the village (II)

from my walk in the village.

the village (I)

a timeless place, in many ways.

the weekend brought: thunderstorms, heavy downpours, patches of light, skies from palest grey to darkest charcoal, jumping over monster puddles, a new perlagonium, some jars of apricot jam cooling on the kitchen table, a pan of stewed apricots, possibly to be turned into a tarte. and yours?

village fête

somewhere, in the back of beyond, a village fête.

dusk

cherries at dusk.

walk

a first inkling of summer ahead, back in march.

picnic

on a summer's night, by the river, an impromptu picnic with sylee (cameo appearances by a blonde dog, a brunette mouse).

read the whole story here.

happy weekend, one and all!

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well hello, it's been a while.

it feels like i have lost my way somehow, all picture taking seemed utterly random. in a way, it still does. creative rut, persistent blues and all that. but i'd like to give it a try, and see what happens.

this place is my peaceful haven. i miss it, i have missed my conversations with you. how are you?