Father’s funerals did come and go, I did return to work… and this is third day being ill at home. But flu would be bad reason to let weekend post undone, so here we go beyond week or two.
It was quite much to do on that day… and of course there were that grieve and sorrow inside me… but still I did steal some time and go to check if my latest find from satellite photos would be what it did look like to be.
And it was. Nature was surround that farmhouse so well that it did take some time to get even near, especially with fear of wells. Always on my own and alone, so I sure don’t want to fall into any of those.
But finally I did get there. Next thing was to get in. At porch one small window was away, and I did try, but even if I would get in… I sure wouldn’t be able to get out. But then I did spot narrow window, which was at the height of my head. Again I did feel lucky to still weight just 70 kg at the age of 42, so I did get in at my second try. And it was beautiful time machine, with last signs of life from ’90s.
Well Hidden House:
Garden Gone:
Trees… Coming Close:
Silent Fall of Autumn:
Slow Times:
Ghost Paintings:
Years Gone:
Fading Bloom of Plastic Flowers:
Eye to Art:
Autumn:
13 Birds:
Life to Emptiness:
Into the Silence:
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And today's off-topic-bonus-shit-shot shall take us at the beginning of September and of course: to my Paradise. Pine Trees in the Fog and Light:
Fun weekend for everyone!