place that used to be home (and still is, a little bit).
So until later, there is this. It pretty much sums up my trip.