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While you are letting your guard down
I will be letting myself go
While you keep running your ship aground
I will be setting myself alight
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When the wind is from the south, this rocky point usually holds baitfish and a few fishermen. The big yellow feet are used by snowies to spook prey from the bottom. Also a field mark.
There's an old saying amongst inshore fishermen in Newfoundland (and amongst the clergy as well): "When you can't see the lighthouse, steer for the church". And this Anglican church in Newtown, Bonavista Bay, is a great example of this. This iconic, glowing white church with it's tall steeple is visible for miles in this very flat landscape.
There is hope, when connected to the Holy Spirit, the power of God, and being available as a conduit for the power to flow to others.
When I first got into shooting Bokeh Panoramas, I instantly thought of this shot. Our trip before this last one, as some of you know, was spent staying at Port Orleans French Quarter. These musical gators were a highlight of that trip for sure. I knew that I wanted to head back there on this past trip to get some more shooting done.
Like I've said before, I didn't do near as much of this bokeh pano shooting as I would have liked. Yet all of them that I took turned out and were very intentional so it's hard for me to complain. Plus I have another reason to head back down, like I need one of those.
Like we did all of our stay here, we commented again that the poor drummer still doesn't have a drumstick. Wouldn't I know that minutes after this shot was taken I saw a cast member measuring out his new drumstick. lol. Please let me know what you all think as this is a developing skill for me and would love feedback to help improve it. Any comments or suggestions you share will be both welcomed and appreciated. Enjoy!
When Moby gets impatient, he'll yawn, which is what he's doing here. But it sure looks like he's being a lot more assertive.
when friday the cat and domo have a disagreement, it is best if someone steps in and separates them for a little while.
The stars are a ladder
Straight up to the sky,
For naked limbs climbing
That once could fly.
The silver-lined clouds
meet cold fingertips,
As she hauls herself up
with their fluffy white grips.
The sky is not quite
So far as it seems,
When eyes are closed
And Icarus dreams.
© Copyright Nandakumar Gowraraju.
Sun cries when it misses Earth,
and that's when it rains...
My dear Earth, this Sun misses you ...
and it's all day raining in my world.
When I die I want to go peacefully like my grandfather did, in his sleep --- not screaming, like the passengers in his car....lol
When we were walking and got to this picnic table, Benni hopped up and assumed a modeling position, over the shoulder, looking off into the distance. It made me laugh because I hadn't planned on having her on the table for a photo op.
(She got a little piece of cheese as payment.)
The footpath leading north from Potters Bar station gave some super views of the action on the East Coast Main Line. The Great Northern Electric suburban service had been operational for some 18 months when I took this view of a pair of Class 313 EMUs in their original condition. The type accumulated over 40 years of service in the Welwyn and Hertford North lines, only lately going for scrap.
May 1978
Zorki 4 camera
Agfa CT18 film.
when they come for you?
C.S.I. ATLANTA:
My heros! Detective Little Inez and her partner, Officer AJ, solved the case of The BillyLlama's and my "Identity Theft."
After writing a check for a recent purchase at a major franchise, our check and driver's license information was used to totally wipe out our checking and savings accounts over the course of just a few days. Our gigantic banking institution failed to alert us when checks with the same numbers were being used more than once. The BillyLlama discovered it while viewing his on-line banking. The litany of huge corporate chains that failed to recognize the bogus checks and phony driver's license is unbelievable.
Stay tuned to see what happens to the perps and the names of the corporations involved...
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To get your own Officer AJ... Call 911 and keep your fingers crossed. ;~)
When we first meet, I made a promise to her to be back.
Sometimes it cannot be broken.
Here I am, to fulfill the promise to my Little Guilin.
a 5-minute++ bulb exposure @F9, ISO200, 19mm.
I'm back Singapura & missed you so much.
Location: Little Guilin, Singapore
hits your eyes, thaaaats amoooore!
just make sure you listen to this... Enjoy !
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Go in drains. Bunker drain in Warrington discharging a load. 10 minutes from no flow to torrential.
Read the blog entry for this photo
When you know….
From where the prose are coming from,
You may slightly feel the core of the mood
A little more so with some tender thoughts,
You can see the face without its present due
Feeling the sense coming up to its cause.
Sand Grain
When you live in the woods, appreciating the sun setting at the horizon is simply not possible. Instead, we appreciate the sun as it sets on the trees in all seasons. The distinctive contrast between branches in sun vs. shade becomes so obvious as the sun falls low in the sky. You learn to appreciate it but long to see the horizon in the distance. Something about the grass is always greener I guess.
After my pictures of the sunset, it's daybreak I delight to photograph when there are no clouds to hide the sun.
When you feel you fail sometimes it hurts
For a meaning in life is why you search
Take the bus or the train, drive to school or the church
It's like that, and that's the way it is
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napoleon's work is update today , reaset a new line of visions
The Avenue des Champs-Élysées (French pronunciation: [av(ə).ny de ʃɑ̃.ze.li.ze] ( listen)) is a street in Paris, France. With its cinemas, cafés, luxury specialty shops and clipped horse-chestnut trees, the Champs-Élysées is arguably one of the world's most famous streets, and is one of the most expensive strips of real estate in the world. Several French monuments are also on the street, including the Arc de Triomphe and the Place de la Concorde. The name is French for Elysian Fields, the place of the blessed dead in Greek mythology. According to a much used description, the Champs-Élysées is la plus belle avenue du monde ("the most beautiful avenue in the world").
