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The southbound empty train has just cleared the switch at Tamsalu and the loaded counterpart with C36-7 1533 notches up to leave town. Its nearly 10 pm and sunset is just minutes away here in the far north. This was my first full day in Estonia and it was quite the adventure. I picked up the rental car in the afternoon and basically had to learn how to drive stick shift in the parking lot, having only driven stick once before. After about 30 minutes I had somewhat figured it out and decided to hit the road. Thankfully Estonia is a very forgiving place to drive and I was getting the hang of it in no time. After a drive out to the main junction in Tapa I quickly ran into a departing oil train and chased it south to Tamsalu where they met a passenger train. As I was on my way out I stumbled onto this meet making for a perfect ending to my first day of Estonian railfanning.
Started our friendship with you landing on my head.
I thought you were stuck up as you jumped off ... and then never said a word.
Turns out you became my best friend. We have been through thick and thin. Been there for each other no matter what.
🎼: You're My Best Friend ~ Queen~
"Love is friendship that has caught fire. It is quiet understanding, mutual confidence, sharing and forgiving. It is loyalty through good and bad times. It settles for less than perfection and makes allowances for human weaknesses." ~Ann Landers~
"Things are never quite as scary when you've got a best friend." ~Bill Watterson~
it's brutally cold outside. but i sit inside, enchanted by the window art. i love the complexities of nature. it's both powerful and delicate; beautiful and fierce; strong and forgiving. mother nature is a wise, talented artist. she enchants me.
As an amateur macro photographer, I don't normally set out to take "straight out of camera" photos. Usually it is a given that some cropping will be needed, so this shot is an exception. Switching to the older Olympus camera, I found that it is less forgiving and getting the settings spot on is more important.
The peacock is a very common species in my area. The wing undersides usually appear almost black. I like this photo because the intricate patterns that are visible in the right light.
SOOC Photo without any post-processing, other than RAW to jpg conversion.
In a blink of an eye, everything can change. So forgive often and love with all your heart. You may never have the chance again. A loving and forgiving nature is a strength that sets us above the average. We can learn this from the nature of our horses. They have been gifted to us as a gentle way of learning these life's lessons.
Venue Credits - [The milky way]
This year has been one of many ups and downs, many challenges, many gains, many lessons learned, many memories made.
Learning to see things in a positive light, forgiving myself for feeling down when days got tough... Embracing and being grateful for the few that stood by me, and let go of the ones that have passed me by.
I believe the next year will be a phenomenal year ahead... It will be an especially great year because I'm confident you will always be by my side.
Stay safe everyone, take care, happy holidays, and most heartfelt blessings for the year up ahead.
- Tia ❤ xx
"[Dawn] is always such a forgiving time. When that first cold, bright streak comes over the water, it's as if all our sins were pardoned; as if the sky leaned over the earth and kissed it and gave it absolution."
(Willa Cather)
Maiden of the Morning Mist
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Her beauty prepares in the moon’s glow
as greenery become vivid and the wind breathes life
the milky cloak of her touch is forgiving
whispering the sparrow’s chirpy cantabile
and with a motherly sigh
warmth returns to begin another day
Her day is done all before her darling's yawn
- うまみ
Sometimes shadows settle so heavily on the walls of our hearts that they begin to swallow whatever light we have left.
But maybe what saves us is choosing to stay clear— like a mirror that reflects, releases, and holds no grudges.
Let us be mirrors:
simple, transparent, and forgiving,
so that darkness finds nowhere to linger.
صورت نبست در دلِ ما کینه کسی
آیینه هر چه دید، فراموش میکند [سلیم تهرانی]
A long-time favorite of those with a green-thumb and even those without, Spathiphyllum, commonly known as the peace lily, is an adaptable and low-maintenance houseplant. Peace lilies are not true lilies (Lilium spp.) at all, but rather a member of the Araceae family. Its flowers resemble those of the calla lily (both plants belong to the same family) and is the reason for its name. The showy part of the flower features a white, hoodlike sheath (known as a spathe) which resembles a white flag of surrender.
