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Canberra Travel Diary: Parliament House, War Memorial and More

Photography, Traveling Australia

It’s been over a year since we visited Australia( Feb 2025). I had all my photos edited and my husband Mara had written the narrative of our trip. Then what I call a disaster happened: my computer and Lightroom had some hiccup and all the edits were lost. I hadn’t saved them. It had been a tremendous job to get them done, and I just couldn’t get myself to redo them again. But now I thought I would do the Canberra post. It has been fun reading the text again; it brought back memories of our trip, little details I had forgotten. Let’ get started.

Going for the new world record, or at least my personal record, with time spend driving within three weeks, so off to Canberra we went on Friday morning. So little time and so much to see. The plan was to see relatives and friends and to see the sights. Driving up the Misty Mountain and Clyde Mountain was nearly as much fun as coming down.
I hadn’t done my research about Canberra properly and we had to go the Tourist Information by the Lake Burley Griffin. We got the info and bought a wombat toy for one of our grandsons. It was time to find a place to eat and it proved to be challenging as it often does. There was a lot of road work going on and GPS was not up to speed. In the end we ended up eating pizza slices at a place called BJ’s in Acton, I think. But BJ’s was clean and cheap and that is sometimes all you need. Pizza was good too and they had some fun posters on the walls and beer was great.

The higher building is High Court of Australia and the other is National Library of Australia

Anyhow, it was time to have a good general idea of the city. We drove up to Mount Ainslie Lookout. View was great and you could see the city plan well. Capital Hill, the lake, War Memorial, Anzac Parade, National Museum, etc.


From Mount Ainslie we came down to look at the Australian War Memorial. Unfortunately, Memorial was closing for the day, and we couldn’t get in. But there is always another day. But we got plenty of pictures of statues and memorial gardens.

By sheer luck I ended up witnessing a memorial service of a major. I was taking pictures, and I saw a man with an urn in his hands. I approached him to say I’m sorry I didn’t mean to take photos of such personal moment. And he approached me to say that he was sorry if he ruined my photos. He told me that they were going to scatter his father’s ashes to the memorial site. His father had passed in 2023 but only now they had found the time to do the ceremony with family and friends. He also said that I was more than welcome to take pictures. After the brief chat I saw the rest of the mourners coming closer. The major had been active in the matters of War Memorial, so his ashes were allowed to scatter in the grounds.

After the Memorial, we drove along the Anzar Parade, which is filled with statues, but we were not able to stop and take photographs. It was late afternoon and time to check in. However, our room wasn’t ready. The front desk manager was apologetic and offered us drinks at the bar and breakfast at no charge. Thirty minutes later, the room was ready. Even with the help of the internet, it was, once again, hard to find a place to eat. First, we chose a tavern, but that was a mistake. We made a U-turn in the parking lot because the tavern looked like a dive from the outside. Later, we were told that “tavern” usually means it is not a classy place. We ended up in a restaurant called Ostani in the Realm Hotel. It looked promising based on the number of people. It was packed, but we managed to get a table. After waiting for a few minutes, I asked a server, who was passing our table, if somebody would be coming to our table soon. He said that I would be better off going to the counter to order, which meant this place was a self-service establishment. We ran into this phenomenon constantly, and we found out that the restaurants are not able to get enough staff anymore, especially after Covid. In many places they have QR codes at the tables that say: check out the menu, order, and pay with an app. I went to one counter and ordered and paid for our food. Then I went to the bar and ordered and paid for our drinks. After carrying the drinks to our table, I had to go and get water from the tap into a jug and get glasses as well. The food was okay, but the atmosphere was lively and fun.

Saturday morning was spent visiting Parliament House and Old Parliament House. The new Parliament was stunning with its marble and different kind of stones and architecture in general. Also, it’s a huge building and I had to push Ritva in a wheelchair to different chambers. Some folks might remember the British comedy show Little Britain. I felt like one of the characters, Lou, pushing his friend Andy around. If you are not familiar with the character, you can find them on YouTube.

Old Parliament House, formerly known as the Provisional Parliament House, was the seat of the Parliament of Australia from 1927 to 1988. Now it is the Museum of Australian Democracy at Old Parliament House (MoAD)

Canberra’s permanent Parliament House was formally opened on 9 May 1988 by Queen Elizabeth II, taking the place of the provisional Old Parliament House. This event represented the culmination of many decades of planning for a purpose-built seat of the Australian Parliament on Capital Hill. The date of 9 May was selected to reflect earlier key moments in Australia’s parliamentary history that occurred on the same day, underscoring continuity in the nation’s democratic tradition.

Then we went to Red Hill Lookout for another broader view of Canberra.


Afternoon was reserved for family and friends. We drove to suburb of Charnwood to visit Ritva’s cousin’s daughter Ashlee, her husband Inny and their two young children, Marley and Rex, and their two dogs and five chickens. As you can imagine, it meant a lot of running around, screaming, barking, clucking, licking, throwing balls and toys, drawing colorful pictures and even some discussions. All around chaos and fun. Little Rex cried when we left because he had so much fun playing ball. The dogs were big but friendly from the get-go. Chickens not so much, but they were colorful and beautiful.

After few hours we had to leave for our evening dinner date with Lauren, Matt, Christina, John and Daphne at Walt and Burley Restaurant in Kingston area. Lauren and Christina are Ritva’s late brother-in-law’s nieces and Matt is Lauren’s husband and John and Daphne are their kids. Matt works for the Ministry of Defense in procurement department. He showed me a picture of a huge ship he had just bought, or was it the government that bought if? We had a great time and finally some good food. I had Prawn Tacos and Ritva had 300 g Scotch Stake.

The Lake Burley Griffin, an artificial lake located in the heart of Australia’s capital city, Canberra. The light-colored tower rising in the center is the famous National Carillon, located on Queen Elizabeth II Island. The bridge visible in the photo is the Kings Avenue Bridge.


Sunday morning’s plan was to have an early start and drive back to the coast soon after. Change of plans! Heli called to say that her brother Matti and his wife Jenny had just got back into town and would love to meet us. The meeting was set up for the afternoon, and we had some time to go sightseeing. After some googling we decided on the Old Bus Depot Market to start the day. Right after entering the market, we saw a piece of Finnish history at an antiques stall: a milk jug from a famous factory called Arabia. We already had a similar jug at home, but this was a smaller one. And it was only 45 AUD (25 €), so we ended up rescuing it back to Finland. Then we had cannolis for breakfast. Yum! After the treat we checked out the rest of the stalls. One stall had beautiful paintings, but they were too big and expensive for us, but just before the exit we found indigenous paintings from Yidinji artist Greg Joseph. We really liked his style—and his prices—and ended up buying one piece with a lizard on it. He was a good salesman. He said that the lizard was a totem animal for his children’s mother’s family, and that the kids inherited the totem animal from their mother. Nice story. He said he was from the area around Cairns. We also thought that the painting was small enough to fit into our luggage, but we were mistaken. I had to take out the staples, roll up the painting and store it in a cardboard tube. And I was able to save the frame as well and put it all back together easily at home.

Artist Showcases Vibrant Indigenous-Artwork Collection


Then it was time for a new visit to Australian War Memorial, and we even got in this time. You could spend days there. It is huge and there are so many details in all the displays. And once again we were reminded how little we know about countries and their history, especially those that are not close to us. Having been a member of the Commonwealth, it is understandable that Australia has been involved in many wars and conflicts involving Great Britain. But that is not even close to covering all wars. There are too many to mention. Wall of Honour for those killed in action, with its poppies, was sad and truly memorable.


Not being too lucky with our restaurant choices we ended up in the same restaurant, Walt and Burley, as previous night. Beef burgers really hit the spot. Time to meet cousin Matti and Jenny. They live in the suburb of Coomes, that was not far at all. We had nice time getting to know each other and talking about family. Matti and Jenny nearly bought a holiday house in Finland because Matti loves cross country skiing. They were planning on spending half a year in each country. But then came Covid that spoiled the plan. At least for now. Matti had spent his working career in military and then in some type of special forces in police. He told some hair-raising stories about his career, but I would have to kill you if I revealed them . At one point he spent 6 months protecting someone 12 hours a day, 7 days a week, without ever being able to visit home. And had to sleep with shotgun on
his night table. The person protected was a witness in drug trafficking case. She survived and testified.

I think this is the full account of our visit. I hope you made it to the end. I apologize for the number of photographs; you can expect to see some more, as I have now edited them.

Text Mara Sillanmäki

A Quiet Autumn Window

Black and White photos, Short Stories and Poems

I thought I’d share something from way back—about 10 years ago. I’ve been digging through old photos and half-forgotten projects, the kind that have been hiding on dusty hard drives and in random folders with names like “final_FINAL2.” It’s funny how a single picture can pull you right back into a moment: where you were, what the light felt like, even the mood of that day. Going through these old shots has been a mix of cringe, nostalgia, and a little bit of pride, and I figured it might be nice to bring a few of those memories back to life here.

I was walking past our neighbor’s place when this scene just stopped me in my tracks. The old, weathered wooden house is framed through a big tree trunk in the foreground so the whole view feels a bit hidden and layered, like you’re gently peeking into a quiet memory. In the middle window sits my namesake in her green top and glasses, beside a little table lamp and a potted plant, exactly as I remember her. All around the house, the autumn branches, dry grasses, and warm brown-orange leaves wrap the building in this soft, faded kind of beauty, and the sunlight throws strong shadows on the gray vertical siding. The whole moment feels tender and nostalgic—she’s no longer with us, but her presence lingers there, carried forward with love by her granddaughter who now calls this place home.

A quiet autumn scene shows a person working beside a lamp inside a weathered wooden home, partly framed by a large tree.

Poem

she used to sit there, lamp on, plant beside her, glasses catching light.

autumn doesn’t explain itself. it just turns things golden and lets them go.

For Ludwig’s Monday Window, hosted this week by PR.

Lens-Artist Challenge #414 – Harmony

Landscapes, lens-artists, Photography

Ann-Christine has us thinking about HARMONY this week, and do we so need in these times. The quote she ended with is so good that I am sharing it and placing it at the top. She gave us a set of beautiful reference images and a lot of freedom to interpret the theme, with just one condition: seven images should be enough to express our idea of harmony. I experience harmony mainly in nature; I’m not religious, yet I still sense a certain harmony in churches, so I included one photograph from there, knowing many people feel it in that space. And I have to confess I broke the rule and slipped in an extra image, because animals are such a comfort and bring so much harmony into our lives.

Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony
– Mahatma Gandhi

There are all these elements, but I still feel that there is harmony in colors all muted. A wide coastal landscape is captured at sunset, with the sun glowing through layered clouds above a calm, gently rippling sea. Jagged rocky shoreline and small tidal pools stretch across the middle ground, while sandy paths, dense green shrubs, and tall golden grasses frame the foreground. The warm amber and violet sky creates a tranquil, atmospheric mood,

A dramatic sunset illuminates rugged coastal cliffs, rolling waves, and windswept grasses along the shore.

Ocean waves meet the shore in a steady rhythm, their sound carrying a quiet sense of harmony, don’t you think. Turquoise and deep teal water sweep toward the land in several parallel bands of foaming white surf. The textured swells form delicate, shifting patterns across the scene, while a thin strip of rugged, golden-brown coastal vegetation lines the bottom edge. The cool blue-green tones play against the warmth of the shoreline, creating a seascape that feels both dynamic and peacefully calm

Turquoise ocean waves churn into white foam along a rugged coastal cliff.

A quiet, fog-shrouded woodland framed by a large eucalyptus tree on the right and sweeping, narrow-leaved branches overhead. Dense white mist obscures the distant trees and softens the muted gray-green landscape, creating a serene, dreamlike atmosphere where every tone feels gently in harmony. In the foreground, a dirt and leaf-covered path leads toward a low chain barrier and metal gate, with small garden beds and a faint red sign emerging through the haze, all held together by the same subdued, balanced color palette. This shot has a soft, atmospheric photographic style that feels calm and deeply cohesive.

A misty woodland path disappears into the fog beneath towering eucalyptus trees.

I find harmony in the once again softened colors. A solitary broad-canopied tree stands on a sunlit, dry golden-grass hillside beneath a hazy blue sky. A rustic wire fence with dark wooden posts runs across the foreground, while softly layered rocky hills appear in the distant background, evoking a quiet, pastoral countryside.

A lone tree stands atop a sun-baked golden hillside above a rustic fence and distant mountain.

I’ve always felt that churches hold a kind of quiet harmony, and this richly decorated historic chapel is no exception. Seen through the dark, carved wooden doors, it feels almost like stepping into another time. The colors are warm and a little faded, the vaulted ceiling and arches covered in old frescoes, gilded borders, floral motifs, and painted religious or mythological scenes that seem to whisper their own stories. Patterned marble panels line the walls, cool and solid, while a crystal chandelier glows softly above a small altar and framed painting. Rows of modern black chairs sit neatly on the black-and-cream checkered floor, a simple, contemporary counterpoint to all the Renaissance-style ornament. In this contrast between the ornate and the everyday, I find a strange calm, as if the space is quietly holding every voice, every silence, in balance.

An ornate historic chapel with frescoed arches, patterned walls, a crystal chandelier, and rows of chairs arranged before the altar.

At my summer house I love the misty night, its quiet, the nature and I are in harmony. In this tranquil landscape photograph, a dense mixed forest lines the edge of a mist-covered meadow as dusk settles in. The treetops create a dark, textured band stretching across the lower middle of the frame, while a soft, pale fog glides over the grass in the foreground. Above it all, the sky shifts from deep gray-blue into a warm, glowing gold at the horizon, wrapping the scene in a serene and atmospheric stillness.

A misty forest meadow glows beneath a warm golden sunset, creating a serene and atmospheric landscape.

I’m no fan of winter, but I have to admit there’s a strange beauty in the details: the way the snow pulls a white blanket over everything and quiets it all down. Here, a single delicate white flower stands in close-up, its tall stem sprinkled with tiny, frost-like blossoms and fine, crystalline textures that look almost unreal. The bloom stays sharp and clear while the background fades into soft grays, whites, and muted greens, and the whole scene feels cool, wintry, and a little otherworldly.

A delicate wildflower covered in sparkling frost, set against a softly blurred winter landscape.

Veikka and Tinka, our cats, were in such harmony together; it was so lovely to see. This shows them cuddled together in warm sunlight beside a bright window. In the foreground, Tinka, the dark brown tabby, rests with her eyes closed, while Veikka, the white-and-orange one behind her, gently grooms her, eyes softly shut and pink tongue just visible. In this photo, the soft cream, golden, and brown tones create a peaceful, affectionate mood, and the softly blurred indoor background makes their textured fur and intimate little world feel even more tender and precious.

Two cats cuddle by the window as one sweetly grooms the other in the warm sunlight.

What a show Beth’s bridge challenge generated last week. Great images you all shared, wonderful bridges from around the world. I hope you will join Ann-Christine’s challenge, this week too. Please don’t forget to use the “lens-artists” hashtag in your posts so people can find your challenge entries.

Next week, Anne will feature a new challenge. It will go live at noon EST in the USA. Tune in then to find out more about the challenge.

Until then, let’s keep exploring, broadening our horizons, and maintaining a positive mindset

You can keep up with all of our challenges by subscribing to the Lens-Artists team members websites: Tina, Patti, Ann-Christine, John, Sofia, Anne, Egidio,  Beth. Ritva, 

For information on how to join the Lens-Artists challenge please click here.

Weathered Doors and Windows of Argyroupoli, Crete

Photography, street photography, Travel, Traveling Crete

I’m happy to still have photos of doors and windows from Grete, as they allow me to take part in both Thursday Doors and Monday Windows; for me, these themes are closely linked. I also have some images from our trip to Norway I will be sharing. Currently, we find ourselves making frequent trips between our home and summer place due to the renovations at our summerhouse, and with all the preparations needed before construction began—especially the extensive tree removal—we now need to chop and stack what’s been cut, which is quite time-consuming as my husband is mainly doing it by himself due to my health issues. The rainy weather isn’t making this task any easier, meaning there’s little opportunity to travel in search of new doors and windows. Hence, I’ve been leaning on my archives.

Walking down a narrow, sloping residential street in Argyroupoli, that is framed by a weathered historic stone building and a newer peach-colored apartment house. I noticed the aged structure has mottled plaster, exposed masonry, wooden doors and windows, a deep stone balcony supported by carved brackets, and an arched ground-floor entrance, this I notice first, while the neighboring home has metal-railed balconies, red roof trim, awnings, satellite dishes, and multiple air-conditioning units. Bicycles, a scooter, potted plants, and a green door add signs of everyday life, contrasting with the crumbling textures and muted beige, gray, and terracotta palette. The low-angle composition emphasizes the close, layered architecture and conveys the character of an old, lived-in Grete neighborhood.

A weathered historic stone building stands beside a modern home on a narrow, sloping street.
A weathered wooden door set beneath a rustic stone arch, revealing the character of an old building.
A weathered arched wooden door with iron ring handles and the number 7, set in an aged stone wall.

Lens-Artists Challenge #413 – Bridges

lens-artists, Photography

This week, it’s Beth’s turn to host, and she picked the fascinating topic of Bridges, which beautifully ties in with John’s topic from last week. When I think about bridges, I see them as more than just physical structures that connect two places; they symbolize the connections we share between people and ideas. I did a bit of digging into different types of bridges and their historical stories. The first image I found means a lot to Beth because it’s from her neighborhood, showcasing a stunning local bridge that captures the charm of her hometown and perfectly mirrors our shared theme. This journey into the world of bridges has really deepened my appreciation for the artistry and engineering behind these amazing structures.

I caught this dramatic sunset view from the Arthur Ravenel Jr. Bridge (or the Ravenel Bridge for short), which crosses the Cooper River in South Carolina. It was built in 2005 and stretches 4.5 kilometers, serving as a busy roadway on a cable-stayed bridge. You can see the tall central pylon and the sleek suspension cables forming these neat lines towards the horizon. Cars and taxis zip by in both directions, their headlights and taillights lighting up the dark pavement, while curved streetlights glow along the bridge. Above, the sky shifts from deep blue to teal and purple, with a splash of vivid orange and red near the horizon, giving it all a really striking, cinematic vibe.

Arthur Ravenel Jr. Bridge

The image showcases the renowned Murray Bridge Road Bridge next to the nearby railway bridge, crossing the Murray River in Murray Bridge, South Australia. Finished in 1879, this iron Warren girder bridge represents the first permanent structure built over the lower Murray River in the region. A broad steel truss bridge extends over the tranquil, gray-green water, captured from the shaded riverbank amid overhanging eucalyptus branches and foliage. The bridge’s light gray framework, supporting pillars, and lower parallel elements contrast beautifully with a cloud-strewn blue sky, while wooded hills and dense riverbank flora create a picturesque backdrop. In the foreground, reeds and a slender railing contribute to a serene, natural composition characterized by soft colors and a documentary-style landscape photography aesthetic.

Murray Bridge from other viewpoint

The Port Mann Bridge, situated near Vancouver in British Columbia, Canada, serves as a vital connection to the Pacific Northwest, adjacent to the U.S. border. Spanning the Fraser River, it carries Highway 1 and links Coquitlam and Surrey. The scene is dominated by a large cable-stayed structure observed from a low, frontal viewpoint beneath a clear blue sky. A multitude of vertical suspension and angled support cables create intricate geometric patterns around the central tower, while the lower part of the image is filled with concrete barriers, streetlights, lane markings, and various vehicles. The bright daylight and cool blue hues evoke a sense of modernity, highlighting the bridge’s impressive scale and engineering prowess.

The Port Mann Bridge, situated near Vancouver in British Columbia

Check out this stunning photo of Bixby Creek Bridge in California! It’s right on the Big Sur coastline along California State Route 1, also known as the Pacific Coast Highway. Built in: 1932. It soars about 80–100 meters up, looking down at the ocean and the valley. It’s seriously one of the most photographed bridges in the U.S. and a total must-see landmark! And we saw it 😉

Bixby Creek Bridge in California! I

The image showcases the iconic Sydney Harbour Bridge, a stunning steel arch bridge situated in Sydney, Australia. This impressive structure, which opened to traffic on March 19, 1932, measures 1,149 meters long and 49 meters wide, making it the world’s widest long-span bridge! It boasts a longest span of 503 meters and stands tall at 139 meters.

