I believe in pink. I believe that laughing is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing, kissing a lot. I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day and I believe in miracles. /Audrey Hepburn/
A man of thought must feel the thought that is parent of the universe: that the masses of nature do undulate and flow.
/Ralph Waldo Emerson/
Ed suggests&inspires to find the ONE pic that shows my favorite subject to photograph, so…I got right to that. The sea/ocean and mountains do it for me, always and anywhere. If I get them together, then my “photographer’ s happiness” is complete. Well, almost…
Ed of Sunday Stills says the only trick to this challenge is that the pics must have the sea, ocean, lake or pond and land… hence shorelines. I tried to navigate between the water and the land in one way or another!
Along the coast of the Black Sea near Burgas, Bulgaria
Certainly, travel is more than the seeing of sights; it is a change that goes on, deep and permanent, in the ideas of living. /M.Ritter Beard/
I believe it is deep enough… Nessebar, Bulgaria
Deep in the Balkans in Bulgaria there was a tree…
You might find wine there…and not only… Ravadinovo, Bulgaria
Deep, deep snow…of home… Latvia
And just to wrap it all up – a question to…whom it may concern: “Can one be touched deeper than a thousand kisses deep…?”.
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waves brush over my toes
revealing sea shells
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The rules for this episode are the following:
– to write a haibun in a maximum of 150 words, including the haiku
– to use the five words “harbor”, “lighthouse”, “fishermen”, “cliff”, “moon” in it.
The fishermen were returning to the beach. It was a chilly but sunny portuguese evening, the moon just a faded imprint in the sky. They jumped out of their boats and pulled them up the wet sand, in big rubber boots and tight-fitting dark overalls, bare-chested, muscles tightening as they hauled their boats up. I breathed in their masculinity from across the road, my skirt fluttering a touch in the evening breeze, as they tied the boats firmly to metal rings on posts in the sand.
I felt sensations of desire and closed my legs lest the wind blew in a gust too sudden to keep my skirt down, and looked across to my travelling friend, Kristine. Her face was flushed.
Across the harbour, the large lighthouse set on a cliff switched on, its tip glowing in light. I went back to the hotel and took a warm shower.
boats tied up on shore
fishermen walk past the evening sun
goosebumps on my thighs
This week for Ed’ s challenge its all about wide open vistas, mountains, meadows, canyons, seascapes etc. to showcase the land in which we live. And there’s so much beauty to see…
Have a look at more here: Sunday Stills Challenge: Landscapes
This week Ed’ s challenge inspires to find everything from toy boats to ocean liners and also in between. How could I resist?!
Want to see more boats rowed? Have a look at Sunday Stills Challenge: Boats
The prompt for Ed’ s photo challenge this week is everything about H2O. So, here I go floating…
To see more, have a look here: Sunday Stills Challenge: Watershots