Gertrudsdottir's Prent van de Dag

What perfect shadows ...

neat looking tree

Maybe Giant Indeciduous should visit Giant Despair. Turn left at Doubting Castle. Then again, Mistress Diffidence might not appreciate the company.

A wonderfully bosky picture, this.

Scents of Pine and Wet Dog

I applaud thee, and
Thy porous parapluie
The wet evergreen.

A fine day, and a great tree
under which to sound
(in Lincoln's words)
"the mystic chords of memory."

xo, P.

Goedemorgen,

Heel apart op de foto gezet.
Een mooie foto.

Een goed begin van je week.

always the same walk but still new feelings...
or when the feet became autonomous and let the eyes discover new details...

monday morning baisers
:)

Good depth (or should that be highth) in the photo. And as 4ine says, when the path is familiar, new things appear.

Thanks for the thoughts on medlar and fig. I am thinking of taking the medlar seeds I saved to my mum in the west of Scotland, but wasn't sure if they would do any good there. Sounds like they should grow ok but not always fruit well.

It has weathered many seasons.
Tootles...Chris

What a tree!! Beautifully photographed by G.dottir!!

hugs, ERwin

Re:
Natuurlijk mag dat! Wat dacht je wat! ;-)

It must feel great to stay in that shadow.
:)

I'm still laughing about your comment in heiker's flog about Joyce's mackintosh man.

Nice to meet you, by the way.

Cris*

Sorry! I should have guessed that it's always the girls who make the smart comments, hehe!

No, the car is not mine. Actually the caption read:

"There's a better world, but it's too expensive..."
(it was only an expression of wish!)

:)

nice branches and nice feelings from it... thanks for this relaxing pic. i saw a lot of branches kissed by the sun, today. after a night of rain everything was shining yellow and brown. and the tops of the mountains in the dinstance are white, already. unluckily i had not the camera with me.
racism is "high" also here... in my pic the hand is smashing the symbol of an italian party who encourages racism, both against foreigners and against southern italians. really an awful party. there was a meeting of people from that party, during those days, in venezia. so these stickers appeared saying: "racist people, venezia is my home... and i don't want you in my home!"
goodluck for tonight. light a candle for me.*

Ik drop nog wel effe bij morguh!
Gekke tentakles joh!

tolles Bild!

re: of course, I am very much aware of the Kristallnacht, or, as it is correctly called, Reichspogromnacht. It was one horrible thing, the beginning of the greatest crime in history.

9th November is a historical date in German history. In 1918 it was the date of the end of World War I (my mother was born the day after); in 1923 Hitler tried to overthrow the Bavarian government; in 1938 the monster showed his teeth clearly visible to anyone (but most Germans did not want to see this), and finally, the fall of the Berlin Wall in 1989.

The reason why I did not mention the pogrome was, I did not want to write too much. I know my texts always are terribly long, so I had to concentrate on the Berlin Wall.

GG.- Sorry to hear that you are plagued by "Toads." Clearly it's subject not to be grasped easily. I wonder how those who translate, e.g., Marquez and Borges into Dutch manage. Perhaps some clues there? M. Beignet (and I hope this is not circular reasoning) in this piece sounds a lot like those gentlemen do as translated into English. Just a thought. We'll talk more soon, if you're of a mind. No need to hop to it right away, though. xo, P.

I love the softness of the light - who needs an expensive lens filter when you have tree branches :-)?

Yes, does seem to be a year of anniversaries - Kristallnacht, 20 years since the Berlin Wall, September was 70s years since the outbreak of WW2 - some folks here were almost nostalgic about that, probably because it was the last time when we knew who the good guys and bad guys were so clearly.

wat een heerlijke schuil- en droomboom.