There are a wide variety of sizes and types of peace lilies. Most serve as floor plants since they can reach three feet tall and grow wide with big, bold leaves. Mauna loa supreme (a Spathiphyllum hybrid) is the standard midsize type. It grows up to four feet tall and features bronze-green foliage with an abundance of large, cupped spathes.
It finally got the recognition it deserves from the general public after NASA put it on its list of “Top Ten Household Air Cleaning Plants.” This tropical shade-loving plant helps cleanse the air we breathe. While we all appreciate cleaner, oxygenated air, it’s also the easy peace lily care, resiliency and forgiving nature that makes them such popular houseplants.
Bared my soul
Striped it clean
Raw emotions
Suppressed, beneath life, deep where no one sees
Now there is nowhere to go
Nowhere to hide
Tears rolling like a river free
Every sadness
Every hurt
Every broken heart
Every let down
Till there are no tears left and I lay there in silence
And once again I get up like a ghost rising up from its shell
With a calmness
Knowing I have lived
I have loved
I have felt great pain and sadness
I have no idea what lays ahead
Only that I will walk it alone
May I do it with grace and humility
With a heart that stays open and forgiving for those that have wronged me
my photos have been bad lately. forgiving myself for my lack of creatvity, but still.
i don't like looking at my own stream these days. today's shot is no exception.
hope inspiration returns soon...
i'm feeling a little lost today.
some decisions to make and i'm doing my best to avoid them.
for today anyway.
an oddly lonely feeling.
can't explain that one.
song of the day: winter birds, by ray lamontagne
"Thanksgiving is a time of reflection and appreciation." - Unknown
Every year I sit and think about what I have to be thankful for. The obvious things are my family, my friends, my health etc. But then you have to stop and think about what else are you thankful for.
Taking some time to think about that shows character. I am thankful for the people who choose to live wisely, I am thankful for a system that is trying to help irradicate prejudice, racism etc. I am thankful for the ability people have to learn from their mistakes. I am thankful for those that are able to forgive.
Over all there is so much to be thankful for in such tough times.
Happy Thanksgiving to you all from Canada ♥
🎼: Thanksgiving Theme ~ Vince Guaraldi~
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just for an extra three years in the geriatric ward ;-)
John Mortimer
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rose, little theater rose garden, raleigh, north carolina
the winter is cold
but with purpose
relentless but forgiving
for its love will come
and with it, Spring
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Coloured filters are a great way to help your black and white photo's POP!
This one is a yellow filter which gives a subtle effect the opposite to say a red filter which is more dramatic but less forgiving.
The moment will undoubtedly come on the paltry human scale, so why delay forgiving? I know that it is difficult, I also know that it is impossible and that, finally, it is always a sham. If I have to, I deliberately choose this imposture, if it can avoid further immense pain, irreversible more broken lives. We don't have time for pride anymore, we can't even afford it. Be forgiven or die for stubbornly rewriting inert history. Let us forgive ourselves, mourn our dead and write living history.
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Picture from the exhibition 2/24 at The carbone Studio
Teleport to The Carbone Studio
Milena Carbone's art studio
Novels - art photography - dance performance
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Here we are at 6 a.m. walking a nice 1-hour loop from home down to the beach and back another way.
I had to give up on this walk for about seven months because Tidda couldn't handle it at first. She would be a bundle of nerves, literally looking over her shoulder all the time as if she thought somebody was following us. She would freeze at every sound and often would refuse to walk on. It was just too challenging for us at the time, so I had decided to leave it alone for a while and use the car.
Generally I'm not a fan of "training." I think it's much easier to do harm than good with any kind of confrontational training technique. Training is typically about achieving specific results but in my experience the best approach is always to focus on the depth of the relationship. There is no mystery. Building trust through healthy daily routines, learning each other's individual signals, having fun together, being reliable, forgiving and sincere with our dog - these are the things that are needed. Once a loving solid relationship is built, every other problem will basically solve itself.
Most important in my view is being responsive to our dog's requests. There is this widespread fear that a dog will try to control us if we give in to what they want. I feel that is a tragic misunderstanding which leads to people ignoring when their dogs communicate their needs, forcing the dog to then turn up the volume louder and louder and/or develop neurotic behaviors. It breaks down trust to ignore someone's real needs.
