Navegando por las islas de Estocolmo
Puerto dorado
Avilés - HFF
Collage: Eduardo Úrculo
Conflicto palestino-israelí
Feliz lunes a todos - HBM
Zumería en Gamla Stan
Garzas en la pared - HWW
Santuario de Arantzazu (Oñati)
Base para un gazpacho
Rosal enano
Una casita al borde del mar
Gotas sobre rosa
Pont du Carrousel - Museo del Louvre
Presa del molino de Saseta
Edificio Bizkaia
Tristeza
Cuartel del Duque de Crillon (Es Castell) -…
Festival de globos - IA
El Pedregal - HWW
Frutos de otoño
Mujer con niño
HFF a todos.
Paredes bien consolidadas - HWW
Guggenheim dorado
Palacio Olabarri - HBM
Un espacio entre islas. HFF
Dalia radiante
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Metro de Estocolmo - HWW
Montes de León
Plaza San Nicolás (Algorta)
Un asiento muy concurrido - HBM
Centro Niemeyer
Erandio Goikoa - HFF
Teatro Palacio Valdés
La tormenta acecha - HWW
Aviles en la noche
A todo color - HBM
Palacio Real de Estocolmo - HFF
San Gimignano - Torre Grossa
Pared trasera de frontón. - HWW
Visión del valle
Gustav Adolfs torg - HBM
Lindo atardecer en Estocolmo
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Splendors of Nature / In memory of Marie-claire Gallet
Splendors of Nature / In memory of Marie-claire Gallet
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Bonne et agréable fin de soirée.
The foliage follow him, leaf and stem;
But a sleep oppresses them as they go,
And they end by bidding them as they go,
And they end by bidding him stay with them.
Since ever they flung abroad in spring
The leaves had promised themselves this flight,
Who now would fain seek sheltering wall,
Or thicket, or hollow place for the night.
And now they answer his summoning blast
With an ever vaguer and vaguer stir,
Or at utmost a little reluctant whirl
That drops them no further than where they were.
I only hope that when I am free
As they are free to go in quest
Of the knowledge beyond the bounds of life
It may not seem better to me to rest.
~ Robert Frost (Misgivings)
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