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SL Travel: Green Story, Baby Beach ~ Heavenly Strings

 

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The world is all gates, all opportunities, strings of tension waiting to be struck. Ralph Waldo Emerson

 

*happy bokeh wednesday*

A man selling colourful strings

in the markets of Northern India.

For Macromondays music

If only dreams came true.

Part of a Hurdy-Gurdy

Detail einer Drehleier

Theme : monochrome - Redux 2018

 

Best Wishes for 2019!!

@ Luna Isle

 

Strings art installation

by Cica Ghost

 

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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.

 

Depeche Mode - Freelove

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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For Macro Mondays theme: "Redux 2017--My Favorite Theme of the Year"

Album: Musica - Music

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

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Credits here : marlyssplashofmagic.wordpress.com/2019/11/29/heart-string...

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/

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

HBW

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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.

IMG_6589

 

May 15, 2024

Photo by: A. Shamandour

Location: New York State, USA

 

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6 fresh strings mounted on a Yamaha NTX 700

Song by Blink-182

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

  

www.youtube.com/watch?v=DcwPhs6mbmI

  

People standing on the Rainbow bridge, Marine Drive Ernakulam Kerala India.

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