Debbies Six Word Sunday
Sun-kissed ice whispers secrets to city.
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Glass echoes city’s indoor-outdoor dance.
light, glass, and nature – mesmerizing scene
Whispers echo through glass, bridging worlds
For Debbie’s Six Words Saturday.
Golden barley sways in sunlight breeze
I found this image from my archives, it captures a close-up view of a green barley field with individual barley stalks and their grains clearly visible, highlighted by sunlight. The grains are at various stages of maturity, with some appearing golden and others green.
I am rather happy with this, but I’ve never posted it before as I like the softness and movement of it. It shows how you see even your own images differently as time passes and you look at your photos with fresh eyes.
For Debbie´s Six Words Saturday.
untouched snow sparkles in the light
Readin’ the books your father read
For Debbie’s Six Words Saturday.
what is sweeter than a hug
Debbies Six Word Saturday
The fusion of two worlds collide
In the quiet solitude of a room aglow,
Where shadows dance and breezes blow,
A window peers into the soul,
Of nature’s grace, serene and whole.
Trees stand tall with branches bare,
Whispering secrets in the air,
A lake reflects the sky so blue,
Capturing every vibrant hue.
Inside, a chair awaits a guest,
To sit, to ponder, to rest,
The fusion of two worlds collide,
In this space where silence abides.
Debbies Six Word Saturday
heartful of candy colored treats
A lonely wheel in winter’s grip
A lonely wheel in winter’s grip
No longer spins or rolls or flips
It rests against a snowy tree
That stands beside a flowing water
Linked to Six Word Saturday at Debbie’s here
flow and foam, river run wild
Flowing and foaming, the river runs wild,
Bringing me joy, making me feel
With not a worry or care in sight,
It spins me around, filling me with delight.
Flowing and foaming, the river runs free,
A place of solace, where I can be me.
You are my escape, my source of glee,
In your embrace, I feel completely free.
Linked to Six Word Saturday at Debbie’s here
trapped in a circle of life
I feel like I’m trapped in a circle of life
That never changes or grows
I want to break free and explore the world
And see what else it shows
But I’m afraid to take the risk
And leave my comfort zone
I don’t know if I can handle it
Or if I’ll be alone
So I stay in the circle of life
And pretend that I’m okay
But deep inside I know I’m not
And I wish I could get away
Linked to Six Word Saturday at Debbie’s here
last yellow birch leaves of november
Gray days of November, so dreary
Gray days of November, oh so dreary,
Dampened spirits, and a heart full of drear.
The skies are gray, the winds they do howl,
As if the world itself were lost in a droll.
The trees stand bare, their leaves long gone,
Their branches skeletal, a somber song.
The grass is parched, the flowers all gone,
A desolate landscape, a winter’s dawn.
The days are short, the nights are long,
A time of rest, but little song.
The world is quiet, still and cold,
As if the season’s chill had grown old.
But even in the gray, there’s beauty found,
A time for reflection, a time profound.
The world may be dull, but not the heart,
For in the gray days of November, we find our part.
So let us embrace the gray, and all its might,
For in the darkness, there is still a light.
A light that shines within our souls,
A beacon of hope, in the gray days of November’s role.
For Debbie’s Six Words Saturday.
the falling leaves cover the ground
See them working their butts off
Linked to Six Word Saturday at Debbie’s here
People will say we’re in love
They can’t take that away from me
They can’t take that away from me…
The way you wear your hat
The way you sip your tea
The memory of all that
No no they can’t take that away from me
Six words in a the title and photo to match – linked to Six Word Saturday at Debbie’s
the smell of autumn fills you up
Mushrooms pop up in the rain
My first post to the this challenge, six words in the title and photos to match it.
Ritva Sillanmäki Photography 