Mirror theme hosted by Margaret for Leanne’s Monochrome Madness.
“I know that mirrors give us a false sense of confidence.” I continued. “The reflection that we see everyday has nothing to do with how others see us. The glass lies.”
― Rasmenia Massoud,
This image of Low Tide Coastal Textures: Seaweed and Rocks is for Debbie’s One Word Sunday and also for John’s Cellpic Sunday.
This is a good one as not that many words are needed, my contribution to Judes Bench Challenge
This week’s Lens Artists Challenge is presented by Sofia in her original post she wrote the following: There are a few things that give a photo that cinematic feel: camera angles, bold and high-contrast colours, light, locations, just to name a few. The main objective is to take a shot that is part of a story, there’s mood and a sense of location; our image is but a snapshot of a much wider situation.
I’m diving into this with a cinematic mindset as I pick out photos and spots, really tuning into those color vibes that set the mood just right. If you’re into watching movies these days, you’ve probably noticed the awesome trend with colors, especially that eye-catching teal and orange combo. It’s wild how these colors can boost the emotional punch of a scene; next time you’re zoning out on an action flick or a thrilling crime series, take a sec to notice how everywhere this color duo pops up, along with the moody shadows and lighting. Old towns are super cinematic. They’ve got so much history and charm, almost like they’re hiding stories just waiting to spill. They make the perfect backdrop for films, giving us everything from cobblestone streets to cute buildings that really add some flair to any story.
Black and white photography in movies has this cool, timeless vibe that really ramps up the emotional feels by playing with light, shadow, and how everything’s laid out. This style adds a heavy punch to films with its strong contrasts, setting the mood from gloomy to dramatic, especially in film noir. It lets filmmakers zero in on the cool details that often get lost in color flicks. Directors choose black and white on purpose, giving their stories a classic touch. Plus, ditching color can show off simplicity and the battle between good and evil, diving deeper into what people really feel. Black and white, monochrome is still a big deal in the film world.
Sunset in Key West is absolutely breathtaking! It’s the kind of scene that just makes movies better, highlighting those key moments with killer lighting. You can’t help but feel something when you see these sunsets; they really get you thinking, playing a big role in all kinds of films—from rom-coms to serious dramas—definitely leaving a memorable mark on moviegoers.
In movies, sunsets in Key West can do a bunch of cool things—showing the wrap-up of a journey, bringing people together, or giving a chill vibe after some drama. That golden hour really ups the charm of the place, making characters (and us viewers) stop and soak in the beauty of those quick, special moments.
Paris, often called the “City of Light,” is a go-to spot for filmmakers because of its stunning buildings, charming streets, and lively vibe. Each neighborhood brings its own unique flavor to the story, really capturing the city’s artsy and historic side. The way the light shifts throughout the day, especially at sunset, adds a cool visual touch that makes those emotional moments hit even harder. In the end, movies set in Paris stir up dreams and feelings, turning the city into a magical place that speaks to people all over the world.
Check out the nighttime scene at El Cortez Hotel in Las Vegas! The bright neon signs light up the place, giving it a super moody vibe as folks walk by on the busy street, soaking up the atmosphere with street sounds and music from nearby spots. Those neon lights not only make the hotel look awesome but also capture the city’s spirit, where every little corner has a story waiting to be told, and the thrill of the nightlife totally invites you to dive in and explore more.
Last week we visited the most wonderful places with John’s challenge. I’d love to visit most of them as they were unknown to me. Next week, it’s my turn to host on Saturday, May 3rd—hope you can join me then! Until then, keep smiling. You never know, I might just make someone’s day a little brighter!
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This week, John is guiding us through the My Go-To Places challenge, and I believe many of you can easily guess my answer. I’ve mentioned it on numerous occasions before: they are simply my home and my summer house. These serene spots allow me to just be myself.
This path takes me to a serene location surrounded by nature. Just this past Easter, I visited there. The scenery was not yet vibrant with greenery; instead, it appeared more brown and dreary. However, the melody of the birds chirping was beautifully powerful and soothing.
Summer green, a hue renowned for its calming properties, envelops me in a serene embrace here. As I sit n oone of my favorite places, I observe the gentle wind dancing through the leaves, accompanied by the vast expanse of blue skies overhead. The melodious sounds of nature create a symphony around me, wrapping me in tranquility—there are no problems to solve, only the bliss of the moment to savor.
With the arrival of early autumn, the enchanting mist that blankets the mornings and evenings creates a mesmerizing atmosphere, while the skies transform into a stunning palette of colors. It’s an absolute delight to seize the opportunity and take your camera along for an outing, ensuring that these beautiful moments are captured forever.
