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Now that the days grow shorter and the night air has a new bite, it is time to bid farewell to my summer garden.
"I could never in a hundred summers get tired of this."
~ Susan Branch"
"The morning had dawned clear and cold, with a crispness that hinted at the end of summer.
~ George R.R. Martin
now we are in deep freeze ... our autumn is gone
the temperature is 11 degrees Fahrenheit ... feels like 1, according to our Weather Station
Now the child of morning, rosy-fingered Dawn, appeared….( Iliad xxiv.776, Homer)........
EOS was the rosy-fingered goddess of the dawn.
WISH YOU A MARVELLOUS WEEK:)
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"Now take me to other side
Little bitty blues bird flies
And gray clouds, or white walls, or blue skies
We gon' fly, feel alright!"
After some winter pictures, I don't put a winter picture now, a picture before real winter has come ...
Now that all the leaves are pretty much off the trees and the color is gone, I'm still going over all the shots I took when the fall color was at its best. I am my own worst critic and wrestle for hours on what really is a halfway decent shot; so bear with me, if nothing else, enjoy the color cause now it's gone!
Have a great week! :-)
50:52 Nostalgic
I love old fashioned ornaments!
Update: We are making progress! We have found my mother in law a wonderful care home only minutes away from our house. She can move in anytime after Christmas!
Still a lot to do but the part that was worrying us the most is done!
Thank you each and everyone one of you for your kind words of support! You are all awesome!
This is (now) my local crag, and the place my dear old Dad first took me climbing 14 years ago. I often pop up for sunset because it's frustratingly hard to photograph, and I'm never happy with my images!
This made me laugh happy though. Incredible how far we've come in a matter of months:
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Taking back control and getting rid of all that red tape, eh? 😆 Happy weekend!
*Now Sweetheart — a poem by Cemal Süreya, İstanbul
Now sweetheart, I am thinking of you in a big city
A dim blue pen in my hand, two packs of cigarettes in my pocket
Our life is like a movie playing in front of my eyes
Our going out freely, drinking water together, kissing
I cry, whenever I remember how we laughed together
Flowers, flowers, I watered the flowers this morning
That rose just doesn't smile when you are not here
That flower you put in water by the window to get it grow roots
It is completely in grief these days
A dense and strong daylight is hitting the window
The plates are cheerless on the table
The hallway is deserted
The towels are alone in the shower
Don't even ask the kitchen - untidy and dirty
The sponge is right there, the breadbox is empty
The ventilator is breathless
The rugs are dusty
My clothes are in the wardrobe, and here and there
Memo's toy box is in deep sleep
The blue night lamp has no ambition
The door says open me, close me
The curtains are like snakes changing skin
The radio? It is silent
The stool is afraid of the chairs
The small room is dark and deserted
Everything is waiting for you, for your return
For you to come in
For the touch of your hands
For the touch of your eyes
And everything is repeating
How much I love you
© Sigmund Løland. All Rights Reserved.
Expect that the captain aboard the ferry to Denmark, was reasonably "pissed off" when we didn't move our boat fast enough out of his way. Although they used the ship`s whistle / horn eagerly ...... But we were on a fishing trip and then everything else have to wait..... :-) Sorry Captain!
We passed this guy who climbed to the top of this rock formation at the start of our hike. When we passed by on the way back, about an hour later, he was still there. Maybe he was waiting for someone, taking in the view, resting or...?
Evidently rock climbing is permitted in this area because there was a climber on each rock face near the parking area. Some were experienced; some seemed like they were stuck, like the guy in the next picture.
Taken on our "sunny" day at the Garden of the Gods, Colorado Springs, Colorado.
So now we finally get to the picture why I came to San Quirico D'orcia in Tuscany and why I'm standing here in the field in a pretty icy wind for more than an hour. With what feels like a 10 cm thick layer of loamy earth on and under my boots, which luckily I brought with me.
