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The spring wild flowers in homeowners’ lawns speak Easter to my memories.

Between the mountain air and those flowering plants is an aura that feeds and frees my creative synapses. Absolutely amazing.

Some people might call it a ‘natural high’ but no. Whatever it is, it inspires, it energizes and encourages the freedom that is the base of creative thoughts, words and deeds.

ethereal

The airs are important. On the highest and northernmost massif of the Swiss Alps, the airs flow down, mingled with the airs of the plants and earth, otherwise undisturbed, from 4,000 meters (above sea level) over the surfaces of broad lakes into and among the gardens of the villages at 600 meters.

on high

Springtime rains mix air and earth…life begins to stir.

this is spring

This diverse mix of wild flowers bloom in that narrow window, just after the grasses green with life but before the grasses spurt with growth.

discover

Veritable glens, even forests of delicate spring flowers invite walks of discovery.

delicacy

And on the edge of civilisation where village garden meets mountain landscape…

Flowers, forest, animals, children, parents, play, nurture, gardens, landscape…

How can the beauty of spring become black and white and retain its ethereality?

The same but different. We have just to live it.

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This is a bit of a change. But most of my posts are about real life, so I guess this fits in.

All I see in this photo is an attempt at ‘cross-cultural integration’. Is that sad or is that just a practical fact of life?

Do any of you have experience with signs like this?

If so, in public or in your home?

Do any of you wonder why this sign was put up?

Do any of you wonder what happens if this sign isn’t put up?

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Oh heck, forget it. I’ve been living in foreign countries too long. I’ve forgotten what is culturally right or culturally wrong.

Happy holidays to all. I’m going out for a walk, maybe an adventure.

…some blow…

An adventure in the making…going my way?

Tingles…

…yeah, I got them with this snow all around me. 12Nov2016.

…tingling yet?

It was the sparkles, the sparkling–it danced before my eyes and the more I looked at it, the more I danced with it. I danced with the tingles. That was fun in the landscape.