Our dogs communicating their needs to us is EXACTLY what we want and when they experience us responding and understanding, it builds trust. This then leads to a situation where the dog can lower the volume, so to speak, and ask with very subtle signals and also listen to very subtle signals. I have never known a dog that wanted to use me or control me. It's humans who do that kind of thing.
Of course, many people do use positive training as a fun activity together and a language to communicate, but somehow I could never get very enthusiastic about it beyond a few basics. Maybe I'm just not very good at it. I find it too distracting to be thinking about the rules of this artificial game.
Last week, I finally felt it was time to try walking this loop again after giving Tidda seven months to grow secure and practice smaller walks in the park. It was a non-event. A quiet breakthrough. She willingly walked along, enjoyed it, explored, looked around, and when something startled her, she quickly and easily recovered. We've done it several times already. In similar fashion, she's had other quiet breakthroughs. And I think those are the best kind!
Where's the love?
What is this world we live in?
Where's the love ?
We've got to keep on giving
Where's the love ?
What happened to forgiving ?
Anyone ?
Taken at beautiful Still
Get used to the fact that you can’t control everything, that some things will happen even if you don’t deserve them, that life can change your plans from one day to the next without asking. But also get used to returning to your peace, to being angry at fate but still giving it the benefit of the doubt. Get used to forgiving, letting go, and being grateful, so that what’s meant to come has space to arrive. No one knows if the best is yet to come, but I like to believe it is and that’s enough for me to start over as many times as needed and keep trying.
As many times as it takes.
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1957 BROADWAY LYRICS FROM WEST SIDE STORY
A GIRL
There's a place for us,
Somewhere a place for us.
Peace and quiet and open air
Wait for us, somewhere.
There's a time for us,
Some day a time for us,
Time together with time to spare,
Time to learn, time to care.
Some day,
Somewhere,
We'll find a new way of living,
We'll find a way of forgiving.
Somewhere,
Somewhere . . .
There's a place for us,
A time and place for us.
Hold my hand and we're halfway there.
Hold my hand and I'll take you there
Somehow,
Some day,
Somewhere!
Excerpt from the plaque:
Intimacy by Boris Kramer: “I am a sculptor. I heat and hand forge metal until it gives form to expressions of human energy as it engages and relates. When heated, metal is extremely forgiving, that’s why I choose it as a medium. Through it, I explore the forces that draw us together.
What a good horse! For those of you who don't know what that is and want to change my title....A push-button ride is very forgiving of mistakes, will do something you are trying to ask even if your riding is very inaccurate, In other words, uncomplicated to ride... the type that most people like. No one gets rid of horses like this as they're priceless. It's just too bad men don't come in that feature :) Ha!
My heart was hidden deep beneath my petals,
along with all my hopes and dreams...
Then as time passed, I slowly opened up,
seeing the world for the first time...
Soon learning, that the genuinely beautiful,
are not easy to find...
My truest friends, are like the bees and butterflies,
being true to their nature, with no need for disguise...
They've given me things that make my life worth living,
and with my imperfections, they're freely forgiving...
So now, as the bloom of my life slowly fades,
it's my hope, that in your garden, my memories are laid...
Sometimes you just have to learn to let go of certain things in the past... Things you're not proud of... Things you wish you could redo... done differently. It's a lesson, I must admit, that I'm still learning, like a lot of others are as well.
But, I've had some good help recently in learning how to do that very thing.
“To live will be an awfully big adventure,” seems appropriate...
Living... Moving forward... Not holding onto the bad things...
Forgiving myself...
Getting ready for new adventures... New memories...
The amazing conversation and new adventure that lasted long, long after I finished this picture is what I'll remember most about this photo...
This was such an interesting and fun project for me; the abstract quality of the subject matter gave me a ton of (very forgiving) choices to work with as I try to find things that will "work" with the 1:1 ratio.
As the adage goes, "Old habits die hard," and as I tune my eye toward trying to see in 1:1, my "old faithful" wide crop ratio is still there! The other thing for me in this was that I also left my "temperature comfort zone..." for a little while!