A view to this landmark bridge

A dramatic upward view beneath a large steel truss Sydney bridge shows an intricate network of riveted gray and pale green beams receding into the distance. Massive stone piers support the bridge above a sunny park, where paved paths, vivid green lawns, trees, and scattered visitors create a lively outdoor setting. The strong geometric composition and bright daylight emphasize the bridge’s monumental industrial architecture

Sydney Bridge from Underneath

Had to Photograph this, a long, weather-beaten steel bridge stretching over calm, gray-green waters, all beneath a moody, overcast sky. This old guy, the Bahia Honda Rail Bridge, sits on sturdy concrete piers, but you can see the years of wear and tear—rusted beams, broken railings, and a bumpy deck that really give it a character. It stands out against the horizon, creating this striking industrial vibe. The cool, blue-gray tones and soft light around it really bring out a sense of quiet solitude. You’ll notice a bit of a waterfront structure peeking in from the lower right This bridge was part of Henry Flagler’s ambitious Florida Overseas Railroad project, built between 1905 and 1912. Nowadays, it’s no longer used for trains or roads—just resting there, partially dismantled, as a historical landmark over the sea at Bahia Honda State Park in the beautiful Florida Keys.

the Bahia Honda Rail Bridge

I took this photo of this famous bridge over the River Kwai in Kanchanaburi, Thailand, part of the notorious Death Railway. The bridge and railway were built during World War II back in 1943. The Japanese army brought in Allied prisoners of war and forced laborers, and sadly, many lost their lives due to terrible conditions. Today, it’s a pretty popular spot for tourists, where you can walk across the bridge or even hop on a train. From a vertical angle, you can see this old, dark steel bridge with its riveted girders and arches leading off into the distance. A few folks are strolling along the tracks, surrounded by lush green trees under a light blue sky. The warm sunlight really makes the weathered metal and greenery pop, creating a cool vibe where industrial meets nature.

famous bridge over the River Kwai

I snapped this shot in Seattle on a bright day. You can see the Salmon Bay Bridge (or the Salmon Bay Rail Bridge if you want to get formal) in the picture. It’s right by the Ballard Locks and was built way back in 1914, making it a key railway link in the area. It’s that classic steel drawbridge raising over the calm water. The dark truss sections angle up, and there’s an older bridge span stretching across to the left. Up front, you can spot some concrete lock stuff like railings, signal gear, streetlights, and this sign that says “PIPE JACRET ZONE.” A couple of people are hanging out on the walkway. In the background, there’s this hilly area packed with homes and trees against a bright blue sky filled with fluffy white clouds. It really gives off a cool maritime vibe, even with all the industry around!

Salmon Bay Bridge

How about the amazing Conciergerie! This former palace and prison is right on the Île de la Cité. The place is a stunning example of Gothic architecture and once housed royal figures. It got pretty famous during the French Revolution for holding political prisoners. Right next to it is the Pont Notre-Dame bridge, which spans the River Seine and connects all the lively streets of the city. The views from the bridge are just breathtaking! It’s a perfect spot to take in the beauty of Paris and soak up all the historic vibes, whether you’re a local or a tourist.

the Pont Notre-Dame bridge, which spans the River Seine

There’s this beautiful two-lane road that goes over this old concrete bridge with unique geometric cross-bracing, and it’s surrounded by lush green forests and quaint homes on the hills. I saw a person walking their black-and-white dog by the roadside while a car was making its way toward the bridge. The scene was framed by guardrails, double yellow lines in the center, and a sign warning about the winding road ahead. There were also signs pointing to Stonefield Beach Wayside and other local roads, giving it that sunny, coastal vibe. The bridge in the image is the Ten Mile Creek Bridge, which is just south of Yachats along U.S. Route 101, close to the Stonefield Beach State Recreation Site. Conde B. McCullough designed it back in 1931. It’s a reinforced concrete tied-arch bridge, about 55 meters long, and guess what? It’s listed on the National Register of Historic Places!

Ten Mile Creek Bridge, which is just south of Yachats along U.S. Route 101,

A heartfelt thank you to John for his “Shaped by Water” challenge! I also want to extend my thanks to you, Beth, for this wonderful challenge this week. I encourage you to take part and remember to link back to her original post and use the Lens-Artists Tag so we can easily locate your contributions in the WP Reader.

Ann-Christine will be back next week, bringing a new challenge for us to tackle at noon EST in the USA. Make sure to join us to learn more about the challenge at that time.

Until then, let’s keep exploring, broadening our horizons, and maintaining a positive mindset

You can keep up with all of our challenges by subscribing to the Lens-Artists team members websites: Tina, Patti, Ann-Christine, John, Sofia, Anne, Egidio,  Beth. Ritva, 

For information on how to join the Lens-Artists challenge please click here.

Transforming a Coastal Scene: From Tranquil to Eerie

Landscapes, Photography, Traveling North Norway

I have to say, I really adore this photo; it has such a tranquil and gentle feel to it. It is from our trip to Norway in Sommarøy. As you might know, I enjoy editing, and this image has all the elements I love to work with, transforming it from serene to somewhat eerie. I can play with the clouds, adjust the contrast between light and darkness, and shift from soft colors to vivid tones. I even like to experiment with monochrome and deep black-and-white effects.

A tranquil coastal scene from Norway shows traditional red wooden boathouses standing on stilts above pale turquoise water. The buildings have weathered gray metal roofs, while the boathouse on the right is topped with a vivid green grass roof and bordered by rocky shoreline and tall grasses. Low islands and small distant boats sit beneath a dramatic overcast sky, creating a cool, quiet maritime atmosphere with soft natural light.

Red stilted boathouses line a quiet, misty shoreline beneath a dramatic gray sky – first edit
Red coastal boathouses stand on stilts above calm turquoise water beneath a dramatic overcast sky. – I enhances the colors, clarity and sky for the second edit

This image feels so chill with its muted, almost monochrome vibes. The buildings’ soft red siding is like the only splash of warmth popping against that hazy gray sky and silvery water. The overcast light gives it this dreamy, soft focus look, and those gentle ripples really amp up the peaceful, secluded vibe. Plus, the low vegetation and the distant land give it some nice depth in the background, making it even more inviting. I love how the editing brings it all together, giving a sense of calm that just makes you want to stay a while.

Red stilted boathouses line a quiet, misty shoreline beneath a dramatic gray sky.

An edited moody black-and-white coastal scene transforms the original view of weathered wooden boathouses . The heavy storm clouds now loom even more dramatically in the sky, enhancing the contrast and evoking a profound sense of isolation over the expansive, rippling water. This impactful editing elevates the emotional atmosphere, allowing the viewer to experience the quiet intensity of the landscape in a new light.

Weathered boathouses stand along a calm shoreline beneath a dramatic, cloud-filled sky.

A color version of the ominous storm clouds gather in the sky, casting a dark shadow over the jagged shorelines and the distant, ghostly islands on the horizon. A desolate sandy forefield, bordered by swaying reeds, enhances the sense of isolation, enveloping the scene in a heavy, melancholic maritime atmosphere. How about this edit?

Red waterfront boathouses stand along a quiet shoreline beneath a dramatic, stormy sky.

Now I am done with this image, and I would love to see which one you preferred and maybe even tell me why. Your feedback is invaluable to me, I am eager to hear about the aspects that resonated with you, whether it was the color scheme, the composition, or the overall vibe. Your insights are very much appreciated.

I added light due to Marks comment

The Rustic Charm of Argyroupoli

Photography, street photography, Traveling Crete

For starters, I am stating that our trip to Crete provided me with many images of doors and windows in some sort of decay, and to my humble opinion they make for a great photos. The unique charm of these weathered entrances and openings captures a sense of history. The peeling paint, rusted hinges, and cracked frames create a stunning contrast against the vibrant backdrop of the Mediterranean colors, making them irresistible subjects for photography. Every click of the shutter allowed me to explore not just the aesthetics but also the deeper emotions evoked by the passage of time, showcasing beauty in imperfection and decay. You can also expect to see more of them for sure.

A walk down a narrow stone-paved alley winds through an old Argyroupoli village lined with weathered stone and plaster buildings. These distressed wooden doors are set into warm beige masonry, while a faded pink house, overhead utility wires, balconies, and aged facades lead toward an open landscape in the distance. Bright daylight highlights the textures, muted earth tones, and small greenery, creating a quiet, rustic Mediterranean atmosphere.

A sunlit stone alley winds past weathered wooden doors and colorful old houses toward a scenic countryside view of Argyroupoli,

On the old stone building, there’s a little dark window with a rusty iron grille over it. The weathered wooden shutters look just right, perfectly framing that tiny window. The wall on the right is all rough limestone and exposed rubble, adding so much texture! There are even these green plants with tiny yellow flowers peeking through the bars at the bottom, really popping against the muted grays, tans, and reds. This window was just screaming to be captured.

A leafy plant grows behind rusted iron bars in the weathered window of an old stone building.

A closer look at the pink building reveals a cool narrow arched window nestled in a weathered pink stucco wall. It’s framed by rough, old stone covered in moss and some dark stains, with simple rusted metal bars protecting it. You can spot a dark wooden shutter behind it, too. Small green vines are popping out from the stone sill and crawling along the bottom, adding a nice organic touch to the soft rose, gray, and brown colors.

A weathered arched window with iron bars and leafy vines set into a textured pink stucco wall

Monday Window: 7 September 2026

Lens-Artists Challenge #409 – Best Ever Images

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Is it truly possible for anyone to evaluate which of their photos are their absolute favorites? Personally, I find it difficult! Instead, I can only select the images that I caught by accident, being at right place at the right time and feel proud of.

But this week’s guest host for the Lens Artists Challenge, Steve, (of Steve Hyde Photography Blog) has invited us to share our ‘best ever’ photos for World Photography Day. I love that idea! However, there are several challenges associated with this task. Firstly, the sheer difficulty of choosing between countless images can be overwhelming. I find myself transported back to memories and emotions, making it hard to rank the photos. Additionally, I’m not very skilled at self-criticism! This makes selecting a single standout image all the more daunting, as I often second-guess my choices and wonder if I’m overlooking better options or if I’m being too hard on myself. Ultimately, the journey of sifting through my collection could reveal not just the best photo, but something else altogether.

