Photos, videos and docs of Dinesh, with the keywords: "Michigan"

Brook

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Wed, 19 Jun 2013 10:29:12 +0000

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Meadow

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Sun, 04 Aug 2013 00:28:04 +0000

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When I die and you, meadow,
Become something strange to me,
There will be better meadows
For the better self I'll be.

And the flowers that are beautiful
In the fields I see down here
Will be stars of many colors
In the vast fields there.

And perhaps my heart, seeing
That other nature, more natural
Than the vision that fooled us
Into thinking it was real,

Will, like a bird at last alighting
On a branch, look back and recall
This flight of existence
As nothing at all.

~ Fernando Pessoa

White

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Sun, 04 Aug 2013 01:06:38 +0000

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Dawn

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Sun, 05 Jul 2015 13:21:04 +0000

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"Faith is the bird that feels the light when the dawn is still dark"

~ Rabindranath Tagore

Cheavy 1939

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Sat, 15 Jun 2013 19:04:45 +0000

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Autumn Leaves

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Tue, 20 Aug 2013 16:42:37 +0000

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Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, lie strewn around me here;
Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, how sad, how cold, how drear!
How like the hopes of childhood's day,
Thick clust'ring on the bough!
How like those hopes in their decay—
How faded are they now!
Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, lie strewn around me here;
Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, how sad, how cold, how drear!

Wither'd leaves, wither'd leaves, that fly before the gale:
Withered leaves, withered leaves, ye tell a mournful tale,
Of love once true, and friends once kind,
And happy moments fled:
Dispersed by every breath of wind,
Forgotten, changed, or dead!
Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, lie strewn around me here!
Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, how sad, how cold, how drear!

~ Charles Dickens

The heron

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Sat, 15 Jun 2013 21:57:16 +0000

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The heron stands in water where the swamp
Has deepened to the blackness of a pool,
Or balances with one leg on a hump
Or marsh grass heaped above a muskrat hole.

He walks the shallow with an antic grace.
The great feet break the ridges of the sand,
The long eye notes the minnow's hiding place.
His beak is quicker than a human hand.

He jerks a frog across his bony lip,
Then points his heavy bill above the wood.
The wide wings flap but once to lift him up.
A single ripple starts from where he stood.

"The Heron" ~ Theodore Roetheke

In a green world

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Wed, 14 Aug 2013 11:22:03 +0000

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Flew off

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Fri, 21 Jun 2013 12:54:29 +0000

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Dandalion / Taraxacum officinale.

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Sun, 21 Sep 2025 00:52:17 +0000

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"Dandalion" is a common misspelling of dandelion, a widely known flowering plant with a history of use in traditional medicine for various ailments, including liver, digestion, and skin health, with potential antioxidant and anti-inflammatory properties. It can also refer to a specific person, like country music DJ Dandalion Seese, or a fictional character, such as Daniel Dandalion, from the anime Rakudai Kishi no Eiyuutan.

Ford

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Mon, 17 Jun 2013 17:45:22 +0000

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nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Fri, 31 Jan 2025 16:18:20 +0000

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It has been raining for a whole month and I lie in bed in the morning like one drunk or ill, refusing to get up. Suddenly I hear a chorus of birds announcing a clear day. Quickly I pull aside the curtain, push open a window and see the beautiful sun shining and glistening and the forest looks like it's having a bath. Ah, is this not happiness?

Brush

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Mon, 17 Jun 2013 17:55:20 +0000

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Cardinal

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Sun, 21 Jul 2013 18:46:42 +0000

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Mushroom

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Mon, 19 Oct 2020 20:47:20 +0000

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Overnight, very
Whitely, discreetly,
Very quietly

Our toes, our noses
Take hold on the loam,
Acquire the air.

Nobody sees us,
Stops us, betrays us;
The small grains make room.

Soft fists insist on
Heaving the needles,
The leafy bedding,

Even the paving.
Our hammers, our rams,
Earless and eyeless,

Perfectly voiceless,
Widen the crannies,
Shoulder through holes. We

Diet on water,
On crumbs of shadow,
Bland-mannered, asking

Little or nothing.
So many of us!
So many of us!

We are shelves, we are
Tables, we are meek,
We are edible,

Nudgers and shovers
In spite of ourselves.
Our kind multiplies:

We shall by morning
Inherit the earth.
Our foot's in the door.

~Syliva Plath

...and then he looked at me....

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Mon, 06 Mar 2017 12:53:56 +0000

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still....stay put...!

He was sitting on a branch more than 150 ft., away from the backyard door, I just opened it without sound to photograph, but he heard he so slight sound!!

Dusk in Winter

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Sun, 04 Aug 2013 10:10:08 +0000

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The sun sets in the cold without friends
Without reproaches after all it has done for us
It goes down believing in nothing
When it has gone I hear the stream running after it
It has brought its flute it is a long way

"Dusk in Winter" ~ G.S.Merwin

A fence

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Thu, 03 Nov 2016 20:10:02 +0000

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A good neighbor is a fellow who smiles at you over the back fence, but doesn't climb over it.

~ Arthur Baer

Windy summer day

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Fri, 04 Nov 2016 16:34:10 +0000

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Gold Finch

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Tue, 11 Jun 2013 17:32:17 +0000

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