#morocco countryside

[yeesiine]

Lbled!

#Moroccan tea #Morocco #countryside #lbled #sky #view #nature

[heartxpirate]

#tfstuff #morocco #countryside

[mothmiso]

Long Ago In Morocco With Color - Volubilis (2) (3) by marcus neal

#road stretching out #garden #countryside #ruins #mountains #landscape #flowers #1970s #morocco

[breathtakingdestinations]

Atlas - Morocco (by Thomas Edwards)

#Atlas #Morocco #Africa #Afrika #Mountains #Rural #Countryside #Photography #Travelling #Traveling #Travel #Tourism #Holiday #Urlaub #Reisen

[maslimanny]

A tour in the countryside

#morocco #countryside

[0mega-x]

My dad's cousin, from the countryside, to me : So are you learning to drive or are you following you grandma's tradition ?

Me, who lives in the fucking parisian suburb : 😃

#yes there is a “”tradition“” #neither my grandma nor my dad drive #my grandma likes walking and my dad has a bicycle and can complete with public transports bc we're around paris #my family is in the countryside tho so it's understandable they need cars #but like bc my closest family members who have cars are both all the way in morocco #let's just say i've been raised without cars.... #....hence driving seems like such a distant concept to me 😭 #mes blogs

[postcard-from-the-past]

Sourcing water on the countryside near Mazagan, modern-day El Jadida, Morocco

French vintage postcard

#vintage #photography #near #postkarte #french #carte postale #postal #water #el #el jadida #briefkaart #postcard #old #countryside #morocco #photo #ansichtskarte #day #modern-day #sepia #modern #jadida #postkaart #ephemera #mazagan #tarjeta #sourcing #historic

[paulpingminho]

#Zinat #mountains #countryside #Morocco

[berberhousemorocco]

#trip #morocco #moroccotrip #moroccotravel #animals #countryside #slowlife #vacations #vacation home rentals #house rentals #highatlas #atlasmountains #atlasmorocco #nature #mountains #photography

[geemyfirstluvstory]

my angel…and my girl…

i am physically sick for this man…welcome to my first post i’m lottie and my whole acc will basically be a song fic of gee by snsd

kaiser marriage headcannons - fem pronouns reader, aged up characters,

• he’s a total perfectionist so of course that reflects in his proposal

• he was 23 and proposed right after a career changing game

• the ring bro…it would put a real empress’ engagement ring to shame, but what can i say? you’re his empress after all, it was worth a couple hundred thousand dollars made with diamonds and platinum

• as for the wedding it was a total dream, he let you plan it since he couldn’t be bothered to with his work and practices

• you guys went to singapore for your honeymoon, michael would be constantly flustered because he was being recognised left and right with you

• now for the good stuff 🤭

• your married life was rather peaceful compared to the constant insult-compliment whiplash from your dating phase

• michael was still kind of cold and standoffish but for his mrs. kaiser, he’d pipe down on his attitude

• he’s the type to insist on being the man, yes to boss you around but also to spoil you rotten

• a year and a half into your marriage you welcomed a baby girl named clair

• he’s such a girl dad~ always playing with and spoiling his baby girl

• since you were dating he made a tradition of returning from away games with a mountain of gifts for you, now theres another mountain for his little girl

• he’s still mean as a snake to everyone else but he can melt with one look at you two

• back hugs all day everyday

• impulse vacations to the most interesting locations, the chinese countryside, budapest, wales, mexico, russia, morocco, etc

• he lets clair play with his hair

• michael hates getting up in the middle of the night to comfort your daughter so up until she was 5 she often walked into your shared bedroom in the middle of the night to sleep between you guys

• snorer

• he’ll listen in on your phone conversations with your friends, if he hears you want something…he’ll get it

#michael kaiser #blue lock #bllk #blue lock x you #blue lock x reader #michael kaiser x reader #blue lock headcanons #bllk fluff

[unbidden-yidden]

Jewish Song of the Day #31: Avram Avinu

Comments:

Posting this song today because I can't get it out of my head, it's too catchy, I've been listening to it on repeat

Question for any Sephardi folks: is this a really "big" song in Sephardi nusach? Because when I went looking for Ladino songs, I kept finding version after version of this one song lol.

Here is another excellent version (although it uses an alternate name it's the same song as far as I can tell) and has an excellent explanation in the description:

Vocals & arrangement by Farya Faraji. This is a song from the Sephardi music repertoire; the Jewish community that was expelled from Iberia at the end of the Reconquista, and settled around the Mediterranean, developping diverse regional styles based on where they settled. This specific song is from Tangiers, Morocco, and was written by an anonymous author in 1890. Different songs using this text, or similar ones detailing the birth of Abraham have existed during the centuries, but this one in Maqam Hijaz is the most well known one. My arrangement pays homage to the Moroccan-Spanish background of the song by mixing a Moroccan string section, percussions and oud with a Spanish guitar chord progression similar to Flamenco’s.