My initial visit to Hailuoto was unforgettable, marked by a windy, overcast day that left me in awe of the remarkable nature—including the unique dunes and expansive coastal meadows. Although we didn’t go fishing ourselves, Marjaniemi in Hailuoto stands out as one of the key fishing harbors in the Bothnian Bay, where fishing along the shoreline is a popular activity. For some reason this image of large, arched fishing nets and traps strewn across a grassy shoreline dotted with delicate white wildflowers appeals to me. In the background, a fishing boat rests on the ground next to a smaller wooden boat, with the sea extending towards a low, rocky horizon. Dramatic layers of storm clouds loom above, crafting a moody, windswept atmosphere, while the high-contrast monochrome style showcases the intricate textures of the nets, grass, boats, and rugged coastline.

Fishing nets rest on a grassy shoreline beside small boats beneath dramatic storm clouds.

Good photos often translate beautifully to monochrome, emphasizing light and shadow while focusing the viewer on composition. If monochrome retains its appeal, it suggests a balance of light and contrast. The simplicity of black and white photography helps us appreciate texture and form, allowing for deeper emotional reflection and highlighting how the absence of color can enhance a photograph.

A dramatic black-and-white arrangement of interlocking industrial gears mounted on a weathered wooden wall

I’ve posted this image at least four times because it’s one of my favorites. I even printed it out and have it framed on my wall. I captured this photo with permission at Verla’s Groundwood and Board Mill. I was fortunate to be allowed a new tour on my own after the official tour had concluded; the light coming through the window was perfectly positioned, allowing me to take this shot without needing additional lighting. In my view, luck often plays a crucial role in achieving a great photograph.

Verla,  Finland’s first factory museum was named a World Heritage site due to its status as a unique and culturally and historically significant example of an industrial settlement from the turn of the 20th century.

A woman stands in a dark gallery, illuminated by dramatic stripes of light that stretch across the floor.

I was fortunate to photograph this young woman as she strolled along the shifting vertical lines within the dim, minimalist setting of the museum In Lahti, Finland. Dressed in a black top and flowing black-and-white striped trousers, her outfit mirrors the vivid horizontal light bands cast across the floor. A cool blue glow highlights her face and figure, while the striped light generates striking reflections and shadows in the foreground, imparting a moody, introspective, fine-art ambiance. This monochrome image is also one of those lucky moments.

Alligator and baby in the everglades in Florida

We were incredibly fortunate; during one of our trips to Florida, we enjoyed an airboat ride through the vast and mysterious Everglades, a unique ecosystem teeming with wildlife, where we saw several alligators basking in the sun. One particularly large alligator surprised me by lifting its head right beside the boat, giving me a bit of a jump —I certainly wasn’t expecting that! Its presence was both awe-inspiring and slightly intimidating, a reminder of the raw power of nature. Additionally, I managed to see an alligator with a tiny baby resting by its foreleg on the right side among the reeds, a surprising sight that captured the essence of family in the wild. It was truly one of those moments when luck played a part, as the experience felt like a rare glimpse into the untamed beauty of this remarkable habitat.

A pelican glides across a golden sunset over calm waters, framed by palm trees and a silhouetted pier.

On this same trip we stayed at Key West, Florida, sitting and watching the sunset, I was able to capture this; there is not really a good story to be told. When traveling, I always try to capture the sunset; often they are nice, sometimes spectacular, and sometimes something unexpected happens. This time, this pelican made the shot; without it, it would have just been a lovely sunset, but now it ranks as one of my favorites.

I appreciate Steve for guiding us this week, even with his limit of just 5 favorites. We’re eager to see your choices. Don’t forget to link back to Steve’s original here and to utilize the Lens-Artists Tag so we can discover your posts.

Last week, Egídio asked us for over-the-top photos, and I loved that so many of you saw past the obvious OTT expectations and created truly unique interpretations. It was great to see such variety 🙂 and to know that you embraced the challenge with enthusiasm and imagination.

Next week is my turn turn to lead you to a new challenge, Saturday 22nd of August. Hope to see you then.

You can keep up with all of our challenges by subscribing to the Lens-Artists team members websites: Tina, Patti, Ann-Christine, John, Sofia, Anne, Egidio,  Beth. Ritva, 

For information on how to join the Lens-Artists challenge please click here.

Until then, let’s keep exploring, broadening our horizons, and maintaining a positive mindset

Lens-Artists Challenge #408: Just Wow

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At some point, we encounter things that seem unusual and excessive, prompting a reaction of surprise. Egídio invites us to share what we find over the top, encouraging creativity and engagement. Don’t forget to link to his post and use the “Lens-Artists” tag for visibility.

I am going to tackle this challenge with just a wow effect. The light coming through the round windows created a just wow moment. Luck was a major factor; I just happened to walk in at the right time of the morning.

As you stepped into the Church of Saint Anthony in Maleme, you were immediately struck by the warm glow of natural light pouring through the large, arched window above the altar, creating a magical atmosphere, that is the just wow. Nestled at the heart of this beautiful space was a stunning, gold-colored chandelier, decked with multiple candle-like lights and gracefully draped in a soft purple cloth that added a touch of elegance. you couldn’t help but admire the serene blue ceiling scattered with tiny stars, which made created a feeling as though you were beneath a vast, comforting night sky. The rows of wooden pews inviting worshippers to sit, while the intricate tile flooring and religious iconography that adorned the walls heightened the sense of peace.

Sunlight streaming through stained glass windows highlights the intricate chandelier and detailed artwork inside a serene church interior.
An ornately decorated Orthodox Christian altar in a church featuring religious icons, golden accents, and a vibrant red carpet.

The Church of Saint Anthony (Greek: Ekklisia Agios Antonios), located in the center of the village of Máleme in the Chania region of the island of Crete. This beautiful Greek Orthodox church is known for its white walls, traditional red-brick domes, and its distinctive small round window openings with perforated patterns.

Last week, Patti hosted the challenge, and we appreciate all the fantastic responses you shared about your life’s celebrations. Wonderful posts!

Next week, we will feature a guest host. Steve Hyde (of Steve Hyde Photography Blog) will lead the challenge starting at noon EST in the USA. Tune in to find out more about the challenge then. 

You can keep up with all of our challenges by subscribing to the Lens-Artists team members websites: Tina, Patti, Ann-Christine, John, Sofia, Anne, Egidio,  Beth. Ritva, 

For information on how to join the Lens-Artists challenge please click here.

Until then, let’s keep exploring, broadening our horizons, and maintaining a positive mindset

Monochrome Photography; Capturing Timelessness

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This time, I am sharing photos from Anjalan Kartano, which is open during the summer months when it features various art and history exhibitions. We had the chance to visit while artists were setting up a new exhibition, they were kind enough to let us in, as it was really closed to public at that time. so many of the rooms were unoccupied. To be honest I was a bit disappointed that there was so little furniture left, I was expecting something else when we chose to visit this place. But I was able to get some nice interior shots. I also noticed while editing these that most of them were shot in the portrait mode, I seem to do that often when taking similar shots. The light in the rooms was wonderful.

Just a piece of history; Anjalan Kartano dates back to the 17th century, when Henrik Wrede made the ultimate sacrifice of his loyal horse and his own life for King Charles IX of Sweden. Since then, the manor has played a significant role in the community of Anjala.

Few I have converted to monochrome for Leanne’s Monochrome Madness

The charming wooden porch with open white doors revealing a glimpse inside the Manor, flanked by flower pots on either side welcomed us.

It was a calm indoor setting, with a large window letting in natural light that made everything look calm. In front of it were wooden chairs, carved with care, huddled together as if they were having a quiet chat. Their soft, dark cushions softened the contrast with the wood. A table with a patterned tablecloth held a leafy plant in the center, adding a touch of hominess to the scene. The room felt peaceful, making me want to sit there, especially as the light and shadows danced playfully around. Two slightly different edits of the same window. Which crop do you prefer?

a calm indoor setting, with a large window letting in natural light
A striking black and white photo of multiple open doors creating a captivating visual tunnel effect in an empty vintage room. There is no need to explain this photo.

In this serene corner of the room, I noticed a large, hand-crafted rectangular frame leaning gently against the wall, while a mirror on the opposite wall captured and reflected the light and warmth of the surrounding space. The mirror’s surface showcased a wooden chair featuring a cozy cross-back design. Natural light poured in from a nearby window on the right, creating delightful shadows that danced across the wooden floor and the soft, textured fringed rug. Adjacent to the wall, a sturdy metal rod stretched horizontally, embellished with a whimsical paper chain decoration that infused a sense of charm and handmade character into this calm and minimalist haven.

A cozy corner with a wooden chair, decorative mirrors, and soft natural light filtering in through a window.
Sunlight streaming through a vintage window casting shadows on a rustic wall and bench, that is obviously why this shot was taken.

Transforming Image into a Story

Photography, Short Stories and Poems

Let’s create a short story based on this image, as it ignited my creativity with tales of adventure, where each shadow concealed a mystery and every beam of light opened up fresh opportunities. As the narrative evolved, I started to compose a poem about it, encapsulating the journey and the feelings that surged within me as I transformed the image into written words.

As the sole vehicle meandered along the twisting road, its headlights sliced through the mist that blanketed the landscape like a cozy quilt. Inside, a lone driver sat, her fingers clutching the steering wheel as though it were a life raft in a stormy sea of her own making. The heavy clouds above reflected her mood—a confusing cocktail of introspection and a touch of sadness that seemed to cling to her like a second skin. The rhythmic patter of rain against the windshield was like a soft lullaby, soothing yet heavy, reminding her of thoughts that were forever just out of reach. With each bend in the road, as hills dipped and rose like the memories she cherished, she found herself reminiscing about brighter days, now cast in shadow by the dreary weather. The delicate beauty of the rainy day was a stark contrast to the whirlwind in her heart, prompting her to ponder the evanescent nature of joy. Yet amid the sorrow, she felt a profound connection to the world outside; nature, in its damp serenity, seemed to cradle her feelings, and for a brief moment, she let herself drift into the stillness, allowing the calm to wash over her like a gentle tide.

A lone vehicle drives down a wet road surrounded by lush greenery under a moody, overcast sky with low-hanging clouds over the mountains, I took this photo last week in Skibotn Norway.

Lens-Artists Challenge #399: Stuck in Place

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I am oftentimes Stuck in a Place, or would I rather say content to be in one place and just be, not really doing anything, just looking around, observing the world unfolding around me. It’s a simple pleasure that often goes unnoticed in our fast-paced lives. Like sitting in a cozy cafe or a bustling restaurant, I find solace in the mundane activities of those around me. On one of my patios, which all have their own unique themes and decorations, I can give my attention to an array of delightful details: the way light dances through the leaves of nearby trees, the sounds of conversation, maybe a lawnmower, mixing with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee from my cup. It’s in these moments of stillness that I feel attentive, immersing myself in the simple act of being present.