Lakeside, where the gentle sound of water caresses the shore and the vibrant yellows of autumn paint the landscape, offers a serene escape into nature. It’s here that I find my sanctuary, a place to reset and rejuvenate. My summer house is my primary retreat, where I spend most of my time during the pleasant seasons that invite outdoor activities. While winter holds its own beauty, I prefer to stay indoors, as the cold air isn’t my favorite companion. As the saying goes, “Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished,” reminding me to embrace the tranquility that surrounds me.
I sat in my living room beside my grandson, having just snapped a few photos of him. With my mobile in hand, I captured the very spot on my sofa where I’ve spent countless calm and peaceful moments, gazing out at the changing seasons through the window. I’ve watched deer, hares, and foxes stroll by, and even glimpsed a moose once, while birds soared and squirrels scampered along the fence. This corner of my home is truly one of my favorite places, reminding me that “home is not a place, but a feeling.”
Thank you, John, for this challenge. It reminded me once again to be grateful for what I have. Please link them to his original post here and use the Lens-Artists Tag so we can find you. Thanks also to Anne for last week’s “abandoned” challenge and to everyone who responded. I’m not sure why we are drawn to such things, but as long as they are around, we’ll keep capturing them.
I often dedicate countless hours to editing photos from the numerous places we’ve traveled to over the years. While I may not physically venture out, I immerse myself in the editing process, often losing track of time in front of my computer screen as I reminisce about those experiences. Which also is calming.
Finally, we hope you’ll join us next week when Sofia leads us once again on her beautiful Photographias site. Until then keep on smiling☺It might be someone’s highlight of the day.
Anns challenge is a very popular theme among photographers, and there is something profoundly appealing about capturing old forgotten places, homes, barns, roads, and bridges, as is the case in my journey. The decay of these structures adds a unique element to the images, evoking feelings of nostalgia and contemplation. Each photograph serves as a visual narrative, telling a story that is often steeped in sadness, yet it is a very real and poignant tale of time’s passage and the impermanence of human endeavors. There is something undeniably true and raw in the remnants of these locations, and they convey emotions that do not require words to be understood. We can immerse themselves in the imagery and craft their own interpretations of the stories that unfold. By looking at the photos, one can sense the whispers of history and perhaps even feel the echoes of laughter and life that once filled these now desolate spaces: See her post for more inspiration ABANDONED
Can you in your mind picture a story about this blue house in this green lush setting with the mountains looming majestically in the background? The azure paint of the house stands out vividly against the vibrant greenery that surrounds it, creating a picturesque scene straight from a film. This serene abode, nestled amidst trees and blooming wildflowers, invites one to imagine the life of people there, what happened to this to occur. The destruction of a farm, a livelihood, echoes that rustle through the overgrown grass. The home, now vacated and in the end vandalized, bears the scars of its history, with broken windows and peeling paint that tell tales of neglect and memories long forgotten. The distant mountains, adorned with a dusting of snow, seem to cradle this run-down home in their protective embrace, standing as silent witnesses to the stories of joy and sorrow that unfolded within its walls. Yet heartbreak lingers in the silence, reminding us of the fragility of life and the passage of time. (Photo location somewhere in British Columbia CA)
This shed, or drying barn, is located very near to my summer house.( Finland) Over the past thirty years, I have witnessed its slow decay, with cracks appearing in the wooden planks and paint pealing leaving behind a weathered surface that tells a story of its own. Despite its deteriorating state, it still stands defiantly against the elements, a relic of a bygone era and really, not even all that long ago . I know the new owner was hoping that the heavy snow would finally take its toll last winter, causing the roof to give in so that he could demolish the building more safely without risking injury. However, to our surprise, we hardly had any snow at all that season. Now, as I look at the shed, it stands ominously silent, and it has become far too dangerous to consider going inside, with the potential for falling debris looming over it. Photographs I took several years ago capture its charm, showcasing the peeling wood and tangled vines that drape over the structure, highlighting there is something oddly appealing about the rundown shed, with its rustic beauty standing out against the backdrop of the surrounding landscape.
The Bahia Honda Rail Bridge is a derelict railroad bridge in the lower Florida Keys connecting Bahia Honda Key with Spanish Harbor Key, serving as a historical landmark that showcases the fascinating engineering efforts of the early 20th century. Today, as nature reclaims the structure and sections of the bridge are enveloped by lush vegetation, it has become a popular destination for photographers , who are drawn to its rustic charm and the breathtaking views it offers of the surrounding waters. Despite its current state of disrepair, or because of it is very photogenic location.
This is what I find hard. So many animals left, abandoned to fend on their own, and it is so sad to see their struggle for survival in a world that has turned its back on them. These creatures, innocent and vulnerable, often face insurmountable odds as they scavenge for food and shelter, relying solely on their instincts.
Similarly, many people in our society are left behind, grappling with feelings of isolation and despair. Some of these individuals may have made choices that led them to this point, but so many have found themselves in such situations due to circumstances beyond their control, including economic hardship, mental health challenges, or sudden life changes. Material possessions, while tangible and often easier to manage, pale in comparison to the deep emotional scars left by abandonment and neglect. It is this profound sadness that lingers, reminding us of our responsibility to care for those who cannot care for themselves, whether they have four legs or two.
