Merry Christmas
Thursday, December 24, 2009
How Many Connections Can A Router Handle
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These are the questions I go through your head in recent months. Each of us have talents that can bear fruit if cultivated, satisfaction and personal fulfillment. So why not overthrow the table and throw in the adventure of their lives? By force of will and determination I am sure you can realize your dreams.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Lethal Tamazapan Dose
the track of life
The reenactment of that Translated from Bassano del Grappa (VI ) and came across the Valsugana Levico Terme (TN) was an opportunity to photograph an old steam locomotive wrapped in his cloud of dust and smoke.
See it than slowly puffing saliva on the track was definitely exciting. Today we live in an era where winning comes first or who deserves more accelerator
think that until the middle of last century was traveling at this pace is definitely thinking.
think that until the middle of last century was traveling at this pace is definitely thinking.
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Soaking Oatmeal Overnight
Flashback
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Last Saturday I planned a trip to Venice, hoping to find a few people, and resigned to not finding the 'high water. I had always dreamed of photographing Venice in these conditions and I never thought of doing it Saturday.
A complete surprise, we thought the sun, after an afternoon break is gray and gloomy reappeared at the Venetian palaces fiery sunset for about 15 minutes and staining the sky as it rarely happens.
thank the friends who accompanied me for the wonderful day and thank Piera who with his precious advice makes me discover a different Venice every time! To see the complete gallery click here
! Monday, December 7, 2009
What Organisations Help People In Need
A dream come true
alpine chough is a bird with black plumage of the family of crows. Is distinguished by its yellow bill and feet orange-red. He lives above 1500 m above sea level and can go up to 4000. It can be approached by the man and it is not uncommon to see him wander in flocks in the vicinity of the huts in search of food.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Invitation For Gruhapravesh
grackle
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The forest is a magical place. During the winter, everything looks dead, barren desert, but towards the end of January in the sunnier slopes sticking primroses and violets, then explodes the spring, where every branch sprouts and then the summer rich in fruit of all kinds followed the fall in a myriad of colors. It's the magic of the woods. We respect the forest because it is the air we breathe and forests depends very much on our future.
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Small Speech On Anniversary In Company
I happened to pass through a field where I had passed dozens of times and find myself in front of a lake large enough to use 15 minutes to turn around. You would think, "What's wrong?"
The photo was taken April 26, 2009 in the Plain of Marcesina in the Plateau of Asiago (VI). Than You see, the following Sunday had been little more than a puddle. What's
Marcesina The plain is a large expanse of meadows surrounded by pine forests and rich pastures for summer pasture. The environment is largely unspoiled and offers spectacular scenery especially for those who love landscape photography.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Condoms In Gas Stations
The forest The lake that there 'This is my mountain
the work week is too long, too short weekend. Trapped in the daily routine constantly feel the call of the mountain.
Sit down and listen to the silence, observing the passing of the clouds, losing track of time to reflect and find himself.
Mine is not the mountain of VIP, the lifts, walk with the Jeep. Mine is a difficult mountain to reach, yet unspoiled, visited by few where you you may not see a soul, where man has not taken over. 's why I'm for a bit of time, run away, I go to the mountains in search of a little 'lonely. Accompanied by my faithful friend, my camera, because nature offers spectacular moments to immortalize. does not matter if the place is the same. Every time it looks different or the changing of the seasons or the weather or the passage of a wild animal. And then there's the forest alive but immobile, with its colors and sounds. Each tree has a story to tell. As we climb, the forest thins out and meet solitary trees. Monuments of nature reaching for the sky like hands asking for help.
This is my mountain, this is my life we \u200b\u200btoo often give up to make way for so many useless things. When I'm up there I wonder if all this in a sense. A few days ago I quoted a sentence from a book by Mauro Corona which I believe contains many truths, "Affan to elbowing to be first, to have more, to seek wealth, resulting in life is wasted by fools" .
That evening I wrote enough. It's late and I go to bed. Tomorrow I have a lot of things to do ... and maybe I'll find time to do what I like.
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