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Making Babies - from A to Z by Des Cannon Via Flickr: True Romance by The Reichstag in Berlin one overcast Friday morning in April. They were oblivious, besotted. I was about 4 or 5 metres from them taking shots of people crossing on a suspended walkway between two large government buildings. I swung my lens around more than a couple of times for some candid photography. They really were oblivious, bless ‘em. When the woman came around that corner pushing a pram, well… :) Seen near Marie-Elisabeth-Lüders-Haus, Berlin.
She just did it. Fast, in the light. by Des Cannon Via Flickr: Upper Pembroke Street, Dublin.
Der Raum Zwischen* by Des Cannon Via Flickr: (The Space Between*) Seen at BMW Welt, München. maps.google.com/maps?hl=en&safe=off&client=firefo... www.best-of-munich.com/bmw-museum/bmw-museum.html
I saw the daughter of the sun by Des Cannon Via Flickr: I saw the daughter of the sun; she stood Under the north rise of the copse, where now The shade-hoar faded, where began to show Pale primrose heads, fresh as her own pale hood Of straight hair, groups of early mercury No greener than her own plain sheeny gown - Long had I wandered in the winter-town Of smoke-grey fog, of stone grey field and tree Nor girl she seemed, nor goddess; her grave face’ Soft as a child’s, yet wise, brighter than spring, More warm than summer, had strange shadowing, Then mundane lustre held both more and less; No mirth was there, no glee, no eagerness, No love, save love for every living thing. Elizabeth Daryush (1887-1977) This image is from my Flickr Set entitled Jane’s Angel
Sweetness Follows by Des Cannon Via Flickr: Readying to bury your father and your mother, what did you think when you lost another? I used to wonder why did you bother, distanced from one, blind to the other. Listen here my sister and my brother what would you care if you lost the other? I always wonder why did we bother, distanced from one, blind to the other. Oh…, oh…, but sweetness follows It’s these little things, they can pull you under. Live your life filled with joy and wonder. I always knew this altogether thunder was lost in our little lives. Oh…, oh…, but sweetness follows. Oh…, oh…, but sweetness follows. It’s these little things, they can pull you under. Live your life filled with joy and thunder. Yeah, yeah we were altogether lost in our little lives. Oh…, Oh…, Ah… Oh, oh, but sweetness follows. Oh, oh, oh, but sweetness follows. Michael Stipe/REM
Hoppipolla by Des Cannon Via Flickr: Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough. Emily Dickinson “Hoppipolla” (“Jumping In puddles” in Icelandic). To see my Set “Lost in Iceland” click here
Mission Accomplished Eve by Des Cannon Via Flickr: Big Apple presence at one end of Grand central Station, NYC.