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After five days of restless rain in Bergen, we were blessed with a light snowfall during the night which made our last morning in town magical I'd say.
We took a 3 hours cruise along Bergen's fjord and could not ask for more. The trip ends on the shore of the little town of Modalen giving you an exclusive view on its characteristic seafront.
Oh yes, if you are to take the boat trip in winter, make sure to take a good pair of gloves with you!
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A quick visit to Hastings on business this morning provided an opportunity to get a few images of the winter weather. This is the beach at Winchelsea covered in the white stuff. Some vehicle had been driving along the beach and to the left the snow had been compacted and was like sheet ice. In the distance is Little Cheyne Court Windfarm, which is operated by RWE Innogy and is capable of producing up to 59.8 MW of power. One day I will drive past and the turbines will be turning!
Explored June 28 #460. Thank you Flickr :-)
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Colour purple
Dream burning,
winter sea.'
(Sadayo Takizawa)
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Canto 13 (XIII) - Testo originale e parafrasi COMPLETA del Canto 13 (XIII) dell'Inferno dell'opera letteraria la DIVINA COMMEDIA di Dante Alighieri. Il bosco delle anime suicide, le Arpie e Pier della Vigna.
Pentacon Six TL with Biometar 80mm on Ilford fp4 pushed to iso 200. Rodinal 24 minutes @ 18 C. Scanned with a Canon 8800f.
Tutto attorno odorava di sole,
come oggi.
E stava per finire l'inverno,
come oggi.
I tuoi occhi non si perdevano
nei miei;
i nostri respiri non si trovavano.
Se mai quell'onda d'autunno
è giunta a riva,
se mai una spiaggia ha trovato,
ad aspettarla,
ora senza quiete se ne sarà tornata
al suo mare,
spinta dall'irreversibile inganno
della bassa marea.
[ 19.02.2009 - from: il peso delle cose leggere ]
...a Jenny,
perché nel silenzio dei miei sogni,
in questi 15 anni ti ho sempre pensato...
Passerella e faro di Lignano Sabbiadoro (UD) al crepuscolo.
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