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Reflections and Photografy

Welcome girls!

Lately I find myself thinking about when I started to "post", the cause ...
and what it means to me "blogging".

The subtitle of my blog mentions has existed for many months:

MY PASSION MY LIFE

In fact, looking at my post I have been faithful to this ... more or less ...
because my life, my passions are so much more .......

I spoke with a dear friend, she too feels the same things ... constantly changing situations in everyday life as the web,
sometimes evolve further retreat ...

I can not find the time as a time to devote to my favorite blogs ... I can not comment on them all.

I understand that this is no pleasure, I apologize to you ... (I try to reciprocate, even though over time)
feel the same too ... I find that to devote some free time to blog and host ...
that best represent this moment in my tastes,
my passions, states' mind ...
and maybe they do not spin at all :)... I also happen to you to get attached to friends "bloggher "?...

One thing is clear to me right from 'beginning ... feel free to post without stress,
to publish what I like, my everyday life, My thoughts, my photos, my creative hobbies ...
the bottom is not my blog?!

And as often happens, I live a series of coincidences, signs of fate or of attractions ...

yes, I believe certain things, people ... "Do you find" the right time,

thanks to a kind of antennas of emotions ... it is not beautiful?
!

Sharing is a big deal, as well as internet blogs are also important for this ...

not forget that behind the pc c 'is a real woman ... with my own fears, doubts ...

mothers, wives, daughters, sisters, friends ... Women!

There are women with a higher gear, I admire the determination, for the time and the work for you to devote their dreams, projects, skills, dispositions are realized ...

to all ... thanks!

I found this poem, I find

is beautiful here ... the public not to lose but especially for share it with my friends!

Time is too slow for those who wait,

too fast for those who fear,

too long for those who mourn,

too short for those who rejoices,

but for those who love,

time is eternity.

This post was created by the infinite thoughts that dwell in my little head, whether it is better
a blog niche, whether it is better this or that 'more ...
overcome shyness if the bottom has not been a great find ... if trust is good, it's better not to trust ...
if, if, if ...... who knows that is not the fault of the wind ...!

For this post I chose to publish photos of the ring as the American spring
c 'is always in need of softness and spring!

Lovely Home is Anna.

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I'm back ... American Doughnut Recipe

Incorporates the pan-specific, higher than usual for donuts .-

Mount And Blade Defeat Race

Winter's song # 10 Black and White.

Yesterday I saw this film. The film lends itself well to reflect on racism, what has yet to do and think about a possible especially true integration between whites and blacks, taking into account the views of both parties. Too bad that everything is trivialized by a history of betrayal.
Postscript: Although I love Fabio Volo unconditionally, as the actor in full bloom! He does not know acting and I wonder why they continue to choose!
you, Aissa Maiga, beautiful, refined .... a Stangoni that leaves you open-mouthed, and with envy him. L 'but not Angiolini I had no effect, which is worse. However I think the
Comencini could strive a little more.

Fin Help With Cervical Mucus

Of that your smile, your name

not even sleep at night and fail to cover,
of your beauty that suddenly comes into your heart

es'infrange
in My tired eyes,
never remove.
Of that your play,
sweet as summer fruit,
fill my joy, the fresh spring blossoms

on your face, like the flower that has always tried
, trembling
reverb of your dreams that stain my
sighs
never remove.
of your words
subtle caresses of your growing
attached to my life, many of

leave footprints on the beach of my soul,
like pearls of the necklace of the sea, never remove
.
Remove from the air, light, my silence, but
your stay here ever, ever
your love, you never

for I will die, because I do not know more

dissolve as the tears with more
the depths of my "I love you."