Egídio’s Challenge Requirements at a Glance

  • Pick one spot — indoors or outdoors — and stay there for 30 minutes to 1 hour.
  • Limit your movement to about 10–15 steps in any direction from your chosen spot.
  • Look closely for compositions you usually walk past — the goal is fresh seeing, not new scenery.
  • Share up to five images from the exercise (quality over quantity).

So, that is our assignment for the week frm Egídio. Capture as many photos as you want, but please do not post more than 5 images from this creative photography exercise. It is not quantity that matters here, but rather your unexpected compositions and discoveries.

I am going to cheat, lets be clear about that. I could not decide what I was going to show, and the pressure weighed heavily on my mind. I I was torn between ideas, struggling to find the perfect way to express myself. At home, on my sofa, surrounded by familiar comforts, I found solace in the chaos of my thoughts. So, I have three collages instead.

Cosy moment at home

As I relax in my living room savoring a Jaffa, I’m entranced by the light that playfully dances throughout the room, filling it with a gentle, warm radiance. I take a moment to notice the small details that often escape our attention—the intricate designs on the table stirred by a light breeze, the soft shadows created by the furniture, and the shimmering dust motes drifting lazily in the air. The decorations reflecting light and the books perched on the shelves go mostly unnoticed. Each of these elements, frequently disregarded in the rush of daily life, unveils a quiet beauty that fosters a sense of calm and appreciation for the here and now.

Sitting under the apple trees

There is magic sitting under the apple trees, where the gentle rustling of leaves harmonizes with the soft hum of nature, colors of the flowers painting a vibrant tapestry, while bees and bugs dance from blossom to blossom. The bark of the trees, rough and textured, tells stories of seasons past, wrapped in blankets of green moss that cushion the earth below. Sunlight filters delicately through the branches, casting playful shadows that add an enchanting glow to this spot.

Sawing table at my friends house.

Visiting a friend and admiring her very good friend’s sewing machine, which works like a dream, truly captures my attention. The intricate design of the machine, combined with its efficient performance, reminds me of the artistry involved in sewing. Surrounding the machine are all the little cute things on her table, each one telling a story, from colorful spools of thread to charming needle holders, which draw my eye to the mundane items that play such a vital role in the sewing process. It’s fascinating how these seemingly simple tools enhance creativity, transforming mere fabric into beautiful creations, and I find myself pondering the importance of each element in bringing the craft to life.

A heartfelt thank you to everyone who accompanied me on last weeks colorful journey; I was both inspired and amazed by the images shared, with many featuring flowers and nature—a choice that makes perfect sense. However, we also encountered some delightful surprises last week! This week, Egídio will take the helm by being Stuck in a Place, so be sure to check out his site for more creative inspiration; it’s a beautiful post not to be missed. And remember, next week Tina will be our guide, so don’t miss out!

Please see this page for more information about the Lens-Artists Challenge and its history. If you don’t want to miss any future challenges, please consider subscribing to the team members’ websites.

We are the Lens-Artists: Tina, Patti, Ann-Christine, John, Sofia, Anne, Egidio, Beth, and I, Ritva.

Until then, let’s keep exploring, broadening our horizons, and maintaining a positive mindset

Nature Reclaims: The Story of an Abandoned House

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I wrote a piece of fiction to go with these images of an abandoned house, illustrating the eerie silence that envelops the crumbling walls and overgrown garden. As I delved deeper into the story, the forgotten echoes of the past began to emerge, trying to paint a picture of the lives once lived within those decaying rooms. The shadows seemed to whisper secrets, share my take of the the mysteries that lay hidden beneath the layers of dust and time.

In the heart of a forgotten village, there stood an old, rundown house that held the whispers of its vibrant past. It had a faded, cracked exterior and a barely intact tiled roof, with memories of joyful days trapped in every corner. The walls, now worn and discolored, showed glimpses of the brick and stone beneath, framing the door and windows like silent guardians of time. This house used to belong to the Georgiou family, who left it behind decades ago following a series of unfortunate events. The wooden door, slightly open and well-worn, hinted at laughter and love that once filled the space, now muted by silence. The windows, partially covered with old shutters, were entwined with greenery, as nature gradually took back what people had forsaken. Surrounding the house, wild grass danced in the breeze, while a bare, spindly tree reached for the sky—a testament to resilience and a haunting reminder of the family’s departure. Above, the heavy clouds seemed to grieve for a life that used to buzz with energy, as if the past longed to be acknowledged once again.

the deteriorating corner of an old, rustic roof made of curved terracotta tiles,

The deteriorating corner of an old, rustic roof made of curved terracotta tiles, many of which are covered with patches of moss and appear weathered and broken. Below the roof, the wall shows signs of decay with exposed bricks and crumbling plaster, revealing various textures and layers of construction materials. Bare tree branches extend across the lower left of the frame, contrasting with the warm earthy tones of the roof and wall. The sky is clear and bright, adding a subtle contrast to the aged, textured structures in the foreground. Can you see a doll on the roof, or is it just me? What is the story there?

The weathered window

The weathered window set into an old, deteriorating wall once belonged their daughter Eleni spent her childhood. The window shutters are wooden and painted red, but the paint is severely chipped and peeling, revealing the worn wood beneath. Eleni would often sit by this window, dreaming of adventures beyond the walls, her imagination ignited by the vibrant world outside. Below the window, overgrown green plants and small yellow flowers grow along the ledge and the base of the wall, remnants of Eleni’s once-cared-for garden where she picked flowers for her mother. As she grew older, the dreams by this window transformed into aspirations of travel, writing stories inspired by the landscapes she envisioned. The wall itself shows signs of decay, with cracked plaster and exposed bricks, echoing the passage of time since the family moved away, leaving behind a rustic and abandoned atmosphere with earthy, muted colors, which now serve as a silent witness to her cherished memories. This window became a portal for Eleni, connecting her past with a future filled with hopes of re-exploring the wild beauty beyond the walls that once confined her.

Last on the Card – April 2026

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By the beach in Maleme a pair of weathered wooden benches positioned on a grassy patch adorned with small purple and yellow wildflowers, a large, leafy tree with a thick trunk, providing a natural backdrop and some shade. The sky is overcast, casting a soft, muted light over the scene. In the blurred background, distant buildings and conifer trees are faintly visible, adding depth and context to this tranquil outdoor setting. My last on the card is from Crete.

Last shot with my OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

A timeworn monastery in Crete, known as the Gouverneto Monastery (or the Monastery of Our Lady of the Angels), is an active place of worship that beautifully showcases its yellow, textured facade, with signs of peeling paint that speak to its age. Notice the small wooden-framed windows and distinctive terracotta-tiled roof, topped with a dome and cross? This architectural detail certainly highlights its importance as a historical and religious site. In the foreground, verdant greenery, including a leafy tree and tall cypress bushes, frames the scene, introducing a natural element that adds depth to the composition. Meanwhile, the rugged hills in the background sit beneath an overcast sky, contributing to a tranquil and timeless ambiance. Established in 1537, the monastery is dedicated to the Virgin Mary and serves as a starting point for a popular hiking trail leading to the Arkouditissa Cave and the ruins of the abandoned Katholiko Monastery. It’s interesting to note that it was originally built as a Venetian-style fortress to protect the monks from pirate raids, featuring thick walls and defensive towers, which further emphasizes its significance on the island of Crete.

Iphone 17 Pro

A serene night scene featuring a bright full moon partially obscured by thin, wispy clouds. Silhouettes of various trees, including leafless branches and a spruce, frame the moon and enhance the depth of the composition. The sky exhibits deep blue tones transitioning to lighter shades near the horizon, creating a mystical and tranquil atmosphere. Back home or our summer house, emphasizing the natural beauty of a quiet night in the countryside. Taken at 23:19 before May 1st – a day of celebration in Finland.

Participating on Brian’s Last on the Card April 2026

The Gouverneto Monastery – nearly the last one 😀 as a header

The Charm of Crete in Black and White Photography

Black and White photos, Photography, Traveling Crete

I am currently facing some challenges in getting back into the rhythm of blogging, but I’m determined to overcome this creative block. I’m excited to participate in one of my favorites, Leanne’s Monochrome Madness, as black and white photography is a passion of mine. I look forward to showcasing my unique perspective through this medium.

This black-and-white i landscape with a silhouette of several leafless trees against a gradient sky that transitions from dark gray at the top to lighter near the horizon. The trees are situated on a rocky and slightly hilly terrain covered with sparse vegetation. The aim was for he composition to emphasize the intricate, intricate branches of the trees, creating a stark contrast with the smooth sky. The overall mood is calm and introspective, enhanced the subtle texture of the clouds.

Recently, I have been editing photos from a delightful short trip to Crete, where the stunning landscapes and rich history offered countless opportunities for captivating black and white images that truly reflect the island’s unique charm. Each photo tells a story, capturing fleeting moments of beauty, and I can’t wait to reveal the allure of Crete in this timeless art form, hoping to inspire myself to embrace the joy of photography once again and foster a deeper connection with my creative side. Although we initially sought warm and sunny weather for our exploration, we were only fortunate enough to experience two beautiful days, with the rest unexpectedly turning cloudy and windy, which transformed our plans in unanticipated ways and added an element of spontaneity to our journey. Renting a car for four days provided us with the freedom to explore breathtaking mountains with dramatic vistas, charming cities adorned with historical architecture, and stunning sea views that left us in awe of nature’s artistry. While the weather shift made our adventures more challenging, especially considering my wardrobe choices that were geared towards sunnier conditions, the comfortable travel clothes I wore helped me adapt to the cooler temperatures and unpredictable winds, allowing me to fully enjoy discovering new places without the discomfort of being underdressed. Each day brought new experiences, moments of laughter, and a reminder that sometimes the best parts of a trip come from embracing the unexpected.

