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inspiring music: 10cm - Not That
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Tears water the place I first remember You
In a dream of Paradise and flowers
Green flows into me from every direction
Every breath inward feels more and more
Exquisite Joy flourishing
Where once sorrow scorched the earth
A new Garden grows
You wait patiently on the horizon
While my heart dances in all directions
I wave to You
Crying sweet tears of Ecstasy
I am nothing without this place
Which nourishes my very Soul
It sings:
That Thou Art
That Thou Art
That Thou Art
© Ganga Fondan, 2011
The channel country, out by the Big Red sand dune, changes dramatically when rain arrives, or when run-off from distant storms makes its way to Kati Thanda - Lake Eyre in the centre of the continent. Wildflowers proliferate and the growth of grasses show why the region supports some of the best beef cattle in the country.
When the days are cold
And the cards all fold
And the saints we see
Are all made of gold
When your dreams all fail
And the ones we hail
Are the worst of all
And the blood’s run stale
But with the beast inside
There’s nowhere we can hide
No matter what we breed
We still are made of greed
This is my kingdom come
When you feel my heat
Look into my eyes
It’s where my demons hide
Don’t get too close
It’s dark inside
It’s where my demons hide
that if you take an old negative, like this one from the 50's,...maybe late 40's, and take it into PS, then go to Image-Adjustment-Invert...it pops from a negative into a photo you can see? I didn't know who this was until PS popped it into a photo. It's my Uncle Jerry on the right side. He was married to my mom's sister Lee. Look at the quality of this photo. This must have been Kodachrome as this photo has to be at least 70 years old. I wish I knew where and when it was taken.
Day Thirteen:
Those smouldering eyes, those ruby lips, that strong embrace that will take you to heaven. Although the chances of returning from there are perhaps not looking too promising. We all have to eat. And you do look delicious. Those flushed cheeks, the heaving bosom....the....sorry...I got to bosom and started to feel a little overcome.
Ah but my dear we shall live on forever. Children of the night. What music we shall make. Yes I said forever. What's that look for? You do understand the undead immortality that comes with this relationship? Well yes it would be with me. That's kind of the thing that comes with the nocturnal nibbles. No I'm not just after your body. Well not all of it. Just your red gooey centre. Yes I mean blood. You're quite the vintage. Not I don't mean you're old I mean you're...um...mature...no no I didn't say that you're...erm.
Bollocks.
I'm starting to see an issue with this whole vampiric brides thing. Yes there is the innate sexiness of being a creature of the night but that seems to dissipate when I open my mouth and let words come out. And so there I am. Left to a lonesome existence as I slowly meander through time.
Still....at least I'm sexy.
This photograph was taken on a beautiful March evening, when the weather was perfect for a drink outside. This was a pub in El Dorado Hills, CA, where two people were enjoying the evening over 2 glasses of whiskey close to the fire, next to a small lake. I hope I could capture the warmth of the evening in this glass of drink.
Just noticed that I am lost... It was christmas and I had nothing else to do than spending some minutes with a very nice small scale concrete mixer.... (during a christmas walk with the familiy... thanks god they are used to this...).
Will try to spend a bit more time with you guys during the next days...
Hi Flickr!
It has been too long. Well, that is clearly an understatement! I'm currently attempting to daily upload onto Flickr from now on. In the past when I DID upload daily it gave me such positive vibes that I seem to be missing from my life. All of the love, creative juices flowing, and inspiration from other artists really changed me for the better. I need more of that in my life! As for a little update, I am still very much incorporating photography into my daily life (Lifestyle Photography), but I am missing the deep, personal story telling connection I used to have with my photos. Needless to say I'm not complaining of the countless cute babies, beautiful weddings, and wonderful families I get to photograph. So, I suppose you can say this is my release.
Can't wait to share with you guys, I've really missed this!
Chantel Baggley
PS - If you are interested in my other work, feel free to take a look on Facebook and/or Instagram!
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When we are children, we dream, we create and we wonder what we will be when we grow up. When we are adults, we sometimes loose sight of our dreams and aspirations that we once had when we were small. Our dreams slip away from us and it’s heartbreaking. I got inspired to do this project when I was in the middle of applying for some colleges recently. I felt like I was growing up too fast and I missed having time just to think and create. This project was created so we can remember our lost wishes and dreams we once had.
