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A golfer at the very rundown Kings Creek Country Club did this to my husband's windshield last week. My husband was driving along on the highway minding his own business.. when a golfball smashed through his windshield. The country club claims they aren't liable and the golfer claims he's innocent. This damn country club is right next to a major highway with no barriers whatsoever. How the hell are they not liable? Also the golfer.. was one of only two people in the area that the ball came from. He was using yellow golfballs.. same color that smashed through the windshield.. and wearing the same red shirt my husband saw the asshole wearing from the distance.
That's okay. I went up there camera in hand and photographed the license plates of every vehicle on the lot in case I needed "proof" a certain someone was actually there that day. Then I went inside to ask for the sign in sheet of golfers on the field around that time. When the manager ignored me.. I glanced down at the front desk and saw it. Full names, email addresses and DL numbers. Nice. *Snap* Who needs xerox when you have a camera in hand?
It will be nice to sue a golf course. It's just the principal of the thing. Rich bastards trying to weasel out of paying for damages always annoy me. YOU ARE RICH YOU JACKASS.
Video of my Singing Rapunzel Doll singing 30 seconds of ''When Will My Life Begin?''
The doll and her outfit appear to be almost identical to the 2014 Classic Rapunzel doll. The differences that I have noticed so far are that she has the singing mechanism, her left arm doesn't have an elbow joint, and her dress is glitter free. As usual with Rapunzel dolls, her hair is straight and silky smooth and shiny right out of the box. The few stray hairs are easily combed out.
I got the new Rapunzel Singing doll in store on Monday, July 14. I was glad to get her before I received her through the mail on Wednesday.
Rapunzel Deluxe Talking Doll Set - 11''
US Disney Store
Released online 2014-07-07
Purchased in store 2014-07-14
$29.95
Item No. 6070040901050P
Brush with success
She can paint along with the artistic Rapunzel with this Deluxe Talking Doll Set. With a splash of cold water, she can ''magically'' complete the painting while Rapunzel, guitar in hand, sings along, bringing Tangled to life.
Magic in the details...
• Set includes: Rapunzel Talking Doll, Pascal figurine, easel with painting, paint palette, chest, guitar, and brush
• Twirl Rapunzel's hand to hear her sing ''When Will My Life Begin?''
• Magically complete Rapunzel's painting with cold water
• Chest opens up
• Detailed costume
• Scenic display packaging with window and self-stick fabric fastener
The bare necessities
• Ages 3+
• Requires 3 x AG13 button cell batteries, included
• Plastic
• Doll: 11'' H
• Imported
Safety
WARNING: CHOKING HAZARD - Small Parts. Not for children under 3 years.
For Marcia Calosio!
This is an iPad painting, made with iColorama. As a source, I used a photograph that I had taken when Grace gave birth to Hope, and Marcia arrived to bask in the herd.
Both Grace and Hope are still here, along with Joy D. Dogue and the Lovely Miss Beverly Tennessee, Warren Young The Man I love, and me.
I know everyone in AA went out and got photos of this sunset, so I'm trying to not upload the shots of just the sky... when half the state is shooting the same thing you are, it's hard to take a shot that's a little different.
The sunset reflecting off of the crew boys' house here was what got me when I ran outside and saw it.
I messed with the color profile on this one, but it still looks different in Safari vs. Firefox (the Safari version is loads more saturated. In this case I'm pretty sure that's the 'correct' version, and the Firefox one is undersaturated). I've no idea what the issue is anymore.
Domani ci rivediamo. Eh sì, sta diventanto una consuetudine! Ci divertiamo insieme e lei, devo dire, ci sta prendendo gusto ad avere una cugina che la fotografa. Presto, alcuni miei scatti che gli ho fatto in passato, li potrete vedere anche in un film per il cinema che sta girando in questo periodo. Ne vado fiera!!!
Se avete idee per qualche scatto da fare domani, ditele pure, saranno ben accette!
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If you have some ideas to realize some photos, you say. I will meet Martina tomorrow again.
Voronezh is a city and the administrative centre of Voronezh Oblast in southwestern Russia straddling the Voronezh River, located 12 kilometers (7.5 mi) from where it flows into the Don River. The city sits on the Southeastern Railway, which connects western Russia with the Urals and Siberia, the Caucasus and Ukraine, and the M4 highway (Moscow–Voronezh–Rostov-on-Don–Novorossiysk). In recent years the city has experienced rapid population growth, rising in 2021 to 1,057,681, up from 889,680 recorded in the 2010 Census, making it the 14th-most populous city in the country.
From 10 to 17 September 2011, Voronezh celebrated its 425th anniversary. The anniversary of the city was given the status of a federal scale celebration that helped attract large investments from the federal and regional budgets for development.
On December 17, 2012, Voronezh became the fifteenth city in Russia with a population of over one million people.