Lyrics in Ladino: Kuando el rei Nimrod al kampo salia mirava en el sielo i en la estreyeria vido una lus santa en la juderia Ke avia de naser Avraham Avinu. Chorus: Avraham Avinu, Padre kerido Padre bendicho, lus de Israel. Luego a las komadres enkomendava Ke toda mujer ke prenyada kedara si paria un ijo, al punto la matara Ke avia de naser Avraham Avinu. La mujer de Terah kedo prenyada i de dia en dia el le preguntava (or demandava) "¿De ke teneix la kara tan demudada?" Eya ya savia el bien ke tenia.

En fin de mueve mezes parir keria iva caminando por kampos i vinyas, a su marido tal ni le descubria topo una meara, ayi lo pariria En akella ora el nasido avlava: "Anda vos, la mi madre, de la meara, yo ya topo kien m'alechara, Malah de sielo me acompanyara. Grande zekhut tiene el senyor Avraham, que por él conocemos el Dío de la verdad. Grande zekhut tiene el senyor parido, que afirma la mitsvá de Avraham Avinu.

English translation: When King Nimrod went out to the countryside He was looking at heaven and at the stars He saw a holy light in the Jewish quarter [A sign] that Abraham, our father, was about to be born. Chorus: Abraham our Father, beloved father, Blessed father, light of Israel. Then he told the midwives That every woman who was still pregnant If she gave birth to a male child at once he will be killed because Abraham our father was about to be born.

Terach's wife was pregnant and each day he would ask her "Why do you look so pale?" She already knew the blessing that she had. At the end of nine months she wanted to give birth, She walked through fields and vineyards She didn't tell her husband anything, She found a cave; there, she would give birth. At that time the newborn spoke: "Walk away from the cave, my mother I have already found someone who will take me away. An angel from heaven will accompany me Because I am a child of the blessed God."

After twenty days she went to visit him. She saw in front of her a young man leaping, Looking at the sky and (looking carefully/noticing everything), In order to know the God of Truth.

Great merit has honorable Abraham Because of him we recognize the true God. Great merit has the father of the newborn Who fulfills the commandment of Abraham our father (circumcision).

#jumblr #jewish music #Jewish Song of the Day

[octuscle]

Shiny fabric

As much as Mack enjoyed living in the countryside in Scotland, he also enjoyed the occasional trip to London. He loved the metropolis, which was yet another category entirely different from Glasgow. And Mack loved the East End. Here he found honest lads, real fellas, with whom one could have all kinds of fun. Fun of all kinds. Actually, it was usually enough for Mack if there were a few beers and if there was fucking afterwards. That was all he needed on a good night out in London. But tonight he was excited. He'd passed a store last night on the way to his hotel room that had Adidas Chile tracksuits in his size in the window. In XXL. Black with gold stripes. He had been looking for it for years. Just wasn't available in that size anymore. He had never understood why Adidas no longer produced it. He knew a whole bunch of fellas who got off on the shiny fabric. He wouldn't necessarily wear something like that in public. But at home. Jerking off in the fabric. He had gotten a boner right away at the thought.

The store was called CHAVTF and it opened at 11:00 on Saturday. At 10:50, Mack was at the door. He didn't want to take any chances, he had to have the tracksuit. At 11:15, a young man came and opened the door. Slim, he wore a tracksuit himself and an alpha jacket over it. Hair noticeably shorter than Mack's. Cool bastard, Mack thought to himself… The cool bastard asked Mack into the store, turned on the lights and asked how he could help. As cool as he could be, Mack asked for the suit from the store window. In XXL. The store clerk laughed. Mate, the only thing XXL about you is your dick. There are changing rooms in the back, get undressed, I'll bring you the tracksuit. Without thinking, Mack went into the locker room and stripped naked. Between his legs dangled his impressive cock, dripping precum. He looked at himself in the mirror with satisfaction. The young man came into the cubicle, the curtain of which was not drawn at all. He placed the suit on a stool, hugged Mack from behind, and grasped the massive cock with both hands. "To try on the suit, though, please wrap that beauty up," he laughed. Mack picked up the jockstrap from the floor and pulled it over his wiry, hairy legs. The jockstrap still reeked of last night's piss, cum and beer. He took the shiny size S pants and pulled them up. Fit like a glove. The store clerk cleared out a new shipment of goods and stopped briefly at the changing room. Looks extremely awesome, mate. Your customers are going to love it."

