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This small stream crosses under the I-95 freeway and feeds into the Spokane river downstream from Stateline, Idaho. It always amazes me how isolated you can feel within a stones throw of the freeway.
I believe the best reason to visit Paris in Wintertime (especially during the holiday season) is the relative lack of foreign tourists. It’s the best time to enjoy all that Paris is known for without pushing your way through the 90 million selfie-snapping, sidewalk-clogging, guidebook-toting foreigners who visited Paris last year! o many tourists seem intent on their must-see list rather than actually being present in one of the world’s great cities. I so enjoyed being fully present at the Louvre courtyard, here seen while bicycling (yes, bicycling) around the compact city on a frosty November day, enjoying glorious afternoon light.
At this point, I’ll only visit Paris in Winter: love seeing French people bundled up in their well-cut dark coats and petit chapeaux, carrying brightly-colored shop bags, ducking into chic little bars you couldn't possible know about, for a bit of chat, maybe some Champagne. The best might be enjoying Fall’s glorious harvest (wild mushrooms!) & hunt (wild boar!) can be enjoyed in restaurants, wonderfully rich food that harkens to life in the French countryside. So perfect …
Judy Bishop - The Travelling Eye Photography
Okanagan Valley, BC Canada
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This is a small stream running through Glacier National Park, sourced from melting snow in the summer.
I made this winterwhite neckace out of. scraps, crocheted around them and had a lot of fun. One just like it will go to the small gallery where I occasionally bring my stuff.
LEMA – Letras Manuais
Amanda de Vasconcelos Ferreira
Andressa Cardoso Medeiros
Carolina Fernandez Garcia
Gabriel Barboza dos Santos
Gabriel Lucas de Araujo Gudin
Lucas Mariano Nogueira
2012
I must have spent about an hour, all alone, by the banks of this stream, close to our campsite.
Usually, on gruelling treks, it is alone time like this that has given me good images.
Shot handheld.
Parnall's Hill Wood lies beside the lane to Portholland and features this rather attractive, but seemingly random, shed.
But there are large numbers of Pheasants hanging about - I disturbed their Sunday morning lie in when I went stomping about to get this shot. There are a few wooden posts planted about with numbers on them, so I think this is a spot where the gun bunnies gather to blow away dumb animals, and the shed probably relates to that in some fashion (I didn't go and poke about as the ground leading to the shed is saturated and boggy).