Tales of Thievery
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...il "favoloso" lago Limides - Dolomiti.
p.s. scusatemi ... questa sera non potrò ringraziarvi; lo farò domani
Take a walk... breathe the cold air...
Listen to your steps... Hear the crunching leaves and snapping branches... and listen to the wind...
Take a break and lean your back against a tree... Close your eyes... listen to your breath...
There is something else...
Can you hear the tales whispered by the trees?...
All those secrets from the past... but also the gentle promise of a future...
Open your eyes and look up...
The branches reach out to the sun... and connect whispering softly:
"We are here... We have your back"...
Lower Lake Tama, Tongariro National Park New Zealand, Mt Ruapehu in the distance (a strato-volcano 2797m )
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We Love Roleplay opens today and while editing this picture of Una's amazing gowns I was reminded of the Handmaid's Tale. I am pretty much obsessed with the show and have to admit, I've even watched the series more than once. When Margaret Atwood revealed that everything in The Handmaid’s Tale has occurred in our history ......
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Ce couchant d’automne
On dirait
Le Pays des ombres.
Haïku
Matsuo Bashõ (1644-1695)
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Aube glacée
Chant de grillon
C’est mon enfant qui dort.
Haïku
Mukai Kyorai (1651-1704)
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The old town of Ljubljana, and especially the romantic surroundings of the Ljubljanica River, become an enchanting setting for the Christmas period, where many illuminations sculpt the cityscape. The magic recipe is to go early in the morning, before the massive arrival of tourists. Mist only adds to the charm of the place!
well, thanks to the folks who read my little tale, I get inspired every whipstitch, but I try and keep 'em short.
A funny thing happened on the way to Panther Creek Falls.... my GPS took me into Oregon and I accidentally came across Multnomah here, just about wrecked Gertrude, missed the left lane exit and had to come back to get it. Hordes of people there, all of which seemed to want the guy with the camera to take their pictures with their cell phones of them with the falls. After taking many I put them to work opening me a hole and allowing me to take two uninterrupted shots. I'll put the other in comments for those who haven't seen it.
Meet Sheldon, one of our bathroom’s most distinguished residents. He has spent years perched atop a pristine shelf, basking in the admiration of guests, and the occasional spray of air freshener. Life in our bathroom was orderly and predictable. I was feeling a bit sorry for him realising I spend a lot more time at the beach with his wild relatives than he does, so decided it was time for an excursion.
So one morning, the bathroom door opened not for its usual routine but for adventure. I plucked Sheldon gently from his shelf, wrapped him in a cloth, and whisked him away in my camera bag. Destination: the beach!
I think Sheldon was a bit stunned at first. The gentle hum of the extractor fan and the faint scent of lavender soap were replaced with the roar of the ocean and grains of sand blown about in the sea breeze. I placed him reverently on the damp shoreline and, Sheldon finally met his ancestral home. Waves lapped at his edges, and tiny crabs peeked out curiously (maybe I made that bit up). Sheldon, once a bathroom fixture, now basked in salty splendor, reconnecting with his beach origins. Some of the local roguish shells happened to wander by; Salty Sid, Clamorous Carl, Benny the Barnacle, Tidepool Terry, Saucy Shellie & Crabby Casanova. Their stories had him blushing!
I think the wild proved exhausting though. After a few hours of pondering and a brief but harrowing brush with a seagull (I may have made that bit up too), Sheldon was ready for home. Back on his shelf, he now carries a bit of sand in his crevices — a reminder of his brave journey and a reminder of his wildness origins.
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Santuario della Madonna del Sasso
Orselina CH
Elaborazione composta da 2 mie fotografie. Perchè immergersi nella fantasia è una favola magnifica!
Old and broken pillions become a thing of interest for my camera. As i lean over a bridge to compose a shot, the once useful pier is little more than sticks in the mud. Their combined direction contributes to the notion of time and looking back on a different era. However, the interplay of colors, textures, and shapes make and engrossing tale of change.