I have long admired your photos of snowy mountains, ice covered rivers, glaciers, icy caves etc., not just for their beauty, but also in admiration of you who have made the treks to get to those places. Kudos to you, and thanks for allowing us to "come along." Cheers.
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Family life is meant to circulate around the fundamental elements of sharing, caring, giving, and forgiving. We may not always have perfect relationships and divine encounters, but we have the opportunity to make something of the divine with our family ties.
Anon
Family is a lot of things; it’s an anchor in stormy waters and a blessing throughout the journey. Sometimes rocky, but always beautiful, the relationships shared between family members are the perfectly imperfect depiction of unconditional love.
Anon
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Hyles lineata, also known as the white-lined sphinx, is a moth of the family Sphingidae. They are sometimes known as the hummingbird moth because of their bird-like size (2-3 inch wingspan) and flight patterns.[2]
Hyles lineata, also known as the white-lined sphinx, is a moth of the family Sphingidae. They are sometimes known as the hummingbird moth because of their bird-like size (2-3 inch wingspan) and flight patterns.[2]
I happened to catch this moth at work as the sun was setting and a shaft of light illuminated his location. They move so quickly and are challenging to photograph, though I enjoy the pursuit! Digital photography is so forgiving (delete, delete, delete!).
I have been watching the parents of these 5 babies over the last few days. It is interesting the patterns that they swim in, the are always keeping the babies between the parents to ensure that the Birds of Prey that are not far away, don't have a direct line to snatch up one of the babies.
In addition the Swans are being very forgiving of everyone who wants to see the babies. They come out for a number of hours each day to the same pond, they feed for a bit and then the parents hustle them back to safety.
BEST VIEWED LARGE - BUYUK BOYDA IZLEMINIZ TAVSIYE OLUNUR
It is a perception we don't experience while we pray, for we bow our heads and look downwards. In Sulaimania, one feels crushed by the grandeur of the mosque should one raise one's head up to look at the dome. It feels as if one gazes the fathomless heavens. Indeed the dome is an excellent symbol for the firmament. The verse selected from Quran aptly reflects this grandeur and magnificence:
إن الله يمسك السماوات والأرض أن تزولا ولئن زالتا إن أمسكهما من أحد من بعده إنه كان حليما غفورا
which means: "Allah grasps the heavens and the earth that they deviate not, and if they were to deviate there is no one to grasp them after Him. Indeed, He is ever Clement, Forgiving."
You can view the verse when you view the image in large size.
Ihtisam:
Bu guzel camide basinizi kaldirip kubbeye baktiginiz zaman manzaranin azameti ve ihtisami altinda eziliyorsunuz; kendi kucuklugunuzu ve aczinizi hissediyorsunuz.
Asagida, benim ve Yavuz'un yorumlarinda ayet hakkinda, hat hakkinda aciklamalar bulabilirsiniz. Yavuz'a cok tesekkur ediyorum.
This image was the realisation of what I had set to achieve from the very beginning of the week, when I had first began to think about making a visit to Oldmoor Wood. I wanted to create an image that was different to what I had shot before and I felt that the location of these bluebells was potentially suitable for a sunset image. I had thought about an exposure merge for the shot, due to there being about 6-8 stops of difference between the light source and the shady areas of the wood. However, digital equipment and software is so forgiving, I was able to get away with my traditional approach of using a strong ND grad to reduce the sun's brightness.
"Live like a tree, giving, forgiving and free."
~ Debasish Mridha
Clicked at a Theme Park in Kanjirangad, Mananthavady, Wayanad district. A great place for kids.
At first light, the gorge whispered in gold — water turning to light, mist curling where the fae are said to walk unseen between moss and memory. This place remembers. Long ago, laughter and footsteps traced these stones; now only the echo lingers, softened by the years and the turning leaves.
They say the Fairy Glen near Llanrwst is where wishes hide in the water until the right heart returns to hear them. Perhaps it’s only the river speaking… or perhaps something older, gentler, calling across time.
The light was kind this morning — forgiving, almost — gilding what was once shadow. I
stood where the glen opens and the mist begins to lift, and for a moment the light felt almost familiar, like it knew the way back.
