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I'ved missed you, friends of G+! I hope all is well on your end. 
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Hope you are doing well

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A King of the Jungle writes:

I can feel your love in the breeze, 
Every single day. 
I can feel your warmth in the wind, 
And there is only one thing I can say. 
I love you too, 
And I always want to be with you. 
I know you can't hear me, 
So I send it back with a light breeze. 
Sometimes, I worry because I don't feel the wind, 
But the next day, I can put my mind at ease. 
'Cause the wind is blowing twice as hard, 
And I know I'll always be in your heart.

Hope you all are having a great start to a long weekend!  
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Dear Kab ! Happy birthday to you ! I wish all the best for you on such a special day ! Thank you for your wonderful pictures and stories you shared and will share with us ! Many hugs from Crimea ! <3

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I remember succinctly my first Easter Choir performance. I was about 8 yo. My Sunday school class and I marched unto the stage clothed in white bed sheets carrying a palm in each of our right little hand, waving it high in the air. We chanted and sang "Hear the bells ringing, they're singing Christ is risen from the dead" in off key voices. I had only been in the States for just a little over a month, but for some kind of a miracle, I sang along in perfect haromny and in broken English too. LOL

And oh, what joy and glee our parents as our audience had on their face. 

Happy Easter, everyone!
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I recently received a message from a long-separated friend who found me online. She wrote:

“You know, it's funny you think you know a person, and then get such a wonderfully pleasant surprise --- like your writing. I have no idea you're a writer, and you do it so beautifully.”

The truth is that --- I didn't know I was a "writer" many years ago. In fact, my English Comp final grade was a C . It wasn't until my life took an unexpected turn in 1999 that I discovered online journaling. Through the might of the written voice (aka the keyboard), I found inspiration and passion to heal, dream, and live again. 

While there are some cherished thoughts to always hold dear and near, there are stories within each and every one of us to be shared. It's when we bare our souls, exposing that vulnerable part of our individuality, that others are drawn to the magic we possess in our heart.
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So beautiful, +Kab Yaj - 

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I'm typically a nice and approachable person so I make friends easily...though I keep very few close friends.  

I see this woman on the bus on and off.  We engaged in a few genial exchanges and are nothing more than just commuting comraderies.  I don't even know her name.  

Last night, after we both got off the bus and while I waited for my transfer, she arrogantly approached and chided me for being the rudest person she has ever encountered.  Her reason being that each time she looks my way, I don't acknowledge her or reciprocate, that I'm always turning away.  

I apologized and expounded that I was not aware of my action.  She, high on her horse and snoot in the air, retorted, "Well, you were rude," and stormed off.    

I admit, there are times I just do not want to be bothered.  I encase myself from my surrounding and become oblivious.  My action is not a reflection of you, so don't take it so personally if I don't return the gesture.  My philosophy in life is...if I know I'm not wrong, yet I apologized and accepted your erring opinion of me graciously, then I'm not going to let your beleaguering chain me to microscope myself.  

Have a great Thursday!
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+Kab Yaj  she was rude to say you were rude. and points one finger at you and she has  how many pointing back at her ? LOL

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Hi friends and all,

My good friend +Joe Bodego  has an awesome project coming up and we both would appreciate it if you can help spread the word by sharing this post. You can click on the link to learn more about his project. Thank you!
What is Cinemactor: Cinemactor is an entertainment module where people choose Movie or Television clips, the clips are shown to the audience then performed by the individual or individuals. How it works: You choose from a library of movie clips typically online or at the venue, ...

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They say you will never know your mother's maternal love for you until you reach a certain age in life. 

When she dropped me off at the airport, I saw the sorrow in her eyes; the sadness of sending one of her own off to an unknown place far from her loving reach. We had our dear mother-daughter moment. Before I stepped out to retrieve my luggage from the trunk, she grabbed my arm and handed me a white envelope. She said, "I have been saving this ever since I knew you were leaving. It's not much, but I hope it helps a little with food."

I didn't come from privileged background, but what humble beginnings I had; I owe it all to my parents. Through hard toiling and labor, they always made sure that their children's needs are met before theirs. And since the death of my dad, my mom has gone far and beyond putting the five of us first. I owe my mom my life because she gave me life and at her age, she still continues to give me life.

