Weekly Wonder, The Sixth

If you’ve been waiting for another Weekly Wonder post, wait no more! This is the sixth “installment” (trying to be dramatic here) of this particular Blog series. Hope you’re enjoying it, and hopefully this post brings some sunshine and creativity to your day!

Before I begin, I’d like to say THANK YOU to Karen from Karen Mom of Three’s Craft Blog for featuring Crochet Buddies! If you haven’t seen her blog yet, please go check it out! A summer-long series of crafts, activities and much more has just started there! πŸ˜€

Quick disclaimer: Once again, this post is a tad photo-heavy. Seeing as I have to go through each image and re-label them (so it’s easier to find for future reference), I’ve noticed that most weekend posts average 40-50 photos a day. It may sound tedious, but I really don’t mind. Being able to share so many photos with others is something to be grateful for. πŸ™‚

On this occasion, Mom and I explored yet another town. (We do that quite a lot, just for fun.) Wren was there with us, but I didn’t get the chance to photograph her much… sorry Wren. This was the only picture with her in it:

We had just gotten off the train and were standing on the platform, looking around. I had the wonderful opportunity to photograph some of the landscape around us:

And here’s some green vegetation lining the rails at the edge of the platform, and my, er… sneaker.

Yes, I do like taking those kind of photos. Sneaker included. πŸ˜›

“The road goes ever on and on…”

This next collection of skyward pics is one I’m just a smudge proud of. (Okay, more than a smudge. A snippet or two. πŸ˜‰ ) I love how it was so sunny that day, and the branches were perfectly highlighted in their leafy glory:

As we were walking along, I caught sight of several bushes lining the sidewalk. Whoever lives around that area has lovely taste in flowers:

Ooh, and the corner of a brick wall:

Again, I love the effect the sunlight had on that spot. There’s just something about certain areas, and being there at a certain time, that makes it seem almost magical. πŸ™‚

Further along the sidewalk, we were surrounded by more vegetation:

I took a closer look, and was surprised to see the cutest flowers delicately growing along the plant:

The further along we walked, the more there was to see and photograph. These particular flowers were lining the fence below:

What made me step back and think twice about the imagery was the garbage can in the background:

I felt the scenery had a nice balance. A mixture, so-to-speak, of how something so graceful and mesmerizing can grow amid all the rubbish surrounding it. I’d like to think of it as a metaphor, for life and living in general.

With my camera pointed skyward again (though not looking directly at the sunlight, mind), I took a few pics of the telephone wires and surrounding landscape. These were all taken at different points along the walk. Somehow or other I had no idea I’d taken so many already!

Then there was this…

Even though it was unmistakably a lighting effect, it looked like there was a protective little umbrella over the land… as though someone special was guarding it, keeping everyone below safe.

This came to have a similar effect:

Nearby, a little bird was perched high up on a branch, observing the area below:

And, not so far off from there, a nest balanced peacefully, enveloped in an aura of sunshine (slightly hidden near the telephone wire):

While I was going through these photos and watermarking them, the lyrics from “Dream” by Priscilla Ahn kept floating into my mind. Those words perfectly matched the atmosphere of how it felt that day, strolling through the neighborhood, letting nature take charge and being in awe of it all…

As for the song itself, I highly recommend listening to it!

“I was a little girl, alone in my little world

Who dreamed of a little home for me…”

“I played pretend between the trees

And fed my house guests bark and leaves

And laughed in my pretty bed of green…”

“I had a dream

That I could fly from the highest swing

I had a dream…”

There’s always something, so special, about photographing nature. About being in it, among it, near it. When I’m close to a little patch of earth I can sit there for hours and feel right at home. Do you feel the same way?

Well, that’s it for now. Have a lovely rest of the weekend, and happy crocheting!~ πŸ™‚

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