Every hour wounds. The last one kills.

just waiting in heaven. Someone passing, going back to the purgatory, as nothing is really happening here.

Stadt-Schrift

Reinickendorf

Klempkestraße, Schönholz

Annotation 2020-05-05 211606

I'm very happy and honored. Anna is a Flickr friend. That's a big gift. I am moved.

"Stadt-Natur im Wedding"

Bürgerpark, Berlin Pankow

Bleichenroder Park, Berlin Pankow

der Blick:die Zuwendung

Berlin Prenzlauer Berg, Schönhauser Allee

Foto K.S., -Berliner Hofblick, Prenzelberg-

"Verlorenes nach dem Mahl"

Leonhard-Frank-Straße, Berlin Pankow

Vergessen in Alt Pankow, Parkstraße Berlin

K.S. 2021 -Krass-

Atelierecke im vergangenen Herbst

Berlin Pankow, Durchwegung

Berlin Wedding

Bürgerpark, Berlin Pankow

Flora Straße, Berlin Pankow

Berlin, Alt Pankow

Herbst-Abend-Wunder

To Autumn

By John Keats

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Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,

Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;

Conspiring with him how to load and bless

With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;

To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,

And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;

To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells

With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,

And still more, later flowers for the bees,

Until they think warm days will never cease,

For summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells.

Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?

Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find

Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,

Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;

Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep,

Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook

Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:

And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep

Steady thy laden head across a brook;

Or by a cyder-press, with patient look,

Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.

Where are the songs of spring? Ay, Where are they?

Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,—

While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,

And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;

Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn

Among the river sallows, borne aloft

Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;

And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;

Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft

The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft;

And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

Ornamental

Besondere Durchwegung

Bürgerpark, Berlin Pankow

K.S., Digitale Photographie

Neujahr 2022

Platanenstraße, Berlin Pankow

Spiegelungen

Die Ausfaltung der Papierfläche mit Farbzeichnungen

Schönhauser Allee, Prenzelberg

Berlin, Alt Pankow

-auf Pflastersteinen.

Im Bürgerpark, Berlin Pankow

Durchwegung, Berlin Pankow

Schloßpark, Berln Pankow

im Schloß Park, Berlin Pankow

Leonhard-Frank-Straße, Berlin Pankow

"vor dem Fest"

Berlin Pankow

Berlin Pankow

Berlin Lichtenberg, Siegfriedstr.

Florastraße, Berlin Pankow

Thanks to a new script in Siril it's easy to annotate every known galaxy in a given image even if it's too faint to see. In this image of the Markarian Chain there are 271 galaxies numbered and referenced. I don't know about you, but that totally amazes me.

See below for the finished version and an abbreviated labeling.

Seestar S50