A lone, leafless tree standing on a rugged hillside under a cloudy sky.
A mountainous landscape with snow-capped peaks partially shrouded in mist or low-hanging clouds. The foreground features darker forested slopes with dense clusters of evergreen trees, creating a stark contrast against the lighter, snow-streaked mountain ridges in the background. The overcast sky adds a moody, atmospheric quality to the scene, emphasizing the natural ruggedness and tranquility of the setting. I hope the image conveys a sense of vastness and quiet solitude in a pristine wilderness environment.
Looking at the a foggy, rocky mountain landscape densely populated with trees and shrubs in the distance. The mist creates a soft, ethereal atmosphere, obscuring the background and blending the edges of the barren trees and foliage. In the composition I did a gradual transition from darker, more detailed foreground vegetation to a hazy, almost white sky, enhancing the sense of depth and mystery. The aim was for overall mood to be tranquil yet eerie, evoking a quiet, contemplative moment in nature.
I am always on the lookout for a lone tree, why I don’t know they appeal to me. The image shows a stark, leafless tree with multiple gnarled branches extending upwards against a muted, cloudy sky. The tree stands atop a rugged, rocky mountain, creating a dramatic contrast between the dark, intricate silhouette of the branches and the textured ground below. The overall monochrome color scheme adds a somber and contemplative mood to the scene, emphasizing the raw natural forms and the starkness of the barren environment.

Lens-Artists #395 – Looking Back to #155 “On The Water”

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This week, Beth’s challenge is to revisit #155, “on the water.” I didn’t take part in these challenges back then, so it’s new for me and am I going overboard with this theme.

For this challenge,she is looking forward to seeing our interpretation of “On the Water”. It can be rivers, creeks, lakes, ponds, oceans, puddles, swimming pools or water parks. Think about scenic views of water, people having fun on the water, watercraft on the water, macros of water drops, or animals, birds, and plants floating on the water.She does give us lots of options.

What I am sharing in these images is my fascination with the waves and the rhythm they create as they roll and crash against the shore. The smooth pebbles, worn down by years of continuous motion, invite you to touch them, and you can be calmed down by rubbing your fingers across the surface of each one, feeling their coolness and texture. I am totally aware of the abundance of images I have taken, but if you open the galleries, you can quickly scroll through them and perhaps pause on a few, giving yourself the chance to truly appreciate my admiration for the power of water.

The colors, the movement, the power.

These memories were captured on a beautifully windy, cloudy, and cool day in Crete, our last day, and they resonate deeply within me. I spent a couple of hours observing as the waves with gust crashed against the shore, each crash echoing ln my heart, a melody only the sea could compose. As I sat there, drawn to the rhythm of the ocean, I appreciated the horizon, where the sky met the water in a endless embrace. The invigorating spray of sea water touched my skin, refreshing and full of life, while the salty breeze provided a familiar comfort, reminding me of my connection with the sea, a bond formed through countless sunrises and sunsets. With each gust of wind, I was more in touch with the moment, a clear sense of peace and tranquility.

Watching the waves is meditative
Even on a cloudy day you can find things to do together
Pebbles on the beach

This concludes my week! I thoroughly enjoyed reflecting on this old challenge and considering how to approach it. It was a new experience for me. A huge thank you to Beth for her guidance—make sure to link your response to her post here. Additionally, your contributions to John’s “History Through the Lens” challenge last week were fantastic. Remember to return on Saturday, May 2 at noon eastern time, when Ann-Christine will lead the next challenge.

If you’re participating in the Lens‑Artists Challenge for the first time, welcome—we look forward to visiting your post. To join in, simply publish your take on this week’s theme, link back to Beth’s page, and add the Lens‑Artists tag so that others can find your work.

Please see this page for more information about the Lens-Artists Challenge and its history. If you don’t want to miss any future challenges, please consider subscribing to the team members’ websites.

Here we are The Lens-Artists: Tina, Patti, Ann-Christine, John, Sofia, Anne, Egidio, Beth, and myself Ritva.

Navigating Creative Droughts

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I find myself writing a third post on this topic, grappling with my thoughts by myself, as there’s no one around to discuss it. Recently, I’ve been struggling with inspiration when it comes to photography. Photography, for me, is not merely about capturing beauty or documenting moments; I take pictures so I don’t have to explain them, that is the whole point. I started out just posting photos, hardly any words. It is, was so much easier.

However, when inspiration eludes me, the camera feels heavier, and each click seems to lack purpose. It’s frustrating to experience these creative blocks, as they can lead to a sense of disconnect from the “art” that I love. I long for those moments, where the world presents itself in a way that ignites my passion and motivates me to capture its essence. Maybe more eventful life. In life there are ebbs and flows, and those periods of silence can sometimes lead to the most profound revelations.

Black and white close-up of elegant tulips, capturing their delicate petals and textures.

There are days when I wake up and feel like I’m staring into an empty well. The usual well of ideas, creativity, and inspiration seems to have dried up, leaving behind a hollow echo instead of the vibrant thoughts I’m used to. It’s a strange sensation — one that feels both familiar and unsettling. The wakening of nature will surely help

The fast-paced world we live in, we often rush to fill that emptiness with distractions or quick fixes. But what if, instead, we took a moment to just sit with that feeling? I’ve been doing that for few weeks now. The truth is, experiencing uninspired days is not a character flaw or a sign of weakness; it’s simply part of the ebb and flow of life.

A close-up of vibrant moss and natural textures, the essence of nature’s renewal.

When I reflect on that empty well, I come to understand that it isn’t something to dread, but rather a space to recognize. Much like nature undergoes its seasons, we too experience cycles of creativity. There are moments when the well is brimming with ideas, and others when it feels barren—and that is perfectly acceptable. In this present moment, when I attempt to create, the outcomes are, to be honest, rather dull and uninspiring.

Instead of pushing through the uninspired moments, I’m learning to embrace them. I allow myself to feel the weight of the silence, recognizing that it’s a natural part of the creative process. Sometimes, just acknowledging that I’m in a quiet phase can bring a sense of relief.

As I work through these emotions, I remind myself that inspiration will come back. It’s not about compelling creativity, but rather allowing myself the space to recharge. In that quietude, and in the absence of expectation, I often discover clarity and achieve my finest work.

So, if you’re also staring into your own empty well, know that you’re not alone. It’s a shared human experience, and it’s okay to simply be. The well may be empty now, but it will fill again in its own time. Embrace the quiet, and trust that inspiration is just around the corner, waiting for the right moment to flow back in.

Close-up of dried hydrangea petals, the intricate textures and patterns, reflecting the beauty of nature’s cycles.

I’ve included these four images; these are the latest I’ve taken, and they are here to say I am trying my best to get going again. I am getting my shit together 😀 It’s all under the water 😊

It’s all under the bridge 😂 well almost at least,

Easter is coming soon; my son and his three boys are coming for a visit, which is something to look forward to as we plan to visit our summer house first time this year. The boys have been asking about it for months. I am not that keen as it not that warm and the house has been cold all winter, but today we are leaving to warm the house and get it ready for them. After their visit, it will be time to go on holiday for a week – I’m especially looking forward to the sun and new surroundings, where I can relax and recharge away from the daily routine. I can’t wait to explore new places and experience new adventures as we embrace this time away as a couple.

Lens Artists Challenge #389: Time to Relax

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“How beautiful it is to do nothing, and then to rest afterward.”

Green fields of summer stretch endlessly, painted in vibrant shades of green under the dazzling blue skies. Birds chirp, their melodies harmonizing with the gentle rustle of leaves as the wind slowly blows through the tops of the trees, creating a soothing symphony of nature. While laying in the hammock, I feel a sense of peace enveloping me. The warmth of the sun kisses my skin, and I watch fluffy clouds drift lazily overhead, time seeming to stand still in this serene oasis. The sweet scent of wildflowers mingles with the fresh air, heightening the tranquility of this perfect day.

Waves crashing against a rocky shore, relaxing by the tranquility of nature, is one of the most enchanting experiences when visiting warm places by the ocean. The rhythmic sound of the surf, as it crashes and recedes, creates a soothing melody that caresses the ears and invites peaceful thoughts. As you breathe in the salty air, each breath seems to wash away the stresses of daily life, replacing them with a deep sense of calm. The warm sun, while seabirds glide gracefully overhead, adding to the idyllic scenery. This harmonious blend of sights and sounds encapsulates the essence of coastal bliss, making it an unforgettable moment that lingers long after the visit.

Waves crashing against a rocky shore, relaxing by the tranquility of nature. Is one the things when visiting warm places by the ocean. So soothing

Art, in its many forms, serves as a profound source of relaxation for me. Photography, sculpture, and painting all offer unique avenues for creative expression that help me unwind . Engaging with these mediums brings a sense of peace and tranquility that is hard to replicate elsewhere. I often find myself lost in the moment while capturing the world through my camera lens or molding a piece of clay into something beautiful. Listening to music also plays a crucial role in my relaxation ritual; the genre I choose often varies depending on my mood but regardless of the selection, the melodies wash over me and ease my mind. Singing along in the car is another delightful escape, letting me let loose and enjoy the freedom of expression. Furthermore, taking the time to look at and genuinely appreciate the artwork created by others adds another layer to this experience; observing their techniques and emotions often inspires my creativity and cultivates a greater appreciation for the artistic journey we all share.

Art in many forms relaxes me, actually doing it as well as seeing it.
Creating art
Musical experience
Photography
Sculptor
Sculpture

That is me relaxing- shared some my personal ways.

Thank you, Anne, for this inspiring challenge! I’m thrilled to hear that you’re improving daily. If you’re looking for inspiration, be sure to check out Anne’s amazing website. Don’t forget to tag Lens-Artists and link back to Anne’s original post so we can find your creations easily.

Last week, Ann-Christine shared her recent adventurous trip to Africa with us and encouraged us to recount our own stories. I loved the pictures and appreciated the experiences you described even more.

Next week is Egídio’s turn to lead us, Saturday 21st March. Until then, let’s keep exploring, broadening our horizons, and maintaining a positive mindset.

Posted for Anne’s Lens-Artists Challenge

We are the Lens-Artists: Tina, Patti, Ann-Christine, John, Sofia, Anne, Egidio, Beth, and myself Ritva.

To learn more about the Lens-Artists Challenge, click here.

the Beauty of Snow-Blanketed woods

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The January sun hung low in the sky, resembling a soft coin against a lavender backdrop, casting shadows that stretched like gentle, blue fingers over the fresh blanket of snow, guiding your way with beautiful patterns of light and dark. Walking through a snow-blanketed forest is more than just a stroll; it’s a heartfelt escape where the crisp air fills your lungs with revitalizing energy, and the soothing silence of new snow envelops everything in calm.

