When I read (like 30 minutes ago) that this week’s theme is ‘Grand’, I got super-excited. Why, you may ask. Weeelllll, I recently visited Paris and I’m more than keen to share some of the images from there.
I started to ponder about the angle I was going to use. Art, buildings, general feeling…Then it hit me. I’d go the literal route. So here it is…
A grand staircase at the Petit Palais:
Beautiful, isn’t it? If you are interested in the other interpretations, click HERE.
Hi, peeps! Long time no see! So many things have happened and I’m not even going to try catch up on them in one blog post but let me tell you, things are looking good for Thrifty Finn. To get my blogging mojo back on track, however, I decided to join this week’s Photo Challenge because you know how I like my photo challenges.
For this week’s theme ‘Let There Be Light’ I had plenty of pictures to choose from but in the end I settled for two pictures from my two favourite cities in the world:
This photo was taken in October in Paris. Me and my friend were touring an antique market, me oohing and aahing everything and my friend asking the vendors if it’s okay to take pics. For some weird reason my friend didn’t enjoy the outing that much
The second one is from my home town of Rovaniemi. Even though the bridge design itself is not very original, it looks beautiful in the middle of winter when it’s dark and the lights at the top shine very clearly.
Anyhoo, I’m keeping this short. If you are interested, other interpretations of the theme can be found HERE.
On my trip to Lapland I visited my childhood home. My grandparents were moved out of there couple of years back, my uncle bought the place and now it sort of sits there empty. Which is a shame. You can imagine how well I dealt with the visit emotionally.
(The emotional infant that I am).
Cross-section of weathered wood. Right the next to the house. There’s a group of birch trees and they used to surround this kind of swing. It was torn down when I was kid but I still have good memories of it. (Mainly of reading and avoiding the calls to do chores).
This is the barn. If you turned your head to 2 o’clock, you would see the main house. This building used to be red but has faded over the years. When I was kid, my sandbox, well a sandpile, was by this wall. The ground’s border runs just behind this barn and if you did full 180 degree turn, you’d see a building from 1880′s where my grandfather was born. That and rest of the buildings on that side used to belong to my great-uncle and when his widow passed away, their children sold the whole lot. To a doctor. Who then built a fence through the peninsula where our and their sides sit.
I’ve said it before and I say it now: I’m not so good with change. No, a correction, I’m not so good with some changes.
I haven’t taken part in a photo challenge for ages and thought it was about a time. However, my still missing camera cable still hasn’t turned up so my plans got kinda busted right there.
No worries though. My godfather is a keen amateur photographer and he has tons of beautiful photos, just begging to be shared. These pics are from his fishing trip on last May (?) to Finland-Norway border.
(I apologize in advance for the overuse of vignette-filter on Pixlr. My bad.)
You certainly have privacy and peace and quiet up there.
Apparently that man is a bonafide reindeer farmer. They exist!
I love the smell of campfire. And last but not least, a slightly artsy shot:
My godfather has tons of pictures he has taken on his hunting and fishing trips, not to mention the shots taken at his summer cabin. I already suggested that he should start his own photo blog but a little couragement wouldn’t go amiss So, tell your opinion in the comments and I’ll be sure to pass them on. (Naturally I already advertised WordPress as the superior blogging platform :D).
I was so sure I wasn’t going to do this week’s challenge. Golden hour? There’s no way I’m getting up that early and/or, sit and wait for the perfect sunset moment. Not my thing. Then today, after coming home from a carboot sale, I realized that the golden hour can be many things.
For me, the golden hour is the hour before closing time. The hour when you do the best finds and get the best deals. Some of my today’s loot:
I smell the sweet scent of profit…IF I can sell these that is. The other interpretations of The Golden Hour are HERE.
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