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There’s something undeniably enchanting about stepping away from the predictable red roses and heart-shaped clichés of Valentine’s Day and embracing an elegant, ethereal white-themed celebration instead.
A secluded dock stretching over a tranquil pond, draped in cascading white wisteria gently swaying in an afternoon breeze. At its centre, the beautiful rustic natural wood dining table from CHEZ MOI, Gracie Dining Table, adorned with a simple vase of freshly picked wisteria blossoms, setting the scene for an intimate dinner.
Perfect for after dinner or dessert, the inviting Jessa bed set from BAZAR rests beneath a stunning lit white tent—a dreamy retreat where pages turn as effortlessly as the evening breeze.
Whether sharing favorite passages, getting lost in a beloved novel, or simply enjoying the quiet companionship of books and each other, this serene escape makes for a Valentine’s Day far more poetic than any bouquet of roses could ever offer.
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Don't mind me, but I feel like I am in a fairy tale when the world looks like this... like the Bridge to Terabethia... into a magical world.
I love fairy tales because of their haunting beauty and
magical strangeness. They are set in worlds where anything
can happen. Frogs can be kings, a thicket of brambles can
hide a castle where a royal court has lain asleep for a
hundred years, a boy can outwit a giant, and a girl can
break a curse with nothing but her courage and steadfastness.
- Kate Forsyth
Tom Clancy's Ghost Recon Wildlands
-4000x5333 (Windowed Borderless Gaming hotsampling)
-In-game Photomode
Inspired by Simon Stålenhag
It has been difficult to get decent veggies at a decent price. The prices are starting to come down.
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I have seen this done many times and always been fascinated with the look and the process. My issue is, I don't really do macro work, so when I get to a scene, I am looking at the vistas, not the roots and soil. So I am trying to train myself to keep an eye out for these things.
On a recent trip to the Great Smoky Mountain National Park, while walking a trail in the twilight, looking for lightning bugs, I spotted these two. Not the best mushroom specimens, but they meet the basic needs for these kinds of images. They had to be reaching up above the rest of the foliage, it had to be near dark, but not quite, and ideally they needed a fairly uncomplicated background. Now I admit, this is a simple first attempt. Others do this sooooo much better, but you have to start somewhere. I do plan to keep trying, they offer such a cool look!
Let me know what you think.
Photo of Neuschwanstein Castle as taken from Mary's Bridge. This is one of the most popular tourist destinations in Southern Baveria. The castle was build by Kind Ludwig II and inspired Walt Disney. We had a great time in Germany, but it feels good to be home.
Take a trip under the sea with Dirty Princess's newest release Under The Sea Princess Bikini. As many of you know Dirty Princess has a reputation of making some of the most amazing Disney Princess inspired outfits and clothing in SL and this one is no different. Ariel and her sisters come to life with this adorable skirted bikini and shell bra top. Made for the maitreya, freya, and v-tech Under The Sea Princess Bikini is sure to be a hit with all of the sexy ladies. So stop in at the Mermaid Cove and check out Dirty Princess's Under The Sea Bikini for yourself and find your inner Ariel.
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The same location and a different day. The frost came and made a fog on the water. The trees, the ducks and the lights completed the atmosphere of the tale, a winter tale....
Thank you for all your comments and favs, my friends.
OK, so I went over to visit my friend Wanda last week and told her their house looks like a fairy tale house. They also had 3 hummer feeders going - you can see one in the right corner. Their big back deck is full of potted flowers and fun yard sculptures. They live 10 minutes away and have had a black bear in their garage while we had one wandering our street recently. The difference is that they managed to get a shot of it while I did not! Anyway, she said I was welcome to post a photo just for fun. Have a good Sunday night ...
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“I believe that fairy tales, old and new, can help educate the mind. The fairy tale is the place of all hypotheses: it can give us keys to enter reality by new paths, it can help the child to know the world. "- Gianni Rodari
Maybe I had already put this video and probably used this quote, but a long time ago.
Thanks to all for the Christmas wishes, good continuation of the Holidays to you all, dear friends
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Photographed within the parkland at Studley Royal last week. Alas this Red Legged Partridge was lame as can be seen by the leg sticking out to the far right of this view. I can't imagine how this bird could have be saved.
Some of my fondest childhood memories are of getting the Christmas tree. We almost always went into the mountains to cut one down. One year all six of us piled into the front of our 66 Chevy truck for the trip. Another year my dad let us pick the tallest tree we could find. A tree trimmer by trade, he climbed up a hundred feet or so and cut the top off the tree. Some years we hiked for what seemed like a mile through the woods to try to find the perfect tree. I don't think the trees we found were any better than the ones right next to our truck, but this was more about the adventure than the tree. I'm not sure if we ever got a tree that actually fit in our house. Most years we'd have to lop off another three feet or so to get it to work. Of course we could have measured it in the mountains, but getting a tree that was too big became part of the yearly ritual.
