Photos taken yesterday.
This day started with frosty mist and plants with ice.
I had planned to take a photo of the same place – near the place I live – several times over the year. But it turned out to be a less clever idea. After I had shrunk the photo to fit this site, there wasn’t much difference between spring, summer and autumn: green fields and some houses in the distance.
So here is probably the last photo of the same motif. The earlier ones can be found here and here.
Unless you really don’t want to see any more of my photos, I’ll most likely continue showing you some, but taken other places. 🙂
Photo taken today, just outside my window.
Springtime in Denmark with sun and green fields, and soon the trees turn green too. Oh joy!
I went by this place today – on a cold Saturday.
I suddenly came to think, that it looks like an illustration from ‘The Wind in the Willows’. The trees probably aren’t willows (I’m not sure, what they are), and it was in another era I’ve came across that story, so I may remember it all wrong.
“You remember it in great detail, and you remember it all wrong.
All the distances are different, and the landmarks seem to have moved about.”
(George Orwell, “Coming Up For Air”)
Both photos are taken near the spot, where I also took Home Base photo #1, mainly to show what it looks like in a more normal winter – which we have now. Few minutes after I took the photos, it began to snow again. But it seems like the snow is here on a short visit. Tomorrow it’ll all turn to water, and the precipitation will be in form of rain – and not snowfall.
I’ll try to take a photo now and then of places near my home, and send them out on this blog the same day. You’ll find all the Home Base messages under the category Home Base photos. (Yes, it can be that simple!)
The first photo (called #1) is taken with a cell phone camera, on a January day (today, actually), with the sun almost directly in the lens (contre-jour). Though the motif isn’t far away from my house (can’t be seen on the photo), I seldom go there. There’s just a small road leading to nowhere – Well, if you walk for about an hour, and turn right each time you get the chance, you’ll end up where you started. But then again – for some people, that would be nowhere – for me it is home.