Only the soft sounds of the receding tide are heard. The moist breeze is cool enough for a light sweater and shorts. Crouched atop the lifeguard chair, I peer at the inky horizon. The waning moon and the accompanying stars still hang in the dark sky, shrouded by cumuli. The Big Dipper is clearly visible, each of the seven stars glistening more vibrantly than the others. A sultry gust sets in as the sun climbs farther in the sky.

Two other horses I used to see on another bike ride. I wonder what happened to them. A nice encounter at Frampton Brasse microbrewery. I hope you are all doing well and are having a wonderful time this summer. Happy week dear friends! The end of a cold winter. 8220;I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields that it kisses them so gently? Scroll down if you.

Wildlife photography along the urban edge. Before tackling Cotopaxi, rigorous preparation entailed climbi.

My winks on life and light reflections.

Was ich sonst noch sah. Dies Bild gehört zur Serie vom Samstag. Die Bilder sind alle im Bereich des Wikinger Museum Haithabu. 2332013, ein Montag Abend.

I always love black and white photos, even though they make me feel not only peaceful but also kind of thoughtful and a little bit sad at the same time. Posted in Sweet little things in a tough little life. Tagged black and white photos.

Blackpool The Big One Lith Off. Portraiture photography black and white. Mia and Friend black and white portrait.

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