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Sometimes sour, sometimes sweet. If it's sour, just add some sweetness over it.
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Taken and edited for Luxxuro Inc.
Theme Berry Affair.
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Taken with Black Dragon.
Edited with Ibispaintx.
Pose: My own
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Sometimes a small depth of field leaves people disorientated...
In my series "Autumn leaves" I try to imitate loss of orientation as I feel it might be in dementia.
What remains is a vague impression of feeling, that may be shared together.. may it be warm and loving!
You rise every morning
Wondering what in the world will the world bring today
Will it bring you joy or will it take it away
And every step you take is guided by
The love of the light on the land and the blackbird's cry
You will walk in good company
[ K.D. Lang - The Valley ]
Sometimes there is not much to do. So now we can sit and look out the window. What is that neighbour doing over there?
Happy Teddy Bear Tuesday
Sometimes you can't see the forest for all the trees. Like here, countless trunks overlapping in every direction. And yet, standing there, you have a deep feeling of a huge space. Ever been to Moria? Same thing with the endless columns down there...
Sometimes just sitting on a branch can be dangerous. This Kookaburra flew in and landed on this branch near me, only seconds later the little Grey Fantail started buzzing and swooping him, obviously telling him he was invading his territory. It lasted a few minutes and the Kookaburra decided it would just move on. The Grey Fantail looked very pleased with himself.
For Definitely Dreaming week 44 theme of "Dangerous".
...why do we need 90 or 120 seconds of long exposure when the water flow is so strong. This shot has made with 1 second of exposure and it looks good to me...
such a magical place...
Stood among the conifers, juggling position and exposure to ensure I didn't blow out parts of the tree I was shielding the lens behind, this was a tricky but satisfying shot. Sometimes when I shoot sun rays I am in awe and its easy to forget to take the shot :)
The badlands along Badwater road near Golden Canyon at sunset. Death Valley National Park.
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That's what happens when it's warm and sunny and it's FRIDAY ! :) Sometimes it doesn't take much to make Cleo happy.
I took several photos of her today. Maybe I should store them somewhere for the long weeks and months of winter when I'll hardly have any chance to get a Cleo photo.
Sometimes I go to my basement and turn on the watts!!!
♪ AC/DC - High Voltage (Live at Donington, 8/17/91) ♪
Well you ask me 'bout the clothes I wear
And you ask me why I grow my hair
And you ask me why I'm in a band
I dig doin' one night stands
And you want to see me do my thing
All you gotta do is plug me into high
I said high
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage, high voltage
High voltage rock 'n' roll
Well you ask me why I like to dance
And you ask me why I like to sing
And you ask me why I like to play
I got to get my kicks some way
And you ask me what I'm all about
Come and let me hear you shout high
I said high
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage, high voltage
High voltage rock 'n' roll
Rock 'n' roll
I said high, I said high
Waaaah
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage, high voltage
High voltage rock 'n' roll
Spotlight, put the lights out, happy hour
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage rock 'n' roll
Wine, women and song
High voltage, high voltage
High voltage rock 'n' roll
Sometimes you have to look a little closer to find those special things in nature.
Thanks everyone for your views, awards, comments, invites and faves.
Sometimes a Sunset will catch you by surprise and only in the last moments the Sun will peek from a bank of clouds and produce beautiful chaos in the sky before saying goodbye... Taken at Clevedon Pill. (Maps not working?)
Taken in one of the cave rooms in Luanes Magical World @ Morning Glow
My beautiful outfit is from United Colors UC - Maven Gown and is available in 6 colors at Tres Chic Event
The pose is from Luanes World Poses - "Be Thankful" It is available in my main store
The girl was looking at the little white flowers... they seemed to disappear... It was like looking through a fog...
Her thoughts drifted to the conversation she had with the wind...
It's been years since they talked... and the wind never finished the story of autumn...
Today the wind is loud... cold... and angry...
Why don't you finish the story? (asked the girl)
Well... you are clever... what do you think? (replied the wind)
I think that the story has no end...
It has a start, but it goes on beyond time... (answered the girl, looking at the little snowdrops)
She was sad... a sadness the wind knew well... one that will never leave her... it will return in waves, sometimes small, other times colossal... just like the wind... sometimes quiet, just a little breeze and sometimes loud and angry... like today...
This lovely rose was taken in our garden this late spring/early summer 2025.
A rose is a woody perennial of the genus Rosa, within the family Rosaceae. There are over 100 species. They form a group of plants that can be erect shrubs, climbing or trailing with stems that are often armed with sharp prickles. Flowers vary in size and shape and are usually large and showy, in colours ranging from white through yellows and reds. Most species are native to Asia, with smaller numbers native to Europe, North America, and northwest Africa. Species, cultivars and hybrids are all widely grown for their beauty and often are fragrant. Rose plants range in size from compact, miniature roses, to climbers that can reach 7 meters in height. Different species hybridize easily, and this has been used in the development of the wide range of garden roses.
