In the still of the night…Midsummer’s Eve 2013.
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In the still of the night…Midsummer’s Eve 2013.
Still waiting for something Still? Go to Ailsa at Where’s My Backpack? for more of it.
Alone is for me never a synonym to being lonely. A young man who goes away to sit alone and reflect upon his choice – during the days of introduction to a new school – and a beautiful rowan tree standing alone on the beach of a distant island. Both are beautiful in their wise thinking, contemplating their experiences.
Silence is a favourite sound of mine. And, Ese gives us the chance of showing what this essentially means to us. To me, it can be hiking an early morning alone in the mountains, and then enjoying the first rays of sun in silent awe of Mother Nature.
True silence is the rest of mind, and is to the spirit what sleep is to the body, nourishment and refreshment.
William Penn
Ailsa has given us a new brilliant task – to show Sky. The sky is the limit and the inspiration. Constantly changing and enigmatic.
Direction is what Ese points out to us this week…as usual a delightful challenge – why don’t you join in?
Trees go wandering forth in all directions with every wind, going and coming like ourselves, traveling with us around the sun two million miles a day, and through space heaven knows how fast and far!
John Muir
Ese gave us another beautiful task this week – Intangible. The best things in our lives are indeed intangible, love, for example. Or, a morning rainbow over my old appletree.
The true harvest of my life is intangible – a little star dust caught, a portion of the rainbow I have clutched.
Henry David Thoreau
The word Layers is a very useful word, so many interpretations are possible here. I picked what first came to mind: Flowers and stone.
Ranunculus is a wonderful species, to which also ordinary buttercups belong. But this one, above, is one of the most beautiful specimens I have put in a vase on my table. Its delicate layers in yellow and orange nuances speaks to my senses as few others do.
In the mountains you sometimes come across beautiful coloured layers created thousands of years ago. And if you get the chance to get a close-up, they can seem almost like a rainbow.
See more Layers of beauty here.
Many things come in twos – don’t they? This is the task from Cee too!
Being one does not always mean being lonely – but sometimes…Here are my choices for Cee’s challenge!
What can be more lonely than the last toy on the shelf…?
“The earth is our mother. Whatever befalls the earth befalls the sons and daughters of the earth. This we know. All things are connected like the blood which unites one family. All things are connected.”
Chief Seattle
Ailsa’s theme this week is about connections. Today we tend to make connections without being physical…technology is our guru. But the natural way, the way it was meant to be, hopefully glows from the other photos in this gallery.
If we totally forget that all things are connected – our species, and every living being on Earth, is doomed.
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