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To what will love not stoop!
.........Samuel Backett
Macro Monday theme: "The First Letter of My Name"
Known only by his stage name, a gull gives a solo performance of Purple Rain on the Cancún coast. Besides Prince, demonstrating note-a-bill range, the feathered frontman also covered work by Phish, Seal, the Eagles and Counting Crows. During his last song, however, he was roped off stage ... and that was a rap :)
Nikon D7500, Sigma 18-300, ISO 160, f11.0, 120mm, 1/500s
Dedicated to Gav.Rip..
there should be no room reserved in any of our lives for fear.. the future is uncertain and the end is always near,, ,
Taken yesterday at RSPB Greylake in Somerset, UK.
It was moving at over 100mph here, and within seconds had caught and killed a Teal in mid-air!
My nature blog;
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Nice flick of one from late last year,
After a bit of a hiatus i will be returning back to form one day soon.
I can't wait to get back to Business.. Sometimes you gotta wait.....
Ive always played the serial killer approach to graff... I want to do it for ever so i don't wanna go doin to much too soon, I got years of good killin ahead, i got the urge right now! Dammmit! haha
made it back.. yesterday was a super long day. Still feeling lagged, but I will be catching up today and tomorrow.. Happy Weekend, Everyone!
Cant resist snapping Hobbies when they are around.. This one was catching Hawthorn flies at height when it spotted a much tastier (to them I guess) Dragonfly. It turned in the air and came down in an impressive stoop.
Thanks for the support everyone who looks and comments. I been real busy but ill be back on this shit soon!
"Everybody's got their problems
Everybody says the same things to you
It's just a matter how you solve them
But what else are we supposed to do"
Stoop Kids bento pose, complete with joint and materials enabled staircase, is for sale @ Flourish on June 10th!
An 18thC guide stoop (guide post) on East Moor near Chesterfield. The spelling of the names of the towns and villages marked on it was usually left to the person who carved it.
Thanksgiving in rear mirror.
Pumpkins on back stoop.
DeKalb County (Winnona Park), Georgia, USA.
26 November 2021.
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Stoop; (noun) the descent of a bird especially on its prey. Ospey diving in for breakfast, this time it was unsuccessful.
Marchers on the Common only a couple of blocks away . . . and this man sits reading the paper on his stoop.
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son.
-Rudyard Kipling
Taken at Goatswood
A guide stoop in a remote location on Big Moor. This is only the broken-off top portion of the stone.
Some of the markings are a little unclear but read:
'Hoope Road', 'Chasterfeld Road', 'Tideswall Road' and 'Dronfeld Road'.