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Daily Photos for Friday
“There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept” Ansel Adams
Abandoned
Neglected and forgotten
Maybe even a little rotten
Someone had just dropped in
And ended up there squatting
But still saddened
And quite abandoned
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Photography /Poetry /Humour
Daily Photos for Friday
“There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept” Ansel Adams
Summer Dwelling
My summer cottage
In the deepest of forests
It may not be snobbish
And it does not have a mortgage
Some say, demolish!
But I say, exotic!
For cuteness there is no shortage
No need for creature comforts
In my summer cottage
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Daily Photos for Friday
“There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept” Ansel Adams
Ruins
The remainders of times passed
Disappearing from sight very fast
Proves the point, that nothing lasts
…Forever
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Photography /Poetry /Humour
Daily Photos for Friday
“There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept” Ansel Adams
Light and Shadows
Swaying slowly
In the soft wind
Soaking up boldly
The rays of the sun
Until daylight dims
And finally gone
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Photography /Poetry /Humour
Daily Photos for Friday
“There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept” Ansel Adams
Secret Passage
“Colonel: [stuck in a time loop] If we don’t find a way out of this soon, I’m gonna lose it.
[Teal’c looks questioningly at him]
Colonel: Lose it… It means go crazy, nuts, insane, bonzo, no longer in possession of one’s faculties, three fries short of a Happy Meal, wacko”
Into a new world
We were slowly hurled
Through a secret passage way
For good this time to stay
“There is no way back”
Said Jack
As he his wristwatch checked
And adjusted his backpack
The wormhole had closed
All standing composed
Awaiting the proposed
“Let’s move on campers,
There is no room for slackers”
Walking towards the new world order
Without any defined borders
Posted in the Daily Post:Â Curve
Photography /Poetry /Humour
Curve for The Daily Post
“In life, as in art, the beautiful moves in curves” Edward G. Bulwer-Lytton
White
“The cone of silence
Expecting only, compliance
We are the all mighty tyrants
All others need guidance
If you remain defiant
We will revoke your license
And throw you off this island!”
Posted in the Daily Post:Â Curve
Photography /Poetry /Humour
Curve for The Daily Post
“In life, as in art, the beautiful moves in curves” Edward G. Bulwer-Lytton
Blue
Sky’s light of blue
Burrowing through
No matter what you do
You cannot escape
The true blue
Posted in the Daily Post: Curve
Photography /Poetry /Humour
Curve for The Daily Post
“In life, as in art, the beautiful moves in curves” Edward G. Bulwer-Lytton
Turquoise
On the dome’s upper decks
A beautiful turquoise vortex
Is flickering its flecks
Creating most perplexed
Special effects
Posted in celebration of Midsummer and Photography
The Helsinki Cathedral
Alexander II
& Friends
The Senate Square
Havis Amanda
Esplanade
Posted in celebration of Midsummer and homage to Finns
Midsummer may not be a religious holiday, but it surely is a religion for us Finns 😉
” When in Rome, do as the Romans do”Â
(Or in this case Helsinki, Oulu, Rovaniemi, Turku, Tampere, Porvoo or basically any Finnish town or village!!!)
Sisu, Sauna and Koskenkorva (Ode to Finns)
Finns, what a nationality
We have quite the ability
To enjoy ourselves
With life’s simple little things
Sauna, heated to at least eighty degrees
Surely hot enough to melt any cheese
Beating each other with branches of birch
Almost as purifying as absolution in a church
Sisu, the spunk, guts and percistence
We have plenty of through out our existance
Rally drivers, Nokia, Linux and the rest
We only deliver the best
Koskenkorva, pure spirit made out of barley
After drinking, don’t ride your Harley
The Swedes may prefer their Vodka
But for the Finns, it’s pure dogma
We have lakes and forrests in abundance
So please come and join us
For a visit in the green of nature
It won’t leave you denatured
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