Turn back time

Old cart, only the donkey is missing.


Time rushed by

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An old idyllic field well pump didn’t catch the modern time rush.

7-Day Nature Photo Challenge  Day 6

I was challenged by a fellow blogger, Stella, for a 7-Day Nature Photo Challenge.
Giggles & Tales” or “Simple Dimple”
A person who has made the opposite journey than I – she moved to Denmark.
An interesting and inspiring pen or should we say fingers on the keyboard.

I’ll turn round the challenge to those who read this – with a link for excellent nature pics.
So if not knowing Linda and the “Kerlundphoto“ here is chance for change.

Outgrow the aging

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Getting old, probably it has nothing to do with age
young people may also act old and older can be youthful
some stay in spite of countless birthdays never old
while others grow old even as teenagers.

This gentleman is in spite of nearly eighty birthdays not old
Okay no longer champion athlete – jump and run no more
but grow vegetables for next winter – no problems.

A post inspired from the always worth visiting Paula
Thursday’s Special “non-theme”: “Old

You know you’re getting old when you get that one candle on your birthday cake.
it’s like, ‘See if you can blow this out
(Jerry Seinfeld – american comedian)

How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you are..?
(Satchel Paige – american athlete)

Changes with a few exceptions

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The world is in constant change
it is a phrase we hear over and over again
it’s of course also true, as such, going the long way
but some things change apparently not.

This old house is over 100 years old
looks like it has been for the last 50 years, at least
slightly fumbled and pale, but cozy – the way it was 53 ½ years ago too
when my parents moved into the nearest half – young and absolutely newlyweds
this photograph taken yesterday and when they saw it they said immediately
it was like watching it on time in the very late ’50s
the red mailbox were added later and there has come new asphalt on the road
but the old house is still the same.

It was my very first place called home – the nest of the little ugly black duckling.


Photographed in front of the house with my mother’s best friend,
my very first “girlfriend”  (“read here“)
the green plants on the wall of the house was removed shortly after.

The world is in constant change only with a few exceptions