Today Voronezh is the economic, industrial, cultural, and scientific center of the Central Black Earth Region. As part of the annual tradition in the Russian city of Voronezh, every winter the main city square is thematically drawn around a classic literature. In 2020, the city was decorated using the motifs from Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky's The Nutcracker. In the year of 2021, the architects drew inspiration from Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale The Snow Queen as well as the animation classic The Snow Queen from the Soviet Union. The fairy tale replica city will feature the houses of Kai and Gerda, the palace of the snow queen, an ice rink, and illumination.
A little overnight snow fall created the perfect environment for 2nd and 3rd grade students at Studebaker Elementary School on Saturday morning. Thanks to Ken Deever and his Rooftop Foundation, the students were treated to breakfast before heading off to Walmart, where each was given a $75 gift card to purchase gifts for family members. When they returned to school the cafeteria resembled a North Pole workshop as students and volunteers got to work wrapping their holiday gifts. When their work was done Santa and Mrs. Claus (shhhh … it may have been Ken Deever and his wife Esta … but don’t tell anyone) stopped by and presented each student with a bag of gifts of their own.
When I woke up on a saturday i realised it was foggy outside. So I went to explore on foot with my camera and my smartphone. The fog was dense enough to partially cover the top of the cathedral. It was interesting to see that the cathedral "went missing" when standing from quite far away.
I not only took photos with my DSLR but also with my smartphone. I posted my smartphone photo almost straight away to Instagram. My photo was reposted by the local group igerreims and received lots of attention and little hearts ... I even got contacted by a local newspaper !
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Lorsque je me suis réveillé un samedi matin, la ville de Reims était recouverte d'un épais brouillard. J'ai saisi cette opportunité et mon appareil photo pour découvrir Reims dans le brouillard. Le brouillard était assez dense pour masquer le sommet de la cathédrale Notre Dame de Reims. Il était aussi intéressant de la voir disparaître lorsque l'on s’éloignait ! Ce jour-la, j'ai non seulement pris des photos avec mon reflex mais également avec mon smartphone. Je l'ai postée presqu'en direct sur Instagram ou elle a reçu pas mal de succès. Elle a été repostée par #igersreims et a reçu un nombre record de petits cœurs. J'ai même été contacté par un journal local. N'achetant pas le journal, je ne sais pas si la photo de mon smartphone a ete publiée ou non. :-/
When Gin licenses were so expensive it was traded illegally and is said to be dispensed through a wooden cat. You put coins in the mouth, and then used your mouth or tin to capture the gin that trickled from its paws
33 years ago on this date (November 10, 1975) the ore carrier S.S. Edmund Fitzgerald sank during a storm on Lake Superior taking with her all 29 men aboard, may they rest in peace.
The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
Of the big lake they called Gitche Gumee
The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead
When the skies of November turn gloomy
Gordon Lightfoot
One of the holes at Chambers Bay Golf Course in University Place, Washington, which will be host to the 2010 US Amateur Open and the 2015 US Open! I'm so excited about that :-D
This is a 3 exposure (-2, 0, 2 ) hand-held HDR processed with Photomatix Pro and PhotoShop Elements 3.
we really love to hammock
this was the first time we hammocked together. the pictures really were disastrous. but it was such a good time.
sitting at the table playing cards one dusk, a startling cry from the yard, as i had never heard before - like the 100-fold amplification of a honking goose combined with perhaps (what i imagined as) a european town alarm, alerting all villagers of something wicked this way come!
there at the door, a peacock.
long story short, apparently there are gaggles of them wild in these foothills, some "belonging" to folks, many just roaming. (i even traveled a few times to talk to those who have or know peacocks and their ways, gathering a few amazing shed feathers along the way.)
couldn't locate anyone claiming bob, and besides, have you ever tried to capture a peacock?
so we put out more seed than usual and most days at dawn and dusk bob shows up to say hey to my guy - who is now his bff - and to greet our fearless black cat bug at the door.
every day i anxiously look for him, fearing he be taken by a local mtn. lion, coyote, bear, or even a bold (and foolish) hawk. or hit by a speeding car rounding the blind curve in front of our house. i get nauseous thinking of finding his sweet body mangled, half-dead. how would you help a peacock either recover or die?
it's another maddening occasion to manage the crazy juxtaposition of life's beauty and chaos, the helplessness in the face of such tenuous joy ...
When I was young I lived in Levi's 501 STF. Found a box filled with once dark indigo jeans that now are super faded but awesome imho. Feels like I just got 6 new pairs of jeans for free. They still fit like a glove
When I first left school and started work in Shrewsbury I used to stand by this letter box every day waiting for the bus and I never realised it was a Victorian Box. When I was younger my Father used to write to my Grandma in Kent every Sunday. If he didn't have a stamp to put on the letter he used to wrap the letter in newspaper and enclose a threepenny bit and a penny, post it and the collecting postman would buy a stamp and put it on.
