seasons

seasons

Time never rest

Time affect us all. I am no exemption. During the years I have seen a lot, studied and tried to learn and still, after so many decades I continue to be surprised of what the seasons of the year offer. Here I will publish some photos and perhaps some texts that might reveal some of my feelings over what continues to surprise me. Despite the fact that I nowadays recognize most of the things and beings that I see or bump in to, there is still something new around the corner.
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The picture above is the lake Örknen, seen from the old railway station in Braås., a small village in the provice of Småland/SWEDEN

Slow motion explosion

AutumnPosted by Jan Tue, October 15, 2013 20:17:18
Autumn is a strange time. With all its colors and smells, the rattling sound in dying leafs and the mysterious mist in the mornings... Isn't it wonderful?
Can't help it. I had to write about it. The poem isn't new, but I think it is time to share it with equal minded.

I was not very successful in translating it into my native language, Swedish, but some good friends have translated it into other languages.

Isabel Rosen from Essen, Germany gave me the German version
Joanna Koszyk from Sciegny, Poland wrote the Polish version.

I am very grateful for their help.


Hope you like it too.

Jan