Going west, chasing the sunset home.
Month: December 2016
Lazy Poet’s Thursday Haiku
I wish for warm fire
a safe bed for those with none
shelter food and love
Wordless Wednesday
Conceptual Photography
If you’re up for a really tricky photography challenge this week, Paula is the girl. Try your hand at conceptual photography she says.
Right.
What on earth is that? Well obviously it’s photography of a concept, she tells us. She’s added some links that explain, one, a wiki, says that it’s a type of photography that illustrates an idea.
While I was walking the dogs in the cemetery I went to visit my favourite tree, this Ginkgo. It was completely bare and I picked up a handful of it’s fan shaped leaves, thinking I could do something with them. There were many more fallen leaves, I compared their colours and the way they decayed and my mind kept returning to the word fallen. When I woke yesterday I had my idea, and this it.
Does this photo meet Paula’s Thursday Special challenge? Are you ready to give it a try as well? In case you’re wondering, the original photo is also mine and has been featured here before.
Six Word Saturday
Chococo today, what do you think?
New Horizons
The horizon leans forward, offering you space to place new steps of change
Maya Angelou
This weeks photo challenge at the Daily Post has been set by Krista, very timely in these last few weeks of a turbulent year.
Here in my photo, some are strolling, some swimming towards, some catching a wave away from the horizon.
How about you, will you stride towards the future with positivity, or wallow in a mire of indifference?
Lazy Poet’s Thursday Haiku
growing or floating
which is the illusion
as above so below
Wordless Wednesday
It’s beginning . . .
I can’t avoid it now.
But as I’ve done the majority of my Christmas shopping I feel quite smug this year, I’m not usually this organised. I haven’t even thought about cards though, oh well, I can’t get everything right.
One of my favourite things about Christmas is going to see the lights in town. Exeter’s are rather modest compared to the big cities, but they’re still magical to me.
I went to town for an after work browse at the shops, this is the High Street.
Then it was time for supper, we wandered around trying to decide where to eat. There’s a whole new bunch of chain restaurants recently opened in the Guildhall, much needed, there were so few choices before – she says with tongue firmly fixed in cheek! We checked the menus of half a dozen, before returning to a favourite, Bill’s. It’s always tasty and the atmosphere is lively but early in the evening, it isn’t too manic. Walking back through town afterwards, a last look at the pretties.
To see some really stunning Christmas lights, you really should pop over to visit Rommel, he’s in Japan.
Traces of the past
This old farm building in Fiumefreddo, Sicily was surrounded by orange groves. I stayed there, not in the barn, but in an agriturisme hotel on the same site, a few years ago.
I wonder if the building has been renovated or has tumbled down.
Traces of the past is Paula’s Black and White Sunday post here, if you’d like to join in.
Lucid Gypsy 