The name rose comes from French, itself from Latin rosa, which was perhaps borrowed from Oscan, from Greek ρόδον rhódon (Aeolic βρόδον wródon), itself borrowed from Old Persian wrd- (wurdi), related to Avestan varəδa, Sogdian ward, Parthian wâr.
The leaves are borne alternately on the stem. In most species they are 5 to 15 centimetres (2.0 to 5.9 in) long, pinnate, with (3–) 5–9 (–13) leaflets and basal stipules; the leaflets usually have a serrated margin, and often a few small prickles on the underside of the stem. Most roses are deciduous but a few (particularly from South east Asia) are evergreen or nearly so.
The flowers of most species have five petals, with the exception of Rosa sericea, which usually has only four. Each petal is divided into two distinct lobes and is usually white or pink, though in a few species yellow or red. Beneath the petals are five sepals (or in the case of some Rosa sericea, four). These may be long enough to be visible when viewed from above and appear as green points alternating with the rounded petals. There are multiple superior ovaries that develop into achenes. Roses are insect-pollinated in nature.
The aggregate fruit of the rose is a berry-like structure called a rose hip. Many of the domestic cultivars do not produce hips, as the flowers are so tightly petalled that they do not provide access for pollination. The hips of most species are red, but a few (e.g. Rosa pimpinellifolia) have dark purple to black hips. Each hip comprises an outer fleshy layer, the hypanthium, which contains 5–160 "seeds" (technically dry single-seeded fruits called achenes) embedded in a matrix of fine, but stiff, hairs. Rose hips of some species, especially the Dog Rose (Rosa canina) and Rugosa Rose (Rosa rugosa), are very rich in vitamin C, among the richest sources of any plant. The hips are eaten by fruit-eating birds such as thrushes and waxwings, which then disperse the seeds in their droppings. Some birds, particularly finches, also eat the seeds.
Rose thorns are actually prickles - outgrowths of the epidermis. While the sharp objects along a rose stem are commonly called "thorns", they are technically prickles — outgrowths of the epidermis (the outer layer of tissue of the stem). (True thorns, as produced by e.g. Citrus or Pyracantha, are modified stems, which always originate at a node and which have nodes and internodes along the length of the thorn itself.) Rose prickles are typically sickle-shaped hooks, which aid the rose in hanging onto other vegetation when growing over it. Some species such as Rosa rugosa and Rosa pimpinellifolia have densely packed straight prickles, probably an adaptation to reduce browsing by animals, but also possibly an adaptation to trap wind-blown sand and so reduce erosion and protect their roots (both of these species grow naturally on coastal sand dunes). Despite the presence of prickles, roses are frequently browsed by deer. A few species of roses have only vestigial prickles that have no points.
For further information please visit en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rose
Yes, you guessed it...stop to smell the roses. Especially when so perfect and later in the season than normally seen. Obviously just bloomed with other buds visible and also about ready to pop. A deeper color than the lighter pink usually found. A very pleasing and surprising discovery off the path chronicled over the last few days. (Rosa arkansana -- Wild Prairie Rose)
if a location isn't speaking to me, it helps to concentrate on the small things.
You know, "it's all in the details" and that stuff. You've heard it before and sometimes it's true.
And sometimes men chased the beasts
into the deep woods,
and never came back ~ Neil Gaiman, The Mushroom Hunters
Sometimes it feels like we are totally adrift in the world with a demented President at the helm surrounded by fawning lackeys who should know better.
"We live in a pretty bleak time. I feel that in the air. Everything is uncertain. Everything feels like it is on the precipice of some major transformation, whether we like it or not." ~ Sean Lennon
"If we were logical, the future would be bleak, indeed. But we are more than logical. We are human beings, and we have faith, and we have hope, and we can work."
~ Jacques Yves Cousteau
Sometimes the snow is there, the next day it's gone. Sometimes the sun shines (always when I don't have time to take pictures) and then it's gone again.
The perfect April weather, just in March.
And in all this back and forth and the change of feelings and clothes, I sometimes manage to capture such beauties. And when I then look at the result, I realize that I love such weather.
Mal ist der Schnee da, am nächsten Tag ist er wieder weg. Mal scheint die Sonne (immer dann, wenn ich gerade keine Zeit zum Fotografieren habe) und schon ist sie wieder weg.
Das perfekte Aprilwetter, nur eben schon im März.
Und in all diesem hin und her und dem Wechsel der Gefühle und der Klamotten gelingt es mir dann doch manchmal solche Schönheiten einzufangen. Und wenn ich mir dann das Ergebnis anschaue stelle ich fest, ich liebe solches Wetter.
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