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Pull the strings and make the tunes of your life by your own.
(anoop raghav)
Weekly Theme Challenge - Musical Instruments
Looking close... on Friday! - Musical Instruments
(photo by Freya)
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by John Cordeaux Delpiaz | “Adversity is like a strong wind. I don't mean just that it holds us back from places we might otherwise go. It also tears away from us all but the things that cannot be torn, so that afterward we see ourselves as we really are, and not merely as we might like to be.” ― Arthur Golden
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The English phrase "no strings attached", meaning without conditions or obligations.
Here's another exploration in glass looking for caustic patterns. Forces in life are strings pulling us and shaping us into what we are becoming every day. www.graveyardworker.com/
For you...
The common bleeding heart (Lamprocapnos spectabilis; formerly Dicentra spectabilis) got its name for its pillow-like, heart-shaped flower that dangles like a single pendulous drop
In the bed of silk i lay, material slick and cold.
Red hair across soft pillow, moon light shining on the outside snow.
My heart drifts, to the world where one would possibly be.
Eyes to watch me, fingers to guide me, a hand to control my strings.
A heart sitting in shadows, broad, open and still.
In a chest overwhelmed in sounds with the desires of pounding need..
Deeper I go, into the land of moonlit dreams, seeing sweet touches of the hand upon me.
I wish to never wake up from shadow, unless I feel in early morning light, that loving pull of my strings.
~Hildda Deveaue
Hello Everyone,
Happy Saturday to all of you and I hope you all are staying warm if you are in the snowy cold areas and if you are in the ropics on a beach, under brezzy palms, well...please call me and I will book the next flight. :)
Please forgive my attempt at a little poetry, I use to write all the time when I was much younger, I would fill my diaries with all sorts of things, I fell out of practice having gone off to school and now a working woman with little time on her hands. I did however was inspired to write something to go with this photo I took, I normally do not do Black and white at all, but it seemed fitting with the theme.
I hope you all have a wonderful Saturday and weekend and I promise the fan requests are coming, I appreciate and love all of you for your requests and encouragements.Then mean the world to me.
Thank you again for allowing me to share my photo with you and till next time.
XOXO,
Hildda
Headed outside the moment I noticed the fog and dew!
Sorry I've not commented recently. I've long battled occasional depression. But the fog cured me this morning. So much so that I didn't wait to don appropriate clothing.
Slight crop only. Too dark? The used 60mm micro lens I purchased from www.lensrental.com after testing for several weeks can focus so closely that I almost touched the lens to the webs. So fun in the moment.
Thanks for looking.
Doesn’t it feel like it’s over? I grew up with the seasonal change in my life and I learned over the time that that part is so deeply rooted in me that I can’t live without it. I really enjoy every change to the fullest. Having said that I don’t think that I ever enjoyed winter as much as I enjoyed this one. It was the coldest one but it was great. I think that now is safe to say that it’s time for that change again. What do you think?
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Credits here : marlyssplashofmagic.wordpress.com/2019/11/29/heart-string...
There are chords in the human heart- strange, varying strings- which are only struck by accident; which will remain mute and senseless to appeals the most passionate and earnest, and respond at last to the slightest casual touch.
- Charles Dickens
Again, the Puente del Alamillo in Sevilla, this time I was standing on it (here from the side: flic.kr/p/2hxTM25).
The light conditions were quite sub-optimal for this kind of shot, that's why there is almost no contrast in the left part of the strings.
I'm quite confident that those lines of pine needles are formed by the same flow mechanics that give rise to string bogs -- no flarcks though.