




hanging above the street and telling us: It’s Christmas time. Aaaaaaand …
… it’s gone!
The Cosmic Photo Challenge: Show Us Your Christmas
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hanging above the street and telling us: It’s Christmas time. Aaaaaaand …
… it’s gone!
The Cosmic Photo Challenge: Show Us Your Christmas
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For the penultimate week of 2021 Dale has asked us to show our best shots of the year. I picked three photos, each from a different genre. Since the challenge is called The Cosmic Photo Challenge I thought that my macro shot should be a cosmos flower:


This portrait was just fun and more of an action shot, really. I liked the original but the sepia-around-the-edges puts the focus more on his face.


Sundown over the Rhine Valley. A dystopian landscape.




The Cosmic Photo Challenge: Your best bits
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Christmas markets in Germany are happening – at least in some parts of the country. Some are open, others are access controlled for COVID vaccinations. But what they all have in common: they serve mulled wine.
One glühwein, please. I'll try de one wizz de cimmamom whisky shot dis time. Can I haf anudder glühwein, pleesh? An anudder ... nudder one, shank you. Nudda -lühwa... -lühwai ... g-lüh... Nudda cuppp!!!
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There it was, this squirrel sitting in a bird feeder, oblivious to me approaching.
And then it did notice me and it took off in 0 to 100 in no time.








I came across this “park of sculptures” in summer. It is basically an abandoned plot of land with a variety of sculptures from two or three artists littered around. One of the central pieces carries the words “to be or not art is the answer” (yes, equally scrambled in German). I thought it was exactly right for today’s challenge.
And now for something completely different:
These were the original, unedited photos I’ve used for the shapes above.




It’s all about the light and the colours in autumn.
Green and grey and hazy.
Orange and yellow and clear.
Brown and red and dusky.
Green and yellow and bright.
And the final photo from yesterday – taken from a car driving on the autobahn (I wasn’t the one on the steering wheel, of course).