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GFT3090125-UE
ER's Eyes - Our planet is so beautiful.:
The Descent: Where Gravity is My Worst Enemy.
Yvonnè Lizzy Bruni - Sunbeam on the Moon:
I left, ran, fled my shifting shadow from a land that has only known boundaries. And while you dropped rocks on the tracks like breadcrumbs for a starving tramp…
Yvonnè Lizzy Bruni - Sunbeam on the Moon:
Again & again she got lost in the irrealis of their normality & its dead ends. But now there's only sunshine. A piece of heaven after years of fog, which truly belongs to her. This had to be the real meaning of what is called home.
Yvonnè Lizzy Bruni - Sunbeam on the Moon:
.Og ég fæ blóðnasir. En ég stend alltaf upp.
Yvonnè Lizzy Bruni - Sunbeam on the Moon:
That doesn't need a title or explanation. It’s the difference between showing and sharing.
jpto_55:
Le moulin
Stan Smucker:
Ghost Train
Chris Firth of Wakey.:
Black Mount panorama.
Chris Firth of Wakey.:
A heavy landing.
Reiner Götzinger:
Light and shadow
Bernhard_Thum:
Winter landscape in Monochrome
claudedelrieu21:
illuminations Dijon 5
markhayes.photography:
Abutilon pictum
markhayes.photography:
colibríes
markhayes.photography:
colibríes
Vitor S. Cruz:
Oporto is like a shining constellation
Vitor S. Cruz:
Crossing to a new year
Vitor S. Cruz:
I touch you with a finger only
Vitor S. Cruz:
I'll do my crying in the rain.
Vitor S. Cruz:
Social distancing
Vitor S. Cruz:
Shadow runners
Vitor S. Cruz:
So long, sun
Vitor S. Cruz:
Suspended worlds