Last I am leaving you with an image of a boat well served and left on the dryland to slowly rot, a poignant reminder of adventures past and the relentless passage of time. This once-proud vessel, now nestled wooden stilts. But is it a good photo opp? Absolutely, for this scene captures not only the beauty of decay but also the stories that linger in the air, inviting photographers to explore the contrast between life and stillness through their lenses. Capturing the intricate textures of rust and the soft sunlight filtering through the foliage adds depth to the narrative, making it a compelling subject for anyone with an eye for the extraordinary in the mundane.
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Last week, thanks to Ann-Christine, we shared the fun of our last outings. I enjoyed seeing the varied places you visited. Next week look for John’s post because he will be leading our challenge.
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My contribution to One Word Sunday: Landscape
The drive through Fleurieu Peninsula revealed several picturesque lookouts that left us in awe – I loved the rolling hills and their crests, whatever you wish to call them. The scenery was beautiful, with gentle slopes that seemed to dance across the landscape and trees with splashes of green. We tried to figure out what the difference is between the hills and the crests – perhaps it’s merely a matter of terminology – yet, all the same, they looked so lovely.
We actually drove past the HMAS Hobart Memorial Lookout few times and stopped twice, which provided differing moods between day and evening. The evening shots had so much more mood in them. It was worth the second stop.
A nearby lookout showcased stunning scenery. We saw remnants of broken china on the ground. It must have been the end of a beautiful relationship, maybe sweet parting words. At the bottom of plates, you could see beginnings or endings of words: you piece…, manip…, fuc …ng sh… But you get the idea.
Tucked away on South Australia’s rugged Limestone Coast, is the stunning Robe coastline. Tons of travelers have pulled up here and ended up totally enchanted by its charm, and the word got out, that is how we found it.
After arriving we took a quick drive around the area and went to find our sunset spot. It’s hard to miss the brightly painted, 12,2 meters tall Cape Dombey Obelisk. The path to the Obelisk was closed as it sits on an eroding promontory and is unsafe to access. Pounding waves on the rocks around the obelisk could lead to it collapsing into the sea at any time, but there was also a chance it could remain there for another 100 years. You can also see the Robe Lighthouse in some of the photos, we only saw it from the distance.
I hope I’m not wrong saying that that photos tell the story better than my words could. Click the images to enlarge them, I recommend it.
When leaving Fleurieu Peninsula it was time to visit McLaren Vale. We stopped at Tourist Info to get some tips which wineries to see.
They recommended three different types of places and luckily enough we took their advice. First stop, and the one we liked the most, was Coriole Vineyards. It was small and cozy and the scenery to the area was great. Coriole was getting ready for a wedding later during the day. Bridesmaids hanging signs and the restaurant setting tables and chairs. It was also the most photogenic place.
Second stop was to the most famous cellar door in the area, D’Arenberg. D’Arenberg is famous for its cube that you can see online every time you make a search for the area. You can see the building from far away and it really stands out. In a good way? I really can’t say. To me it doesn’t fit in. They hold wine tasting in the cube, but we passed. They also had Salvador Dali’s sculptures inside but the tree huge sculptures outside were enough for us. I was more interested in the old machinery that they had for display
We also went to the The Art Evolution Marquée. Currently exhibiting certified limited edition graphics and artworks by Picasso, Marc Chagall, Salvador Dali, Charles Billich and Toller Cranston, all of which are heavily collected internationally and shown in major exhibitions worldwide. We saw them , but we surprisingly ended up not buying anything
Third stop was Wirra Wirra Vineyards, where we had lunch also. The restaurant was trying too hard to be fine dining. My Slow and Low Brisket was okay, but Ritva’s Chicken Caesar Salad was just weird. A piece of chicken and a clump of salad on top of it. I was new in the menu and I’m sure they had had some feedback already because two people asked her, how was the salad. Nice place though and they had some funny tiles in the toilet. Oddly we didn’t take photos from this vineyard
From McLaren Vale we headed to Murray Bridge. For some reason I thought it was big and something to see. Granted, it is the first bridge across the magnificent Murray River and historic, but it was really nothing to see. Also, it was hard to find a good spot for photos. From Murray we drove towards city of Robe, where we were going to spend the next night. We drove through Coorung National Park, which seemed to last forever. We got to Robe before the sunset, and we saw the coastal limestone area and Robe Obelisk. Nice little town and a good place to rest.
The story is to continue in another post 🙂
Text credit Mara Sillanmäki
I saved this image from my last Lens Artists post for this week’s Monday Window
A vibrant shop window display featuring the name ‘DRM-LND’ in playful lettering, with a neon sign that reads ‘DESIGN YOUR OWN.’ The window showcases colorful merchandise, including bags and figurines and, with young shoppers inside..