This year I decided it was high time that we introduced an element of the ridiculous into our trip to get the Christmas tree. We didn't make it to the mountains, but we did manage to strap a hefty tree on top of our cargo bike, which we managed to walk home without crashing (barely). The kids were very proud of their effort.
I took this picture with my phone before we started our journey home. It was almost dark so the image was pretty noisy. I tried to use this to my advantage when processing it. With the old building in the background and no cars in sight, I thought the picture looked like it might have been taken years ago. I hope that years from now our children will come across this picture and remember our Christmas tree adventure.
Feel free to share your own traditions in the comments section. It's fun to hear about other people's traditions, particularly when they involve a bit of silliness.
Robin - Erithacus rubecula
Our ever reliable Little Robin...
The European robin (Erithacus rubecula), known simply as the robin or robin redbreast in the British Isles, is a small insectivorous passerine bird, specifically a chat, that was formerly classified as a member of the thrush family (Turdidae) but is now considered to be an Old World flycatcher.
The robin occurs in Eurasia east to Western Siberia, south to Algeria and on the Atlantic islands as far west as the Azores and Madeira. It is a vagrant in Iceland. In the south-east, it reaches the Caucasus range. Irish and British robins are largely resident but a small minority, usually female, migrate to southern Europe during winter, a few as far as Spain. Scandinavian and Russian robins migrate to Britain and western Europe to escape the harsher winters. These migrants can be recognised by the greyer tone of the upper parts of their bodies and duller orange breast. The European robin prefers spruce woods in northern Europe, contrasting with its preference for parks and gardens in Ireland and Britain.
Attempts to introduce the European robin into Australia and New Zealand in the latter part of the 19th century were unsuccessful. Birds were released around Melbourne, Auckland, Christchurch, Wellington and Dunedin by various local acclimatisation societies, with none becoming established. There was a similar outcome in North America as birds failed to establish after being released in Long Island, New York in 1852, Oregon in 1889–1892, and the Saanich Peninsula in British Columbia in 1908–1910.
The robin is diurnal, although has been reported to be active hunting insects on moonlit nights or near artificial light at night. Well known to British and Irish gardeners, it is relatively unafraid of people and drawn to human activities involving the digging of soil, in order to look out for earthworms and other food freshly turned up. Indeed, the robin is considered to be a gardener's friend and for various folklore reasons the robin would never be harmed. In continental Europe on the other hand, robins were hunted and killed as with most other small birds, and are more wary.
Robins also approach large wild animals, such as wild boar and other animals which disturb the ground, to look for any food that might be brought to the surface. In autumn and winter, robins will supplement their usual diet of terrestrial invertebrates, such as spiders, worms and insects, with berries and fruit. They will also eat seed mixtures placed on bird-tables.
The robin features prominently in British folklore, and that of northwestern France, but much less so in other parts of Europe. It was held to be a storm-cloud bird and sacred to Thor, the god of thunder, in Norse mythology. Robins feature in the traditional children's tale, Babes in the Wood; the birds cover the dead bodies of the children.
More recently, the robin has become strongly associated with Christmas, taking a starring role on many Christmas cards since the mid 19th century. The robin has appeared on many Christmas postage stamps. An old British folk tale seeks to explain the robin's distinctive breast. Legend has it that when Jesus was dying on the cross, the robin, then simply brown in colour, flew to his side and sang into his ear in order to comfort him in his pain. The blood from his wounds stained the robin's breast, and thereafter all robins got the mark of Christ's blood upon them.
An alternative legend has it that its breast was scorched fetching water for souls in Purgatory.
The association with Christmas more probably arises from the fact that postmen in Victorian Britain wore red jackets and were nicknamed "Robins"; the robin featured on the Christmas card is an emblem of the postman delivering the card.
In the 1960s, in a vote publicised by The Times, the robin was adopted as the unofficial national bird of the UK.
In 2015, the robin was again voted Britain's national bird in a poll organised by birdwatcher David Lindo, taking 34% of the final vote.
impressions @ disaster area
Every war is the senseless destruction of lives
in the interests of the arms industry and a few deranged fanatics!
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- This house once collapsed early in the morning.
- For no apparent reason.
- All the occupants were unharmed.
Capriccio, 2019 by Eva Jospin, Noordbrabants Museum, Den Bosch, exhibition "PaperTales"
see also my blog: pienw.blogspot.com/2021/07/paper-tales.html