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corner view ≈ january

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dead of winter to be born in, and it was, when i was born, many moons ago. father apparantly, dropping mother's suitcase on the stairs of the maternity hospital.

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i came out of the ordeal and was sped home, horns blowing. through ice, and wind and snow. is this why i love whiteness in winter so much?

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with the month of january rapidly drawing to a close, it leaves us with the prospect of february, the shortest month of the year. by far, the longest.

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fair deuce though... enjoy this dreary january wednesday, for as long as it may last... and happy 25th to you all! ♥

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theme january, chosen by kelleyn, on jane's corner view, hosted by francesca.

ps - honestly

while figuring this month out,
i found
in old saxon slang
january is called
wulf-monath,

i assure you

I DID NOT KNOW

☻

home is .... {where result imposes}

anybody active in renovations, at any one stage, knows how much time one spends in thinking up solutions, chosing materials, dividing the works, assessing the progress, liking the result.

{or plain freaking out.}

this is not a post about all that, albeit the image wants to boast a little about houses, in progress. ☻

tomorrow is the draw of the tinyWOOLF giveaway. tinyWOOLF, the shoppe, is counting down too. first things first though.

come check here tomorrow.

this post will have worked itself into a result.

[and wishing all participants good, good luck. ♥]
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drawing | bundle

these bundles of falling light caught me by surprise, last july, in the V&A, london, uk. the installation hung over a sidewing staircase and made me swoon.

if one were able to catch the light at all (oh! blessed wish), then standing, just waiting for the light to fall over one's head, could have been a way to do it. letting the light envelope one's patient soul.

drawing a bundle of joy, of light... unexpectedly worked out. i thought i would have had to sleep on it, but no. i did see some light shine. ☻

rachel holds many bundles, just this weekend. scoot!

also this weekend ~~last chance~~ giveaway.
DONE

ceiling (111-8) {vintage wallpaper musings}

for those who wonder if i'm carrying my camera everywhere. rest assured. i don't. what i do do is get it when the image grabs me. i have to, don't i? what if i let the moment slip and forsake to document the obvious?

for those who wonder if i take my camera up on the ladder? i do. i hope i don't scare you. i often scare myself, i'm prone to vertigo. so how do i do it? i don't honestly know. heraldism? challenge? stupidity? i should learn from my mistakes.

but when i'm standing high, i can touch the sky, or at least the ceiling. nice view up there!

woolf, 19/01/11

corner view ≈ black & white

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a while ago, before we moved to our new, old house, we lived closer to the river, which cuts right through our small town. i find living in different areas appealing, since changing angles lead to quite different and unexpected hikes.

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one of my favourite walks used to be alongside the river embankment, up a steep slope, cutting through small woods and ending up over the railway, in a pretty desolated open field.

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on one of such walks, i took images in a soft toned, near black & white, which left ample room to the imagination, in the afterthought of mentioned itineray. come to {re}think of it, i might just hit that road again, this morning!
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black and white theme on jane's corner view, hosted by francesca.