Here I am trying to decide whether to be truthful or go with better photos for Ann- Christine‘s request. My last outing was to spend a moment in Helsinki while my husband went to play football (soccer to those in the US). I took a few photos, capturing the vibrancy of the city and the intriguing blend of old and new architecture. The streets were alive with locals and tourists alike, and I found myself engrossed in people-watching. There is certainly a charm to Helsinki.
This sight It always baffles me, the people lining up to get it to this shop 🙂 mostly tourists.
I took in the sight of the seagull perched majestically on top of The Johan Ludvig Runeberg Monument, which is a revered tribute to the esteemed poet J. L. Runeberg, located in Esplanade Park in Helsinki, Finland. The staue intricately sculpted by his son, Walter Runeberg, has stood as a proud symbol of Finnish heritage since its unveiling in 1885. While I paused to appreciate its significance, my attention was drawn to a street musician nearby, passionately singing “Hallelujah,” as his soulful voice filled the air, drawing in a small crowd of curious passersby. Moving on, I continued to soak in the vibrant spring atmosphere and soon found myself listening to a skilled trumpet player on a bustling corner of Aleksanterin katu, surrounded by the rhythmic pulse of city life, where countless people dressed in dark clothes walked by, adding to the tapestry of urban existence.
I went to have coffee and saw these three old men having a chat and looking at a mobile phone most of the time while they spoke. It struck me as fascinating how technology has permeated the lives of all generations, not just the youth. As I sat there, observing the exchange of smiles between them, I couldn’t help but think that these seasoned gentlemen, who have seen so much in their lifetimes, were equally mesmerized by the small screen in their hands. This made me reconsider my earlier thought that only young people are suffering from this type of behavior. In reality, it seems that the allure of technology transcends age, drawing everyone into its captivating world, regardless of the sage wisdom that comes with age.
The afternoon was warm, and as I stood in front of the Tallberg building waiting to be picked up, I couldn’t help but appreciate the charm of the surroundings. I so prefer the old building to the new ones that seem to dominate the skyline; the history and character in its architecture resonate with me. A family with colorful jackets passed by, brightening my day after I had seen so many dark overcoats, including mine, that felt heavy and somber against the vibrant backdrop of the afternoon. The many ways the food deliveries are getting delivered is amazing; I observed a new method today …
I didn’t go wild this week as Egídio had us go last week, the thing that can be seen as wild are varied as the posts we got shows. This week Ann-Christine asked us to share images with a prompt: Seen on my Last Outing. Please link your post to her lovely and inspirational one and don’t to forget to use the Lens-Artists Tag to help us find you.
Finally, we hope you’ll join us next week when Anne from Slow Shutter Speed A photographic journey leads us once again with her unique post. Until then keep on smiling ☺
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One night would have been enough at BreakFree Hotel but we had already paid for two nights. In the morning, we spent couple hours at the empty pool area, and I managed to burn myself a little bit. I wasn’t cautious enough while spreading the suntan lotion. I must mention that the temperature had dropped from 38 to 24 degrees overnight.
Rest of the day was spent in Normanville and Carralinga. The haze made the coastline look super soft, giving it this dreamy vibe that kind of mixes the sky and sea together. Plus, the light shifts when you look around in different directions along the beach, casting a warm golden glow that really brings out the shapes of the land. It’s one of those spots where you can just chill and soak in the laid-back surroundings and the gorgeous views that are all around you.
Fortree Lookout had an old truck as attraction, we noticed several old trucks during our trip. Also the colorful water tank was interesting.
The sunset at Second Valley takes the cake for the day. First of all, I helped Asian male free a stingray from his fishing hook. I held the pole, and he cut the line. I asked him about the hook still in stingray’s jaw. He said that in salt water it can get rid of hook quite fast. Does it rust fast of something, I don’t know. Second Valley had all you needed for taking beautiful pictures. A dock, rocks and limestone coast.
Ever changing sky.
Text credit Mara Sillanmäki
It was time to move on. Next two nights we would spend in Wirrana Cove in Fleurieu Peninsula. Once again, the traffic was not bad at all in Adelaide. I’m sure it can be bad, like in any big city, but we didn’t manage to find any traffic jams. We drove close by another famous wine region, McLaren Vale, but we decided to come back on our way out. The views in Flerieu were gorgeous, stunning, beautiful, magnificent, awesome, splendid, superb, amazing, astounding, astonishing, marvellous, impressive, wonderful. Pick any word you like… Rolling hills, costal areas, forest, you name it. It had it all.
