The very resilient Emperor Penguins experience one of the harshest climates of all in Antarctica.
Weekly Photo Challenge: Resilient
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Soldier’s Eyes
Jack Savoretti
Lately I’ve been wondering what’s been going on
I’ve been here before but I don’t remember when
And every time we get to where we’re entering
I feel my beliefs and hopes surrendering
But I know I’ll be coming home soon
And yes
I know that I’ll be coming home soon
‘Cause like the enemies that we are battling
I am nothing but a human alien
Left with nothing else but to keep wandering
Down this path whilst stopping my hands trembling
Because I know that I’ll be coming home soon
And yes
I know that I’ll be coming home soon with a soldier’s eyes
With a soldier’s eyes
With a soldier’s eyes
With a soldier’s eyes
I’ve seen inside the devil’s dreams where young men die
And graveyards open up their arms for mothers left to cry
I have seen the bleeding and I hate what we’ve done
But just like every other fool I’ll keep marching on
Because I know that I’ll be coming home soon
And yes
I know, that I’ll be coming home soon with a soldier’s eyes
With a soldier’s eyes
With a soldier’s eyes
With a soldier’s eyes
“Part of the problem with the word 'disabilities' is that it immediately suggests an inability to see or hear or walk or do other things that many of us take for granted. But what of people who can't feel? Or talk about their feelings? Or manage their feelings in constructive ways? What of people who aren't able to form close and strong relationships? And people who cannot find fulfillment in their lives, or those who have lost hope, who live in disappointment and bitterness and find in life no joy, no love? These, it seems to me, are the real disabilities.”
― Fred McFeely Rogers
The World According to Mister Rogers: Important Things to Remember
Even overweight, cats instinctively know the cardinal rule:
when fat, arrange yourself in slim poses.
John Weitz
“The difference between a path and a road is not only the obvious one. A path is little more than a habit that comes with knowledge of a place. It is a sort of ritual of familiarity. As a form, it is a form of contact with a known landscape. It is not destructive. It is the perfect adaptation, through experience and familiarity, of movement to place; it obeys the natural contours; such obstacles as it meets it goes around.” ― Wendell Berry, The Art of the Commonplace: The Agrarian Essays
Weekly Photo Challenge: Path
“I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come round, as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys.”
— Charles Dickens 🎄
“Christmas Eve traditions vary across countries. In France, Christmas is a time to connect with family, exchange gifts with loved ones, and attend the Midnight Mass. Kids put shoes near the fireplace so that Papa Noël leaves gifts behind. In Russia, Christmas is celebrated on January 7, as per the Orthodox calendar. Russians celebrate Christmas by having a family dinner, and meeting up with friends and family. Christmas in Italy is one long celebration, starting from December 24, that is Christmas Eve, going right up to January 6, the Epiphany. Nativity scenes, Christmas lights and decorations, traditional costumes, and feasting dominate the scene.” — Simran Khurana 🎄
“Blessed is the season, which engages the whole world in a conspiracy of love.”
— Hamilton Wright Mabi
“You are fettered,” said Scrooge, trembling. “Tell me why?”
“I wear the chain I forged in life,” replied the Ghost. “I made it link by link, and yard by yard;
I girded it on of my own free will, and of my own free will I wore it.”
― Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol
“If little else, the brain is an educational toy.
The problem with possessing such an engaging toy is that other people want to play with it, too. Sometime they'd rather play with yours than theirs. Or they object if you play with yours in a different manner from the way they play with theirs. The result is, a few games out of a toy department of possibilities are universally and endlessly repeated. If you don't play some people's game, they say that you have "lost your marbles," not recognizing that, while Chinese checkers is indeed a fine pastime, a person may also play dominoes, chess, strip poker, tiddlywinks, drop-the-soap or Russian roulette with his brain.”
― Tom Robbins, Even Cowgirls Get the Blues
Maverick Mist 