It is fabled that this is a crossing place — where the fae walk at dawn, and where echoes become lanterns for those still finding their way home. The water carries every name it’s ever heard. Some linger longer than others.
The light caught the leaves just so — and for a breath, it was as if time folded softly, and the glen was listening too.
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Taken while on my random visit to my program. *Sometimes they call us in randomly*. No worries here.. On November 15th, (two months away) I will have three years clean from substances. Not even one sip of alcohol since I surrendered to my addiction and decided to change my life. I also gave my life to the Lord.. and I will be eternally grateful each and every single day.. for my life & my blessings in my recovery (thanks to the Lord above). Without him, I know I wouldn't even be here today! -All of those crazy near death experiences that I faced and made it thru... I know I didn't do it without him there. I am so proud of myself, and proud of Juan. I am proud of our recovery, our love and our decision to dedicate our lives to the Lord & always put him first NO MATTER WHAT.
I am doing well. I am grateful. We are back at church & happier than ever.
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*About the photo*..
So even at a place where so much sadness surrounds some people, (I still see the beauty in all things). I always have, even at my worst.. but now at my best.. I will find beauty in any and all things.. that surround me. Optimism. Love. Forgiveness (of others but most of all forgiving myself). And I am living a life worth living today.. A life to be proud of.. & I will never look back, if only to learn from my mistakes. I will never go back, unless it's to forgive myself for my past and move forward from it.. I will continue to move forward every day..
And I will never stop finding the beauty in all things.. and the best in everyone. I will not judge, because that is not my job.. but it IS God's.. & He will. I am here to learn, teach, help others, live and love & worship.
Today I am HAPPY.
I hope you can all say the same.
You are in my prayers.
As we grow older, only faint memories of childhood and our grandmother’s house remain.
Yet those faded memories are the sweetest parts of life.
The scent of flowers and pastries filling the courtyard, the sound of children’s laughter echoing when we were all together...
In our daily routines, we’ve forgotten those heartfelt laughs, those games without competition, and the simple act of forgiving each other.
I believe this is the essence of life:
to find joy in small things,
to remember that everything is fleeting.
We must learn to keep playing — even when we think we’re losing.
Sixth image in this floral series...
You can't go wrong growing Zinnia's in the garden!
Here are SIX REASONS why Zinnias are so popular:
1. They are Incredibly Easy to Grow
Zinnias are one of the most low-maintenance and forgiving flowers you can plant.
2. They are Prolific and Long-Blooming
Once established, zinnias will produce a continuous bounty of blooms from early summer all the way until the first frost.
3. They Attract Pollinators and Beneficial Insects
Zinnias are a magnet for bees, butterflies, and hummingbirds.
4. They Provide an Amazing Spectrum of Color
Zinnias come in a stunning array of colors, from vibrant and fiery reds, oranges, and yellows to soft pastels and unique bi-colors.
5. They are Versatile in Garden Design
With a wide range of heights and flower forms, zinnias can be used in many ways.
6. They are Great for Cut-Flower Arrangements
Their sturdy stems and long vase life make zinnias a perfect flower for bringing indoors.
... into your heart.
I just wanted to leave off with somthing colorfull. Have a great weekend everyone.
Thanks for looking and for all your comments. Cheers -Chris
It had been stormy earlier on, the tide was on its way out, but had left behind much more debris on the sand than usual, I found plenty of solid looking drift wood that had previously been someone’s pride and joy, small craft that had been smashed on the rocks at some point, I guess the elements are not forgiving at such times, sadly not forgiving enough to leave at least the skeleton of a craft that I would so love to find at sunset, nevermind.
Further up the beach the piles of debris from former houses, much of which is from damaged houses of WWII now smoothed alongside large stones and concrete
that all can make some interesting shapes, that I have yet to make good use of.
Buried items had also been uncovered by the sand shifted by the storm tide, some tyres were left half submerged, not sure if these had been used in some organised way for tidal defence or if they were just some added jetsome that had landed, but in anycase for the new group Trash Talk Tuesday (http://www.flickr.com/groups/trashtalktuesday/) I thought this might be interesting.
Happy Trash talk Tuesday! HTTT!