Mack reached through the fabric of his pants for his cock. "Hell, yeah," he said enthusiastically. "Here, try this T-shirt with it," the store clerk said, tossing him a compression shirt with Batman printed on it. Mack slipped it on and nodded his approval. Looked cool, accentuated his lean body. "Say, how much do you actually take for a date?" Mack said that depended on the customer, a quick blowjob here in the locker room would be free. But otherwise, he would be a luxury product. Only for an escort service he took 200 pounds an hour. Everything else cost extra. "Bloody hell," the clerk replied. 'I work two days for that. When things are going well. But don't your customers expect someone freshly showered? You smell like you haven't showered in two days." "Three, actually. I'm about to have a pervert jerk off while he gets to smell my armpits. Gives you some extra cash." "I really have the wrong job. Is the Arab accent a trick? Or are you really from there." Maleek explained in the finest Cockney accent that his parents were from Morocco, but he was born here. Of course, the Arab accent is a trick. But his clients would dig it.

Maleek paid for the three tracksuits that were still available in his size. He knew how dates with his next client went. If his tracksuit survived, his client would ask him to piss in it and then pay him easily five times what he had to pay now for three suits. So two suits on reserve was a wise investment. And just because he was a whore, he didn't have to be a bad businessman. But now let's go to the agreed meeting place and play the street hustler. That was part of the game with his client.

#race change #male tf #chav tf #male transformation

[heartxpirate]

#tfstuff #morocco #photography #countryside

[mothmiso]

Long Ago In Morocco With Color (2) (3) (4) (5) by marcus neal

Via Flickr:

Shot from a VW bus while traveling in Morocco., circa 1970.

#landscape #1970s #atlas mountains #mountains #countryside #wide sky #sheep #morocco

[scotianostra]

December 29th 1914 saw the birth of a Scottish legend, Tom Weir

Tom was born in Springburn, Glasgow the son of a locomotive engineer fitter, he belonged to the first generation of working-class outdoor men and began his career tramping the hills near the city whenever he could escape from the grocers shop where he worked.

The adventurer, is credited as introducing thousands of people to Scotland’s great outdoors through his tales of climbing, walking, nature conservation and campaigning. Tom is also fondly remembered for his long-running STV series, Weir’s Way, and his Scots Magazine column, which he wrote for 50 years.

Tom Weir was a writer, broadcaster, hill-walker, rock-climber, historian, naturalist and explorer. He was a popular sight traipsing across the Scottish countryside in his red bobble hat and Fair Isle jumpers since the 1930s.

There's probably not a single glen or mountain that he hadn't visited. Tom didn't just climb in Scotland, in 1950 he was a member of the first post-war Himalayan expedition and in 1952 was one of the first mountaineers to explore the hitherto closed ranges of Nepal, east of Katmandu.

His travels took him to the High Artic of East Greenland, the peaks of Northern Norway, the High Atlas of Morocco and the troubled frontier of the Iran, Syrian and Turkish Mountain lands known as Kurdistan.

He was the best of Scots and represented all that is good in our Nation. He spread enlightenment and joy wherever he went and will live on in our memories.

To this day the legend lives on with his statue at Balmaha on the shores of Loch Lomond, who hasn't visited and not had their photo taken beside it? Well me and ma wee Sis have, as seen in the pic.

Tom Weir passed away at the grand age of 91, on July 6th 2006, he was buried at in Kilmaronock Parish Church, near Drymen. He was buried in the same plot as the ashes of his big sister the actress Molly Weir.

#scotland #scottish #history #Walker #Hiker #Hillwalking #tv personality #Writer

[reine-uls]

Hello hello it's the earthquake anon just wanted to update you we flew home this morning all is well im no longer shaken my brother apparently found it so cool that he got to experience an earthquake he's so stupid. Things in Morocco are fascinating I've never ever in my life seen such solidarity in my life everyone is helping everyone, when you go to supermarkets people are buying so so many stuff just to send it to the people that were affected most by the earthquake, you see people on the street holding huge and I mean HUGE ass bags filled with blankets pillows clothes diapers frozen food like everything! And they put it in huge trucks that go to the countryside where resides the most wreckage. Everyone is donating blood and well honestly everyone is donating everything what i can say is that Morocco is the only country and I mean the only country where people help each other no matter what expecting nothing in return and as I said above the solidarity in morocco is something I've never seen, and witnessed for the first time in my life honestly they're the best of the best and I pray everyday for their safety and for things to get well soon :')

That’s good to hear that you are safe and all is well 😊 Sending prayers to Morocco 🙏

#reply 💬