It being the tongue, obviously.

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A young man from France went out for a jog.He ran every day, come rain, shine or fog.He jogged through the ‘hood,He jogged through the wood.Until he stopped – ‘cause he’d met a hog. Laughing Along with a Limerick: Jog
And then I saw a slow worm on the path. I brought my camera down to its level, trying to get a good photo and …

… off it went!

The Cosmic Photo Challenge: Movement
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Monday Window

This is Blessing. We met him only briefly one afternoon at the Princess Alice Adoption Home in Johannesburg more than 30 years ago. But I immediately thought of him – and all of the other babies or adults with typical African names that sound not necessarily weird but unusual to European ears.
I met more than one Beauty and a couple of Precious’ (women) and one Passmore and one Wisdom. Currently I have a new student in my class from Nigeria, she’s called Favour.
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Cropping. I started taking photos when it was still analog. Framing a shot was a necessary for amateur photographers without access to a dark room. These habits are hard to break. However, sometimes I cannot get in a proper position or I’m walking with others … Continue reading Photos from Crete