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I knelt down to take a photo of this oak leaf on the path and someone came along behind me.
He apologised and I said "that's OK, just don't step on that leaf".
He kicked it, but luckily did not move it much! HMT & HMBT!
Took a stop while out for a bike ride to take a photo of the path I have been riding along. It was a sunny & mild afternoon.
Please view & enjoy (L)
It was a path with surprises. Each time you was crossing a fence you mostly knew what will be on the other side....
Though I follow the path
Over hill and dale,
Only time will tell
If it leads back to me.
Polaroid Week April 2016 7/1
Expired Type 108/669 & 250 Camera
This path leads to a WWII bunker just over the summit. From there you overlook the suburb of North Ward and the Strand. In the distance you can see Magnetic Island. You can tell by the clothes that Winter is very mild here.
This was the beautiful sight that greeted me as I walked a path at Winterthur Gardens near Wilmington, Delaware.
“A path is only a path, and there is no affront, to oneself or to others, in dropping it if that is what your heart tells you . . . Look at every path closely and deliberately. Try it as many times as you think necessary. Then ask yourself alone, one question . . . Does this path have a heart? If it does, the path is good; if it doesn't it is of no use.”
― Carlos Castaneda
*** Walking alone takes courage
For it feels safer having people around
It feels nicer being surrounded by a friendly crowd, being popular.
Most of us want to be loved
Some work hard on being hated.
But walking your own path
Means burning your boats, your bridges
Sailing unsafe waters.
Independence is one high form of courage
Difference is one high form of strength.
*** Dedicated to those who are different,
do not obey,
do not conform,
do not accept,
do not bend,
do not break,
do not kneel,
do not follow,
do not capitulate,
declare YOUR independence, before it is taken from you.
<3
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My last minute entry to this week's Mastermind contest
Nueva foto de la ermita de San Lorenzo de El Escorial.
En esta ocasión con cielo estrellado y desde otro angulo, ya que la primera vez que fui estaba nublado.
La anécdota de la noche fue que oímos unos ruidos entre los arboles. Alumbré con la linterna para ver que era, y apareció el "ayudante" del guarda de la finca. Más bien, parecía un caminante blanco, porque no le deslumbró la luz en los ojos y seguía andando hacia nosotros como si nada...
Espero que os guste.
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The forgotten land,
I always visit,
But always forget,
I re-visit at night,
Forget it by day,
Hoping one day,
That I will remember,
The way it is,
The colours in the sky,
The smell of the air,
The way I talk,
The way I am dressed,
The way you are,
The only way is sleep,
That is the only way I can see,
The way I dream,
Is of you,
The only time I can see you,
It`s in my dreams.
I wish I was there all the time,
Because then I wouldn't leave your side,
I with you,
Then am not,
I want to stay,
Even if it means,
Sleeping forever,
The forgotten land,
I always leave,
Only to return,
To forget again,
Never ending,
Always forgetting,
Then remembering,
It`s the way it will be,
The only way I see you,
The only way I breathe.
The Forgotten Land
by Emma