
A colour collage with these shades:


for the One Word Photo Challenge: HORSE

https://jennifernicholewells.com/2017/08/06/this-weeks-challenges-august-6-12-owpc-ww/


I have an ulterior motive with my 6 word musings this Saturday. I was walking in the woods yesterday when this little creature ran in front of me on the path. It was tiny, totally unperturbed, meeping in a high voice, and following ants on which it pounced and ate one after the other. I think it was either a wood mouse or a bank vole – but the size still puzzles me. Its body was just an inch long, the tail about another inch. Any of the animals I checked up on are normally bigger. Or was this a baby who was still learning to keep under cover and keep quite? I hope it learned fast. Anyway, if somebody knows for sure what I saw I’d appreciate to hear from you.
The area was a fairly well frequented part of a large arboretum with exotic trees from all over the world, beech varieties are also included, pretty close to a town, in southwest Germany (Weinheim an der Bergstraße). https://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Exotenwald
for: Six Word Saturday


When I hear trail I cannot help but think of paths marked with flour (or chalk, and occasionally completely different stuff) followed by mad people whom I happen to call friends, running, walking, skipping, crawling … following the “hash” and calling “on on”. An arrow with lines is called “true trail” and if you find this you know you are on the right track, and beer (or water) won’t be too far away.
Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Walking Paths and Trails





for The Daily Post Photo Challenge: Textures.
https://dailypost.wordpress.com/photo-challenges/textures/




For the “A photo a week” Challenge asking for photos with the subject being off-centre.
We met this dog. Wearing a neon green wig attached to his collar. It was ambling past us, obviously quite content and happy. I would have liked to ask him: why?
https://ceenphotography.com/2017/07/30/cees-odd-ball-photo-challenge-july-30-2017/


Believe it or not – this was my playground when I grew up. No, I’m not of noble descent – our house was on the other side of the wall in the old part of town. One of the weirder influences this had on me is that I associate peacocks with a fuzzy, snug, and warm feeling. I remember that visitors staying overnight with my parents usually came to breakfast with a harrowed look on their faces and “What was THAT noise last night??!” on their lips. But to this day the shrill sound of a peacock’s call says “home” to me.
for Jennifer Nichole Wells’ One Word Photo Challenge: HOME

https://jennifernicholewells.com/2017/07/30/this-weeks-challenges-july-30-august-5-owpc-ww/