When I was a kid, 60 or 65 years ago, these were called Dandy Longlegs. By the time I reached high-school, I knew that a lot of my friends preferred Daddy Longlegs, and some friends were adamant that the only "real" name was crane fly. For the most part, I gave in.
But I've gone back to calling them Dandy Longlegs. Reclaiming the authenticity of my childhood, like.
This was the first I saw this season. It was inside a plastic tent we overnight plants in. I suspect the higher temperature in there awoke this guy.
MAY YOU ALWAYS FEEL LOVED
May you find serenity and tranquillity in a world
You may not always understand.
May the pain you have known and conflict you have experienced
Give you the strength to walk through life,
Facing each new situation with courage and optimism.
Always know that there are those whose love and understanding
Will always be there, even when you feel most alone.
May you discover enough goodness in others
To believe in a world of peace.
May a kind word, a reassuring touch, a warm smile be yours
Every day of your life,
And may you give these gifts as well as receive them.
Remember the sunshine when the storm seems unending.
Teach love to those who know hate,
And let that love embrace you as you go into the world.
May the teaching of those you admire become part of you,
So that you may call upon them.
Remember, those whose lives you have touched
And who have touched yours are always a part of you,
Even if the encounters were less than you would have wished.
It is the content of the encounter that is more important than it's form.
May you not become too concerned with material matters,
But instead place immeasurable value on the goodness in your heart.
Find time in each day to see the beauty and love in the world around you.
Realize that each person has limitless abilities,
But each of us is different in our own way.
What you may feel you lack in one regard
May be more than compensated for in another.
What you feel you lack in the present
May become one of your strengths in the future.
May you see your future as one filled with promise and possibility.
Learn to view everything as a worthwhile experience.
May you find enough inner strength to determine your own worth by yourself,
And not be dependent on another’s judgments of your accomplishments.
May you always feel loved.
© Sandra Sturtz Hauss (1987)
I LOVE this poem because it expresses all my wishes for my family and friends so beautifully. It's a long but simple poem and it hopefully contains everything YOU might want to wish for yourself.
Have a wonderful, wild, calm, serene, exciting, fulfilled, healthy, but most importantly HAPPY New Year (not suitable wishes may be crossed out, e.g. wild…, others may be added to my and your joy!)
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Neive Lane would've stared, stared at the hands of the woman, the hook and the eyepatch. The skin would've probably swell up again and have some empty holes around the area until it would heal once more. "I might." she mumbled "I might.. I might fall in love, I might murder someone, I might fuck.. But right now, nothing of that will happen.. cuz i'm TIED DOWN HERE..." she growled before she just started sobbing. "I.. its so hard.. Candy.. so so hard.." she cried "So darn fucking hard.. to.. I don't know. I'm raised to go to church on sunday and pray.. my only worries where to graduate and if this one fucking guy liked me.. Since I left Florida.. Everything changed.. everything.. its so hard.."”
Emmy 'Candy' Moretti places the hook and patch down onto the floor by her feet before clambering into cage with Neive, curling up beside her as hands moved to the brunettes face, fingers wiping up tears if any should spill ‘’you are tied down here because you were bad, you left us, I gave you chance to leave and you did not leave in time, from that point you became mine, My sister, I became yours, your sister.. You will be untied, You will be untied when you wake up and can see’’ she cooed face raising so she could brush her lips against the missing eye socket ‘’It’s hard I know, my family is catholic, you know this? my saint was rita and she were my strength, until i found strength in my demon.. Dominic does like you sweet heart, he knows you are family before you even did.. It’s hard… It’s so hard drowning to break the waters surface being Devoured to live.. You can do this though, you can do it for your family, for us’’
Neive Lane just kept crying, sobbing, feeling Emmy's fingers wipe them away. Nothing would be said, nothing at all. Just cry outs, small little breaths, that separated sobbing from more sobbing, from more tears falling down. "Ain't no use for running, seein' that train coming, it's bound to roll you down.." she hummed softly. And it was truth. As long the ropes where tied. She would be stringed up. It was life, life was a hard long road. And most people are jerks, who leave their hearts on the tracks. Neive had felt like she was made from stone, bone dried from bleeding. She had thought of leaving, but somehow her voice was taken from her mouth. She had been jerk, Neive and Mesch had been a couple of jerks, everyone was in a way. Neive couldn't fight it much longer, she needed to listen - she needed to wake up. She knew she needed to, but it was hard for her. Very hard. "I'm sorry.." she sobbed "I'm so sorry.. I'm a horrible person.."
