“Let’s waste time
Chasing cars
Around our heads”
Lyrics from “Chasing Cars” by Snow Patrol
images captured at autoworld
this is post 20 of 30 for NaBloPoMo
Photography
red
“standing in line to see the show tonight…”
i have a cousin on belgradestreets
take me to your leader
– quote excerpt from “By the way”, Red Hot Chili Peppers
this is post 19 of 30 for NaBloPoMo
a tangled web
“Oh, what a tangled web we weave…when first we practice to deceive.”
― Walter Scott, Marmion
this is post 18 of 30 for NaBloPoMo
“when dinosaurs ruled the earth”
“Things are always better in the morning.”
― Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird
this is post 17 of 30 for NaBloPoMo
blocked
Weekly Photo Challenge: Layers
“You have so many layers, that you can peel away a few, and everyone’s so shocked or impressed that you’re baring your soul, while to you it’s nothing, because you know you’ve twenty more layers to go.”
― Craig Thompson, Carnet de Voyage
This is my response to the latest Weekly Photo Challenge from The Daily Post at WordPress.
this is (also) post 15 of 30 for NaBloPoMo
http://dailypost.wordpress.com/weekly-challenges/comment-page-1/#comment-263253
being
“Face the facts of being what you are, for that is what changes what you are.”
― Søren Kierkegaard
this is post 14 of 30 for NaBloPoMo
light
“We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark; the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.”
― Plato
this is post 13 of 30 for NaBloPoMo
etter(beak)
in flanders’ fields
almost one hundred years on who will not shed a tear in flanders’ fields?
will we ever learn?
“In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.”
– John McCrae
belgianstreets 