photo a day challenge: Hidden
Lens-Artists Challenge #89: A River Runs Through It
…photos of rivers running down mountains, through valleys, along plains where you are or you have traveled, and we also love to read your stories…
A river runs through the small town of Exeter, NH.
Known commonly as The Exeter River, it is technically a tidal river originating in the town of Chester – located west of Exeter.
The Exeter River begins in the town of Chester and flows east and north to Exeter where it becomes tidal and changes name to the Squamscott River, before emptying into Great Bay. (DES.NH)
As it enters Exeter, it flows under a bridge behind the main street, lined with local businesses….
Winding its way past downtown, the river picks up a bit of speed…
…next flowing by a public park where visitors walk or jog along the perimeter……and often pause to rest…on one of the numerous memorial benches donated by local citizens.A peaceful place of refuge.
photo a day: Walkways
Nancy Merrill’s Photo a Week Challenge: Up In The Air
IN A NEW POST CREATED FOR THIS CHALLENGE, SHARE A PHOTO OR TWO OF THINGS THAT ARE AIRBORNE OR UP IN THE AIR IN ANY WAY.
These days “up in the air” could very easily apply to life in general. For me and most everyone else on the planet.
However…since I usually tend to take things quite literally, I am choosing “up in the air” to mean just that. Air travel. That’s about as up in the air as I ever get anyway. I can’t imagine hot air ballooning. Or tight rope walking. Or zip lining….
Between December 2019 and February 2020 I traveled by airplane three times to Washington DC. My seat always in row 14 – near the wing. I don’t know why, it just feels safer to sit near the middle of the plane. I will not, however, book a seat in row 13. No reason to tempt fate.
Whenever I fly, I am fascinated by the view from the window. If the weather cooperates and I can hold the camera (in this case my phone) steady, I document what passes by. Trying not to think too deeply about the fact that I am encased in a metal tube traveling at a very high speed – held up by the…um, air. Thousands of feet above good old terra firma.
A few up in the air moments…captured to distract myself…
On my way to DC…
And on my way home…taking off…
It is, after all, beautiful country down there.
Sunshine’s Macro Monday #34
Brave souls go out on a limb before the last snow falls…
…as winter marches into spring.
One Word Sunday: Communication
I miss the days of close proximity.
When a single touch is worth a thousand words.