A late night’s walking close to St. Peter’s Basilica, Rome. A thin drizzle made the beauty of it even more golden.
Yellow is a very strong and happy colour, life giving and stands for intellect. In some countries in the West, it’s representing cowardice, but in Old China it was the Emperor’s colour, the most beautiful and prestigious colour of all.
According to Wikipedia, the word ”yellow” comes from the Old English geolu, geolwe (oblique case), meaning ”yellow, yellowish”, from the Indo-European base, gʰel-, as the word yell; gʰel- means both bright and gleaming, and to cry out.
Wearing yellow though, is not easily done for everybody – but looks stunning on people with dark or tanned skin, and preferably, dark hair. Lucky you who can shine in this beautiful colour!
To me, yellow means sun, spring and autumn. And, of course, the yellow houses in Denmark! For more of Yellow, click here.
From Ostia Antica we went by train to the sea. I hadn’t expected anything special really, but we had a lovely walk. Here, two afternoon seascapes for Cee’s Challenge.
http://feber.se/…/art/316349/hund_kan_springa_igen_tack_var/ Det här klippet är ett måste - av många anledningar. Jag är inte så glad åt rullstolar för hundar till exempel - men det här är fullständigt underbart. Se hur lycklig han är, Derby!
No stars to be seen, no snow, no nothing…I live up north in the darkness, so the twinkling I must search for – in my old vaults and chambers…This Christmas will be my number four, blogging, so here are some memorable twinklings from 2011-2013!
Freedom…a magical word. To those who live in countries with dictators, to those who live under dictators at home, to those who are chained to their jobs, to those who…
The word freedom I think belongs to those words that never will be worn out. Partly because there are so many ways of enterpreting its inner meaning.
When I think of freedom, in my life, I would say it means freedom of thought and freedom to live some days without any ”musts”. Those days are so precious…and without doubt, they are often connected to being alone, hiking and travelling. Travelling in a mindblowing book or travelling over geographic land and sea.
I will try to picture my Freedom, and I’m grateful to Ailsa at Where’s My Backpack, for being allowed and able to. I looked through pictures I thought would give me that feeling, and my final choices were these:
Lastly, hard to admit it, but…