The slender white trunks of the birch trees twinkle in the sunlight, their delicate bark curling in pieces that catch the warmth of the afternoon.

As you make your way along twisting trails, nature’s tranquility wraps around you, inviting you to set aside the burdens of time and truly appreciate the stunning beauty surrounding you. The slender white trunks of the birch trees twinkle in the sunlight, their delicate bark curling in pieces that catch the warmth of the afternoon. Each graceful, drooping branch is wrapped in a thick layer of pristine white, bending the young saplings into elegant, icy arches above the path. The woods feel suspended in a shimmering stillness; even the air seems transformed into something crystalline and pure. With each footstep, the snow crunches beneath you, the only sound in this peaceful solitude.

For a moment, the world felt perfectly still—a silver-etched landscape—a white canopy.

As the trail dips into a gentle hollow, the light dances off the ice crystals suspended in the air, turning the birch grove into a magical cathedral filled with “diamond dust.” In that moment, the world feels perfectly still—a silver-etched landscape blanketed by a calming white canopy, reminding you of the quiet beauty of existence.

Reflections on Life, Friendship, and Art Through Postcards

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I was sifting through a collection of old postcards from many years ago, particularly those from a cherished friend I’ve known for 45 years. Many of them handmade. This reflection made me ponder over friendships—both old and new, as well as those from the past. Each postcard was like a time capsule. Whether time has taken them away due to life’s circumstances or they have sadly passed on, the outcome is the same: they are no longer a part of my life, yet each one has left a significant mark during our time together. The little joys and sorrows we shared, the secrets we confided in one another, and the milestones we celebrated still resonate within me. Reminders of them linger on, intertwined with the fabric of my personal history, and a few of the postcards I moved stirred up memories of friends I had long forgotten…life.

A nostalgic collection of postcards from a dear friend and memories that go into those years.

I often reflect on the individuals I’ve encountered in this blogging community. Many have journeyed alongside me throughout my 14 years of blogging. I’ve come to know fragments of their life narratives, sharing in both their joys and sorrows. I empathize with some and find myself moved by others, grasping their highs and lows. Numerous stories have sparked inspiration in me. As a photographer, the images I’ve seen have enriched my photography. I’ve learned about life on other continents, seen places I’ve never visited, and listed them on my bucket list. The artistic influences I’ve gained are invaluable. I consider you all friends, even those I haven’t met in person. Some of you feel like close companions, while others remain acquaintances with whom I exchange occasional greetings.

Wishing everyone a joyful New Year!

Postcards reflecting cherished memories and friendships over the years. One edit of the photo 😀

Lens-Artists Photo Challenge #376 – Wings

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This week it’s Beth’s turn to host the Lens-Artists Challenge. She is asking us to feature anything with wings.

Butterflies are captivating creatures known for their vibrant colors and delicate wings, symbolizing the beauty and fragility of life. Despite living only a short time, they remind us of life’s transient nature and the importance of cherishing moments. They represent transformation, rebirth, and freedom, while also embodying hope, spiritual growth, joy, and endurance across different cultures.

Birds embody a profound sense of freedom as they gracefully soar through the sky, their shimmering feathers reflecting sunlight in a breathtaking array of colors. As they glide on the gentle wind, they evoke feelings of wonder and tranquility, reminding us of the beauty in the world around us. Each bird carries its own symbolic meanings across various cultures, with doves representing peace and love, owls symbolizing wisdom and intuition, and eagles reflecting strength, courage, and boundless freedom. As I am not a good bird photographer, I don’t have the patience for it; my shots are of birds about to fly or landing, and they are none of the mentioned above.

If you believe in angels, it’s beautiful to recognize the myriad of thoughts surrounding them, from deep religious convictions interpreting them as divine messengers to philosophical views that frame them as symbols of protection, compassion, and guidance. Many see angels as gentle messengers of love, hope, and miracles, while others embrace them as reflections of our human potential and the uplifting qualities that define our humanity.

An angel sculpture with wings, resting on a gravestone of a child, surrounded by nature.

The evil wings I found were on this poster, the idea of devil with wings resonates deeply, often symbolizing the complex nature of a fallen angel—someone who once held a spark of angelic beauty but has now been warped into a representation of evil. This striking contrast between traditional angelic wings and their demonic counterparts, such as the transition from beautiful white wings to unsettling bat-like ones, underlines the tragic transformation and the profound struggle between good and evil.

A vintage poster showcasing an illusionist with a playful design featuring a devil and various animals, promoting a magic show from the 1700-1900s.

Beth said she can’t wait to see what we come up with, and I am always surprised about the creative journey we’re on together. Well, Beth, this is what I could muster up after a thoughtful exploration of ideas and inspiration. I’ve done my best, hoping to capture not just the essence of our theme but also the fluttering spirit of this challenge.Be sure to tag your post with Lens-Artists and include a link back to Beth’s post. Let’s inspire each other and all those who stumble upon our posts!

Last week you showed us some creative, mysterious images in your responses to Patti’s challenge Mysterious, and your unique interpretations were truly captivating. The way you explored different angles, shadows, and light brought a new depth to the theme of mystery, inviting viewers to ponder the stories behind each image, sparking discussions and inspiring others to delve into their own creative expressions. Your ability to evoke emotion and curiosity through your photography not only enhanced the challenge but also highlighted the diverse ways in which we can perceive and represent the enigmatic elements of our world.

Be sure to check back on Saturday, December 6 at noon eastern time when Ann-Christine will be hosting the challenge.

For information on how to join the Len-Artists challenge please click here.

The Listener, A Muse in an Artist’s Study

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This is a fictional story inspired by this this photograph. For Dans Thursday Doors as he likes stories.

Miriam, the old writer, got her best ideas not from the outside world but from the cozy little sanctuary she created in her study. Her window, framed in pale green and fitted with six panes, was like her own personal lookout, showcasing the seasons as they slowly changed. Right now, that lookout was all lit up by the late afternoon sun dipping down behind the trees, throwing long shadows over the lawn.

Looking through the glass, she spotted the back of this big, white house with dark trim, kinda hidden by all the green leaves of summer. She knew every little thing about that place—the way the afternoon sun hit the peeling paint on the porch, the twisted branches of the old oak tree standing watch next to it, and that stone path leading up to the front door. She’d come up with all sorts of stories about the people she imagined living there, crafting a new tale every day, always a new mystery to figure out.

A view from an artist’s study window, featuring a collection of wire sculptures on the sill and a glimpse of a grand house framed by lush greenery.

But she always found herself staring at the windowsill. There, a bunch of funky wire and found-object sculptures hung out like they owned the place. The coolest one, a figure with a big open head and a rusty metal body, was totally her fave. She named it “The Listener.” To her, it wasn’t just some art piece; it was like her muse, her creative buddy, just hanging out while she worked. She’d chat with it about plot twists and character issues, and in the silence of the room, she could almost picture it nodding along, its big head soaking up her ideas like a satellite dish.

So today, the listener was totally quiet. Miriam had been going back and forth with this super annoying protagonist for weeks, a character who just wouldn’t spill her real motivations. The story was basically stuck, like a boat without a sail. She tapped her finger on the chilly glass, the sound cutting through the silence like a little punctuation mark.

Suddenly, a strong burst of wind slammed the old wooden doors on the right side of the window, which were flung wide open and creaked like they were complaining. Outside, the small world was waking up. The trees swayed, their leaves rustling like distant applause. The back of the big house shimmered a bit in the shifting light.

Miriam glanced over at the listener. The afternoon sun hit the wire head just right, making it seem like the figure was really tuned in, not to her, but to everything happening outside. She had been digging for answers in her own thoughts and quiet little bubble. But then it hit her—the real answer was right out there, in the breeze, in the leaves rustling, in all the hidden lives around her. She grabbed her notebook, with her pen already ready to jot down the whispers of the wind. The story was about to kick off again.

Lens-Artists #375: Where to Find the Mysterious

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Patti’s back after a bit of a break, and she’s got an exciting challenge for us! Honestly, when I saw the title, I am going to enjoy the editing process of this, as it is something I really enjoy doing. Maybe create stories around the images. She’s given us some great ideas on where to find the mysterious: think low light, shadows, and all those moody vibes. Make sure to check out her post for awesome photography and all the tips!

Our story begins as we enter the road to mysterious places, A foggy road meanders through a dark, mysterious forest, enveloped in shadows and ethereal light. The trees stand tall and ancient, their gnarled branches reaching out like skeletal fingers, while the air is heavy with the scent of damp earth and moss. Wisps of fog curl around the trunks, creating an otherworldly ambiance that seems to whisper secrets of forgotten tales. As the path winds deeper into the wilderness, the occasional rustle of leaves and distant hoots of owls add to the enchanting eeriness, inviting intrepid wanderers to uncover the hidden wonders that lie within this enchanting, twilight realm.

A foggy road meanders through a dark, mysterious forest, enveloped in shadows and ethereal light.

We continue to A moody, dimly lit street in, showcasing warm streetlights that cast a golden glow along the cobblestone path, invites evening strollers to explore its hidden corners. The air is filled with a gentle breeze, carrying the faint scent of jasmine from nearby gardens, while shadows dance playfully along the walls of quaint cafés. As the soft murmur of voices blends with the distant sound of laughter, an unmistakable sense of mystery wraps around the scene, hinting at untold stories waiting to be discovered in this enchanting part of the city.

A dimly lit street in Nice, highlighting warm streetlights and a mysterious vibe.
A moody, dimly lit street in Nice, showcasing warm streetlights and a hint of mystery.
A dimly lit street scene at night, featuring a café with tables and chairs outside, illuminated by warm street lights, creating a cozy yet mysterious atmosphere.
A dimly lit street scene at night, featuring a café with tables and chairs outside, illuminated by warm street lights, creating a cozy yet mysterious atmosphere.

