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  1.   View of Lake Pontchartrain on the way to Grand Cayman. 

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    View of Lake Pontchartrain on the way to Grand Cayman. 

  2.   cchugg:

(by emily golitzin)

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    cchugg:

    (by emily golitzin)

    Source: Flickr / emilygolitzin

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    blahdyblog:

    Bought for $102,000 in 1966, this 72-room, 6-floor bohemian dream house in Soho is now estimated anywhere from $30 to $70 million.  The Maisel family restored the abandoned bank into their now luxurious home, which includes three floors just for Maisel’s photography.  More about their story here

    One dares to dream.

    (via fuckyesbuildings)

    Source: New York Magazine

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    Tim Flach Photography →

    The “Dog Gods” are awesome.

  6.   If I ever get married, this man mussttt photograph it… <3

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    If I ever get married, this man mussttt photograph it… <3

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  7.   This is AWESOME.

The Girl Who Loves to Levitate&#8230;

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    This is AWESOME.

    The Girl Who Loves to Levitate…

    Source: mymodernmet.com

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    I Love Cereals - a set on Flickr →

    cmartinez-es:

    A set of photos with different cereal bowls. Who doesn’t like cereal?

    True statement.

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    I found it… hurr it is.

  10.   I love Winter!
If only it would snow here&#8230; :(

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    I love Winter!

    If only it would snow here… :(

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    Photographer Ryan Matthew Smith managed to capture a popcorn kernel popping at 6200fps using his high-speed camera.

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After arriving at the funeral home, Katherine Cathey pressed her pregnant belly to her husband’s casket, moaning softly.  Two days after she was notified of Jim’s death in Iraq, she found out they would have a boy.  Born on December 23, 2005, he was named James Jeffrey Cathey, Jr.
Since James Cathey was killed in a massive explosion, his body was delicately wrapped in a shroud by military morticians, then his Marine uniform was laid atop his body. Since Katherine Cathey decided not to view her husband’s body, Maj. Steve Beck took her hand, and pressed it down on the uniform. “He’s here,” he said quietly. “Feel right here.”
 
The night before the burial of her husband&#8217;s body, Katherine Cathey refused to leave the casket, asking to sleep next to his body for the last time. The Marines made a bed for her, tucking in the sheets below the flag. Before she fell asleep, she opened her laptop computer and played songs that reminded her of &#8216;Cat,&#8217; and one of the Marines asked if she wanted them to continue standing watch as she slept. &#8220;I think it would be kind of nice if you kept doing it,&#8221; she said. &#8220;I think that&#8217;s what he would have wanted.&#8221;

The 2006 Pulitzer Prize in Feature Photography went to Todd Heisler and The Rocky Mountain News for this photographic series.
© All rights reserved by Todd Heisler and Rocky Mountain News.

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    After arriving at the funeral home, Katherine Cathey pressed her pregnant belly to her husband’s casket, moaning softly.  Two days after she was notified of Jim’s death in Iraq, she found out they would have a boy.  Born on December 23, 2005, he was named James Jeffrey Cathey, Jr.

    Since James Cathey was killed in a massive explosion, his body was delicately wrapped in a shroud by military morticians, then his Marine uniform was laid atop his body. Since Katherine Cathey decided not to view her husband’s body, Maj. Steve Beck took her hand, and pressed it down on the uniform. “He’s here,” he said quietly. “Feel right here.”

     

    The night before the burial of her husband’s body, Katherine Cathey refused to leave the casket, asking to sleep next to his body for the last time. The Marines made a bed for her, tucking in the sheets below the flag. Before she fell asleep, she opened her laptop computer and played songs that reminded her of ‘Cat,’ and one of the Marines asked if she wanted them to continue standing watch as she slept. “I think it would be kind of nice if you kept doing it,” she said. “I think that’s what he would have wanted.”

    The 2006 Pulitzer Prize in Feature Photography went to Todd Heisler and The Rocky Mountain News for this photographic series.

    © All rights reserved by Todd Heisler and Rocky Mountain News.

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  14.   Long Exposure Photography

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    Long Exposure Photography

  15.   Robert Frost (1874–1963).  Mountain Interval.  1920. 
1. The Road Not Taken  
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel bothAnd be one traveler, long I stoodAnd looked down one as far as I couldTo where it bent in the undergrowth 5 
Then took the other, as just as fair,And having perhaps the better claim,Because it was grassy and wanted wear;Though as for that the passing thereHad worn them really about the same,        10 
And both that morning equally layIn leaves no step had trodden black.Oh, I kept the first for another day!Yet knowing how way leads on to way,I doubted if I should ever come back.        15 
I shall be telling this with a sighSomewhere ages and ages hence:Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—I took the one less traveled by,And that has made all the difference.        20 

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    Robert Frost (1874–1963).  Mountain Interval.  1920. 

    1. The Road Not Taken  

    TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
    And sorry I could not travel both
    And be one traveler, long I stood
    And looked down one as far as I could
    To where it bent in the undergrowth 5 

    Then took the other, as just as fair,
    And having perhaps the better claim,
    Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
    Though as for that the passing there
    Had worn them really about the same,
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    And both that morning equally lay
    In leaves no step had trodden black.
    Oh, I kept the first for another day!
    Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
    I doubted if I should ever come back.
            15 

    I shall be telling this with a sigh
    Somewhere ages and ages hence:
    Two roads diverged in a wood,
    and I—I took the one less traveled by,
    And that has made all the difference.
            20