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I wanted to share some spring memories with you today as it is again freezing and windy as hell outside.


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A very old lady looked in the mirror one morning. She had three remaining hairs on her head, and being a positive soul, she said, "I think I'll braid my hair today." So she braided her three hairs, and she had a great day.


Some days later, looking in the mirror one morning, preparing for her day, she saw that she had only two hairs remaining. "Hmm, two hairs... I fancy a centre parting today." She duly parted her two hairs, and as ever, she had a great day.


A week or so later, she saw that she had just one hair left on her head. "One hair huh...," she mused, "I know, a pony-tail will be perfect." And again she had a great day.


The next morning she looked in the mirror. She was completely bald.


"Finally bald huh," she said to herself, "How wonderful! I won't have to waste time doing my hair any more.."

Background my own

Tree & swing


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As the days gone by

I'm still yearning

Like the grief I am

Like the tears I'll be


Linger with the balance of life and the after life


Time passes me by like a song I have never sung


With words and lust I can write

With the pain and illusions I can't define


Search for what I would never find

What I would never see


I care not of what I could find

But of what I would feel

For too many unsaid words

Too many broken promises I've kept

Unwitting as I am of a future that could never be


Wishing for the minutes gone by where I could fly

I live only for the desires that has eaten me up inside


But for a soul that has been taken

With nothing to support me

I will lay my head now

As the days gone by



"When our eyes see our hands doing the work of our hearts, the circle of Creation is completed inside us, the doors of our souls fly open and love steps forth to heal everything in sight."

Escadarias do Instituto Oswaldo Cruz - Rio de Janeiro - Brasil



There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold

And she's buying a stairway to heaven

(And) when she gets there she knows if the stores are all closed

With a word she can get what she came for


Ooh ooh ooh...ooh...ooh ooh ooh

And she's buying a stairway to heaven


There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure

'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings

In the tree by the brook there's a songbird who sings

Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven


Oooh...It makes me wonder

Oooh...It makes me wonder


There's a feeling I get when I look to the west

And my spirit is crying for leaving

In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees

And the voices of those who stand looking


Oooh...It makes me wonder

Oooh...And it makes me wonder


And it's whispered that soon, if we all called the tune

Then the piper will lead us to reason

And a new day will dawn for those who stand long

And the forest will echo with laughter


Woe woe woe woe woe oh

If there's a bustle in your hedgerow

Don't be alarmed now

It's just a spring clean for the May Queen

Yes there are two paths you can go by

but in the long run

There's still time to change the road you're on


And it makes me wonder...ohhh ooh woe


Your head is humming and it won't go -- in case you don´t know

The piper's calling you to join him

Dear lady can you hear the wind blow and did you know

Your stairway lies on the whispering wind


And as we wind on down the road

Our shadows taller than our souls

There walks a lady we all know

Who shines white light and wants to show

How everything still turns to gold

And if you listen very hard

The tune will come to you at last

When all are one and one is all, yeah

To be a rock and not to roll



And she's buying a stairway to heaven






A piece created for Steven Dean's exhibition "You Say...I'll Be" using his pose created specifically for the expo. This whole picture is actually a prop so the sky and rocks are not stock, they were created by Steven himself.


Plant brushes Lady Victoire on DA

Sparkle brushed DA (not sure who sorry)


It really is a hugely moving exhibition I would encourage you to take a look ;-)

And as we wind on down the road

Our shadows taller than our soul.

There walks a lady we all know

Who shines white light and wants to show

How everything still turns to gold


.Created for Rubys Wax Lyrical Challenge 2

Thank you smackandtoss for texture

And thank you Arthur Hughe for Ophelia

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I was saving this picture for something special...well, I've found the reason to post it!!


I got two lovely testimonials! So unexpected and so wonderful :) I am inspired by both of these lovely ladies and tried to do their spectacular processing justice with this picture :) Thank you and


Check out their streams...truly inspirational!!


Explored!! Thank you so much!

