Ice, earring, ear, eye, nose.
Cee’s Midweek Madness Challenge: Letter e at the beginning or ending of a word
Wordless Wednesday
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Ice, earring, ear, eye, nose.
Cee’s Midweek Madness Challenge: Letter e at the beginning or ending of a word
Wordless Wednesday
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“Today has been a day dropped out of June into April.” L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Windy Poplars
Before 1817 the Rhine meandered through the wide plane between Basel in the South and Wiesbaden in the North. Then the river was canalised according to the plans of Johann Gottfried Tulla. The left-over ox-bows and side arms, some completely separate from the river, some with a connection, have mostly been turned into local recreational areas.
I took the photo last week – the weather was almost balmy, with a slight wind mingling the scent of the water with blooms from the trees on the gardens on the landside. Perfect for a birthday stroll!
Find more photos inspired by the quote at Travel with Intent.
The first warm days of spring and protection becomes necessary when sitting on the banks of the river Rhine. He was watching the swan I showed yesterday.
The twentyeighth #BrightSquare
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Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Natural Light vs Man Made Light
On an outing this weekend we came upon this charming scene, two decorators preparing a glade for a wedding.
We couldn’t wait for the ceremony to begin but it seemed like an enchanted place to celebrate a wedding – Covid appropriate: in the open.
A Photo a Week: Celebration Covid Style
The Ragtag Daily Prompt: Random
When I saw this swan on the Rhine I couldn’t help but seeing Lohengrin with it on his way to rescue his bride (sic).
The twentyseventh #BrightSquare
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Pizzazz (or rather “purple pizzazz”) is one of the crayola colours – and the first year I participated in Tourmaline’s Color Your World Challenge I used this photo of a well-known store front in Edinburgh because it was just the right shade of pink – or possibly, purple.
The Ragtag Daily Prompt: Pizzazz
The window behind which I spent my teenage years – photographed from good way away.
If it weren’t for the chimney I might have caught a peak of one of the new occupants of the room.

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