Photography : Chimneys & Skies 1/2 – November December 2019
My photoblog : https://qeht.photo.blog/
“All of humanity’s problems stem from man’s inability to sit quietly in a room alone”
Dragonfly is tired and flowers are a bit cold, stains appear on leaves, things die or fall into water – summer momentum slows down, and will drown soon. I took these in Le Parc des Géant in Lille, North of France :
French Fall City Walk Photography, Part II – Oct 31 2018
French Fall City Walk Photography, Part I – Oct 31 2018
Had a good laugh this morning, having coffee on the bed and imagining a tropical happy flowery trumpets ambiance…
Which would be like being in hell, right?
I can’t talk much before my coffee, I don’t want a crazy happy dog (who wanna jog with me) at breakfast, and I don’t want a Cuban/Mexican brass band near my bed…
I need quietness – maybe a little Satie piano music if you want. I’m happy to see the cat lounging on the bed, and a few triangles of sun on the wooden floor. Basking silence…
I live in the North of France, it’s 34°F this morning, with a perfect cold wintery sun outside leaving bright still frames everywhere in the room. I talked yesterday with a guy who lived a few years in the South of France, who told me he was depressed by the solid blue skyed “great weather” of Nice or Toulouse : “Give me passing clouds, mist, showers and snow, give me low angle lights and pale blue skies…”.
It’s relative, because North of France is the very South of Norway, for example, right? Do people in North California have the same feeling, the “comfort of being from the North” (even if the State is only 170 years old)? Then, what about Oregon? what’s the North, for Morocco or Tunisia?
Is Autumn comforting to you? Like “Ahhh we’re home!”? Do you prefer Sibelius (Finland) or Villa Lobos (Brazil)? Cat or Dog? North or South? Have a walk in a forest, or party in Cuban bar?
Have a nice sunday!