Friday is Skyday

17:20, and already night.
But what a celestial spectacle!

Friday is Skyday

Days are getting grey, nights frosty.
and "everywhere" harvested sugar beets ...

... are waiting to be transported to the factory.

Friday is Skyday

After a first glance at the garden ...

at roses ...

and rain barrel I knew:

This Friday there was the first winter sky ...

 

... with white magic along the road

Friday is Skyday

Balcony view, westwards.

Friday is Skyday

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Friday is Skyday

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Friday is Skyday

Wherever I look:

It's autumn.

Friday is Skyday

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Friday is Skyday

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Friday is Skyday

Cloudy it was.

Friday is Skyday

Mostly a cloudy week it was, filling the rain barrels.

Friday is Skyday

17:10

19:29

Friday is Skyday

Southwest, 15:49

West, 15:49

East, 18:44

Friday is Skyday

Foraging ...

Friday is Skyday

Tonight, 30 or 40 swallows were hunting for their dinner.
But no matter how hard I tried,
I could never get more than four in one photo.

They are so incredibly fast.

 

Friday is Skyday

Baboons ... observing Seanhenge ...

Friday is Skyday

On leaving the village.

Friday is Skyday

Soon I shall be dead.
Even without warmongers.
She takes all easy.

***
Morirem tots
no cal tinguin pressa
a eliminar-nos.
(Carme)

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Si no és avui
serà qualsevol dia.
Llarga l'espera.
(Paula)

***
És al capvespre
que esperar ja no et cansa.
Has posat anys.
(Helena)

 

 

 

 

 

Friday is Skyday

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Friday is Skyday

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