The Champs-Élysées was originally fields and market gardens, until 1616, when Marie de' Medici decided to extend the axis of the Tuileries Garden with an avenue of trees. The avenue was transformed by the landscape architect André Le Nôtre in 1667 according to the wishes of Louis XIV. It was commissioned in 1670 and was then called "Grand Cours" (the Great Course) and wouldn’t take the name of Champs-Élysées until 1709. As late as 1716, Guillaume Delisle's map of Paris shows that a short stretch of roads and fields and market garden plots still separated the grand axe of the Tuileries gardens from the planted "Avenue des Thuilleries," which was punctuated by a circular basin where the Rond-point des Champs-Élysées stands today; already it was planted with some avenues of trees to the Seine river through woods and fields. In 1724, the Tuileries Garden axis and the avenue were connected and extended, leading beyond the Place de l'Étoile; the "Elysian Fields" were open parkland flanking it, soon filled in with bosquets of trees formally planted in straight rank and file. To the east, the unloved and neglected "Vieux Louvre" (as it is called on the maps), still hemmed in by buildings, was not part of the axis. In a map of 1724, the Grande Avenue des Champs-Elisée stretches west from a newly cleared Place du Pont Tournant soon to be renamed for Louis XV and now the Place de la Concorde.
By the late 18th century, the Champs-Élysées had become a fashionable avenue; the bosquet plantings on either side had thickened enough to be given formal rectangular glades (cabinets de verdure). The gardens of houses built along the Faubourg Saint-Honoré backed onto the formal bosquets. The grandest of them was the Élysée Palace. A semicircle of house-fronts now defined the north side of the Rond-Point. The avenue from the Rond-Point to the Étoile was built up during the Empire. The Champs-Élysées itself became city property in 1828, and footpaths, fountains, and gas lighting were added. Over the years, the avenue has undergone numerous transitions, most recently in 1994, when the sidewalks were widened.
The Champs-Élysées, because of its size and proximity to several Parisian landmarks such as the Arc de Triomphe, has been the site of several notable military parades, the most infamous being the march of German troops celebrating the Fall of France on 14 June 1940, and the two most famous, the subsequent marches of Free French and American forces after the liberation of the city, respectively, the French 2nd Armored Division on 26 August 1944, and the U.S. 28th Infantry Division on 29 August 1944.
Premier offices and retail
In 1860, the merchants along the Avenue joined together to form the Syndicat d'Initiative et de Défense des Champs-Élysées, changed to an association in 1916 to promote commercially the Avenue. In 1980, the group changed its name to the Comité des Champs-Élysées and to "Comité Champs-Élysées" in 2008. It is the oldest standing committee in Paris. The committee has always dedicated itself to seeking public projects to enhance the Avenue's unique atmosphere, and to lobby the authorities for extended business hours and to organizing special events. Today, the committee, in coordination with other professional organisations, may review with the Parisian administration the addition to the Avenue of new businesses whose floor area would exceed 1000 square meters.
Because of the high rents, few people live on the Champs-Élysées; the upper stories tend to be occupied by offices. Rents are particularly high on the north side of the Avenue, because of better exposure to sunlight. The baroque-influenced regular architecture of the grandiose Champs-Élysées is typical of the Haussmann boulevard architecture of the Second Empire and Third Republic. The Avenue is located right next to the Palais de l'Élysée, the presidential palace, with its rounded gate, and the Grand Palais, erected in the late 19th century. While walking among the gardens and tree-lined promenades one can even encounter an open-air marionette theatre for children, a French tradition popular through the ages.
The Avenue is also one of the most famous streets in the world for upscale shopping. Adidas, Benetton, the Disney Store, Nike, Zara, H&M, Cartier, Bel Air Fashion, Toyota, continental Europe's largest Gap, and Sephora occupy major spaces. Traditionally home to popular brands, as well as luxury brands Louis Vuitton, Hugo Boss, Lancel, Guerlain, Lacoste, Hôtel de la Païva, Élysée Palace and Fouquet's, the Avenue des Champs-Élysées confirms its world-class appeal as a prime real estate location: it has lately seen the opening of new big upscale shops such as the biggest Adidas store in the world.
The arrival of global chain stores in recent years has strikingly changed its character, and in a first effort to stem these changes, the City of Paris (which has called this trend "banalisation") initially decided in 2007 to prohibit the Swedish clothing chain H&M from opening a store on the Avenue;[4] however, a large H&M store opened two years later at 88 Champs-Élysées. In 2008, American clothing chain Abercrombie & Fitch was given permission to open a store. In 2018 it’s amazing to see suburbs in war with established communities!!! More traffic to go back home on Black Friday...