Emmy 'Candy' Moretti smiled as the woman cried, fingers constantly brushing to mop up tears, over and over, Esme had done this for her once. When she had learnt of brothers death the green haired one had listened to her screams and cries and so Emmy now would do the same for Neive. The sorries were not meant for her. The words Neive said were hers to say to herself. The woman would grow. Would become stronger and Emmy would be there to watch from the side lines with a proud smile on her face. ‘’I am here for you Neive, I am here to hold you and carry you when you need it.. Just stop running away from the ones who love you’’ she moved her head, lips brushing against the woman’s temple, to her tear stained cheeks. Again and again she kissed gently to express some manner of comfort to the woman as scarred lips pressed to skin.
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Mayday! Mayday!
The ship is slowly sinking
They think I'm crazy but they don't know the feeling
They're all around me,
Circling like vultures
They wanna break me and wash away my colors
Wash away my colors
Take me high and I'll sing
Oh you make everything okay
We are one in the same
Oh you take all of the pain away
Save me if I become
My demons
I cannot stop this sickness taking over
It takes control and drags me into nowhere
I need your help, I can't fight this forever
I know you're watching,
I can feel you out there
Take me high and I'll sing
Oh you make everything okay
We are one in the same
Oh you take all of the pain away
Save me if I become
My demons
Take me over the walls below
Fly forever
Don't let me go
I need a savior to heal my pain
When I become my worst enemy
The enemy
Take me high and I'll sing
Oh you make everything okay
We are one in the same
Oh you take all of the pain away
Save me if I become
My demons
...der Frühling endlich kommen? Es ist supersonnig und knackekalt bei uns aufm Acker, -9° zeigte das Auto-Thermometer heute Morgen auf dem Weg zur Arbeit an... aber der Schnee macht die Fahrerei schon schön hell.
Still soooooo cold and crispy in Güsterland, -9° in the morning on my way to work and lovely sunrise...hope it will stay that beautiful until office job is dne today.
Normally I hate when the bottom gets stirred up by a careless flipper, but this is a completely different story
Green Sea Turtle
Chelonia mydas
Sharksucker
Echeneis naucrates
Navarre Beach Marine Park
Navarre Beach Marine Sanctuary
Gulf of Mexico Reef Site
Navarre Beach, Santa Rosa County, Florida, USA
Olympus OM-D E-M5
14-42mm II Lens
PT-EP08 Underwater Housing,
PPO-EP01 Lens Port
I have been looking for years as to how to make a decent looking Pantograph Shoe and was never happy with what I had seen or could do. The other day when going through a wardrobe looking for something a box of my daughters Belville collection fell, the parts spilt everywhere on the floor. When I was picking up the parts I picked up one of these www.bricklink.com/catalogItem.asp?P=42013 and thought wow that looks really useful, I then scratched around for another. For years I had pretty much ignored Belville parts due to them being oversized and useless but this time I found a perfect part for a hard to model subject.
Credit goes to Taiki (Namo-Den) for his Pantograph design which I have altered by using the Belville iceskates for the pickup shoes.
I thought i was dreaming, but i was there with a 4X5 field camera set at 5.6 x 3 sec. exposure time, Kodak EPP 100
It may look warm, but it isn't, at all. By that time it was as cold as -40 in some parts of Sweden. In Sundborn, where we celebrated Christmas, it was about -27.
It may be why I'm so ill now, I dunno. I had a very high fever recently, and now my throath is a disaster. So, I'm going to visit a doctor tomorrow to see if it's streptococci. Not sure of what I wish it is.. just want to get better so I can get outside again and photograph (: then comment your beautiful streams.
I apologise for being so slow with comments this year, though I'm not sure if I can get any better with it next year, when it feels as I will get even more busy. But I want to thank you all, for your support, your warm and wonderful personalities and care, and for your different views of things. And of course for your kind comments and for sharing your part of the world. (: You all are awesome, and I hope you'll have a superb 2011! (:
Happy New Year! (if I wont get well until afterwards.)
PS: Keep yourselves warm (:
When an agave flowers, it is a sad event. Agaves are monocarpic, which means they die after flowering. Agave Americana, is the most common agave in the Southwest, is also known as “century plant” because it supposedly takes a century to bloom. Not really though, it actually takes15 to 20 years unless you choose to give it ample water and grow it in rich soil. So if you want you agave to live a long life treat it mean! It is a common misconception that agaves are cacti. They are not related to cacti, nor are they related to Aloe whose leaves are similar in appearance.This spike is probably around 10 to 12 feet. Hard to tell when you're too lazy to get out of the car to photograph it :)
Everything Gets hotter when the sun goes down. This season Texas Motor Speedway introduced a night race for the Sprint Cup. We've had Nationwide, the truck series and IRL all racing under the lights but no Sprint. It was nice. I hope they keep it this way.
Enjoy The Church Choir as they add a little mood music to today's photo.
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Rarely are you disappointed when photographing on the beaches in Bandon. But, every-once-in-a-while God gives a grand show and the finale is spectacular.
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