Life is hard and then you die. He’s carrying the world upon his shoulders. Even amidst all this beauty. But the stoop hasn’t come naturally, it’s the result of many, many, many hours of training. Ragtag Daily Prompt: Stoop
Life is hard and then you die. He’s carrying the world upon his shoulders. Even amidst all this beauty. But the stoop hasn’t come naturally, it’s the result of many, many, many hours of training. Ragtag Daily Prompt: Stoop
Cosmic Photo Challenge: As the Sun Goes Down
An evening walk amongst the vineyard because it’s too hot currently to walk during the day. The vine leaves have not yet started to turn colour but this variety is already tinged with red and the evening son enhances the colour. I met somebody else … Continue reading Evening Wisdom
Monday Window
Today the Count doubles as a magician. He conjures up an egg. Who does the egg belong to? Is it the bird’s? But it is only ONE bird. Is it the sheep’s? But do they lay eggs? Who will work it out? Värikollaasit #460 These … Continue reading A Counting Magician
A door is usually a gateway from one space to another, sort of like a supporting actor not the main character. But then there is this door which is not about to give up its place centre stage: I wanted to leave it at that. … Continue reading Door for Doors’ Sake
A cul de sac ending on a vineyard. And two benches. And don’t forget the table in between. What’s missing?

Look at the sign on the bench. It reads: Little neighborhood bench.

Now imagine neighbours sitting down, at the end of the day, with a bottle of wine and a few glasses between them, having a chinwag while the sun is setting behind them. Wouldn’t you love to join them?