This horrid heat is still in the 90s. I am yearning for cooler weather. Looking back on cooler weather. Then I will be hoping for warm days.

Auf unseren Spazierrunden ist hier beim Marterl immer ein schöner Platz zum Verweilen ...

On our walks there is always a nice place to stay at the wayside cross ...

祝flickr好友們2018新春狗來旺！

I often pass this house and looked so pretty in the snow. I thought it would make a nice Christmas card.

Merry Christmas to all my Flickr friends and contacts.

Wishing you a safe and happy holiday season.

Also has a fence for HFF

Edited in Topaz and NIK

本來是拍秋景的奈何車子太多卻變成如此這般! 無法度啦!

Yosemite National Park, California

Snow covers the street in Basin, Wyoming where I grew up. Lots of trees make it hard to see the houses that are set back off the street. This was taken on after a snow storm in Feb. 2021.

富士山被雲遮了的Blue time～～

道後溫泉位於愛媛縣西部、松山市區的東北部。據說約 3000 年前開池，號稱日本最古老的溫泉。

建於 1894 年的公共浴場──道後溫泉，其本館位於旅館和飯店林立的溫泉街中心，是道後的象徵。雄偉的三層木結構式建築，是第一個被指定爲重要文物的公共浴場，在現代化的旅館和商店中間，更加顯示出它悠久的歷史和不同的風格。屋頂有被稱爲振鷺閣的望樓，望樓上的“刻太鼓”在每天早中晚擊打三次，悠遠的鼓聲在溫泉之鄉久久回蕩。

三古湯：道後溫泉（愛媛縣）、有馬溫泉（兵庫縣）、南紀白濱溫泉（和歌山縣）

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After a few weeks during which we hardly left our house, we went for a drive and a walk - and a camera had to come too, of course. The tracks are probably left by would-be motorsports enthusiasts who, alas, have no respect for nature.

Mamiya Universal, Mamiya Sekor 3.5/100, yellow filter, Rollei Superpan rated 200, developed in Rodinal 1+25 using a Jobo drum and my home-made roller, scanned on an Epson V800, adjusted in Lightroom.

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Truth is the torch that gleams through the fog without dispelling it. ~Claude Adrien Helvetius

Same place/different year:

www.flickr.com/photos/ruthiedee/3285060110/

My wife and I enjoyed a day walking in the nature for my 59th anniversary ... very nice photographic conditions this day. Watch out for more photos the next few days

Explore N°348

photo rights reserved by Ben

On 7 January 2026, the Netherlands lies beneath a thick blanket of snow. Code Orange is in effect, and its impact is felt everywhere. Yet this weather also brings something rare. Silence. Slowing down. A city that pauses to breathe. Normally, the centre of Amsterdam is always just a little warmer. Because of buildings, water and urban heat, snow here usually disappears quickly — wet, grey, gone. But not today. On the Herengracht, near the Roomolenstraat, snow falls without pause. Large, soft flakes settle on the quay, the steps and along the façades. As this stretch of the canal is largely free of parked cars, the snow has unusually ample space to accumulate. The path beside the water slowly turns into a quiet, white passage.

A single car moves cautiously through the winter scene, leaving tracks in the fresh snow. The old street lanterns are lit, casting a warm, almost golden glow that contrasts sharply with the winter white. Bicycles stand abandoned along the edge, half lost beneath a soft layer of snow. Behind windows, lights glow — small, warm and familiar — while outside, everything slows. Snow causes disruption, but it also changes the view. On this winter’s day, the white remains even here, in Mokum — something that rarely happens.

A quiet winter moment on the Herengracht near Roomolenstraat, where fresh snow briefly softened the heart of Amsterdam.

Op 7 januari 2026 ligt Nederland onder een dikke laag sneeuw. Code Oranje is van kracht en dat is overal merkbaar. Toch brengt dit weer ook iets zeldzaams. Stilte. Vertraging. Een stad die even ademhaalt. Normaal gesproken is het centrum van Amsterdam altijd nét iets warmer. Door bebouwing, water en stedelijke warmte verdwijnt sneeuw hier meestal snel — nat, grijs, opgelost. Maar vandaag niet. Op de Herengracht, ter hoogte van de Roomolenstraat, valt de sneeuw onafgebroken. Grote, zachte vlokken blijven liggen op de kade, de trappen en langs de gevels. Omdat dit deel van de gracht grotendeels vrij is van geparkeerde auto’s, krijgt de sneeuw hier opvallend veel ruimte om zich op te stapelen. Het pad langs het water verandert langzaam in een stille, witte doorgang. Een enkele auto beweegt zich voorzichtig door het winterdecor, sporen trekkend door het verse wit. De oude straatlantaarns branden en werpen een warm, bijna goudkleurig licht dat scherp afsteekt tegen het winterwit. Fietsen staan verlaten langs de kant, half verdwenen onder een zachte laag sneeuw. Achter ramen brandt licht — klein, warm en vertrouwd — terwijl buiten alles vertraagt. Sneeuw zorgt voor hinder, maar verandert tegelijk het beeld. Op deze winterse dag blijft het wit zelfs in Mokum liggen — iets wat hier zelden gebeurt.