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This shot was taken in Gatlinburg, TN. I was learning how to do shutter speed and captured this. It was taken in the river on the Roaring Fork motor nature trail. This photo is one of my pride and joys.

Driving home from work, i had to pull over and get this shot. Such a beautiful painting in the sky.

Why must we choose
between two friends,
we both love and trust?

The hurt that is seen,
the pain, that is not,
is hard to understand.

Why those whose love
had been, for years,
now has turned into sand
and dried up tears.

May good health and fortune
surround you.
May you never worry
anymore.
May gloom or bad luck
never find you.
May bad tiding never come knocking
at your door.
May you live in a world
of love and giving,
and may you never wonder
why,
certain people keep on living
while others - even children have to die.
May there come a time when all others
will walk with you in peace.
May there always be a bright tomorrow
with no longing for a distant shore.
May you live with happiness forever,
and forever more.

Air Show

Picture this: you’re sitting at your work desk, the clock strikes 3.30 pm, and suddenly your sweet tooth is on a savage hunt for sugar........

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Must light have noise
if colors are soft and loud?
Must light be felt
when colors are cool and warm?

If you could feel colors
or hear the noise
made by rainbows
in sunny-rainy skies
or hear a sunset.

Would the dawning of morning
be even more beautiful
and darkest night,
both silent and colder?

If all our emotions
are described by a color,
what would your color be?

Soft are the shadows
under the trees,
splashed with the color
of new fallen leaves,
in Autumn.

A bird nest, perched
in the crotch of a tree,
vacant and empty
where life used to be,
in Summer.

Frosts hoary coat, covers
plants and the ground
with snow, against windows
makes nary a sound,
in Winter.

Soon, the cold bleakness
of Winter, will pass
as color and growth
return to the grass,
in Spring.

Tossing hair from out your eyes
with a shaking of your head.
Stretching arms towards the sun,
embracing the warmth of wind
while sighing, harmoniously,
with the brush of branches
against the sky.