We got to BreakFree Wirrina Cove Hotel before, but we were able to check-in instantly. Probably, because there was hardly anybody staying there. It was off-season but the hotel was in a bad way too. We can’t recommend it if they don’t renovate fast. No rest for the wicked, so after carrying the luggage to the room we headed towards Jervis Bay. Jervis Bay is port from where you catch the ferry to Kangaroo Island. We were forewarned that there is nothing to see in Jervis Bay besides the lighthouse, maybe. That proved to be true, but we stopped at every beach on the way; Wirrina Cove, Second Valley and Rapid Bay.
Jervis Bay, not much to see.
Especially Second Valley was beautiful, and we ended up going back there the next evening for the sunset. Unfortunately, we didn’t have the time or money to go to Kangaroo Island. Instead, we headed to Victor Harbour. On the way we nearly hit a deer jumping across the road. Also, stopped at Delamere General Store for ice cream and Crunchies candy bars, that Ritva remembered from her childhood. Guess you had to be there, as the saying goes, because I don’t care for them, even though I like just about anything sweet.
Marina St Vincent was the first stop in Wirrina Bay – we thought about getting boat to see sights but it was not due to off season available the days we were there, nothing to see here except for few boats.
Rapid Bay is well known for its very long jetty. While the original jetty built in 1940 is closed to the public, a new jetty (opened in early 2009) is now available for use. The color of the water aah
We didn’t really get inspired by Victor Harbor, even though I went to check out the railway to Granite Island. Granite Island might have been interesting, but it was too far to walk and railway wasn’t running. However, we managed to do some shopping for clothes. I bought a fabulous Billabong bucket hat and Ritva bought few summer clothes. While I was waiting for Ritva, I managed to buy 6-pack of Coopers Pale Ale and some McLaren white wine from the bottle shop.
Victor Harbor really did not inspire us as we had hardly any photos from there.
Second Valley at day time
On the road again.
In the evening, we had drinks outside our room and the animals came out. First the magpies. One of them was eating from my hand. Then the kangaroos came. First couple and then a whole horde on them. Even though they were used to people they didn’t let you closer than 5-10 meters. I know the locals don’t care for them that much but for us tourists they are so cute. The rest of the evening was spent washing laundry. I pushed wrong buttons, and the dyer just wouldn’t stop for some reason, and I ended up spending a big portion of the evening in the laundry room.
The day will continue on another post as there are so many photos to share, but this was the last of sunset when we got back to the at the hotel.
Text credit Mara Sillanmäki
I played with this image of a gnarled tree on the hills in South Australia, capturing the rugged beauty and unique character of the landscape. The first photo is the edited original, which tell a story of resilience against the elements. Following this are three distinct color variations; one is a monochrome that emphasizes the stark contrasts and shadows, allowing the viewer to focus on the shape and form of the tree, while the others offer vibrant hues that breathe life into the scene, both highlighting different aspects of the surrounding environment. Or just having fun with artistic liberties 🙂
This is my contrubution for One-to-Three Photo Processing Challenge: April 2025
These are my contribution to Monochrome Madness Night-time the first two are from our latest trip.
Last one is from Helsinki in December
Last stop was as mentioned before Henley Beach, where Ritva had lived as a small child. The duplex
was still there and that house was only about 200 meters from the ocean. The value of the property
might have gone up since the late 60’s when they lived there.
At the beach I heard techno music and I saw people dancing on the grass. I got closer and noticed
that most of the dancers weren’t young as I expected. They must have members of the original rave
era, them being in their fifties and sixties. There was a lady mixing and a MC hyping the crowd. It
sounded really good and I even sent some video clips to our son, who is a DJ. He liked them too.
Henley was much busier than Glenelg and a fun beach. For lunch we had fish fry for two that was
more like for four people. Couldn’t finish all that batter and grease. Too hungry to take photos of the food and also it was so hot as we could not find a spot in the shade and had no wish to inside the restaurant.
To be on a beach and not take sunset photos would be a crime. The beauty of nature unfolds before your eyes as the sun dips below the horizon, painting the sky with hues of orange, pink, and purple, creating a breathtaking canvas that seems almost surreal. Time passed quickly while watching people and the ever changing colors of the sky, each moment providing a new angle of light and shadow, a new opportunity for capturing the perfect shot. A local had kindly told us on which side of the pier the sunset was better photographed, with less people in the way.
Text credit Mara Sillanmäki
First many thanks to Egidio for this challenge Lens-Artists #341 – It’s a Wild Life
I was totally lost at first with this theme, feeling like I had nothing wild or exciting in my photo archive to contribute. It was a bit disheartening to think that at first. However, after seeing several impressive posts from those who have already joined the community, I found that I actually do have some unique photos that capture wildlife that are meaningful to me.
