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Entering the imposing front door to the magnificent Great Hall, visitors step back in time and see the Doric columns of a Roman Basilica, which realised Adam’s instruction to create ‘a palace of Graeco-Roman splendour’.
The decorative stucco work and great beams of the ceiling reflect the pattern of the black and white marble floor. Statues of Roman nobles gaze down from their pedestals and the hall’s focal piece, a replica of Valadier’s bronze ‘The Dying Gaul’, commissioned by the 1st Duchess of Northumberland, holds pride of place at the top of elegant steps leading to the Ante Room.
Blick über Berlin von der Aussichtsterasse des Park Inn Hotels im 39. Stockwerk.
View over Berlin from the viewing terrace of the Park inn Hotel on the 39th floor.
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recently, i camped in an old-growth forest. there’s deep wisdom in the trees. and the forest floor is soft, fertile, and inviting. we humans have so much to learn.
In the solitude of the Autumn woods, where the trickling of water echoes softly against the blanket of leaves that now litter the forest floor, I take in Fall's beauty with all my senses.
I focus on a single leaf as it shifts and tumbles in the air, making its way to join the many others already fallen, a brief journey here to there.
I am reminded of the brevity of my tiny life, to hang in the breeze of existence for a brief moment more and savor its unpredictable whims.
Ah, such a mosaic we will make, you and I, against the forest floor.
The sun sets over America's crown jewel of National Parks in my opinion. Captured from Glacier Point high above the valley floor. You can spot Yosemite Falls and the Merced River in the frame.
Glacier Point is about 7,200 feet high above the floor.
Mike D.
This is Cousin in the cat enclosure--which currently has pine catkins on its floor, along with the pine straw.
Mirror and painting over the fake (!) fireplace are 18th-century, the green clavecin too (tiny corner on the left. There are no wood panels, that's fake too. The mannequin looks like the "Sarotti-Moor". en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sarotti I don't know what they think, to put mannequins like that in the castle. In Germany this room would be on the first floor, in America on the second.
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I was amazed by the color and beauty on the floor of Bryce Canyon, May, 2025. The bits of contrast that one gets from above are right down here. This is a cool part of the Bryce Canyon dazzle.
Went to the cabin on a rainy day. The woods were carpeted with moss and mushrooms were everywhere. I loved how the rain saturated the colors. This shot and the one in the comments are SOOC although I was tempted to desaturate all that greenness:)
Last weekend we walked along a stream in a small nature reserve outside the city. Mid March and nature was still holding back. It was probably still too cold. Most of the forest floor was covered in last year's dry leaves, branches and twigs were bare and the air was cold. As we passed by a spruce forest, a delicate green shone on the forest floor beneath the spruces, a wonderfully soft and fluffy carpet of moss. The afternoon sun only lit small patches of the moss and it seemed somehow enchanted, as if only fairies and dwarves were missing and the picture would be perfect :-).
I´m very glad this photo is published on "The Sea Letter", a literary journal of poetry and short fiction, based in Galveston, Texas.
Many thanks to Leo Gonzales!
thesealetter.com/2020/04/10/ive-been-here/
I’ve Been Here
Leaves covered the rough ground
Musty smells mixed with
Fresh October air
I crawled out of the tent
Drank hot black coffee
And began my day’s task of learning to read signs
Behind the tent on a steep slope
I examined my footprints
So I would know how it looked
When I passed through
For hours I studied
A cracked leaf
A snapped twig
A depression
After a time, I saw that
I had been there
Unmistakable
Written by Robert A. Miller
By "The Sea Letter"
Peiko Jones always MUST lick the butter dish before it goes into the dishwasher. When I went to pick it up I noticed these shadows from my windowsill knickknacks on the floor, please ignore any crumbs :)
Time is a luxury for me during this busy period but I wouldn't want to miss out the fun participating in Macro Mondays' theme. Lucky that the floor I was standing on was granite ! Took a shot of this very shallow step and composed the shot at an angle so that it wouldn't be too boring and submitted 😂