Columns and Vertical Line(s) for this Tuesday – natural ones and man made.
The header – my forest
Riga, outdoor museum
Copenhagen, old reserves with installation
Morocco, construction area
Nature
Thursday’s Special – Pick a Word in June -y3
For the lovely Paula at Lost in Translation – a new word lesson! This time, I had to look up pullulating and victuals. Thank you for the useful knowledge. Interpreted my way.
Pictures from Sweden, Switzerland, New Zealand, Poland and Britain.
Nascent
Maternal
Pullulating
Victuals
Reflective – in the header another interpretation…
Thursday’s Special: Traces of the Past
Paula’s traces are many, and this time she takes us for a beautiful late walk in Padua. An Italian gem.
I thought I would take you to some totally different traces – a hidden gem named Monastero de Ribas de Sil, in Spain. Sil is the river down in the ravine below. And these traces of the past were very different from anything I had visited before.
The monastery was built in the 12th century by Dominican monks, and finally left to be reclaimed by nature in the beginning of the 19th century.
Significant traces are the beautiful stone walls surrounding the monastery. So many hours’ work for the monks – but so beautifully constructed.
The buildings themselves are totally hidden in the greenery. Not until we were some 15 meters from the old archway, we found them. Standing with a magnificent view, high up on a rock overlooking the river Sil – but of this we could see nothing. Everything was buried in lush green – according to Nature’s design.
The open space in front of the remaining arcade. It must once have been a very beautiful place – and still is.
The impressive church is still complete – and the only light shining through the single window – and open door.
This monastery was almost impossible to find – no map worked. I guess that is just the way it should be. It was a place for hermits. A place of peace and silence. I found it there.
Thursday Thoughts – Summer in May
Strange – Summer in May – 30 degrees C today
Late evening biking by the sea – not a cloud in four weeks
Swimmers everywhere, enjoying the coolness of it
Past the old Blekinge cottages – just have to stop for a photo. Love these…
Picking buttercups
Back at our own beach – 23 degrees C, still 10 degrees more than normal temperature
Completely calm sunset and not a mosquito – yet
Bathing – water 18 degrees. Lovely of course, but
– I do not know if I like it – or not. This month of May was the hottest and driest ever in Sweden. And we are not alone. In July this could have been possible though…
On the news they said our newborn storks will starve to death, and I guess that applies to many birds and other animals who only eat living things. There are no frogs, and the worms are digging deep to survive. The birds cannot reach them.
Please let there be rain. And, what about Africa.
WPC: Liquid
Ben, at WordPress, asks us about things liquid. His findings are, that we all seem very occupied with liquid things. I guess he is right – thinking about it…If it is not liquid for real, it is the patterns and the textures made by something once liquid that will catch the eye. And as Ben says – the landscapes around it.
In the header – liquid golden sunlight in the sea – caught on the coast of Iceland.
Once liquid lava at the Gala’pagos Islands
A seemingly liquid wall at the Guinness factory, Ireland,
and liquid traces in the sand at Tylösand, Sweden.
WPC: Place in the World
”All cities — especially the big ones — have a way of reminding you of your place in the world.” I like that – but I go to Nature for that feeling. The difference is – Nature is not man made, at least it is less man made…
My place in the world is wherever my family is…and My place is in the great outdoors……where I can feel my own true size – which is that of an ant…
…my total insignificance – and yet, the importance
of acting to preserve our Nature, our National Parks,
the animals’ habitats – our heritage…
in order to return it with love and pride to our children –
I hope we will not have destroyed all of its magic,
its inspiration or its serenity.
I intend to keep loving Nature, my place in the world; trying my best not to leave anything but footprints, and take nothing but photos.
My hope is for the world to realize that we need each other – Man and Nature, Nature and Man. And that in fact, the end of Nature is the end of Man.
Earth Day
The theme this year is to put an end to plastic pollution.
I hope we will all do our best not to use plastic. Bags, for example. Every day in media, we see turtles, birds, sharks, etc. entangled and dying. Not to talk about all the micro plastics killing lives in the ocean and in our lakes. On a trip to Morocco some years ago I was shocked to see millions of plastic bags blowing over the desert sand.
As I recently came back from Bhutan, I want you to know, they have banned plastic bags. So should we all. This is an easy starter, then it will be even easier to follow that road of sustainability. Even if you might think it difficult – just imagine what lies at the end of this winding and narrow path! And think of what awaits our planet, and us all, if we don’t follow that road. So let us Do instead of think and talk.
WPC: Prolific
Krista, at WordPress, asks us to show what we think about when hearing the word ”prolific” My first thought went to the prolific Spanish sunflower fields – they made me happy just looking at them. They still do.
CFFC: Free and Easy
WPC: Favorite Place
Cheri asks us to pick a favorite place where our thoughts can run free. A place to return to, at home or in a foreign country. I guess many of us have more than one spot…
In the header my mother and the dogs are sitting at my favorite spot – the beautiful old beech in the forest meadow. I walk there almost every day, and in summer I usually sit down to contemplate the loveliness of the soft wind through the grasses and the canopy.
But there is one more place of quiet contemplation, and that is the waterline close to our summerhouse. Horses and birds and foxes – and me…we all love it. It is the first and the last glimpse of water during our Blekinge summer.
Leya 
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