Here are some animals that I have been able to capture with my camera over the years. Observing a koala in its natural habitat was truly a joy to see, as they seem to embody the essence of Australia with their gentle demeanor and tree-hugging ways. A penguin waddling through its natural habitat was something I never thought I would witness, as it brought a sense of whimsy and curiosity. Kangaroos, for us Australian visitors, are undoubtedly a treat, hopping gracefully across the landscape and reminding us of the unique wildlife Australia has to offer. Watching monkeys nurturing and feeding their young was heartwarming during my travels in Thailand, where their familial bonds were on vivid display. Encountering a giant grizzled squirrel in Sri Lanka was a new acquaintance, and seeing it scurrying through the lush greenery was also a memorable moment that stands out in my mind. Additionally, capturing a glimpse of an alligator in the Everglades of Florida with her baby was an experience I hadn’t anticipated, amplifying the thrill of wildlife encounters. Lastly, lizards, with their vibrant colors and quick movements, are always a delightful treat to observe, adding a splash of life to the environments I explore.
I found out I had seen more wild animals than I thought, and reflecting on those experiences brought a wave of nostalgia. I always tend to overshare, so I will stop here for now. Thanks, Egídio, for this challenge; it really had me thinking about the concept of ‘wild’ in more than one context. Even if I ended up remembering some of my encounters with the animals in their natural habitats, it made me appreciate the beauty and unpredictability of the wilderness. I could have chosen flowers, birds, or bugs, but instead, I focused on the captivating interactions I’ve had with these creatures, each unique and memorable in its own way.
Please remember to link to Egidio’s beautiful post and to use the Lens-Artists Tag to help us find you. I was happy to see that most all of us had a hard time choosing our images last week in Tina’s challenge! Finally, we hope you’ll join us next week when Ann-Christine leads us once again on her always-wonderful Leya post. Until then keep on smiling ☺
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Tuesday’s schedule was decided the night before because the weather forecast promised 43 degrees Celsius for Adelaide. It was going to be driving day for us. Staying and walking around city would be murder. First stop Mount Lofty’s Summit. You got a real nice view of the city from there, but getting really good photos was not that easy. This girl from Fidzi it was her first time traveling aboard, she was so excited to be there that she had her photo taken with a flag. I had to capture her joy. The color coordinated couple, no other reason than that.
From there you got a good overview of the city. Next stop historical German city of Hahndorf. Hahndorf was picturesque but it’s hard to get good pics because the parked cars ruin the view, ours included. We did manage to get a few.
Being off-season Hahndorf was quiet besides the lunch hour, when it was hard to find parking. And it was so damn hot that we didn’t walk around as much as we would have wanted. Instead we parked ourselves to a small café for strawberry smoothies and shared a piece of cake. As you can see from the photographs it was an old town with nice historic details all around. Antique stores were fun to go through.
Text credit Mara Sillanmäki
Monday morning, we had to get up early to make the flight to Adelaide. The flight was 2 hours, and the time distance was 30 minutes. The scenery from the airplane was fascinating when we got closer to Adelaide. Sometimes it looked like they had made crop circles. We had reserved a car from Hertz for the next three weeks. We were told that they had a high-end Corolla for us 😊I never found out what high-end in this case means. Maybe it had good cruise control, because it was the only thing I thought was above normal. And the rent-a-car places never disappoint. You always go the counter expecting you have paid all expenses beforehand, but NO! This time they blamed a third party, Finnair, that we hadn’t paid the return fee. Return fee was returning the car with New South Wales plates to Sydney in NSW. What can you do. We had to pay 250 euros extra.
First few kilometers were exciting hence, to driving on the wrong side of the road but I got into the groove fast. It is much easier driving nowadays because of the navigation systems. You can mostly concentrate on driving and not reading a map.
Boutique Hotel Adabco close to the center of the city proved to really nice and the room was really large. Only negative thing was that there is no free parking. You had to park on the street for maximum of two hours between hours of 8 am to 6 pm. Naturally I ended up with a parking ticket for 66 AUD. Breakfast was included but not on the premises but in Greek café Diaspora. We had walk for about 400 meters but the choices for breakfast were good.
We spent the afternoon and the sunset at Glenelg Beach. We got there around 4 pm and found deckchairs for us at the Moseley Beach Club. Luckily it was off-season so were able to keep the chairs until past sunset at 8 pm. Of course, we bought lunch and couple cool drinks to justify our stay. Temperature was close to 40 degrees Celsius so it was also good to have umbrellas to cover us. Later during the day bar had a skilled guitar player/singer. He played suitable mellow songs for us: Bob Marley, the Eagles, CCR, etc.
A funny Welsh guy came to talk to us few times. He was getting more drunk and louder each time but he was a lot of fun. I sure he had a rough morning because they had on early flight waiting for them. His son was getting married in Sydney in few days and a group of 19 people from the same Welsh village had been travelling for few days before the wedding. The rest of the group is going to be pleasantly surprised at the wedding because a guy from the village, who emigrated to Australia 30 years ago, is going to show up.
Sunset was beautiful and the lighted Glenelg ferris wheel was great too. Check out the pics!
Please note that paragraphs and spacing is all messed up, I have redone this several times, in the edit mode it looks good. After publish, not. WP is the problem this time at least.