"A soul that sees beauty may sometimes walk alone." Johann von Goeth


This photo is dedicated to a lovely young lady Theo . She does gorgeous self-portraits, listens to cool music, does expressive self-portraits, listens to moody music, does more self-portraits, listens to more music, the rhythm goes on. We are having fun exchanging music. Different kind of music. soul and heart touching music. Theo, thank you for playing and for your on-going support! You're the greatest! XO


Theo, here's the song selection for today. :)


The mood: Sia - My Love


[ Unusual scene: Snow on beautiful Autumn foliage. Yeah, we got snow in October. I can’t believe it! ]

Created for dA Users Gallery Challenge 105 – Model


Model with thanks to PoisonIvy55


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Innocent words of wonder

Burn the purest of souls to ash

The Goddess of love,

She spews her lyrics in tinkling sighs

Completed by the one whose light burns brightest

He lights the path of others

Consuming their shadows as they pass

A dragon of fire to fight the darkness

And she sings in sweet daffodils

Satin petals and the Heavens open wide

She sings of pain and the dragon feeds

She sings of joy and he watches

As the words are once again absorbed into her essence

The Goddess welcomes this guardian of light

Never knowing that her words

Pilot the fire that eats the shadows that surround him

Bitter pangs of abrasive truth

Wrapped in delightful ditties of eternal enamoration

He fights her darkness

She fuels his fire



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Reclined, the body...

while the mind moves briskly in solemn meditative visions

Tranquility, the moving factor...

as the world around, becomes obsolete for awhile

The sights are inward, and the sounds too...

seeing repose- hearing music of love

The calmness that is fenced in, fuels a soul in temporary salvation...

free from all ills and external forces;

resting peacefully... aloof of all conflicts

A tranquil gateway to a place of absolute peace...

where all inhabitants are related and share a common purpose;

love, joy, smiles, hugs, kisses and eternity forever

Prayerful and free to the end of time...

as miracles of heavenly proportions are the order of the day

No sickness to worry about, no bills on their way...

a place where tranquility resides and praises are sung

No wars to contend with- no poverty exists...

Stress defeated and believing hearts victorious

Tranquility is knowing God;

the unconditional urge to live on his estate

It's the due respect to the creator...

the one spirit of genuine endlessness

Tranquility is the road to redemption...

delivering the faithful from uncertainty and chaos

A calm environment produces good fruits;

untouched by invaders and influence

Tranquility for life...

the doorway to deliverance and emancipation

It's embracing and worthwhile...

Tranquility, the wisdom of the ages...

The gift- not to be denied


~Dennis Dames Domain


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HaPPY BiRTHDaY MauReeN………….


Wish you a sunshiny year, my dear.


Look HeRe for her wonderful stream.


Play it loud and remember the good old times…….

♪♪♫ L I S T e N ♪♪♫♪♪♫



Can you see her?


She's majestic with hair blowing in the wind, fine wavy textures, and nice earth tones to warm the soul...Think i'm in love!


Was the first group in with the guide and while people were fixated on every corner I asked him if he could take me to the lady in the wind. He obliged and had some one on one time for a few minutes before the roaring crowds came.


Now on Facebook

Petra is a most talented artist deep in her heart and soul . Her inner beauty comes out in all forms of visual art, from painting to photography. Her eternally searching eye captures beauty in all subjects , from landscapes to portraits, from archtecture to flowers. She has a special place in my heart as a friend, because she believed in my images even when I didn't and, encouraged me to go on and improve and, these words coming from a most gifted artist as her gave me a magical strenght. Thank you so much Petra for being who you are

If you wish to give your eyes a New Year gift go to a trip through her marvellous photostream

Cleo & Vale


(Highest position: 7 on Saturday, October 27, 2007)

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Winner - Front Page - Contest #76 at Gold Star Award group

Front Page at "The Flash of a Soul" group


Front Page - 23th Admin choice - DigitalPhotoART group


Front Page at Absolute Golden Masterpiece group



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Lady with violin : Deviantart mjranum_stock


Background / edition : me


"Only a man who knows what it is like to be defeated can reach down to the bottom of his soul and come up with the extra ounce of power it takes to win when the match is even."

Muhammad Ali


"Sólo un hombre que sabe lo que es ser derrotado puede llegar hasta el fondo de su alma y llegar a la onza de potencia extra que se necesita para ganar cuando el partido está empatado".

Muhammad Ali


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A young lady from Belgium walking solo from Lairg to Cape Wrath. Here at the Loch Stack bothy she was taking her own record of this wonderful place. She said she had endured some snow and decided to stay in a hotel for this night, as she had walked 30 km on this day. A brave soul and I hope she made it!

Ne t'en va pas

Ma vie est là

Près de toi

Avec toi

Je n'existe pas

Sans toi

Tu es ma foi

Mon au-delà





Thank you Jessica at Faestock


A lost soul that cannot leave this earth, wanders the decaying halls of the place she once called home so many decades before. Her bones, the only reminder that she was once flesh and blood.


It also goes to show that ghosts can still have great taste in shoes ;)


Prière …


En ce lieu une douce prière

Comme si c’était la première

Celle qui vient du Cœur

Pour ne plus avoir peur


De ce Monde qui bouge

Et qui parfois, voit rouge

Parce que la Vie, n’est pas facile

Dure réalité dans nos villes


Suis-je en ce lieu

Le plus heureux …

La paix invite mon Ame

Pour Toi, jolie Dame




Please ...


