Gabriel FW Koch:
The Request
Gabriel FW Koch:
The Uninvited
wingerjohanne:
When nature offers both fog and snow, then the horizon disappears completely. It's there somewhere, but I can't see it. I bet you can't either., or maybe you can.
wingerjohanne:
The days seem like one long night now. I walked here yesterday, and all I saw was puddles and a gray sky. Someone had forgotten something there. Thank you, stranger.
wingerjohanne:
When the sun shines, everything changes. Then it's pure joy to cross the fields at Alby, and not only that, I smell coffee when I get a bit closer to the cafe. .
Zeb Andrews:
Process interference
Zeb Andrews:
Always at its periphery
Kerstin Rüttgerodt:
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Kerstin Rüttgerodt:
am Bach
Gabriel FW Koch:
01 March 2018
Patrik Seiler:
market stall in Munich
Patrik Seiler:
a rainy evening in Munich
Patrik Seiler:
Pfäffikersee - Switzerland
Patrik Seiler:
Pfäffikersee - Switzerland
Paul-M-Wright:
Kayla the Eagle, Selhurst Park, London
wingerjohanne:
I visited a technical museum in Oslo yesterday, and that was so much fun. Here I was looking straight into eternity. It was so dark there, and I felt like falling. But I didn't.
wingerjohanne:
Yesterday I walked here, or to be correct, I tried to. I wore white boots, so that idea was dead from the very beginning. . Pfft.
wingerjohanne:
The sky over Oslo the way I saw it when we were passing this place in the car. The sun had gone to bed. Yawn.
Lala Lands:
Icy Verbena
shinichiro*:
Winter Fuji
Ian David Blüm:
Necromancers