We took a taxi from the airport to Yehs Hotel for obvious reasons. Naturally we couldn’t check in at
9 am. So, we left our luggage and headed to gorgeous Queen Victoria Building (QVB) which was just
next door. I headed to nearest medical clinic recommended by our travel insurance provider. The
first one refused me because they only took Japanese tourists. The receptionist at the next clinic had
a fit when she heard I had a flu. She handed me a mask and told me to get out and buy a influenza
test from a pharmacy and then call them back. Going to the doctor’s office while sick seemed to be
forbidden in Australia.
Eventually I got the test for Covid, RSV, influenza A and B and took it, I had influenza A, Ritva didn’t.
The medical clinic had already closed, and it was closed the next day, Saturday, as well. I called my
travel insurance helpline, and they told me that getting a doctor’s appointment in Australia is next to
impossible and I would have to go to hospital and wait in line. I called a hospital and luckily, they
recommended me to an online doctor, Medmate.
Medmate doctor called me back and said there was nothing they could do to save.., no, to help me,
besides rest, drink lots of fluids and eat painkillers. However, he wrote Ritva a prescription for
Tamiflu to hopefully prevent her from getting the A-word. The prescription probably helped because
Ritva didn’t get the influenza, just common flu. But we had to cancel a dinner for the next evening
with our local mates, Kylie and Damian.
For some reason, Yehs Hotel had upgraded us to a larger room, which was nice. Big room next door
to QVB. Can’t go wrong with that.
I must admit we didn’t stay in our room after the diagnosis, but I was wearing a mask. Hopefully I
wasn’t a super spreader, and I would like to say I’m sorry. We had saved our Opal cards for the
public transport from our last visit to Sydney 6 years ago and we had nearly 20 AUD left in them. You
could travel by tapping your credit card at the tram stops. It made us wonder why we can’t make
that method of payment to work in Finland. We are supposed to be very advanced nation in
technology. As it turns out, in few days I read online that city of Helsinki, Finland, was introducing
this method of payment. Oh, happy day!
So off we went to Circle Quay and to the Rocks. We had dinner at Italian restaurant at the Rocks. At
the table next to us was an American couple from the state of Georgia. They were not your typical
American middle-aged couple because they had travelled extensively around the world, and they
knew other countries existed and mattered. Let’s just say they were not MAGA.
After a pleasant dinner, Manly Pale Ale and good conversation with the Yanks, or is it just convo
Down Under, we walked slowly to the Opera House for few snapshots. I even managed to climb the
stairs and take some artistic pictures. The place was packed. No surprise there it being Friday.
I nearly forgot, Ritva bought a lovely hat from a “salesperson” who wasn’t interested in doing his job.
However, she was able to complete the transaction only to leave the hat into our hotel lobby after
the checkout.
Saturday afternoon we finally had to go and eat again. We found something online, called the Rook.
We chose the place close by and it promised to have Aussie bar food. It was a roof top place and
when we got of the elevator, I was ready to leave right away. The music volume from the restaurant was deafening. Not willing to walk further we decided to give it a shot anyway. We talked to the
server, and she told us that they have a drag show every Saturday afternoon and the drag queens
would take a break soon and turn down the volume.
Staying was a great choice. The restaurant was packed with exuberant birthday party, hen party and
coming out party people. Other people obviously knew that there would drags shows at 2 and 3 pm.
We had so much fun just enjoying the shows and the happy people around us. Drag queens had
dance competitions, etc. for the patrons. Luckily, they didn’t pick us from the crowd. Instead, they
chose birthday queens, brides to be and the guy who was celebrating his coming out of the closet. I
must say Aussie people are much less reserved compared to us Finns. I can’t imagine having an
afternoon show like that in Finland without having people falling over drunk. How does a Finn
recognize another Finn abroad. The other Finn is staring at your shoes.
For food we had chicken burger, prawn rolls and we split donut fries for dessert. Delish!
After the meal I went to pharmacy the get the meds. The street corners next to QVB and Town Hall
were really lively with buskers, winos and people praising some guy called Jesus. I wish I’d had the
strength to stay longer to enjoy the big city vibes.
On Sunday we pulled ourselves together and headed to Circle Quay again and plan was to take the
fast ferry to Manly Beach and observe manly men doing manly things at the Manly Beach. Fast ferry
took only 20 minutes to reach the destination, and it was only a 500 meter walk to the beach. On the
way the beach we saw a couple with a sign – Free discussions, about anything for free. The sign
didn’t say JW.org so probably they were not Jehova’s Witnesses, but I was afraid to ask anyway.
They didn’t have any clients at the moment, but I didn’t have the courage find out what the deal
was.
Manly Beach is an old and beautiful beach with people just walking, jogging, surfing, suntanning,
barbecuing and sitting in shade leisurely. We just sat in the shade and enjoyed peoplewatching.
