Zdravka
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My little corner of hobby photos and random ramblings
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Between the lines
is where the truth
tends to hide…
is where the truth
tends to hide…
December 2, 2025 at 7:38 AM
Between the lines
is where the truth
tends to hide…
is where the truth
tends to hide…
Solitude
is the quiet road within…
is the quiet road within…
November 29, 2025 at 5:45 AM
Solitude
is the quiet road within…
is the quiet road within…
The mirror…
Sometimes the universe doesn’t give us a miracle but it gives us a mirror, so we can face what we’ve forgotten along the way…
…so we can face our shadow…
Sometimes the universe doesn’t give us a miracle but it gives us a mirror, so we can face what we’ve forgotten along the way…
…so we can face our shadow…
November 28, 2025 at 6:11 AM
The mirror…
Sometimes the universe doesn’t give us a miracle but it gives us a mirror, so we can face what we’ve forgotten along the way…
…so we can face our shadow…
Sometimes the universe doesn’t give us a miracle but it gives us a mirror, so we can face what we’ve forgotten along the way…
…so we can face our shadow…
Tentacles reaching the sky,
where form dissolves
into thought…
where form dissolves
into thought…
November 25, 2025 at 7:18 AM
Tentacles reaching the sky,
where form dissolves
into thought…
where form dissolves
into thought…
We are fragile
in so many ways…
in so many ways…
November 24, 2025 at 8:58 AM
We are fragile
in so many ways…
in so many ways…
Let the moment drift past,
completing its quiet flow
through us…
completing its quiet flow
through us…
November 22, 2025 at 1:41 PM
Let the moment drift past,
completing its quiet flow
through us…
completing its quiet flow
through us…
The mushroom that wanted to be a flower…
November 20, 2025 at 5:54 AM
The mushroom that wanted to be a flower…
“I have no philosophy,
I have senses…”
~ Fernando Pessoa
I have senses…”
~ Fernando Pessoa
November 19, 2025 at 7:34 AM
“I have no philosophy,
I have senses…”
~ Fernando Pessoa
I have senses…”
~ Fernando Pessoa
Stillness on a foggy morning…
November 17, 2025 at 5:48 AM
Stillness on a foggy morning…
On a soft blanket of darkness…
October 29, 2025 at 8:08 PM
On a soft blanket of darkness…
How often do we forget about the simple things and we take them for granted, until they become background noise?
Everything can change in an instant. Gratitude keeps us awake to what matters…
Everything can change in an instant. Gratitude keeps us awake to what matters…
October 27, 2025 at 6:01 AM
How often do we forget about the simple things and we take them for granted, until they become background noise?
Everything can change in an instant. Gratitude keeps us awake to what matters…
Everything can change in an instant. Gratitude keeps us awake to what matters…
The Raven and his Moon,
bound by silence,
speaking in shadows…
bound by silence,
speaking in shadows…
October 26, 2025 at 8:49 PM
The Raven and his Moon,
bound by silence,
speaking in shadows…
bound by silence,
speaking in shadows…
Miracles on the forest floor…
October 25, 2025 at 5:44 AM
Miracles on the forest floor…
Bloom wherever you are planted…
October 24, 2025 at 9:09 AM
Bloom wherever you are planted…
Drifting into the fire,
not to burn,
but to be reborn in light…
not to burn,
but to be reborn in light…
October 23, 2025 at 2:31 PM
Drifting into the fire,
not to burn,
but to be reborn in light…
not to burn,
but to be reborn in light…
"Life can only be understood backwards, but it must be lived forwards."
~ Søren Kierkegaard
#rosewednesday
~ Søren Kierkegaard
#rosewednesday
October 22, 2025 at 4:17 AM
"Life can only be understood backwards, but it must be lived forwards."
~ Søren Kierkegaard
#rosewednesday
~ Søren Kierkegaard
#rosewednesday
The fragility of moments -
how easily they fade,
how deeply they stay…
how easily they fade,
how deeply they stay…
October 21, 2025 at 1:30 PM
The fragility of moments -
how easily they fade,
how deeply they stay…
how easily they fade,
how deeply they stay…
Change is in the air…
October 20, 2025 at 4:36 PM
Change is in the air…
The path unknown,
where time folds softly
and silence speaks in riddles…
where time folds softly
and silence speaks in riddles…
October 17, 2025 at 7:50 PM
The path unknown,
where time folds softly
and silence speaks in riddles…
where time folds softly
and silence speaks in riddles…
Even the brightest stars are paling with time…
October 16, 2025 at 6:04 AM
Even the brightest stars are paling with time…
When the sky
sank into the lake…
sank into the lake…
October 14, 2025 at 7:03 PM
When the sky
sank into the lake…
sank into the lake…