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When Etna is in eruption, the most beautiful moments are either at dawn or at dusk, when it's not only yellow, red and black, but there are more colors, and you actually do see the landscape. This is a view of Etna's New Southeast Crater producing Strombolian explosions (expulsion of incandescent rock fragments called bombs and scoriae) along with small, black puffs of volcanic ash. To the left is the silent old cone of the Southeast Crater, which had its own long spate of beautiful eruptions between 1978 and 2007, before it retired from its work and let the stage to its young sibling, the New Southeast Crater. Taken after sunset on 8 February 2014 from the road leading from the town of Nicolosi on Etna's south flank toward the tourist facilities of the Rifugio Sapienza.
Back in early 1977. I was a junior in high school.
Highlands (Hinsdale), Illinois. Canon Ftb-N on Kodachrome.
Oh when are we going to swim again?
Last couple of weeks it has been raining and we are busy with guests, working in the vineyard and maintaining a holiday house from other Dutchies, so there has been no time for swimming and playing at the river. We'll try asap, Pr1mo, we'll try.
He should be old enough and wise enough to know that patience is a virtue.
Mondays are generally bad. This Monday is even worse than the others. Sandwiched between the internal conflicts of dumb clients, I have run out of patience and steam to find any motivation to work with an enthusiastic mind.
My first bite today came at 8:30pm.
When Navarre awoke he was in a dark room with many other wounded fellows. “He is coming round,” remarked someone. “Poor fellow, all of us are gonna have to fight for the Queen against our own countrymen,” said one “but at least we get decent food.” So Navarre stayed there till he had recovered enough to walk about the he was allowed on parole.
One day someone came in the morning and took him away. He was taken to one of the queen’s officers. “So,” grunted the man “Now I’m your officer!” “Areneas! What are you doing here!” questioned Navarre. “Um, nothing, except I could tell you that the queen took the castle and when we arrived there they caught some of us the rest fleeing to Aldermore tower.” “Well, anyway, what would you say to taking the first opportunity that offers to escape?” “Sure!” Areaneas replied in a low tone. However, despite the fact that they had total freedom both day and night, it was not going to be easy since the walls were strongly guarded by the queen’s most loyal soldiers. So they tried to gain the good will of some of these men by bribes and so forth but they were having very little success when something happened which changed their plans. One day Navarre and Areneas were wandering around the wall when after going down some steps they came to a door. “I didn’t know of this place!” remarked Areneas. “From its position on the wall I should say it was that house that juts out of the wall which we observed on looking down from the wall.” stated Navarre. They tried the door. It was locked so they knocked on it. “Seems unused at present,” said Areneas, “so it would be perfect to escape from! By the way I haven’t mentioned to you that one of the men captured with me can pick any lock.” “And that man we confided our plans to has some rope he has stashed up!” exclaimed William.
So after some planning they chose a dark night for the attempt. After picking the lock the three entered the building the other one was killing the guard directly above them for security. They peered down from the window into the darkness. “We should be able to jump onto the other side of the moat.” Said one of the trio. So letting the rope down they descended followed by the man who had dispatched the guard. Travelling quickly they soon reached the beach and launching a boat proceeding under Navarre’s guidance towards Garhiem, William’s aim being to rid himself of Guarmal and disguising himself as such, to take control of his troops so as to recapture his fortress from the queen.
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There is nothing better than a cup of hot chocolate in front of the Christmas tree when it is snowing and blowing outside.
Thanks to brusheasy.com for the free smoke brush.
Calabazas Creek
Adjacent to Wilcox High School
Santa Clara, California
February 20, 2017
Most of the year - even when we get "normal" amounts of rain - this concrete-lined creek contains just a few inches of water.
Just when I was beginning to give up hope as to the new front end Pickup counter being completed before I had to head off to college for the fall semester, lo and behold, I entered the store on August 2nd to see this :) This photo is just a preview of what’s to come (mainly focused on another of those new wayfinder signs here, as a matter of fact)… you’ll just have to stay tuned for the close-up photos of the finished product! Those will go up two weeks from now, in our final update set of this (kinda long-running!) summer 2018 Hernando Walmart Pickup-counter-relocation-slash-Grocery-Pickup-implementation-and-store-expansion project saga…
(c) 2018 Retail Retell
These places are public so these photos are too, but just as I tell where they came from, I'd appreciate if you'd say who :)