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Some windows... Un vagabondage de Winchester à Swanage. So brittish ...
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A trip from Winchester to Swanage. So British !
This picture, which I took on one of my trips to Vietnam, also fits into the series "Window in House Wall". Ho Chi Minh City - the former Saigon - offers a myriad of good such photo motifs. I love going on a photo tour in Ho Chi Minh City.
Just caught this going by my car window the other day.
Swoosh
I need a Wednesday road trip. Maybe buy me some trinkets at a flea market.
Happy Window Wednesday
I sit by the window.
Hands lock my knees.
My heavy shadow's my squat company.
My song was out of tune,
my voice cracked,
but at least no chorus can ever sing it back.
I sit by the window in the dark.
shadows in waves
behind the wavelike curtain crash.
A loyal subject of these second-rate years,
I proudly admit my finest ideas
are second-rate, and may the future take them
as trophies of my struggle against fate.
I sit in the dark.
And it would be hard to figure out
which is worse: the dark inside, or the darkness out.
--Joseph Brodsky
HAPPY WINDOW WEDNESDAY(S) !
I harvested this harvest window on a cloudy October morning. I think it speaks for itself. Congratulations to the decorator living behind Door Number Four.
In my album: Dan's Windows.
Location: Colmar, Alsace FR.
Hard to believe that I have been in this common room at St. Dominic's Retirement Village so many times, and I never even looked up to see this window until our visit last Friday. "Eyes Wide Shut."
Een verhaal verteld in licht en woord. Dit jaar was Anna Drijver de vertelster.
Het was druk dit jaar, de groepen veel te groot, het wachten te lang. Ik kon niet vrij fotograferen en het afknippen van de mensen lukt ook niet echt, maar het hoeft toch ook niet? Het is zoals het is en dat is goed.
A story told in light and words. This year, Anna Drijver was the narrator.
It was busy this year, the groups far too large, the wait too long. I couldn't photograph freely, and cropping people isn't really possible, but isn't it necessary? It is what it is, and that's fine.
Shot of some brave window washers in New York City. I took this shot from the Top of the Rock, on the 70th floor.
No single sentence better explains the motives and direction of Hopkins’s life than this: “Man is created to praise.” He believed it as wholly as a man can believe anything; and when regret or sorrow over anything in [Hopkins’] life comes to a critic’s mind, this must be remembered.
-Humphry House, The Note-Books and Papers of Gerard Manley Hopkins (Oxford: Oxford University Press, 1937), 416.