One of the alleyways to Piotrkowska Street sent a magical spell across our path…Viveka saw the shimmering light – and in we went. Hate or enjoy? Anyway it has a special and very touching story – go to Viveka at Myguiltypleasures to read it!
Shadows and reflections
Cee’s B&W Photo Challenge: Shadows
Thursday Thoughts – Some Nordic Magic…
Last week I, Viveka and Sue, visited Kyrkö Mosse and the cars buried there. The athmosphere here is very special, and you cannot but feel it – in your heart and bones. There is also something with the grasses, the soft, green moss and the brown rust…
…something that touches you deeply.
And it is not only the contrast of the soft againts the rough or the living against the dead or the fragrance against the decay…
This Something touches your very soul.
At least if you are Swedish or Scandinavian…
…you will feel the Magic…
It is all around you…
…and you half expect Princess Tuvstarr sitting there, gazing down into the water…
…and maybe she still is…because she, and John Bauer who once created the watercolour of her – they are both part of our national heritage. Many of us grew up with Bauer’s fantastic paintings, especially Tuvstarr and the moose Skutt.
Tiny, pretty princesses, handsome princes and noblemen, bold young lads, old witches and giant trolls of the deep forests of the North – they are all an eternal and vibrant part of Sweden´s national heritage through the genius of artist JOHN BAUER, the Art Nouveau master of Nordic mysticism.
For more of John Bauer’s art, click here.
Travel theme: Earth
Earth Day. I listened to her, as I do every day, but as this was a very special day, I walked with all my senses, even more intently listening…
Planet Earth is mostly water – the Blue Planet. Today was a lucky day, because the blue was clear and intense – in the skies as well as in the water on the ground.
And the tiny wood-sorrel made last years’ leaves look green and fresh again…
…maybe not all of those leaves were that lucky, but slowly drifting in a fresh pool is beautiful as well.
Like the clouds. They all meet here – the sky, the clouds, the earth, the trees and the water.
We all belong here…to this planet and in this world and in this universe…
I believe all of us know…and my best friend knows it too. He felt so good today, running around, bathing and frolicking in the leaves…
Howling when he was told we were walking again…
So, this day, Earth Day, has been a beautiful day of belonging and pondering about what we have and how grateful we all should be.
We are not here forever…only for some short moments we can dance in the light. Let us take good care of each other, and of our Planet Earth – we want our children and grandchildren to feel this gentle belonging and the joy of life…and above all, it really is the animals’ and the plants’ planet, isn’t it. They were here first. We are responsible.
Marsh – and Bog Beauty
Spring usually releases water, water…
…and more water…and the enigmatic bogs and marshes thrive.
There is stillness and harmony in the silent pools – no wind disturbing them.
Fallen trunks make intriguing reflections…
…and lonely stumps create green, smiling islands…
…with tiny, nodding inhabitants.
Sometimes a loving couple find their home here. And I believe – I understand them.
Wordless Wednesday
WPC: Shadow
Shadows from Spain – monastery and the famous, impressive Roman aqueduct in Segovia.
Santiago – Sullivan Bay
On the northeast side of the island Santiago, Galápagos, is Sullivan Bay. The lava walk here showed us a lava phenomenon called Pahoehoe – a ropy lava flow, coming from from the latest eruption in 1902.
The day started rather misty and the only thing we could see on shore was the dark lava flow, interspersed with red streaks and topped with lava mounds and volcanoes.
The Galápagos Islands are in a highly volcanic area, and the volcanoes seldom rest. On Isabela, the largest island, there are several of them alive. In the end, all these 19 islands will disappear in the Pacific Ocean. Some of them are already dying.
We anchored between Santiago and the small island of Bartolome. Already there was a blue sailing ship waiting to unload its group of Americans.
You had to watch your step – crevices and very uneven ground. This lavafield is indeed the largest I have ever walked. Iceland’s Krafla area we could not walk properly as we visited when the eruption was just over. The ground was too hot and too dangerous.
Many beautiful and interesting patterns were found on the walk, and each one of us had his or her own interpretation…What is yours?
Here the flow suddenly came to a stop
Walking back to our beautiful ship, the sun lashed its late evening colours on our steps.
Bartolome consists of an extinct volcano, and its landmark is called Pinnacle Rock.
The evening offered a bright moon, and in the velvety air, we all went soft and still on deck. This was our last day but one in Paradise.
Travel theme: Walking
My first thought is of course my every day dog walking. Walking is also one of my absolute favourite things to do. But, I just have to share this amazing, graceful creature with you.
Have you ever dreamed of ,or wished, you could walk on water? I thought I only knew of one…who maybe could do that….
But, at sea, swirling around our sailing ship in the Galápagos, I saw this wonder with my own eyes. It is an Elliot’s Storm -petrel. I took hundreds of shots…but only a few shows clearly enough this amazing bird’s abilities – it walks, runs and stands on water.
The story of this Storm-petrel is enigmatic as well…It is pelagic, and feeds while fluttering and pattering on the water with wings raised. …”…endemic subspecies galapagoensis. Population estimated at many thousands and although a nest has yet to be found in Galápagos, breeding is suspected to occur between April and October. Conservation Status: Data Deficient.” (Birds, Mammals, and Reptiles of the Galápagos Islands. An Identification Guide by Andy Swash and Rob Still.)
WPC: Ambience
Ambience – Nature is the master of this…I return to late evening canoeing along the narrow water ways of the Amazon basin. The darkness of the forest and the light still filtering in through the canopy. Hitting the tiny inhabitants of the river bed. The sounds of the rainforest tell you …you are not alone.
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