In this place a soft prayer

As if this was the first

That comes from the Heart

Never to be afraid


In this world that moves

And that sometimes sees red

Because Life is not easy

Harsh reality in our cities


I'm in this place

The happiest ...

Peace invites my Soul

For you, pretty lady




And as we wind on down the road

Our shadows taller than our soul

There walks a lady we all know

Who shines white light and wants to show

How everything still turns to gold

And if you listen very hard

The tune will come to you at last

When all are one and one is all, yeah

To be a rock and not to roll


And she's buying a stairway to Heaven


- Led Zeppelin



The view downwards the staircase of the vatican museums in Rome [HDR].



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Petra is a most talented artist deep in her heart and soul . Her inner beauty comes out in all forms of visual art, from painting to photography. Her eternally searching eye captures beauty in all subjects , from landscapes to portraits, from archtecture to flowers. She has a special place in my heart as a friend, because she believed in my images even when I didn't and, encouraged me to go on and improve and, these words coming from a most gifted artist as her gave me a magical strenght. Thank you so much Petra for being who you are

If you wish to give your eyes a New Year gift go to a trip through her marvellous photostream

This ship is called Lady Washington and is a replica of an actual 18th Century American vessel. She was built in 1989 and has been featured in several movies, including "Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl" and "Star Trek Generations".


It was pure luck that I just happened to be in Crescent City at the right time to see this magnificent ship sail out of harbor. She is really beautiful!!! It does something to your soul to see this splendid vision glide across the water!!!


Note also the small island with the Crescent City lighthouse on the right.


Length: 68 ft or 21 m

Height: 90 ft or 27 m


I like this because... I was trying to figure out if it's the bold contrast of the green against the yellow or the green against the soft pastel color of the lavenders or the lavender and yellow, or just cause I love green, or maybe the curlies on the ladyslipper that look like pipi Longstocking, I'm delirious, I need to go to bed!


I was updating myspace tonight and boy does that just consume you, I mean me! Between Facebook, myspace, flickr, picasa, blurb, gmail, yahoo, iPhone, iPod, work, who can ever get anything done???????????????


I'm delirious for sure!


Asta Pasta!



~The Statue of Liberty (French: Statue de la Liberté), officially titled Liberty Enlightening the World (French: La liberté éclairant le monde), is a monument that was presented by the people of France to the United States of America in 1886 to celebrate its centennial.~ (Wikipedia)


What always impressed me about this picture is how lady liberty stands so tall against the dark clouds. This reminds me of how freedom faces so many obstacles yet still remains to be the essence of our souls, persevering through them all.

11 (Eleven) Contests Winner so Far!!! (Thank you all)

Autumn colours, between the trees... Another step in that magic walk from the lonely lady back in June 2009, Adrogue, Buenos Aires.


Multiple Flickr Contest Winner:


Heart Awards Contest Winner! Urban Landscapes 1st Place


Peace Awards Contest Winner! 1st Place Winner : 37th Peace Award Contest : Theme : IMPRESSIONS OF FALL


B-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l Contest Winner! : NOVEMBER FRONT PAGE CONTEST ♠ Fall Foliage 1st Place:


Absolutely Perrrfect! Contest Winner! 1st Place Autumn/Harvest/Signs of Autumn/Halloween


We Are the World Contest Winner! 1st Place Fall Colors Contest


Friends! Contest Winner 1st Place "Fall is in the Air Contest"


Real Magic Contest Winner! "Magic of Autumn" 1st Place


Gave Ya Chills "Fall" Contest Winner! 1st Place


Autumn the Colour of Love - Autumn Contest Winner 1st Place


The Award Three - Autumn Artistry Contest Winner - 1st Place


This Is Excelent Group - Season Change Contest Winner - 1st Place




Inspired in "Soledad Otoñal" by Sandro Garcia (SandroG)




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Dunno how this works but couldn't be possible without all your comments, faves, galleries, votes in contests and support. My short two and a half months as flickr active member couldn't been better


Thank You All



Highest position on Explore #1 | Interestingness

This young Santeria dance…though only a young lady of 15, she already has the grace and dignity of an adult… I was privilege to see and hear some of the best young performers of this small community in Arecibo, Puerto Rico…

*Masha'allah* would be nice to say.


Photographed by R o s a l i a © 2009. All rights reserved.

