tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90787455678924382932024-02-21T11:13:09.517+02:00FreshlySqueezedSharon-Marrelieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16664414747880473396noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078745567892438293.post-6937207471216744642011-07-17T22:19:00.002+03:002011-07-17T22:42:36.109+03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Missing</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><img alt="Tumblr_lo7joabqxe1qb78ego1_500_large" class="img" id="main_image" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11882470/tumblr_lo7joaBqxe1qb78ego1_500_large.jpg?1310456033" /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "><img alt="Baloon-bear-girl-nature-nubhebhe-trees-favim.com-93043_large" class="img" id="main_image" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11563958/baloon-bear-girl-nature-nubhebhe-trees-Favim.com-93043_large.jpg?1309776674" /></span><img alt="53568389_wipe5mrp_c_large" class="img" id="main_image" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11850941/53568389_wIpe5mRP_c_large.jpg?1310395251" /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><img alt="Tumblr_l2l7a2gid21qb7tgoo1_500_large" class="img" id="main_image" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/2283401/tumblr_l2l7a2GID21qb7tgoo1_500_large.jpg?1274162769" /></span></b><img alt="Tumblr_l2efnvdys41qc0p9to1_500_large" class="img" id="main_image" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/2266875/tumblr_l2efnvDYs41qc0p9to1_500_large.jpg?1274038249" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">I've been thinking recently that maybe to miss someone shouldn't be thought of through the pain that it causes but what it represents. If we are able to miss someone so deeply that it hurts then we are so incredibly lucky that they are in our lives... physically, emotionally or spiritually. I always find myself in a constant state of 'missing' as I am never in driving distance from all the people I love, but who is now days? when I stop and think about it I find that I am really one of the luckiest people around to have little pieces of me spread all over the planet! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div>Sharon-Marrelieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16664414747880473396noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078745567892438293.post-26731328639377050512011-07-09T16:01:00.006+03:002011-07-09T16:55:23.333+03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><b>Lego Men</b></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaUKENJ9rJlVW42lUemy75XLlyc9MUMiw1u3jTd569m39W0D89rxFypYRvS99inV_HgUbOxhhXAa8cTKSVEQeVoQu3bNNCocjFzh5fbabgQKLJ6NVTcgFtCOUvix3Oto1ED_k7W4v_3EY/s1600/P7020162.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvXl26LsEFQXKPmClPacYBxhEiBAFiEJ3EUwDUsrwWhkP5KLrGwfakMxw2w-km8lGt2dldky1jS1XqzUB0OZEXr4ZWBIQFUBw4NbBFjHPltG3rk9f2cr1HPiRt5EC4q_x96DQElGEtRD0/s400/P6130064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627344730651062322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; " /></div><img alt="20090521143033" class="img" id="main_image" src="http://legacyentries.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/20090521143033.jpg" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4kmHGAJq02hZJyVVZQ91gnfpN6rLQkepj66booqXayYyNYtDiykDABWcPCFm-HZgNkKSc87z3TaHM4pHeObcAWZiJMr2X0wcLmLIqJ4efx-J7b0-xVTxM0zEV5t8P5Nxk4jR08TzpGl8/s1600/P7020153.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4kmHGAJq02hZJyVVZQ91gnfpN6rLQkepj66booqXayYyNYtDiykDABWcPCFm-HZgNkKSc87z3TaHM4pHeObcAWZiJMr2X0wcLmLIqJ4efx-J7b0-xVTxM0zEV5t8P5Nxk4jR08TzpGl8/s400/P7020153.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627337661580976402" /></a><div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="Tumblr_lnmfvdvx041qahpfco1_500_large" class="img" id="main_image" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11695920/tumblr_lnmfvdvx041qahpfco1_500_large.jpg?1310047035" /></div><div><div> </div><div><br /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaUKENJ9rJlVW42lUemy75XLlyc9MUMiw1u3jTd569m39W0D89rxFypYRvS99inV_HgUbOxhhXAa8cTKSVEQeVoQu3bNNCocjFzh5fbabgQKLJ6NVTcgFtCOUvix3Oto1ED_k7W4v_3EY/s400/P7020162.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627345760068386578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; " /></div><div> Do you ever think that we are all just little lego men in someones big game....? I think my player needs to add a few more games at the moment and maybe take me on a holiday...or let me be Harry Potter for a day!!!! </div><div>I've also been thinking lately, why do we give ourselves so many borders and rules? We stop ourselves so often from just acting on instinct because we're scared of all the 'possible' consequences... but honestly nothing so bad will happen if we bring home another kitten, spend a little too much money, paint on the walls or stay in bed for a day.</div><div><br /></div></div></div>Sharon-Marrelieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16664414747880473396noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078745567892438293.post-67201276014751360622011-06-16T15:40:00.003+03:002014-10-09T13:07:51.879+03:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBiRxjUDq7RknO0isW84T42OVhvb5E2PH-yoRUZnropAk6ComxwoOoN9vgKoZpUmgPBWuYEgWdH3ai-6WSR5alEVBQ-Pic1HDujdIEvaFmPpQkn4dAiSR3h1274ebt_tIJLLFa90kj0HY/s1600/P6130013.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBiRxjUDq7RknO0isW84T42OVhvb5E2PH-yoRUZnropAk6ComxwoOoN9vgKoZpUmgPBWuYEgWdH3ai-6WSR5alEVBQ-Pic1HDujdIEvaFmPpQkn4dAiSR3h1274ebt_tIJLLFa90kj0HY/s320/P6130013.JPG" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617727544222787650" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">a small collection of images from back corners of TelAviv. Recently I have found my self at the bottom of a very uninspired pit and decided that enough is enough, the world is so full of inspiration, and beauty its about time I opened my eyes. This is a fresh start to a brand new exciting, colourful and inspired fairytale in my life.</span></span></div>
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