By the way, the name of this picture is the name of this old typical Tuscan stone house in the foreground. I think this is the most photographed building in this part of Italy. But be careful if you only feed the navigation system with this name. There are other places with the same name. I got to know one of them the day before, 130 km away from here.
For the picture I waited until the sun was a little bit higher and had gained a bit of power, because I wanted to see the fields glowing. To my great joy, this was then made possible for me.
So nun kommen wir endlich zu dem Bild, weswegen ich nach San Quirico D'orcia in der Toskana gekommen bin und warum ich hier für mehr als einer Stunde in recht eisigem Wind auf dem Feld herum stehe. Mit mit einer gefühlt 10 cm dicken Schicht aus lehmiger Erde an und unter meinen Stiefeln, die ich zum Glück mitgebracht habe.
Der Name dieses Bildes ist übrigens der Name dieses alten typisch toskanischen Steinhauses im Vordergrund. Ich glaube das ist das am häufigsten fotografierte Gebäude in diesem Teil Italiens. Doch Vorsicht, wenn Ihr das Navi nur mit dieser Bezeichnung füttert. Es gibt noch andere Orte mit dem sellben Namen. Einen davon habe ich tags zuvor kennen lernen dürfen, 130 km von hier entfernt.
Für das Bild habe ich gewartet, bis die Sonne ein klein wenig höher stand und etwas an Kraft gewonnen hatte, denn ich wollte die Felder leuchten sehen. Zu meiner großen Freude wurde dies mir dann auch ermöglicht.
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Built in 1938 as a Marathon Gas Station, this delightful structure is now the home of the Springfield Bicycle Doctor. In the years between being a gas station and bicycle shop, the building has been occupied as a laundry and dry cleaners, real estate office and, more recently, a barber shop. The current owners, Robert and Cynde LaBonte, purchased the property in early 2012, and have since remodeled the original building for their bicycle sales and repair shop, and have added a small storage building.
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I fell by the wayside like everyone else
I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, but I was just kidding myself
Our every moment, I start to replace
'Cause now that they're gone, all I hear are the words that I needed to say
When you hurt under the surface
Like troubled water running cold
Well, time can heal, but this won't
So, before you go, was there something I could've said to make your heart beat better?
If only I'd have known you had a storm to weather
So, before you go, was there something I could've said to make it all stop hurting?
It kills me how your mind can make you feel so worthless
So, before you go
Was never the right time, whenever you called
Went little by little by little until there was nothing at all
Our every moment, I start to replay
But all I can think about is seeing that look on your face
When you hurt under the surface
Like troubled water running cold
Well, time can heal, but this won't
So, before you go, was there something I could've said to make your heart beat better?
If only I'd have known you had a storm to weather
So, before you go, was there something I could've said to make it all stop hurting?
It kills me how your mind can make you feel so worthless
So, before you go
Would we be better off by now
If I'd have let my walls come down?
Maybe, I guess we'll never know
You know, you know
Before you go, was there something I could've said to make your heart beat better?
If only I'd have known you had a storm to weather
So, before you go, was there something I could've said to make it all stop hurting?
It kills me how your mind can make you feel so worthless
So, before you go
Now that most crabapples have been picked off the trees these resourceful robins have resorted to foraging for any dropped fruits among the fallen leaves.
Three days on from my first picture of this lily.
Rare use (for me) of fill-in flash.
SIGMA 105mm F2.8 EX DG OS HSM Macro
We decided that it would be fun to go back to the "beginning" and noob it up for one night. That picture can be found here: Snowglobe: 😂 Noob Group Shot!.
This picture is what we all look like at the current day. It was fun to go back. ♥
A very busy summer schedule has kept me away from social media for a while, so it feels good to be able to post a new image again.
I came across this place completely by accident while trying to decide on a future international trip, and immediately knew that no matter where this place was located, I just had to photograph here. Now, this beautiful and unusual beach has instantly been added to my favorite places list. This is one of those locations I could easily photograph every day, for at least a month.
I will include all the details about this magical place in my next post.