We leave the city. A partially fragmented window, it’s dark frame cradling a view of a tree dressed in fiery red leaves, casts a striking contrast against the swirling backdrop of a moody sky where fleeting glimpses of blue shift like memories. Shards of glass, scattered like forgotten dreams, catch the faint light, creating a mosaic of reflections that whisper of stories shared outside while invoking a chilling sense of solitude. This broken portal frames an autumn scene both haunting and breathtaking, infusing the air with a sense of wonder and nostalgia, as though the very walls of this aged structure hold echoes of lives once lived. In the dim, shadowy interior, shadows stretch along shattered walls, and an ajar door beckons with the allure of a vibrant autumn world, deepening the air of mystery. In this forsaken space, remnants of bygone splendor emerge, where peeling paint and cracked plaster weave an unsettling tale that captivates the heart. Beyond the door, an enchanting vista unfolds, filled with amber trees whose leaves shimmer like precious gems kissed by fragile sunlight, concealing untold secrets. The room, engulfed in shadows that sway like memories, carries an eerie stillness—punctuated only by the distant rustling of leaves, urging one to traverse the threshold into the comforting embrace of the season outside, or perhaps to delve into the alluring depths of the unknown.

An abandoned room with dim lighting, featuring remnants of debris and large windows allowing faint light to filter in.
An atmospheric view of a dimly lit, abandoned space with beams of light filtering through arched windows creates a haunting yet beautifully eerie ambiance, where shadows dance across the cracked walls and the dust motes float lazily in the soft illumination. The remnants of debris, scattered across the floor like forgotten memories, interweave with the storied echoes of the past, while large, fractured windows allow faint light to filter in, casting unique patterns that play tricks on the eye. Each ray of sunlight highlights the intricate textures of peeling paint and rusted iron, hinting at a time long gone, as nature begins to reclaim its territory within these forsaken walls.

In the end, we have to enter into the fog once again, feeling the chill envelop us as we navigate through the dense mist that obscures our path and twists our surroundings. Each step takes us deeper into the unknown, where the air is thick and heavy, and our sense of direction seems to falter. With every heartbeat, we remind ourselves that this journey is essential to find our way back home, pushing through the uncertainty and fear that the fog brings. It wraps around us like a thick blanket, muffling sounds and blurring the world, yet we carry on, driven by the hope of discovering familiar landmarks that will guide us back to safety.

A mysterious path shrouded in thick fog, inviting exploration and a sense of the unknown.

I’ll leave you with a mystery to solve; add this to the story somehow. Let me know in the comments.

A vintage military helicopter with soldiers inside, set against a backdrop of a war scene with additional helicopters and ground troops.
A vintage military helicopter, shrouded in mystery and dark shadows, hovers precariously over a war scene fraught with uncertainty, where other helicopters loom ominously and ground troops navigate through an atmosphere thick with doubt.

I just want to wrap up by expressing my heartfelt thanks to Patti for inviting us to dive into the mysterious together. I can’t wait to see how each of you interprets this theme! Don’t forget to check out Patti’s lovely post here, and remember to tag your posts with Lens-Artists so we can easily find them.

A thank you to everyone who participated in last week’s On The Move challenge—there was lots of travels in various vehicles. to I really hope you’ll join us again next week when Beth will be posting her challenge on Saturday, November 29th at noon ET on her site Wandering Dawgs. Be sure to stop by her site and join in, if you can.

Until then, stay positive and keep smiling ☺

How to Survive November 2025 – 18

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Back to gloomy weather again, not much else to say about that. Yesterday’s visit to the hospital, I ended up driving around for 15 minutes, not that bad, but I ended up being there earlier than I wanted, but at least I was not late. Results of these these tests will be released to me in December, still got one more test next week.

Today, again I want to share something not so relevant with you, for the How to Survive the November. I don’t think many, if any, people type with old-fashioned typewriters anymore, but they do have so much more photographic appeal than laptops. There’s a certain charm to the keys. Unlike modern laptop’s, they transport us back to an era when writing was a more deliberate, thoughtful process. The errors were certainly harder to erase, so one put more thought to before typing the first thing to mind.

Close-up of typewriter keys with vintage design and classic typography.

November begins, and we’ll keep this year rolling forward. The theme is ’round’, and you can interpret it any way you like. It can be a photograph, a painting, a drawing, a new or old picture, anything. Hopefully, it has ‘that certain something’.

Inlinkz- link for your entry is at the right column.

Lens-Artists Challenge #370 – Ancient

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Sofia has set a challenge Ancient, she wrote: This week I’m looking for anything that has had an existence of many years. It can be like my examples, ancient buildings or places, unchangeable landscapes. It can also be traditions, whose origins are lost in time, or obsolete objects of everyday life. Your imagination is as much the limit as age…

I was going to show shots from Archaeological sites like of Pompeii and Herculaneum in Italy, maybe few from Tombs of the Kings, Kato Paphos in Cyprus. Then I thought about what is older than that, did a little bit of research and this is what I came up with.

According NOAA the Ocean’s are ancient. Over vast periods of time, our primitive ocean formed. Water remained a gas until the Earth cooled below 212 degrees Fahrenheit. At this time, about 3.8 billion years ago, the water condensed into rain which filled the basins that we now know as our world ocean.

The vast and ancient ocean, a reminder of the Earth’s formation over billions of years.

Most scientists believe that the atmosphere and oceans formed slowly over millions of years through the release of gases from the Earth’s interior. This process allowed water vapor and other gases from molten rocks to escape into the atmosphere. Once the Earth’s surface cooled below the boiling point of water, it started to rain continuously for a long time. As the rainwater collected in the low areas, the first oceans formed. Gravity kept the water on the planet.

A surfer riding the waves in a vast ocean, showcasing the beauty and power of ancient waters.

Finland’s bedrock is 3,000–1,400 million years old and is among the oldest, thickest and most stable in Europe. Granite is our country’s most common rock, and it is Finland’s national rock.

The red Aztec sandstone rocks in the Valley of Fire are about 150 million years old, formed from shifting sand dunes during the Jurassic period. However, the park also contains older, darker gray rocks that are between 550 and 250 million years old, dating back to the Paleozoic Era. 

Australia holds the oldest continental crust on Earth, researchers have confirmed, hills some 4.4 billion years old. I don’t think I have any photos of that.

BUT the Great Ocean Road offers The “limestone rocks” they refer to the Twelve Apostles, a series of towering limestone stacks that were formed by millions of years of ocean erosion. Stunning landscapes; the views observed today are the result of a dynamic interplay of geological processes that have unfolded over millions of years. So, the spectacular variety of seascapes in the Port Campbell National Park and Bay of Islands Coastal Park is the sum of 7–15 million years of limestone and clay formation sculpted by the relentless forces of nature. These forces include the variables of climate, rain, wind, and waves, alongside a rising sea level that has reshaped the coast over the last 18,000 years.

And all of that my friends has resulted in something very unique and very beautiful. 

Another fact I found out was: In 2008, geologists announced that a swath of exposed bedrock in the Canadian province of Quebec was the oldest place on Earth’s surface. The crust on the Nuvvuagittuq greenstone belt, on the eastern shore of Hudson Bay, is 4.28 billion years old, dating to when Earth was still cooling from its formation! No photo to share on this nugget of information.

I gotta give a shoutout to Sofia for this awesome challenge! I learned so much while looking up info for this post. Last week, Ann-Christine took us on a super dreamy trip with serene landscapes, gorgeous flowers, and calm scenes. It was such a delight of relaxing theme.

Next week is my turn to host, Saturday 25th October. Hope you will join me then Until then, keep smiling and stay positive.

Almost forgot; Remember to tag Lens-Artists and to link back to Sofia’s lovely post so we can all easily find you.

If you’d like to know more about the Lens-Artists Challenge, please click here.

A view of the ocean reflecting the soft golden hues of the sky, embodying the ancient and timeless nature of our planet’s waters.

Lens Artists #367 – Everyone Should See This

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When I think about the ocean, I can’t help but feel a rush of emotions. It’s this vast expanse that holds so many mysteries and beauty, evoking awe and humility in me. The ocean feels like this incredible force—both calming and powerful at the same time. There’s something magical about standing by the shore, where you can hear the waves crash and feel that deep connection to nature and time itself.

Waves crashing against rocky shores, showcasing the beauty and power of the ocean.

Joanne is this weeks host. Her challenge post is here. Her request is to share some photographs of things/people/places that are inspiring and that you want to share. This is my approach to it. Suggestion: all the images in the galleries can be enlarged by a click.

It’s hard to believe that around 60-70% of people around the world have never seen the ocean in person. That means over 2.5 billion folks haven’t experienced the delight of watching the waves or feeling the sand between their toes! For many, it’s just not possible—living in landlocked areas, dealing with financial constraints, or simply not having the chance to travel can keep them away from those tranquil blue waters. It’s a reminder of how important it is to ensure everyone gets a taste of the ocean’s beauty.

I saw this firsthand in India when local people from the countryside came to see the ocean for the first time for the New Year celebration. They had no idea of the power of the water and did not know how to swim, yet the sheer joy radiating from the women, children, but mostly young men was a sight to behold. They were playing on the beach as you usually see children play, building sandcastles and chasing each other in the waves lapping at their feet. The lifeguards were driving up and down the beach giving warnings not to enter if you don’t know how to swim. Also, the amount of selfies and photos 😀 one can guess how many…

The ocean has inspired so many, including some amazing writers. Robert Wyla captures this perfectly when he says, “The ocean stirs the heart, inspires the imagination and brings eternal joy to the soul.” That resonates with me! And Rainer Maria Rilke echoes similar feelings, sharing his experience of going to the sea when life gets heavy: “When anxious, uneasy and bad thoughts come, I go to the sea, and the sea drowns them out with its great wide sounds, cleanses me with its noise, and imposes a rhythm upon everything in me that is bewildered and confused.” Doesn’t that just sound soothing?

A serene moment by the ocean, capturing the tranquility and beauty of the shoreline.

I also love Christy Ann Martine’s lines, “Dance with the waves, move with the sea, let the rhythm of the water set your soul free.” It speaks to the joy of immersing ourselves in the ocean’s embrace. It reminds me that there’s this beautiful freedom found in the rhythm of the ocean.

Even if some haven’t been able to experience it firsthand, its essence resonates in our hearts and connects us all. The ocean isn’t just about its waves and shores; it’s about healing, inspiration, and that profound sense of belonging we all seek. So here’s to all the adventures waiting at the ocean!

I cannot end this post without sunset from by the ocean

Last week, you were so creative with your responses to Tina’s challenge! I love how different takes were on that theme. For Joanne’s challenge this week, make sure to link your post to hers and don’t forget to throw in the “lens-artists” hashtag so we can easily spot your post in the Reader.

Next week, John returns with a new challenge. It will go live at noon EST in the USA. Tune in to find out more about the challenge then. Please see this page to learn more about the Lens-Artists Challenge and its history.