And in case you don’t know where to look for spring, you can always follow the signs: Spring Street.
You might end up here:
One Word Sunday: Spring
Tag: #OneWordSunday
Grey Gardening
For years a growing trend in front yards has been to do away with most of the soil and just leave a few plants as focal points. It appears tidy, means a lot less work for the gardener, and looks terrible. I guess the house owners in the above picture thought so too so they started dotting plant pots around to make it a bit greener.
This garden architecture has come under severe criticism in the last few years not just for aesthetic reasons but because it is an ecological disaster for insects and other small creatures. As a results some communities have started to fine these “gardens of death” as they have come to be called, others have started incentive schemes to encourage people to revert their yards into green oases amongst grey streets and buildings.
This home owner in our neighbourhood is obviously not amongst the converted yet. He has taken the concept a step further and dotted his pebble desert not with plants but with rocks and metal ornaments. So much so that I looked around for a sign, thinking that maybe they were selling them. Some are actually not ugly taken by themselves, and could be a feature in a green garden but in this abundance they are just ugly as hell.
One Word Sunday: Ugly.
Empty Nest Syndrome
It can no longer be hidden at this time of year.
Whether it is kind of hidden in the twigs and branches of the barren trees
or openly displayed on top of poles and trunks.
And this particular nest has been empty for years and years and years. When I was little it was used by storks, then there were fewer and the nest stayed empty. Now their numbers are increasing and we have a sizable number returning every spring but they never took again to the nest up on the old tower, nowadays they live in the trees in the plain, closer to their food sources.
One Word Sunday: Empty.
The Colours of a Winter Sunset
No playing with post picture editing but using different filters while taking the photo. One is called romantic, the other one dramatic.
A horse with no name
Feelings, nothing more than feelings,
Trying to forget my feelings of love.
Teardrops rolling down on my face,
Trying to forget my feelings of love.
One Word Sunday: feeling.
Passing it forward
One Word Sunday: Small, smaller, smallest.
Body builders
When you start a snowman you start with the body.
Only then you put the head on the body.
Looking through my pictures of the day I found a shot where I caught the guys carrying the head to the bodyin the background.
One Word Sunday: Body.
A Line in the Sky
One Word Sunday: Skyline.
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