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No longer mourn for me when I am dead

Then you shall hear the surly sullen bell

Give warning to the world that I am fled

From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell:

Nay, if you read this line, remember not

The hand that writ it; for I love you so

That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot

If thinking on me then should make you woe.

O, if, I say, you look upon this verse

When I perhaps compounded am with clay,

Do not so much as my poor name rehearse.

But let your love even with my life decay,

Lest the wise world should look into your moan

And mock you with me after I am gone.

 

William Shakespeare, Sonnet 71

 

February 15th 2007

The Moaning Wind

  

There are certain levels, where

I can adjust the bedroom

Window...

The one above my head...

 

So that the wind moans like...

The Ancestors in White Birds...

English moors in Winter...

Flying Dutchman's sails in

High seas...

 

Never will the sounds made

Equal my soul's...

When you departed

Me.

 

elysabeth faslund

...

 

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Throughout the fall, I have been moaning about the lack of color in the trees of our neighborhood.

But when I went to visit my mom and sisters and I took a walk around the neighborhood, I was in a virtual HEAVEN of incredible reds, golds and oranges!!!

 

I took these photos two days before Hurricane Sandy ripped the leaves from the tree branches. Oh did I enjoy the colors!!!

 

On another happy note, I met two wonderful blogger friends - Joan T.(www.flickr.com/photos/23074176@N08/ and her fabulous blog watercolorsbyjoan2.blogspot.com/) and Susan (www.flickr.com/photos/52358552@N06/).

 

They joined me for Jean Haines demonstration the Friday evening before her weekend workshop. WHAT FUN! Then Joan and I spent a couple of hours together after the storm passed just chatting and sharing and making plans to get together again. Flickr and blogging have been such blessings to meet the most talented, wonderful, generous and marvelous friends!!!

 

When I finally was able to return home, most of the color of my own trees was gone, and with temperatures dropping and wind and rain blowing (yes, we got some strong wind and rain from Sandy too), most of the fall color is now behind us.

 

But since I so LOVE the fall season, these photos will paint my world fabulous colors in the gray days ahead.

 

Hope you enjoy them too!

Stop moaning...the Suns still been out for 20 minutes and that's a record this April.....and so far,without a cloud insight.....at this rate it may get above 6 degrees C by the end of the month....l can hardly wait for the heatwave.

Parque natural de Gorbea..... Separando Vizcaya y Álava se encuentra un Parque Natural de 20.000 ha de extensión cuya cumbre, el Gorbea, es la mas alta de Vizcaya y de Álava simultaneamente.

En la cumbre del Gorbea, a 1482m de altura sobre el nivel del mar, el visitante puede encontrarse con una enorme cruz de 18 metros de altura que cada año acoje a miles de aficionados al senderismo y la montaña.

..... to our newest undead recruits, today is the first day of the rest of your afterlife.”

 

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Entering "Moan mode"..... ;0)

I originally fancied Curbar/Baslow Edge, having left clearing skies at home I arrived to low clouds and drizzle, through Hathersage the only clear patch of sky looked to be over Sheffield so I spun around at Surprise View and headed back upto Higger and then proceeded to sit in the car for an hour until the rain and clouds had cleared. With 1/2 a hour until sunrise the sky cleared and thankfully a decent touch of light appeared.

The heather is in full bloom and just like Bluebells seems to take on different colours dependant on the lighting, steely Grey/Purple in shade and almost Ochre/Orange in sunlight.

 

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With a broken arm. I heard «her» moaning...

 

Please don't leave badges, group images or invitations on my stream!! No time left for that meanwhile...

 

Wikie & Moana Orcas

 

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Nose art of a Fairchild Rebublic A-10C "Warthog" participating in Hawgsmoke 2014.

 

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163d Fighter Squadron (163d FS) "Blacksnakes"

 

Indiana ANG

 

Davis-Monthan AFB, AZ USA

 

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Hear my dreaming

You'll be drowning

You ought to hear my long snake moan

You ought to see me from my throne

Dunk you under deep salt water

In my dreaming

You'll be drowning

 

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and moaning over the tremendous light pollution and poor knowledge of the constellations.

 

Canon 60D, Samyang 8 mm f/3,5 fisheye @f/5,6, ISO 1600, 20 seconds.

Six panels, North, East, South, West, 60° up North, 60° up South, stitched in microsoft ICE.

 

Note: I didn't mark the Ursa Minoris not because I don't know where it is, but because ICE killed it in stitching.

 

Note 2: despite the fact that lens has an effective aperture of 1,5 mm - less than light-scared human eye - it was able to split Mizar and Alkor.

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Moana & Wikie Orcas

 

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It always depresses me when people moan about how commercial Christmas is. I love everything about it. The tradition of having this great big feast, slap bang in the middle of winter, is an essential thing to look forward to at the end of the year. - Richard E. Grant -. Find us at SIAJNAD.COM

Heleioporus eyrei - Erskine Western Australia

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Trentemoller - Moan

 

Found this nest with two young Moaning Doves while pruning the Wistera on our trellis this afternoon. Kind of cute so felt terrible when I destroyed their nest to finish pruning. Bummer, I really thought they were ready to fly! …..,Just kidding, shot these pictures and left them alone so Momma Dove could return and feed them. Geeee, I could feel the hate mail coming before I finished typing “Bummer, I really thought they were ready to fly!”

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