There is no question why we reserve the second Sunday of May to celebrate Mother's Day. A mother is the most influential person in her children's lives. Who do we run to when we scrape our knees from falling off the bike? Who do we ask for waking from a nightmare? And why do we always look for mom when we're looking in the refrigerator? It's simple really. She breathes in us a sense of growing comfort that no matter what happens to us, what we've been through, or wherever we are, she is there and near if we called on her.

So I salute all the endearing mothers out there. Thank you for being just the way you are, a loving mother above all else.
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Just say WoW to this photo ! Very impressive !

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Hi Friends, rarely do I solicit things for myself, but if I put a coffee book together of my images, would anyone be interested in supporting me (granted that some images you may have seen)? You can reply to my post here or send me a private message of your thought(s). 

Thank you.
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you have your own way.. i like your work.. you generally capture photographs in soft colors and mild light.. its beautiful always.

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Crows are known as pests for their constant, loud, and raucous cawing and mischievous nature. They have an affinity to plague farmers' fields and are regularly shot for despoiling crops and seedlings. 

One early June morning, while sitting out on the deck of my mother's house, I saw in her little corner patch of small neatly divided rows of garden vegetables, a flock of crows were picking at the sprouts from one row to the other.  Despite her cleverly crafted Scarecrows of dangling aluminum cans, the effort failed. Standing not able to watch her hard work being ravaged, I stormed to ward off the crows, but stopped dead in my quest.  Given that my mom's vegetable patch was nestled under a huge pine tree giving it coverage from the morning sun, in the middle of a cilantro patch, I saw the most beautiful bird with feathers made of black lacquer. I marveled at its iridescent coat of down and questioned why the others' were so ordinary. As I looked around, I noticed that the bird was sitting in a ray of sunshine diffusing through the pine branches. As it sat in the beam of sunlight, it just shone. 

Often times, we see others who are not of our likelihood as we see these crows.  We don’t particularly like them not because they are different, but because we are blinded by our own ignorance and antipathy to accept change.  We subjugate them as second rate human beings and steer clear of them.  However, as I see beauty in the crow, as does God see beauty in them, the meagers.  They may not be the most admired, accepted, popular, respected, and well-liked of people, but they are still children of God, and even more importantly, made in His image. When God created the bird, He saw that it was good.  When God created man, He saw that it was very good. Just like the crow I saw that morning, we also have a tendency to shine when we bask ourselves in the rays of the Son.
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I've never understand why things like racism or wars in the name of religion only explanation therefor...good things are not possible without bad things...
Everybody should be able to live like he wants to...
My opinion...people cannot be satisfied with that what they have...they always want more...or it has to be better.
"What should the neighbours think"...uhhh...if I already hear this sentence...
Ohh...sorry...I run out of the subject...;-)

By the way...I like crows and raven...I know people they are less intelligent like these birds ;-)

...and...I like your picture style...very tender...

Happy Easter for you...if you celebrate...

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beautiful self portrait.
An ordinary person living in an extraordinary world...vicariously through the lens.
Hi! I am just your average and very ordinary kind of a person. One day, I woke up and felt an intense desire to shoot something or someone; so much that I am now armed - with a digital SLR. Here, you will find bits and pieces to my photography. Though still an amateur, I do enjoy a variety of genre ranging from microscoping the effervescent morning dew to still-framing that sulfuric glow as the sun descends into the horizon. However, my all time is telling stories through candid, intimate, and unobtrusive moments shared by two lovers, a circle of friends, or engaging family members. I shoot mainly with natural light, but would love to dabble with off-camera flash. So with that said, sit back and hang on tight because we are going on a light chasing adventure. <3 Kab P.s. If you have any questions, comments, suggestions, or even criticisms that will help hone me into a better photographer, feel free to contact me. I would love to hear from you. P.s.s. Please, respect that my images are All Rights Reserved and may not be used for any intended purpose without my prior consent. If you would like to use any of my images, kindly send me a request and I will try to accommodate you. Thank you.
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