*I wrote a lot: but the first comment below has more photos from the shoot if you want to skip my gushing.*
This might just be the perfect couple: Mike and Netty.
Mike and I met 18 years ago, we have now been in each other's lives longer than not. His mom worked with my dad and we were introduced at a company picnic right before 7th grade started. Mike was a *dork* with glasses, braces, a bowl hair cut...I wasn't too cute, either. But I was cool. The first day of 7th grade when he stumbled into me I told him, "Get out of my way, nerd!" By the end of 7th grade we were excellent friends. By high school, we were practically inseparable. I spent more of my high school life in Mike's basement than anywhere else, his mom would make home made pizza for all of us, I grew so close to Mike's family that I called his parents Mumsy and Daddy, and they called me Babs; Mike was an only child and they loved our group of girl-friends and having us over. Mike and I even briefly dated during the period we refer to as "the ugly pupa stage" when neither of us were particularly attractive. We didn't click quite well enough to pull off the long term high school relationship, but we never strayed far from each other's company. We even agreed that if by our mid 20s nothing serious was going on for either of us that we would throw in the towel and marry each other, at least we'd always have fun. We even agreed to get a dog and name it "Rod" so that we could giggle every time one of us yelled, "Come, Rod!" We were dorks, did I mention that?
Luckily for Mike, the amazing Annette came into his life. While in college he was working at a grocery store and helped out a high school senior with something. Wound up dating her. Netty was the best friend. Mike took the girl to prom, Mike's best friend Steve took Netty. Mike and Girl A did not work out, but Netty...there was something about Netty.
One night they were watching a movie at his place and she said, "I wish it was me who had gone to the grocery store that night," and Mike looked at her and knew right then she was it for him and declared, "And I see no reason why I don't love you." They kissed...and are literally living happily ever after.
They own a house, just bought it last summer, in Troy, NH. They have good jobs. They have a gross old lovable cat named Keith. And on a vacation to Puerto Rico in February, Mike realized he couldn't stand not being married to her and proposed. They were married last weekend at their home in NH, with close family and friends. They walked down the aisle together to the song Rumble by Link Wray. Netty danced to The Humpty Dance at the reception.
And then they flew into Seattle, rented a car, and started their honeymoon: a drive down the left coast, from Seattle to San Francisco. Of course, they stopped in Portland to see me.
We fit more into 36 hours than should have been humanly possible: we ate at Henry's and had Young's Double Chocolate Stout on tap, bbq beef sliders, fresh hot bbq potato chips, beer and cheese soup. We did a brief driving tour of the Portland skyline from 405. We had breakfast at Pine State, then ventured into the Gorge for what I dubbed "The Gorge Light" tour. A stop at the Vista House, then to Latourelle (the first big waterfall they'd ever seen), a stop at Shepperd's Dell to pick wild blackberries, Multnomah, and then I hiked them up to Ponytail so they could go behind a waterfall. Netty promptly threw off her shirt and scrambled down to the pool to feel the spray and falls. Every turn their mouths hung slack, Mike kept looking up at waterfalls and stepping backwards he was so blown away. They noticed how green our woods are, and were stunned we were only 30 miles outside of Portland. They also enjoyed the lack of mosquitoes and ticks.
I dragged the reluctant duo back into the city, where we picked up a "youCANhascheeseburger" sandwich at the Brunchbox at 5th and Stark: an amazing cheeseburger between 2 grilled cheese sandwiches, for $5. We ate in Pioneer Courthouse Square and people watched. We took Mike to Apple Music, where he was enthralled by the collection (including a classic Gretsch that he has in his own collection), and he nerded out for almost 2 hours in the place. I remember when Mike started to play guitar! We ate maple bacon bars and tang doughnuts at Voodoo, and then saw the one-armed guitarist.
But the highlight of the day was Patrick and I taking them back to the hotel where they threw on what they'd worn on their wedding day, and we took them to the Rose Garden and Pittock Mansion for their official wedding portraits. Over two hours later, we were all pooped, but happy, and concluded the whirlwind visit with a lovely meal at Bridgeport. As an aside, Patrick was also fascinated when comparing all our tattoos, they were all done by the same artist. Seeing three people and countless pieces all in one place by the same hand was pretty interesting to all of us, actually. Dorks always, I suppose.
I was heartbroken to say goodbye to them, I had cried when I found out I couldn't go to NH to actually be at the wedding, but this was such a lovely concession. Next summer they are returning to Oregon for a full week, we might camp at Crater Lake for a couple of nights, they will stay with us in our place with our crazy Pugs, we'll have more amazing food and beer, and I'm going to take them back into the Gorge for more amazing sights. I am already counting the days till we see them again.
Mike and Netty are that couple that you just want to hate...they're just that perfect together. If they don't spend the rest of their lives together...well let's just say I can't see anything else happening. This is it for them, one of the few couples I've shot who I just think have that *something* you need to work. After 18 years of knowing Mike, I cannot see him with anyone other than Netty, and that's saying something. They can't see it any other way, either.
When he signed up the deacon’s slutty daughter for the car wash, Rev Koch knew the annexation fund was in the bag.