
Debbies Six Word Saturday


Debbies Six Word Saturday
You can sense the changing season in the air, as the days grow shorter and the nights longer. The warmth of the sun feels different somehow, as its angle changes in the sky and its rays become more gentle. The sun is lower, casting long, golden shadows that stretch across the landscape. The earth’s scent is changing too, as the fallen leaves begin to decompose and release a subtle, earthy fragrance. Can you feel it in the crisp breeze that carries the promise of autumn?

Debbies Six Word Saturday

For Debbie’s Six Word Saturday.
I have really bad tension neck, at the moment being on the computer is not recommended at the moment, so I’m on a short break.


For Debbie´s Six Words Saturday
Title says it all, for six word Saturday

A moment I took time to take in the play of light and shadows in the evening. For Six word Saturday






Debbies Six Word Saturday
Debbies Six Word Sunday



For Debbie’s Six Words Saturday.

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.




For Debbie’s Six Words Saturday.

Debbies Six Word Saturday

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

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
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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.
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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
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