
Gotta find my way back
– home
Gotta find a road
To bring me back soon
To you
A beautiful journey
From Summer
To a far-off horizon
– in Fall

Gotta find my way back
– home
Gotta find a road
To bring me back soon
To you
A beautiful journey
From Summer
To a far-off horizon
– in Fall
I just had to share this very powerful and delightful prose/poem by Claudia. What a fantastic journey she weaves.
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i’m neither poet
nor a writer, rather someone,
walking the lanes of life
like an autumn day
(just half an hour during lunch break),
caught in bus pane back reflections,
uuhhh—the world
spins fast,
My boss says “we should have a closer look at how you sit at the computer–“ ergonomics & workplace safety. He rings up the maintenance man, who carries a set of allen keys and (shrrkk, shrrrrk, sorry, i– ) Desk & chair, finally adjusted, truly sized to my proportions.
we talk indian summer,
(my curly haired colleague and i)
of biking mornings over hills with mist,
wetting the valleys and the mountains
in the back & that we can’t wait
‘til the leaves clothe red&yellow,
i find traces of an owl &
watch the spider spin its web, ivy
crawls with bright green feet, up up
the trees, clings tight, just like we all do
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Part 2 of Fall In Reflection. A Compositional change in form; moving toward subtle abstraction.

This short series entitled “Fall” is a collection of recent photographs taken with my Android phone during the summer months. What I am attempting to accomplish is a slight transition to the beauty of the Fall season by implementing various color, textural, and tonal changes. Embracing a new landscape; anticipating the coming season that we all have come to love.

fall
the season of color
rich in tone
subtle in transition
you and i
and the whole world
falling in love
– with fall
A biker’s delight. Holland.

Today was going to be a cycle of the complete unknown – we had no idea where we were going. Last night the city of Haarlem had given us a live music concert, a much-needed hearty meal and a very comfy bed for the night.
At the time the question of ‘ Where to next?’ wasn’t required…
The following morning the entire Netherlands lay before us. Directions for far-flung places were waiting to guide us out of the city. It was a matter of close your eyes and like candy in a candy shop, take your pick and hope each morsel is full of wonderful surprises.
That is what we did. A postcard stand had a photo of a city called Gouda. The photo was of wheels of yellow cheese lying in row’s on cobbled pavements. Our curiosity made us decide to end our day there. Simple!
Our departure…
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Lovethybike is a great blog that I’ve recently discovered. And now in this post an exploration of one of my favorite countrys, The Netherlands is featured. I once had the pleasure of biking through various parts of Central Holland. It is an experience I will never forget.
After a non stop tasting of Gouda cheese our bellies look like well-rounded wheels, we could easily roll out of Gouda, instead we are pedalling. Today, where ever we end up, we will have to catch a fast train to the Hook of Holland. We have a ferry to catch back to England. Rotterdam seems a good place to catch a train. Our destination is decided.

The open pastures of dairy-farming lay before us. The distinct black and white blots of the Friesian cows surround us. As they munch happily on the lush green grass we pedal with smiles on our faces… this scene is a reminder of home. The three of us feel as if we are back in rural New Zealand.
Canals and drains break up the pastures and our pebbly cycle trails criss crosses each other like something from a crossword puzzle. It begins…
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A portrait reveals a moment in time that can express a lifetime of mystery. In a photograph or painting, the artist seeks to find the deeper essence of the subject and reveal the inner persona via the constructs of light, texture, imagination and form. In a portrait there is always something to say and something we would like to know.

for all time
with endless love
mine
All weekend I have been thinking of my lovely daughter Lady, and her timeless heart. Never to be forgotten. This has always been one of my favorite photographs of her: Young, beautiful and imaginative. I thought this week’s challenge would be a perfect tribute to her. Rest in peace my Lady Pooh.

the life of memories
an endless vastness
– timeless
without world’s end
stretching beyond yesterday’s dream
and tomorrow’s infinite horizon
the life of memories
and its inner fortress
– the secret place