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School is out for summer, the weather is hot; time for some fun with a boat on the river, everybody will be wet. How cool is that!
Autumn is the eternal corrective. It is ripeness and color and a time of maturity; but it is also breadth, and depth, and distance. What man can stand with autumn on a hilltop and fail to see the span of his world and the meaning of the rolling hills that reach to the far horizon?~ Hal Borland
So, I left home at 8 am wanting to capture ice. I knew it was windy and a bit cold but never like it. The wind was so strong and cold that I had a hard time breathing properly at times.... Even though I was well dressed, the wind was getting to me and did not take my time as I usually do to capture ice. I just could not do it.... will remember it... :o)
Published in 2024 Canadian Geographic Wild Weather Calendar
Inside The Boat House looking onto the lake and the views with
the magnificent Weeping Willow trees.
Bodnant Garden is a National Trust property near Tal-y-Cafn, Conwy, Wales, overlooking the Conwy Valley towards the Carneddau mountains. Founded in 1874 and developed by five generations of one family, it was given to the National Trust in 1949.
You go out, drinking fields and cities,
turned into a long deer of water,
towards the sea of dawn clarity,
like the well-deserved nest of the kingfisher.
That I will go out to wait for you, deadened,
made reed, to the high solitudes,
wounded by air and required
by your voice, alone among the storms
Alberti's poem
Lemon Trees Mediterranean Winter, Auto 1 (68, 162, 21) - Moderado
Smile On Saturday - Odd One Out
Two male American Wigeons swimming one direction and a male Hooded Merganser swimming the other direction. :-)
Stuck inside but I did take some seed out for my friends and they are enjoying on this miserable day.
For Gypsy.
(With a British Accent) (Sorry Gypsy.)
There once was a zebra
named Water
who was enjoying the day
with her daughter.
The light was attractive
and very proactive
And she liked the way
it caught the young laughter.
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(Thanks so much to Teyla ❤)
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The girl spent most of the next three days cleaning the theater, scavenging chairs from other buildings, and even finding some curtains that could be used to dress up the stage.
The Angel would drop in occasionally, to watch, or sit and chat, and on one occasion to do maintenance on her leg frame, which fascinated the girl.
"Does it ever hurt?" she asked the Angel, who was tightening something, with a fixed look of concentration on her face.
"Oh no, well; rarely, I did try dancing last year and that got a bit iffy, although I'd been to the ballerina camp so I was slightly wobbly from the Vodka.
"I'm wondering if you *are* one of the Russian Ballet members, you know - I visited the camp last night .. " The girl rubbed the back of her head as if soothing a headache, then continued .. "They asked me to help them out."
The Angel glanced up from her work, a twinkling eye directed at the girl...."A tasting?" she asked.
The girl shook her head, then thought better of it, grasping the back of her head again. "No, no.... washing, I needed to wash a few things, and traded my time.." She paused a moment... "might have been some tasting...."
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Reflected at Eulennest Gallery
Exhibiting through to Dec 5
I do love the change to the surroundings that a flurry of snow or a touch of frost brings, for me it makes everything feel peaceful and still ❤
when the mind appears in the morning don't jump to the usual conclusion, "this is me, these thought are mine", instead, watch these thoughts come an go, without identifying with them in any way. If you can resist the impulse to claim each and every thought as your own, you come to a startling conclusion. You'll discover that you are the consciousness in which thoughts appear and disappear ...
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