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► Bauhaus Movement - Stricken, Hat/Piercing/Scarf @ Shiny Shabby
► Glam Affair ( Lelutka Heads ) Liss 05
► Pose by Bauhaus Movement
# schal fürs Leben, ist ein charity Projekt von der Zeitschrift „Brigitte". Man kann den Schal selbst stricken, oder fertig kaufen. 10€ gehen an Flüchtlinge ☺.
# Scarf of life, is a charity project from the magazine „Brigitte". You can knit the shawl yourself, or buy it ready. 10 € go to refugees ☺.
# Sciarpa per la vita, è un progetto di beneficenza dalla rivista Brigitte. È possibile lavorare a maglia la sciarpa stesso o di acquisto. € 10 Vai ☺ ai rifugiati.
# Sciarpa per la vita, è un progetto di beneficenza dalla rivista Brigitte. È possibile lavorare a maglia la sciarpa stesso o di acquisto. € 10 Vai sui rifugiati.
# Echarpe pour la vie, est un projet de charité par le magazine "Brigitte". Vous pouvez tricoter l'écharpe elle-même ou l'achat. € 10 Aller sur les réfugiés.
... battered by rain, snow, missing light and frosty temperatures
but still a beautiful sign of hope!
Even if peace is having a very hard time worldwide at the moment:
Have an optimistic Christmas Sunday!
Rose "Gloria Dei" / "Peace" still blooming in our garden - Frankfurt-Nordend
Hair: Rama Salon - Jewel
Head: LeLutka - Prim
Earrings: e-marie - Eleana
Choker: Vobe - Mitch
Arm Tats: Carol G - Eloa (Cosmopolitan Event)
NEW! Dress: eXxEsS - Mini Dress No.3 (Cosmopolitan Event)
Pose: DenDen Poses - Pose Stricken (Group Gift)
Only Available at our InWorld Store
Wir möchten ganz lieb für Euren Besuch
und die netten Kommentare, Dankeschön sagen !°!°!
Vielleicht schenkt Ihr uns auch ein Sternchen ...
Wir haben viel Spaß, wenn Ihr reinschaut ...
Herzliche ❤️💕❤️💕❤️ Grüße ... Kindergartenkinder !°!°!
Thema der Woche bei Macro Mondays ist: #The First Letter of My Surname
Der erste Buchstabe meines Nachnamens
Rita Wohlert
HMM
Thou wast that all to me, love,
For which my soul did pine—
A green isle in the sea, love,
A fountain and a shrine,
All wreathed with fairy fruits and flowers,
And all the flowers were mine.
Ah, dream too bright to last!
Ah, starry Hope! that didst arise
But to be overcast!
A voice from out the Future cries,
“On! on!”—but o’er the Past
(Dim gulf!) my spirit hovering lies
Mute, motionless, aghast!
For, alas! alas! with me
The light of Life is o’er!
No more—no more—no more—
(Such language holds the solemn sea
To the sands upon the shore)
Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree,
Or the stricken eagle soar!
And all my days are trances,
And all my nightly dreams
Are where thy grey eye glances,
And where thy footstep gleams—
In what ethereal dances,
By what eternal streams.
Poem by Edgar Allan Poe
Eine Torte zum Geburtstag von meiner Schwiegertochter und Enkelin hergestellt als Homage an mein Hobby "Stricken". Die Torte ist natürlich schon lange aufgegessen... - A birthday cake made by my daughter-in-law and granddaughter as homage to my hobby "knitting". Of course, there is nothing been left...
Gadget - Gerät, Hilfsmittel, Werkzeug
2022 Alphabet Challenge Week 7
Knitting Row Counter - Reihenzähler beim Stricken
Strickfingerhut strickfingerhut/
Zopfmusternadel
stitch marker - Reihen-/Maschenmarkierer
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Es ist ja nicht so, dass ich den ganzen Tag tatenlos im Bett liege und mich, wie vom Arzt befohlen, schone. Das geht auch mit Stricken .. grinsi**********
It's not like I lie in bed all day doing nothing and taking care of myself as the doctor ordered. I can do that with knitting .. lol********
No es como si estuviera en la cama todo el día sin hacer nada y cuidando de mí mismo como el doctor ordenó. Puedo hacer eso con el tejido .. ;)))))))
Bitte respektiere mein Copyright. Keine Verwendung des Fotos ohne meine ausdrückliche Genehmigung.
Please respect my copyright. No use of the photo without my expressly permission.
Por favor, respete mis derechos de autor. Ningún uso de la foto sin mi permiso explícito.
You don't know what your power has done to me
I want to know if I'll heal inside
I can't go on with a holocaust about to happen
Seeing you laughing another time
You'll never know how your face has haunted me
My very soul has to bleed this time
Another hole in the wall of my inner defenses
Leaving me breathless, the reason I know
That I am stricken and can't let you go
When the heart is cold, there's no hope, and we know
That I am crippled by all that you've done
Into the abyss will I run
To Bruce who made me discover this great band.
The cargo ship has moved since Friday - due to high winds
Previous upload: The stricken Hoegh Osaka
Stricken
For TANAKA Srore ♥♥
[TNK] WITCH DRESS @ The Warehouse sale
Reborn Mesh Body
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Der nächste Winter wird bestimmt kalt werden.
Am besten rechtzeitig warme Pullover und Strümpfe stricken ;-)
It will definitely get cold next winter.
Best to knit warm sweaters and stockings in time :-)
A stroke-stricken, physically wilting Walt Whitman had once asked himself in his notebook, “After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, love, and so on — have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear — what remains? ”.
When one is truly exhausted and the gloom grips deeper than the fear of death, where does one find solace? When the universe boils over reenacting its primordial tendencies, where does one find refuge? What remains when nothing else remains?
Walt Whitman knew the answer: “Nature remains”.
Nature remains because it is indifferent. And therefore, it is a healer. If healing is not Nature’s business, it is definitely its habit. Its cures are not constrained by forms or expectations. Nor are they prescribed as analgesics; the burning ghost peppers inside us aren’t neutralized. Instead, they are pulped, smoked, and smeared all over until the burn dies off due to numbness. And we flow on.
A Picket Fence deters Folk from getting too close to this stricken Oak in Richmond Park
Greater London. UK.
Ezekiel 4:17 “Indeed, they’ll need bread and water, but everyone will be panic-stricken as they waste away in their iniquity.”
Today’s post is brought to you by the color blue. A color I love but it’s less and less seen here in drought-stricken Utah. Savoring the color from last Saturday’s shoot.
Brim Silo's 30x30m master piece painted by Guido van Helten is viewed in the dying sun light from approx 1000ft in the air.
Visitors are driving for hours to see a giant mural on disused wheat silos overlooking the tiny, drought-stricken Wimmera community of Brim, boosting the local economy along the way.