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Model: Pelé
this pic is taken by mobile, so not so good but I love the subject... my sweet boy with his puppet!
Tono came to Europe to contact resellers of his hats. He posted a message in the Queer Couchsurfers group and decided to put Holland on his visit list and stay with me for a few days. Tono is a very relaxed guy, who knows how to enjoy and take the most out of life. We became friends while we were having lots of fun partying, walking with the dog, sightseeing, making dinner and we shared some serious talks too. I took him out to a multicultural gay party in Basta, where he met several other latin guys. They danced so cool and hot! Two guys wanted to join us in the taxi back home, we found out that one of them is living just around the corner of my house. It was already 3 am but the guy invited us for a drink at his place. After drinking a beer the latin guys started taking off their and our pants.... I realized they wanted to make a naughty home party. Although the guys were really good-looking and hot I was not in the mood for this kind of fun, as I had to get up at 7 am to be in time at my work. So I went home to sleep. Tono stayed as he was enjoying himself very well. A few weeks later Tono came back to The Hague again, to visit me before flying back to Ecuador.
"When you start to see the light that you really are, the light waking up in you, the radiance, you realize it has no intention to change you. It has no intention to harmonize. It has no agenda. It just happens." - Adyashanti
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6am on a Saturday morning, just finished my shift. the city is awakening slowly, for me it's time to go to sleep.
"...Home again
Home again
One day I know
I'll feel strong again..."
heard home again by Michael Kiwanuka on my way home, gave me the inspiration for that photo.
have a great weekend :)
21 Jan. 2012
*edit: this photo has been featured in the Gadling blog! check it out, it's a really cool blog :)
Fred's Swedish girlfriend during their first vacation together in Sweden. Probably he was working in Jönköping at the time and they travelled from "Lindköping" (I guess he either means Lidköping or Linköping) to Motala and the Varamobaden. The photo album documenting Fred, a German chef, working in Sweden was bought on German ebay.
It's not everyday that I get to see the warm morning sunshine. I'm usually up before the sun, stuck in an office building, with the sun setting as I make my way home. With all photography, the light makes the photo great. For this one, I opted to ignore any recognizable subjects, and make the subject the light itself.
Reggie Ballesteros Photography:
..against the walls, against your rules, against your skin
my beard grew down to the floor and out through the doors..
on the twelfth of september sixteen years ago, in the cold steel kitchen of a remote irish youth hostel, the man who'd become my husband asked if he could borrow my swiss army knife to open his can of beans.
we tend to celebrate the meeting more than we do the wedding (which happened four years later). sometimes we go out to dinner. sometimes we look at old photos. sometimes we make hostel slop.
and sometimes, life happens.
about a week ago, as soon as he found out he had tomorrow and friday off (he's a high school chemistry teacher), he decided to ride up to burlington, vermont to fill up some growlers at the magic hat brewery. he's been talking about it all week, how he'd leave right after classes on wednesday.
as in, today.
yesterday morning, i got a call on the train. "i'm cancelling my ride. i want to take you out to dinner tomorrow." "why???" then i paused. "oh." we laughed, and he said, "so you forgot, too?" i told him we'd talk about it that night, but he should still go; we could celebrate when he got back. "we'll see," he said.
when i got home from work last night, his helmet, gloves and gear were waiting on the dining table like cookies put out for santa. he stood there, not knowing what to do with hands, grinning like a grade-schooler. i laughed and said, "go." "thank you!" he said, and threw his arms around me.
yay on us.
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At Blackwater Pond the tossed waters have settled
after a night of rain.
I dip my cupped hands. I drink
a long time. It tastes
like stone, leaves, fire. It falls cold
into my body, waking the bones. I hear them
deep inside me, whispering
oh what is that beautiful thing
that just happened?
— Mary Oliver
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I asked her if she want to sleep with common people like me,
but she didn't understand, she just smile… :-)
… I need your love, I need your touch…
With spring just around the corner, and the garden starting to wake up, our azaleas are also beginning to show signs of life.
This white azalea is way ahead of the others, like it wants to show the others how it's done.
Pincho à peine réveillé après une nuit sur le voilier, PortonaÃto, Isla de Barú, Colombie, janvier 2012. | Pincho just walking up form sleeping on the sailboat, PortonaÃto, Isla de Barú, Colombia, January 2012. | Pincho despertandose después de una noche en el velero, PortonaÃto, Isla de Barú, Colombia, enero 2012.
...in life, each person can take one of two attitudes: to build or to plant. The builders might take years over their tasks, but one day, they finish what they're doing. Then they find they are hemmed in by their own walls. Life loses its meaning when the building stops.
Then there are those who plant. They endure storms and all the many vicissitudes of the seasons, and they rarely rest. But, unlike building, a garden never stops growing. And while it requires a gardener's constant attention, it also allows life for the gardener to be a great adventure.
Gardeners always recognize one another, because they know that in the history of each plant lies the growth of the whole World.
~Paulo Coelho (Brida)
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Over my recent 3-day weekend, my friend Jess Yarnell invited me to visit on a sandhill crane family whom had recently had a newborn colt. What do you think I said? Heck yeah!
We arrived bright and early at the nest and the air was quite cool that morning, so we had great hopes of finding this young one in the wings of one of its parents. Sure enough ... we could see one parent standing and another laying down on the mound at the nest. It kept checking on something under its wing, which of course we knew was the little one. As we anxiously awaited the little one to present itself, I could feel the excitement building. Finally, that moment arrived and up popped its fuzzy little head, as it peered around to orient itself again to its surroundings. Click, click, click went the cameras. In the excitement of the moment, I inadvertently clipped a tiny bit of the mom's beak -darn it. The moment didn't last long, as the parent quickly stood up and the colt tumbled out of its wings, through its legs, and onto the ground! It was quite comical!
When I looked at this image, I thought, wow, that's the ultimate and original featherbed! Thanks so much to Jess for inviting me to share in this special moment and wonderful morning that we spent with that lovely family.
Hope that everyone has a wonderful Monday! Thanks for stopping by to view and especially for all of your thoughts and comments!
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Wet shaving in the mirror
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