Sami Serola (inactive)'s photos with the keyword: snow

Contribution for The Sunday Challenge #474: A Cone ♫ There's No Lack of Void by Spunkshine at YouTube

Contribution for the Macro Dreams challenge : "Car brand emblem" Oops! Did not read the challenge description well. And guess what brand it is. @ Isabel - Out enough? =,D

Contribution for The Sunday Challenge, Scavenger Hunt 2020 Challenge.

Found from the archives. Picture taken in 2010. Thanks to polytropos for the title =)

It is long since I posted any soundtracks. Today I feel like it is time to post one. So, here it goes. 'NowHere' by Deja-Move (Aaron Bingle): soundcloud.com/aaronbingle/aaron-bingle-nowhere I wish you all wonderful and happy Fence Friday =)

I saw one of my old friends using hashtag #skyporn at Instagram, and where he lives, it does not seem to be a problem at all to get wonderful shots of sky and clouds every single day. Where I live, the sky is very boring! Either there's no clouds at all, or sky is gray. And in the winter there's only short time of twilight to shoot. Even the northern lights are very rare at this latitude. So, what to shoot? Well, there's always ground under the feet! =D

...again, as usual.

...is not over yet. In one night landscape turned white. But soon the snow will be melt away.

...that the pigeons learned to recognize treeness, in the sense that they quickly enough learned to differentiate whatever exemplified treeness from whatever did not. -Arthur C. Danto

...if this was something personal. or just an expression of opinion. In Finnish one would say: "Siitä puhe mistä puute." In English it goes something like this: "One speaks of what one yearns for." So, maybe someone just was in great need. Nevertheless, it is rather confusing expressed like this, written on snow. Quite temporary graffiti, I would say.

...they had build high fences all around. To protect those who are high and mighty, or just wannabes. I'll stay outside with my dog, or my dog stays with me. Just the same.

...and behind of it, grows a tree. First one made out of ice, will be soon gone, by the wind, or warmth of the sun. The other one sleeps, and waits for the spring.

Once upon a time in the middle of winter, when the flakes of snow were falling like feathers from the sky, a queen sat at a window sewing, and the frame of the window was made of black ebony. And whilst she was sewing and looking out of the window at the snow, she pricked her finger with the needle, and three drops of blood fell upon the snow. And the red looked pretty upon the white snow, and she thought to herself, "Would that I had a child as white as snow, as red as blood, and as black as the wood of the window-frame." -Household Tales by Brothers Grimm at Project Gutenberg eBook