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Was busy excavating a hole in a mesquite tree when we were at Granite Reef Recreation Area on the Lower Salt River last week. He was not bothered by me at all and I got within 10 feet of him. It was a big hole because he was able to get all the way inside.
Bienvenue sur Horizons partagés! Horizons proches ou lointains, polaires ou tempérés, marins ou montagneux, à la biodiversité étonnante. Un espace sur la toile pour vous faire partager photos, expériences, réflexions et récits de voyage. Samuel Blanc et Agnès Brenière, guides et photographes passionnés de glaces, de grands espaces. Au cap Adare dans la cabane de Borchgrevink.
Enseigner est une tâche sacrée car ce qui est transmis aux apprenants est sensé les aider à faire face à la vie. Depuis nos débuts sous la dénomination EURELEC à Madagascar en 1980,.
Poetry A-Z oo from me to you. Originally posted on The ancient eavesdropper. Words hog my brain,. Images hound my eyes,. Poetry a zoo from me to you. Originally posted on The ancient eavesdropper. This gallery contains 4 photos. Originally posted on The ancient eavesdropper. This gallery contains 13 photos.
Eune, on peut tout espérer. Pour finir, je vous livre la version de Phèdre sur le même sujet.
As of late I have been swamped with work; so much so that my head is spinning. I could not remember the last time I took a day off. Flowers, Air Balloons, Antique Cars and Baby Magpies.
Un tour du monde à deux, les découvertes de notre voyage. Huacachina and Ica, klaxons et adrénaline. Paracas et les îles Ballestas, à la queue leuleu! Lima so chic, Barranco and Miraflores. Lima, centre et cœur historique. Bali - Nouvelle-Zélande, le plus long des trajets. Rizières de Jatiluwih, la force verte.
Les chroniques mortes ou vives. Je vous invite à consulter cet article très intéressant paru le 12 avril dans le journal.
It was obvious that he was a man who marched through life to the rhythms of some drum I would never hear. Falls prey to winters icy kiss. Forgotten love, lifeless and cold,. Is seen from behind a frosty barricade,. The soul the unknowing victim. Twisted by time and a half written rhyme,. We all seek a peaceful reprise. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Your eyes hold the key.
My love for photography began at an early age inspired by my father - Nayan Hore. Under Federation of Indian Photography.
Being the journal of one led by the twin flames of magick and mysticism. Friday, April 29, 2016. An Intention to Guide Meditation Practice. Today, as I stand at the axis of the 2. Three Worlds, and center of the Seven Sacred Directions 3. I am grateful for the opportunities granted me by the gift of incarnation 4. Supported by the blessings of the gods and spirits whose unseen hands. May I continue to be be shepherded by the adepts, mystics,. So that I, in turn, may.