“I love you, little maid,”
Said the Sunbeam to the Shade,
As all day long she shrank away before him;
But at twilight, ere he died,
She was weeping at his side;
And he felt her tresses softly trailing o’er him.
John. B. Tabb
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A short visit to Edinburgh with my Love and a tour through the galleries. A micro-series of photos from
National Gallery of Scotland.
By William Shakespeare
From you have I been absent in the spring,
When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim,
Hath put a spirit of youth in everything,
That heavy Saturn laughed and leaped with him.
Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell
Of different flowers in odour and in hue,
Could make me any summer’s story tell,
Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew:
Nor did I wonder at the lily’s white,
Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose;
They were but sweet, but figures of delight
Drawn after you, – you pattern of all those.
Yet seem’d it winter still, and, you away,
As with your shadow I with these did play.
A lot is going on and more is going on.
Days pass quietly and Old Year closes slowly – And a New, Wonderful Year soon knocks on our doors.
These are a few handfuls of pre-Christmas time on a sunny day yesterday.
Merry Christmas to everyone somewhere else.
May the Spirit of Good Christmas be among you.
Tom: Aren’t you scared you’ll kill yourself if you crash?
Burt Munro: No… You live more in five minutes on a bike like this going flat out than some people live in a lifetime.
“The World’s Fastest Indian”
“Power, Beauty, and Soul.”
Aston Martin’s slogan
Chassis Number: DB6/3443/R
Engine Number: 400/3519
UK Registration Number: TVB 964 F
Date of first reg: 18th July 1968
You know how we’ve grown
Love without your every time.
Well everyone needs a right time
When I see the pictures of every life and the day they die,
It’s your image burnt into my mind
And again I’d find
That it’s worth the..
Why my love has that is right our time.
Our love comes back in the middle of the night…
James Blake/ (Late Night Tales: Ólafur Arnalds) – Our Love Comes Back
Here is a long and silent street.
I walk in blackness and I stumble and fall
and rise, and I walk blind, my feet
trampling the silent stones and the dry leaves.
Someone behind me also tramples, stones, leaves:
if I slow down, he slows;
if I run, he runs I turn : nobody.
Everything dark and doorless,
only my steps aware of me,
I turning and turning among these corners
which lead forever to the street
where nobody waits for, nobody follows me,
where I pursue a man who stumbles
and rises and says when he sees me : nobody.
— Octavio Paz
Pentax K-1,
Voigtlander 40mm f/2 Ultron SL II,
Voigtlander Color-Skopar 20mm f/3.5 SL II Aspherical
…it was a short trip from Nigg Bay to Greyhope Bay in stormy evening of February 7, 2017 …
I think that I probably never get used to these dates with “two” in the beginning …
How it would sound beautifully: 7 February, Anno Domini 1917 .. .
Rain and wind …
sea stories… scent of the sea… fleeing time…
“I want to explain how exhausted I am. Even in my dreams. How I wake up tired. How I’m being drowned by some kind of black wave.”
Elizabeth Wurtzel, Prozac Nation
First gallery this year…
In a strange city lying alone
Far down within the dim West,
Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best
Have gone to their eternal rest.
There shrines and palaces and towers
(Time-eaten towers that tremble not!)
Resemble nothing that is ours.
Around, by lifting winds forgot,
Resignedly beneath the sky
The melancholy waters lie.
Tʜᴇ Cɪᴛʏ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ Sᴇᴀ/Eᴅɢᴀʀ Aʟʟᴀɴ Pᴏᴇ
ᴊᴇsɪᴇń ᴋʀᴏᴄᴢąᴄᴀ ᴊᴀᴋ ᴄʜʏᴛʀʏ ᴡɪᴇʟᴍᴏżᴀ
ᴏɢᴀʀɴɪᴀᴊąᴄᴀ ᴅᴏᴍ ᴍᴏ́ᴊ ᴍɢʟɪsᴛʏᴍ ᴘłᴀsᴢᴄᴢᴇᴍ
ɪ śᴘɪᴇᴡᴀᴊąᴄᴀ ʟɪśᴄɪᴏᴍ ᴋᴏłʏsᴀɴᴋę
Jᴀʀᴏsłᴀᴡ Iᴡᴀsᴢᴋɪᴇᴡɪᴄᴢ
…in color and black’n’white
cosel friedhof
forgotten, destroyed and devastated
“Ty2/Ty42 – parowóz towarowy konstrukcji niemieckiej (znormalizowana seria 52), budowany masowo w wielu fabrykach europejskich (w Niemczech i krajach okupowanych, m.in. w Polsce) w latach 1942-1945, znany także jako niemiecka lokomotywa wojenna Kriegslokomotive.”
(Wikipedia.org)
Parowóz Ty42-24 wrócił na tory po 4-letnim remoncie wykonanym przez pasjonatów z Towarzystwa Ochrony Zabytków Kolejnictwa i Organizacji Skansenów
w Pyskowicach. Miałem przyjemność oglądać go na Pikniku kolejowym w Racławicach Śląskich 29-30 czerwca 2013 roku.
Miło zobaczyć że era pary czasem powraca, że są ludzie którzy wracają życie stalowym olbrzymom…w powietrzu znów zapach oliwy i stali…i troszkę żal że tylko czasem…że tylko na chwilę…
Zapraszam Was do galerii:
