Ivo Pavlovič
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Василий Архипов

Василий Архипов

A graceful landing...

A graceful landing...

The Raven Legend                                                                                                                                                                                 Mehr

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Perfect black Viking axe.

Perfect black Viking axe.

Steel, leather & wood. Very nice.

Steel, leather & wood. Very nice.

Griffon Vulture (Gyps fulvus) by Jean-Claude Sch. on 500px

Griffon Vulture (Gyps fulvus) by Jean-Claude Sch. on 500px

von Brackel (German) -- Baltischer Wappen-Calendar 1902 (Baltic States Coats of Arms Calendar) published in Riga by E Bruhns with illustrations by M. Kortmann.

von Brackel (German) -- Baltischer Wappen-Calendar 1902 (Baltic States Coats of Arms Calendar) published in Riga by E Bruhns with illustrations by M. Kortmann.

raven.(* I saw one of these clever little beauties outside my window the other day.  he was big and sleek and glossy black.  how is a raven like a writing desk???   In native american lore the raven symbolizes change or transformation*).   -Mel

raven.(* I saw one of these clever little beauties outside my window the other day. he was big and sleek and glossy black. how is a raven like a writing desk??? In native american lore the raven symbolizes change or transformation*). -Mel

Raven (raven, phoenix, crow) Series. The Three Legged Birds- Sanzuwu, Yatagarasu, and Samjok-o Aquatint - via Etsy, by Larry Vienneau Jr

Raven (raven, phoenix, crow) Series. The Three Legged Birds- Sanzuwu, Yatagarasu, and Samjok-o Aquatint - via Etsy, by Larry Vienneau Jr

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. "'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door Only this, and nothing more."

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. "'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door Only this, and nothing more."