Thursday Thoughts – Thimpu in My Heart

3 maj, 2018 / Leya / 12 kommentarer

Its Early mornings…

Mid days…

Afternoons…

…and Evenings

And my heart dreams of returning some day

WPC: Unlikely

2 maj, 20182 maj, 2018 / Leya / 21 kommentarer

When visiting a blogging friend, Maria, some years ago, (being a tree lover just like me…) she wanted to show me a tree she loved to take photos of. We hit the icy roads and found the tree. The sky looked great, and I took a photo of the tree too, standing alone there in the open, snowy field.

When we turned back to the car, suddenly a plane came into view – totally unexpected and rather spectacular. I was lucky to catch it with my camera. A very unlikely moment.

Wordless Wednesday

2 maj, 2018 / Leya / 8 kommentarer

CFFC: Outdoor ways to move up and down

1 maj, 2018 / Leya / 11 kommentarer

For Cee –

Steps and stairs the only outdoor ones from me this week!

Guess Who?

1 maj, 2018 / Leya / 25 kommentarer

It is not April 1, but May 1. So…this animal really exists. But, do you know what species this animal is and the strange story behind it?

The Holy Chele La Pass

30 april, 201830 april, 2018 / Leya / 10 kommentarer

Feel the air

Feel the wind

Feel the soundless flags

Feel

Silent Sunday

29 april, 2018 / Leya / 12 kommentarer

I Can Feel May Coming…

28 april, 2018 / Leya / 22 kommentarer

The beech trees displayed their first leaves this week – and I am constantly in love with this time of the year. May – the most enchanting month of them all.

When the almost lime green beech leaves cast a veil over the last wood anemones…

… when the meadows shine with so many shades of green…

…and white

…and the old giant is still with us.

The rays of sun play hide and seek among the fragrant trees…

…and the tiniest saplings do as well.

I would not want to be anywhere else in the world – than in my forest and its meadows.

Rainy Friday – The Last Magnolia Magic

27 april, 2018 / Leya / 17 kommentarer

Today it was cold with heavy showers and only short glimpses of sun. I feel so sorry for my magnolia…last year she froze black after one single day in the sun, this year the lovely white and pink petals are heartlessly smashed to the ground.

I thought I would honor her beauty before she is gone. With raindrops in her hair, she is still a grand Lady in all her splendor. Wish you all a great weekend.

WPC: Lines

25 april, 2018 / Leya / 16 kommentarer

Cheri asks us to pay attention to Lines – and my choices are natural ones as well as man made. Unfortunately the magic of the old tree is only left in photos and memories now. Last summer it finally gave in to old age.