Blue hour magic

I made a u-turn after seeing this blue hour fairytale like tableau in the backyard of the local coffee shop.

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The cemetery is our finest park

The cemetery is our finest park

We don’t really have a park in our town, although there are petitions to get more green spaces. As it is, the cemetery is our nicest park.

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Spring buds and more anemones

Spring buds and more anemones

There are still some toads left in the pond, and today I brought my oldest son to have a look. Again, the spring buds and wood anemones stole my attention.

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Toad pond and wood anemones

Toad pond and wood anemones

Another two-meters-apart photowalk today, to check on a toad pond. We were a bit late to the party – not too late for the wood anemones, though!

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Blue spring flowers

Blue spring flowers

Along with two friends I had a refreshing two-meters-apart – most of the time even more – photowalk this evening. It was blue as far as the eye could see.

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It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.
(Henry David Thoreau)

A camera is a tool for learning how to see without a camera.
(Dorothea Lange)

Don’t shoot what it looks like. Shoot what it feels like.
(David Alan Harvey)

Use what talents you possess: the woods would be very silent if no birds sang there except those that sang best.
(Henry Van Dyke)