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I wish I could go out and take sunset photos but unprocessed back catalogue shots will have to do during our lockdown. This shot was taken just over a year ago. Pandora pond, Napier, Hawke's Bay, New Zealand
Location: Pandora Resort
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends
Like my father's come to pass
Seven years has gone so fast
Wake me up when September ends
Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are
As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost
Wake me up when September ends
I like how this lady stood out in the crowd during the busy Boxing Day sales in the heart of Sydney’s shopping district.
Candid Street Photography
Pitt Street Mall, Sydney
Boxing Day, 2019
Pandora Fair Event
Pandemonium body efect from Deadly Nightshade - LM - available at Pandora Fair Event
Tattoo - Thor from Resilience comes with mjolnir (mace you can see) eyes lighting and armas lighting - available at Pandora Fair Event
Pan eyes from YOSHI - LM comes with appliers for lelutka, catwa, mesh and omega - available at Pandora Fair Event
Sparta Helm from REKT - LM comes with hud with 4 textures available at Pandora Fair Event
Pose odinson by Be My Mannequin - LM comes with Mjolnir Mace (not wich you see on the pic) available at Pandora Fair Event
Pandora Fair Event ▶ Event Schedule ◀
● Open Round 11th of July at 01:00 pm slt.
● Close Round each 31th of July.
Somnus Trousers credits from somnium Available at The Warehouse Sale openening 06/23/2021-
i haven't given up on bokeh :) please take a look at my new account where you can see my colors... Thanks.
Pandora pond, Napier, Hawke's Bay at sunset. Thought I would get out my 12mm lens as it hadn't seen daylight for sometime.
Hembra de la subespecie africana y canaria de la Pandora, vuela en medianías de Tenerife, yo personalmente nunca la he encontrado en grandes cantidades y los individuos son de gran tamaño y belleza.
Pandora Bay. About as far north as you can go in NZ.
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@PANDORA---Pandora VARVARELLA Dress:
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-VARVARELLA Sandals:-Available in 8 colors
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-Available:
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Lara X
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Exclusive for: The BELLEZA Event.
(Septiembre 11Th - October 10Th)
Macro 1:1, single exposure f/2.0, Helios 44M-4 58mm f/2.0 + extension rings.
The bracelet with charms is placed on a 5mm striped flint plate, which is illuminated from below with a flashlight with a diffuser placed vertically (inside two rolls of paper on which the plate is placed) with a warm light color (3000 K), and the entire scene is illuminated from above with a second flashlight with (diffuser) held in a tube, with a cold temperature color (6000 K).
After her jar fell to the ground and split apart, silence fell like dusk across the land. Pandora wandered—no longer a figure of myth, but a woman marked by what she had experienced. She drifted to the edge of an unseen vale where twilight held its breath, and the wind whispered stories of her past.
There, with hands still trembling from what her heart now carried, she used a shard of glass and began to plant the mysterious seeds the jar contained. Her movements slowed, deliberate—each press into the earth like a heartbeat remembered.
To her relief, roses began to bloom.
Each bloom sprang from a fragment of loss and hope. Crimson petals bled into the soil like echoes of love once spoken. The white ones drank moonlight like lost promises waiting to be remembered, reaching toward the stars before the dawn of a new day.
But deep within the garden, shielded by thorns and time, a single rose glowed with the softness of morning Hope. It pulsed gently, emitting a tune only hearts in mourning could hear. She had buried it where the jar’s last whisper had settled, nursing it with memory and her silent song.
Over time, the garden grew wild, a tapestry of longing woven in fragrance and thorns. Travelers who came upon it felt things indescribable stir within them. Some wept. Some knelt. None left unchanged.
And Pandora—no longer wondering—walked again through that breathless vale. Above her, the dusk stirred not with silence, but with promise. She recalled this saying: "The one who dares to open a closed heart, will learn to cultivate beauty in the darkness".
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