Lunch we had in a Mexican restaurant. We both had nachos, with beef and prawns. On they way
back to the ferry we walked along Market Street that had a lively Sunday Market going on. To my
great surprise and horror, Ritva was not able to walk through the market without buying anything.
Scarf it was.
The scenery from the Manly ferry is just georgeous: Sydney Harbor Bridge from a different angle, the
Opera House, navy ships, Darling Point, Bradleys Head, Syndey Harbor National Park, Hornby
Lighthouse, etc. On the way back we saw coast guard with flashing lights, and we thought that there
might have been an accident. Luckily, it was only the catamarans competing in SailGP and coast
guard directing traffic. There were many big motorboats in the harbor with spectators on board to
follow the race. Later on, we saw those catamarans racing underneath the Harbor Bridge.
From the ferry, we went to a café in Circle Quay to rest some. Quay was filled with people because
Caribbean Cruiseline’s Ovation of the Seas was docked in the harbor. What a huge ship. While sitting
in the café we saw indigenous people playing, jugglers and a guru floating in the air.
Rest of the evening we spent at the Opera House people watching and waiting for the sunset.
The window from the backyard brings the warm light into the room, from the other side the street light is much more harsh . Nice contrast
So this week your challenge is to choose no more than 5 images as your all-time personal favorites, which can be quite a daunting task when you have so many cherished memories captured through the lens. That is Tina’s request, and not an easy one as it is.
I have in my side panel of my blog many of my all-time favorite images, each one telling a unique story that resonates deeply with me. I my end up posting few from there. They are there for a reason. As I sift through the galleries, I find myself reminiscing about the experiences associated with each photograph I am posting, recalling the emotions tied to those moments.
This is taken in Florida, where we had the idea of enjoying a beach day, but it turned out to be a cool day, filled with gusty winds and swirling clouds, which created a captivating atmosphere. I did not have my camera with me as I was not planning on taking photos; my intention was solely to relax and unwind. Instead, I got this moody shot of the sea, which, despite the absence of bright sunshine, reflects a beauty all its own. The sea, or ocean, truly is my element—I feel a profound connection to it. I love everything about it, from the rhythmic sound of the waves crashing against the shore to the salty breeze that brushes against my skin. It is not a perfect shot by any standards, but it captures something I really like: the unique interplay of mood, movement, and indeed, the vast, ever-changing sea. Each time I look at this photo, I am reminded of the tranquil yet powerful essence of the ocean and how it resonates with my spirit.
The second picture also happens to be from Florida, specifically from the vibrant and beautiful Key West. The pelican, with its graceful wings spread wide, just came to be in the right place at the right time before the setting sun painted the sky in hues of orange and yellow. The pier extends into the water, while the silhouettes of satellites and palm trees suggest the tropical location. This backdrop scene, with its modern technology says something about the world we live in. Indeed, capturing the moment is the thing here, as it immortalizes not only a fleeting glimpse of nature but also the serenity and charm that Key West offers.
This is taken from my backyard looking at the forest on a misty autumn morning. The atmosphere is so intense, a little bit creepy, but so real and gloomy. The fog wraps around the trees like a delicate curtain, obscuring their forms and creating an air of mystery. It feels as though nature herself is holding her breath, waiting for something to unfold. That is the state of mind in the late autumn, where the beauty of decay intertwines with a haunting stillness.
I go to the Mustio Mansion grounds every summer to capture waterlilies there, because it’s become a cherished tradition for me. There are red, pink, and white ones, each adding a unique charm to the tranquil setting. This image I captured showcases the reflections in the water, while the texture and colors are as vivid as I remember them being. It is also a nicely focused shot, a detail I meticulously strive to achieve each time a click the button. One thing that I always try to get is the perfect angle that not only highlights the exquisite beauty of the waterlilies and serenity of the surrounding.
This was taken at the Blue Mountains from our trip to Australia, and while I cannot say it is my all-time favorite, it might end up being one. The cloudy day gave the mountains and the forest much better light – more vibrant in a way, as the light was gentle and diffused, not harsh like it often is on sunny days. I am so happy with how I was able to capture the rolling forest and the various shades of green . The beautiful mountains cradled them in warm embrace, standing tall and regal against the moody sky. The delicate yellow flowers on the edge added the perfect pop of color, giving the scene a little more frame and depth, as if nature had intentionally painted this moment for us to enjoy.
Last week I challenged us to focus on portraiture. As usual your responses were wonderful and varied. Many of you, went into it with trepidation from what I read and came out of it lovely images and with more of them than you expected.
Now, Do join us and share with us your five favorite images. Please make sure to link them to Tina’s post and to use the Lens-Artists Tag to help us find you.
Finally, we hope you’ll join us next week at noon EST when Egidio once again leads us on his Through Brazilian Eyes post. Until then as always please stay safe, be kind and enjoy the adventure.
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