I’m still a city boy, and things like concrete, glass and steel run through mind, body, soul. Sounds of the City do too. - John Coltrane, "Giant Steps" animated music


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This it could be any Saturday morning. I’m out doing some yard work, washing the car, pickin’ up some trash that blew in onto the grass, sweepin', maybe even de-pooping the lawn of dog poop.


I notice that nature exists side-by-side, however uneasily, with the trappings of human habitation, birds, squirrels, rabbits, racoon, possum. Nature is here for the long haul. We are – I fear by our own hand – a temporary infestation, albeit impressive in our own way.


It is a very mild winter's day in February; the sun is getting warmer, the earth is thawing, and southerly breezes bring hopes and dreams of a joyous and gentle new spring, summer and year.


Then the shadow passes you. "What the...?" A plane passes low overhead: I mean, really low; right overhead. I think I can touch it and if I were to the side of it I'd see the faces of anxious passengers plastered to the windows thinking, "Hey, Cap'in. We're a little low, aren't we? You dropping me off at home?"


I swear, it sounds as if it will land just a bit further on down the block.


"Good aftenoon, Ladies and Gentlemen. This is Capt. Barnes speaking. We'll be touching touching momentarily down on Runway #6, the rooftops of the Jones, Delaney, and Kerner households today. Flight attendants, please prepare to ditch. I want to hank you for flying with...."


It is on the flight path to landing at Midway Airport. Depending on the wind direction, they sometimes make these low sweeps over the neighborhood. I swear, I don't know how something that big, that heavy, going that slow, doesn't just stall and fall.


But, anyway, I’ve got my kind of “straight-ahead, bop” jazz on the mp3: John Coltrane, “Giant Steps” comes on. (Sometimes it can be a human being who allows you to believe that a God made us humans: Coltrane is one of those for me). In-between his runs on sax, I hear the plane, and birds singing.


It all fills my mind with auditory input like a teacup poured to overflowing.


I get goosebumps. I snap my fingers; I bop my head; my feet dance. I know my place in the Universe. It is here. My "long-for-the-silence-and-solitude-of-fishing-in-a-lost-river-in-the-forest" friends don't get this part of me. :-)


Concrete, glass and steel, nature hangin' in as she will, jazz. I’m still a city boy.


Note: I love this tree. It's all big and gnarly in winter, and all big and leafy and green come summer. It isn't in my yard, but I love it nonetheless).


Note 2: Oh and, I don't care about my architectural and perpendicular lines caving in. It's my world - a very wide angle one at that - and it is precisely this kind of distortion and dynamics afforded by the wide angle p.o.v. that excites me.



Delany Dean

Distressed Jewel

and a touch of my own psd magic pixie dust.

Sometimes I just can't help myself but have some fun.



Texture used

Water Texture from PicMonkey


A world without music, is a life without inspiration, music itself is inspired by every nation. No jazz, no soul, no rock, I'd probably die, no tunes in my ear when I travel and fly. No sound when I drive, no euphony in quiet times, nothing to hum or sing, no melodies of delicate chimes. Why breakdance when there's no hip hop around, why adidas, why freestyle, they'll be no radios about. No music, no music, I cannot imagine - A world without music will bring nothing but sadness - A world without music, is a concert without felicity, if I didn't exist, would music be missing me? No African chants that touch my soul once heard, no mezmorizing songs from those Kingfisher birds. No Elvis, no Prince, no Chaka Khan or Sting, no Miles Davis or Madonna, Tupac or Alicia Keys. What would you dance to? There's no such thing as rhythm, You'd be moving and moving, but with no music in it. No music, no music, I cannot imagine - A world without music will bring nothing but sadness -


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“art is the window to man's soul. without it, he would never be able to see beyond his immediate world; nor could the world see the man within.”


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This made Explore Aug 2, 2009 #129



Windows to her soul

I had a shoot for my other ID yesterday and straight away fell in love with this young lady's eyes!


Sony A350 Sigma 105mm macro


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this is a painful week to me... emotionally.. i really feel the pain of being fooled by people whom i thought are reliable and true to their words. i was betrayed behind my back. and gladly i have fought for it.


i borrowed this amazing ruined building from impeggiato, a flickr friend.





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"....withing the vastness of the palace....ruined in time...but her spirit radiates outside....yet she cannot leave it - her soul and her self are bonded with the bricks of the old ruins....she is the captive lady of the ruins..."

Lady Tinuviel was always a lover of nature, well known for her wanderings in the vast lands of Beleriand and even into the lands to the east of the Ered Luin. Sometimes solitary, other times with the accompaniment of Elves and/or the flighty, blithe souls awakened from Fey glades and allowed to dance with brief individuation, Tinuviel walked the lands bringing goodness and healing--and ofttimes, very hot sex--to all she came across!

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