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.

Trametes versicolor on the forest floor of Domein Vyncke-Bovyn in Ghent, Belgium.

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.

Wouldn't want to run down a second floor hallway and charge out the blue door.

Death Valley

The museum is home to world-famous and unique objects, such as the 29,500-year-old Venus of Willendorf, the Steller’s sea cow that became extinct over 200 years ago, and enormous dinosaur skeletons.

Wenatchee, Washington

52 floors and 1 1/4 mile-it was an interesting trail hike but best was only encountering 4 other people.

Leica

From our autumnal walk at Trenchford/Tottiford reservoir last Saturday. I just noticed after the conversion to mono that the tiny mushroom sits so well against the dark patch in the background. Although sacrificing the autumnal colours the mono version had a lot more interest to me.

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I thought I saw a man brought to life

He was warm, he came around like he was dignified

He showed me what it was to cry

Well, you couldn't be that man I adored

You don't seem to know

Seem to care what your heart is for

But I don't know him anymore

There's nothing where he used to lie

My conversation has run dry

That's what's going on

Nothing's fine, I'm torn

I'm all out of faith

This is how I feel

I'm cold and I am shamed

Lying naked on the floor

Illusion never changed

Into something real

I'm wide awake and I can see

The perfect sky is torn

You're a little late, I'm already torn

So I guess the fortune teller's right

I should have seen just what was there

And not some holy light

But you crawled beneath my veins

And now I don't care, I have no luck

I don't miss it all that much

There's just so many things

That I can't touch, I'm torn

I'm all out of faith

This is how I feel

I'm cold and I am shamed

Lying naked on the floor

Illusion never changed

Into something real

I'm wide awake and I can see

The perfect sky is torn

You're a little late, I'm already torn, torn

There's nothing where he used to lie

My inspiration has run dry

That's what's going on

Nothing's right, I'm torn

I'm all out of faith

This is how I feel

I'm cold and I am shamed

Lying naked on the floor

Illusion never changed

Into something real

I'm wide awake and I can see

The perfect sky is torn

I'm all out of faith

This is how I feel

I'm cold and I'm ashamed

Bound and broken on the floor

You're a little late, I'm already torn, torn

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 :-).

a little random patch of our sun room floor.

The grain of the wood and the scratches and wear of the humans that tread on it.

Something particularly homely, I think, about a warm and gently worn floor.

MacroMondays theme "Home"

Galaxie 500 - On The Floor

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A walk through the leaves 🍁

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 😂

HSS

The back room of an antique store gathering the sunlight of the afternoon.

Shot taken for Saturday Self Challenge 08/11/2025 - Marbled .

First thought for this challenge was to dash out to the churchyard and find a marble headstone - but that might not be a marbled enough effect for the challenge plus with the week I have had not really a viable option . Next thought though , more possible having just walked into the kitchen and noticed the floor tiles - they have a strong marbled effect !

So here is a shot of one of the tiles ( a spare from the garage and shot taken outside with better natural light ) .

On a closer look and one that I have never noticed before , near the centre of the tile it appears to be a shot looking down on India from a very great height - hence my title for the shot .

And for Sight and Sound in that case here is Kashmir by Led Zep and although there are many remastered versions - I have gone back to an original which to me has more depth to it !!

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Beautiful woodland along the Kent B roads...

Culver City, California

Maple leaf laying on a cushion of British Soldier Lichen and Reindeer Moss. The bright red color of this lichen is a real eye catcher!

I took the photo at my new secret spot in Switzerland in the canton of Fribourg, Gruyère district.

Taylorsville Lake State Park

Taylorsville, KY