Snow on our maple tree as a result of one of the recent snowstorms (they're becoming a blur). I like the contrast between the red buds and the almost black sky.

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Hemerocallis 'Optimism' 2014, Red Violet Daylily, hem-ur -oh-KAL-iss, 23" E-M D Re Fr Perennial (Wild-G., 1998),Z3, 5.4" red violet self , V2.z07

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European Parliament Brussels, , October 2018

A blogger-friend, and her daughter Lily.

Supermarket with a beautifully positive façade, Cali, Colombia.

I am referring here to cooperation among nations.

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Sunsets are my favorite moment of the day. When I come back home I always try to take a moment look up, think a little about myself, my beloved, and fill my soul with renewed energy and optimism. This beauty of nature blessed me by showing up right on top of my house at the beginning of May.

Hemerocallis 'Optimism', Red Violet Daylily, hem-ur -oh-KAL-iss, 23" E-M D Re Fr Perennial (Wild-G., 1998),Z3, 5.4" red violet self , V2.z07

The sun breaks through on a cold, overcast morning on the beach at Holkham.

I like the light and shadows in this one. Feels warmer now as well.

finger cut.

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If sunflowers bloom brightly wedged between sand and decay, who knows what else might bloom amidst bleak surroundings?

Are you an optimist or a pessimist or just looking for the damned waiter?

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to see the big picture.....altho every once in a while things look a lot clearer an greener

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Singapore 2007

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If you realized how powerful your thoughts are, you would never think a negative thought. Peace Pilgrim

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Willow may be a small kitten but she has big ambitions. The pheasant escaped unruffled.

And the banners were hung by the hovels with care, in the hopes fed assistance soon would be there.

I believe that I never live, that we never live, but are always waiting to live and then, just in the moment that we start to live, we stop. And then when everything has passed, I ask myself, who was I when I was waiting? - Peter Zumthor

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