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Regarder la pluie tomber, depuis l'intérieur, observer les gouttes qui s'abattent les unes après les autres, entendre la berceuse des plic et des plocs sur le toit.
Les jours de pluie m'inspirent.
“One of the most tragic things I know about human nature is that all of us tend to put off living. We are all dreaming of some magical rose garden over the horizon-instead of enjoying the roses blooming outside our windows today.” ~ Dale Carnegie
Another from our fall trip to the Tetons...this was taken inside the old historic Cunningham cabin....how glorious it must have been to wake up to this sight every morning :-)
Have a great Wednesday....many thanks for all your visits!!!!
Wish I could remember where I found this half finished house. It might be near enough to go back to see it finished.
Better viewed large, and thank you for your favourites. :)
We stopped off for coffee and a scone yesterday, after a long walk at Keyhaven. It was so windy and the curtain was dancing in the breeze.
If you think this one has a strange title then enlarge the photo and find the window washers. I was actually more interested in the geometric possibilities of this composition and then spotted the window washers once I'd committed to the shot. Line and form, that's my real interest here.
I saw Wild Swans at the Young Vic tonight. Our front row seats felt uncomfortably close at times-- the times I related what was happening on stage to what it must have been like for my grandparents and parents during harder times...
This is a glass mosaic on an old window that I just finished.
I used scraps from a stained glass shop, as well as beach glass and glass drops and an old glass jar lid.
Through The Window
I’ve always been drawn to the windows at Fort Langley National Historic Site.
Today, standing inside the cooperage and looking out into the courtyard within the fort walls, I can’t help but imagine someone doing the same thing nearly 200 years ago. Perhaps a cooper pausing from his work, or a clerk watching the yard. Someone waiting for a boat on the river.
These lanterns hang quietly now, catching the light instead of casting it. In black and white, the scene feels closer to the past. The distractions of colour fall away and what’s left is light, shadow, wood, glass.
I’m not trying to recreate history exactly. I just like to photograph it in a way that feels like it could have been seen back then. As if the window is still doing what it has always done, framing the world for whoever stands here.
Maybe that’s why I love these places so much. They let us look out and look back at the same time.
Fort Langley British Columbia, Canada
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"That's just the way it is
And some things'll never change
But that's just the way it is
That's just the way it is, it is, it is, it is"
"The Way It Is" by Bruce Hornsby and the Range from their 1986 album The Way It Is