For Paula, at Lost in Translation, I am always lovingly waiting! And gratefully learning something new from every Pick a Word.
Cerulian in the header
Palatial
Comic
Spurting
Radiating
For Paula, at Lost in Translation, I am always lovingly waiting! And gratefully learning something new from every Pick a Word.
Cerulian in the header
Palatial
Comic
Spurting
Radiating
I love things new and things old, architecture and juxtaposition of styles. Things dilapidated, things science fiction, things…Well, maybe we all do. Hope a mix will be enjoyable this Thursday!
A walk in contemplation…
– as always…
The old Jewish cemetery
Abandoned places in the middle of the city
In between old and new apartments – he was selling fresh fruit and vegetables
One of the many impressive street art works – this city is considered one of the major cities in the world for graffiti artists
View from the new railway station
Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Lights
If there were no lights in the world, we would not be able to see something of it. At least not at night. So, here we go with artificial lights!
Some surviving flowers in my garden – but not many. In the early morning light – this Aster Princess wearing her crown.
Less spectacular, but very saffron – is the millimeter lichen on my old apple tree.
And the Common Spindle – with a delightful fruit. I collected some seeds in the forest 6-7 years ago – and got these lovely results.
Magical Light – thank you, Amy, for a magical challenge! Hear a photographer’s voice:
Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher.
William Wordsworth
A gray day provides the best light
Leonardo da Vinci
Deep in their roots, all flowers keep the light
Theodore Roethke
While we are alive we should sit among colored lights and taste good wines, and discuss our adventures in far places; when we are dead, the opportunity is past.
Jack Vance
Be a light unto yourself
Gautama Buddha
Every moment of light and dark is a miracle
Walt Whitman
There is a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in.
Leonard Cohen
To love beauty is to see light
Victor Hugo
Hiking with my dogs yesterday, the change in Nature, from just one day back, was very obvious –
Yesterday was a short ”between time” in the forest, where some parts still were extremely colourful, even if the colours had turned more harmoniously yellow/brown.
No wind and a clear, chilly day, we all enjoyed what we understood from the weather reports, would be the last remaining bright day this autumn.
Inside the dense pine forest, I could still find some yellow beeches, shining beacons in the darkness. But out in the open – the misty light had closed the golden door behind us.
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