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My yellow and pink 'Lucky Strike' orchid. Photographed some time ago now but it continues to flower prolifically. It is remarkably hardy and provides the most stylish, variegated colours!
Wasnt' so sure if the light will show, but i have decide to stay even I have seen the signs of no show, thick mist from distant horizon and cloudless scene. Yet small gaps of lights show in the end.
Sometimes there are things that we will regret that we did, but sometimes we are glad that we did.
Clevedon Pier, Somerset, England UK
zum ersten mal seit 13 Jahren sind die auffallenden Roten Zapfen zu sehen
der Baum ist auch wesentlich höher gewachsen(ca. 6 m), als beim Kauf angegeben wurde (2 m)
100 x: The 2023 Edition Image 31 ~ Theme My Favorite Photos for the month of April.
Mother Nature showed her full beauty and power from April 19th-22nd, 2023 in several mid-western states, including Illinois. Her mood swings included temperatures from nearly 80 degrees down to 34 degrees Fahrenheit, clouds too crazy looking to believe if not witnessed, drenching rains, powerful wind gusts from 30-60 mph, hail as big as golf balls, thunder, lightning, tornadoes, and even snow flurries! Then, when her mood finally calmed down, the sun broke through the clouds and a spectacular double rainbow could be seen far and wide! We were among the fortunate ones, who escaped any damage; however, many across the storms' path had their homes, cars, and property destroyed, and there were numerous injuries and deaths reported. It is predicted that there will be many more severe storms to come this spring and summer. It is rather nerve-wracking to say the least. But for today we are safe and thankful.
Uninvited feelings.
They come without warning.
And they stay much too long.
I don’t wanna feel…
And if I run they’ll be twice as strong.
I wait for a warning.
I wait for some kind of sign.
I try to separate my body from my mind.
I watch the clock, as the second hand slowly goes strolling by.
I don’t want to feel…
When a loved one’s time comes to die
I wait for a warning.
I’m waiting for some kind of sign.
You know… this feeling just ain’t right
And though I try.. I just can’t hide.
Yeah I got faith.
But sometimes fear..it just weighs too much.
These cold feelings in the night.
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“nice sunset,
if i do say so myself,” says god
“yes, it has buddha nature,” say the buddhas
from the back seat of a ’57 chevy
idling on the sand just south of gold beach
“you’re always saying that,” says god
“what?” ask the buddhas
“you know, everything has buddha nature,” says god
“well, everything does,
at least before thinking gets in the way,”
says one of the buddhas
“why are you so anxious to deny thought?”
asks god
“i mean, squeezing consciousness out of heat and carbon
is pretty good, as far as acts of creation go,” he continues
“yes, but, the minute you conceptualize something,
it ceases to be real,” answers one of the buddhas
“would ya mind handing me another budweiser?” asks god,
“i’ll check and make sure it’s real.”
one of the buddhas grabs one
from the watery ice in the cooler
and hands it up to god
who pulls the tab
and fires up another lucky strike
a ring of blue smoke curls up
and swirls out the window
everyone is silent
a christmas tree air freshener
hangs from the rear view mirror
mister tambourine man plays on the radio
over and over again
yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky
with one hand waving free
silhouetted by the sea,
circled by the circus sands
with all memory and fate
driven deep beneath the waves
let me forget about today until tomorrow
“greatest rock and roll song ever,” says god
“well, maybe,” say the buddhas,
“but couldn’t we listen to a new song
every once in awhile?”
god fades away and
takes another long drag on the lucky
mysteriously, the song changes on the radio
my love is bigger than a cadillac
i try to show it and you drive me back
your love for me has got to be real
for you to know a just how i feel
a love for real, not fade away
“a little buddy holly? asks god
“sweet,” say the buddhas
“too bad cat stevens converted to islam,” says god
“yeah, we were kinda partial to
“buddha and the chocolate box,” say the buddhas
pacific ocean
just south of gold beach
fuji color slide film
zero image 69
pinhole camera
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(Dutch: Smoking is lethal) At a friends at harvest time. 80 grams of dried cannabis of the Somaui strain. 80 grams = 2.83 oz for you inferiors in the colonies :D
Format: Silver gelatin photograph
Notes: One of the first American women to star in an Australian film
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i went on a fire marshall course a few weeks ago. the fire station had on display a variety of household items that were grotesquely melted into often unrecognizable forms.
"The incidence of residential fire related injuries resulting in an emergency department visit, hospitalisation or death in a multiethnic, impoverished inner London area was 36/100,000 person years. Most injuries were caused by exposure to unintentional house fires, but more than one third were attributable to a wide range of other exposures. One third of all injured patients were hospitalised or died, underscoring the seriousness of these injuries."
(from a population-based study)
In 2002, firefighters in England and Wales attended over 5,000 accidental house fires where alarms were fitted but failed to work.
do you have a fire safety plan, at work and at home?
Shot of the Lucky Strike water tower located on the American Tobacco Campus in downtown Durham. Taken with a Leica SL2-S and Voigtlander 40mm f1.2 Nokton lens.
I had a job, I had a girl.
I had something going, mister, in this world.
I got laid off down at the brickyard…
Our love went bad, times got hard.
Now I work, all through the night.
Where all it ever does is rain.
She just said “Hey I gotta go
We had it once, we ain’t got it any more.”
She packed her bags, left me behind.
She bought a ticket on the Central Line.
Nights as I sleep, I hear that whistle whining
I feel her kiss in the misty rain.
Last night I heard your voice,
You were crying, crying, you were so alone…
You said your love had never died,
You were waiting for me at home.
I put on my jacket, I ran through the woods,
I ran till I thought my chest would explode.
There in the clearing, beyond the highway,
In the moonlight, our wedding house shone.
I rushed through the yard, I burst through the front door…
My head pounding hard, up the stairs I climbed.
The room was dark, our bed was empty
Then I heard that long whistle whine
And I dropped to my knees, hung my head and cried.
Now I swing a sledge hammer, on a railroad gang
Knocking down them cross ties, working in the rain…
Don’t it feel like you’re a rider on a Downbound Train?
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The next in my personal project, Springsteen and Noir. My visual interpretation of Bruce Springsteen's Downbound Train.
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