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This time of the year is great for the beautiful yellow fields of Canola that are very common in the UK. The colours can be quite amazing at times, although the flowers do have a strong smell for sure!!!
6412 working alongside the River Dart on a glorious summers day. It doesn't get anymore picturesque than this at Dartington Meadows. The Pannier Tank was working the 1300 from Totnes Riverside to Buckfastleigh.
I knew I shouldn't have said yesterday that we had left winter behind! This is the sight which greeted me this morning now that we have gone over to summertime :-(.
There's a fjord in the background somewhere.....
Summertime and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high
Oh, your daddy's rich and your ma is good-lookin'
So hush, little baby; don't you cry
One of these mornings you're gonna rise up singing
And you'll spread your wings and you'll take to the sky
But till that morning, there ain't nothin' can harm you
With daddy and mammy standin' by...
George Gershwin, Ira Gershwin
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Our prime Beach among the top 100 according to American magazine. Sand storm,few people in Winther cloths....
Thank you all for stopping by for a look of summer fun. I appreciate your wonderful comments and awards and invites.
Texture by Tim in Ohio87
“Jazz is smooth and cool. Jazz is rage. Jazz flows like water. Jazz never seems to begin or end. Jazz isn't methodical, but jazz isn't messy either. Jazz is a conversation, a give and take. Jazz is the connection and communication between musicians. Jazz is abandon.”
- Nat Wolff
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=yd_-8Iv_Bk8
HOW WONDERFUL YOU ARE – GORDON HASKELL
SUMMERTIME JAZZ
Dazzle the world with your eyes of brown
play jazz to me in the long languid nights
play love songs; add flat notes
on the ebony & ivory in old downtown
play the blues on the keys in old Harry's bar
in the old ways of love we dreamed from afar;
look at me darling with your eyes subdued
Passion will do that; create a misty view
in the smoky-hazed cafes where I made love to you
amid the profanities; beguiling acts and the air so blue
Frazzle the world with your heart deep blood red
play sweet platitudes where you're generously fed
Bejazzle the world with white diamonds so bright
the envy of all the bright stars in the sky tonight
Strum with your fingers all the songs that I know
play violin, cello with Cupid's sweet bow
Melancholy, solemnity finds no place to go
when you are near and can whisper all the love that you show
pluck at the strings of a heavenly harp
paint me a rainbow in the colours of Koi carp
there's nothing we can't do when it feels so right
dance me away from the mellow street lights
to the sultry back streets and alleys so dark
the danger is intoxicating;
vibrating and pulsing through our veins
we take any risk to flood our blood
with adrenalin to pour down the drains
we are young, free and stupid with love
and music playing songs in our heads; lullabies in bed;
up with the larks; burn the candle both ends
jazz, blues and passion and brandied sweet kisses
warm yet contentious, but never pretentious
we argue so heatedly; so honestly fraught
with all of the knowledge our education bought
we make rash assumptions
act without gumption
but when the sparks fly; we know then we're too young to die
yet we still push our luck; risk our lives for a buck
betting and staking all that we have
the shirt off your back; the knowledge we lack
about life we're still learning
about love we're still yearning
we want to grow old just so we can say
we misspent our youth in the most glorious of ways ...
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It was good while it lasted...
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One of the many scenic farm fields to be seen in Chester County, Pennsylvania, a short distance from the Maryland border.
I think this is the place to be right now, but due to my schedule, I won't be able to get up there in the next couple of days. Hope some of you hardcores, get up there and make some images...
A beautiful pink columbine in the forest
Hasselblad 500 C/M
Carl Zeiss CF 4/120 Makro-Planar
CFV-50 c Digital Back
Whether you like it or not we are getting at the end of Summer but we are not quite there yet. My caption is rather related to what I believe to be the name of that flower that the Rufous Hummingbird is visiting. ”Campanula-summertime-blues-bellflower” We moved here in December and there are many areas of the garden I am not familiar with. What a nice surprise to find that little visitor in the Campanula. The flowers are really tiny, smaller than foxglove bells. The Rufous can put it whole head in the Foxglove, not in this Campanula.
The presence of a Rufous Hummingbird is also unusual for us at this time of the year. We have Anna’s hummingbirds all year-round but Rufous are normaly gone by the beginning of August. I noticed today that there are other pollinators in the waiting room for that Bellflower Shrub, the bees love it too… The whole body of the bee fits so nicely in these little bells, unless you pay attention, you do not notice their presence in there. Perhaps an image of the bees visiting this Campanula in the near future. :)
www.gardenia.net/plant/campanula-summertime-blues-bellflower
PS I prefer the birds of the Fall and those of the Winter so I do not really have the blues about Summer being on its way out :).