Comments, faves and constructive crit., always very welcome, graphics not preferred
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The grass is dying off and the snow is about to set in. This is the landscape of Valley Forge, When I first saw it I was amazed at how pretty it was, but as I started to think about it. lots of men and women were held up here over winter for something they believed in. The cold was not forgiving nor was the cold kind.
My dad would have been 100 last week had he lived on past 59. A strange thought as I never got to see him as and old man. So much of my life he never got to share, including my children and my love of photography which he also loved. Boy would he have loved the digital age. Much more forgiving of all the mistakes that are laid bare in our old Polaroid and slide images!
As I have gotten older, I can see so much of his mother in me. Those Eastern European genes seem to have expressed themselves later in life.
I like to think he lives on in every sunrise and sunset.
This is the only sunset I attempted while in Far North Queensland. Exhaustion sets in early so that my Pjs and me have an early date every night ;-)
If we can only be more accepting, understanding, forgiving, and loving, we can find a way to live and let live, and in all sincerity, that is the only way to live. War is no solution for anyone anywhere, so let's work together for peace
"MosaicMontageMonday"
""Freestyle" "HMMM"
Originally, I was going to post this in the Mosaic Montage Monday group, but I realized that some might call it political, while I see it as a call for global help, especially for our children. We need to educate them to live and let live with compassion, respect, and acceptance.
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This is an older photo of mine, taken at a favorite place up in the Great North Woods of New Hampshire. I can't remember if I'd posted it anywhere in the past, but I dug it out and re-edited it over the weekend.
I had a (cheap) 16x20 canvas print made of it for our living room yesterday. While it was shot on a 6 MP camera, canvas is remarkably forgiving of low resolution. It came out great.
Considering I don't have unlimited amounts of the parts I made Mirror Master from, the only reasonable solution I could think of is to photoshop multiple figures in.
Now this is just a test, so be a little forgiving.
You will notice some slight mess ups, the figure in the back does not have a reflection on the ground due to the overlaying image of the one in front of it.
Other than that, besides for a few things I think that this picture came out pretty well.
Now comes the hard part... editing multiple figures in with my builds.
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Paul offered me these beauties.
I really get annoyed when people use the worn cliché, that a man only gives flowers if he has done something 'wrong', if he needs forgiving! I'm sick and tired of it, plus I find it most unfair to men. Many give flowers just to say, I care, I love you, thank you...
Anthuriums are a fun flower and never fail to provoke a smile.
They look almost unreal! The flowers are thick, shiny, ribbed and wrinkled, while the leaves are large and glossy, which makes them so much more difficult to photograph well!
They belong to the Araceae family, which also includes callas and philodendrons.
Their genus name, Anthurium, comes from the Greek words anthos meaning "flower," and oura, meaning "tail."
Anthurium can also be called "Flamingo Flower" or "Boy Flower", both referring to the structure of the spathe and spadix.
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♐️I was born on November 30, under the Zodiac of the Sagittarius! I am a Fire sign and I tend to like warm reds, vibrant colors like sunny yellows or bright fuchsia's and mellow oranges as well as Earth colors.
♐️ Sag Quote:
"As forgiving as they are, Sagittarius doesn't mind distancing themselves from people, so don't test them." ~Unknown
♐️Meaning of an Sag:
"S.A.G.I.T.T.A.R.I.U.S: Spontaneous. Adventurous. Genuine. Intelligent. Tireless. Tactful. Alluring. Robust. Insightful. Upbeat. Sharp-witted."
I've been brewing this brilliant beverage for a while now, almost 2 years I think ... anyway, decided it was about time I tried a fruited version.
Well I am now entirely hooked on fruited kombucha. This stuff is truly amazing. Boysenberry the fave with ginger pretty fine as well. I also made nectarine, plum and raspberry versions.
The addition of fruit (+ a little sugar) seems to be more forgiving for the final flavour & great for extra bubbles! Or perhaps it's just the extra sugar!! (Theoretically it should get eaten hence more bubbles).
Thought they looked nice with the late arvo sun shining through them.
In case it's new to you kombucha is fermented drink made using black tea, sugar and a scoby which is a symbiotic colony of bacteria & yeast. Simple to make and the results are amazing, yummy and good for gut health.