Monday 27 May 2013

and she wore red that day...





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  1. oh, the contrast with these stones!! incredibly beautiful, like a burst of red flowers growing from the gray rock :-)

    i am so happy for you, that you were able to go and to see these things :-)

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    1. especially in kyoto, one can still see kimonos at every street corner, otherwise it is not so easy :-)

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  2. eine so reine und zarte welt, ich verstehe deine freude, da gewesen zu sein, nur zu gut...!
    ein lieber gruss aus dem seichten nebel, der das leben nach und nach, auf eine ungeheure :-) weise, zum vorschein kommen lässt. renée

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    1. und heute hatten wir einen Sommersturm, ganz gewaltig und so frisch - und danach Sonne und die wunderschoensten Wolken!
      eine naechtliche Umarmung :-)

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  3. This too, beautiful contrasts! :: smiling ::

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  4. hello my beautiful friend,I love this extravagant sensuous potrayal of the kimono under a brilliant sun that strikes the stone wall and the concealed beauty of her soul.
    like James I think it is wonderful that you have had this rich spiritual experience. thankyou for sharing ♥.
    love and hugs

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    1. yes, concealed under the umbrella, but visible in the blooming of her dress :-)
      i think i am really blessed to have been able to know this world.

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  5. acelea sa fie buzele bujorilor celor mareti?:)cum indulcesc ei orice impietrire,nu,si ma intreb,din nou,privirea ei spre stanca sau pur si simplu bujorii o strapung?...sa fie doar florile albe,in acelasi timp? iata o imagine grea de sugestii si posibilitati,la fel de egale,la fel de incredibile:)

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    1. da, şi eu cred că sunt bujorii!!! :-) de fapt erau doua fete, eu am tăiat aşa, mi s-a părut mai misterios. dar o să o postez pe cealaltă pentru noi.

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  6. ahh, the contrast, the contrast!
    marvelous!

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  7. fara sa citesc comentariile, m-am intrebat, 'sunt aceia bujori oare?'
    iar apoi am stiut, daca toate credeam acelasi lucru pesemne ca este adevarat. orice floare devine bujor atunci cand ii ceri asta.

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