Forfeit

Time for another entry in Friday Fictioneers challenge, courtesy of Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. If you want to give it a try, check the info on her blog. 100 words more or less, inspired by a photo, here we go….

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The fire is gone. I see it now.
In the way you notice silver in my hair…
Or how your eyes glide over my weathered body…

“Fourteen years is not much of a difference” your eyes smiled back then. I smiled back at your youthfulness and let you play with my heart. I wonder if slow burn with someone closer to my age would hurt less than this wild fire we had.

You say you love me and I know you believe it…
But I see the truth in your eyes…
I lost before it ever started.

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Farewell to Summer

Sometimes it’s hard to get back to the regularity of the everyday life, especially after few weeks on the vacation.

By the looks of these photos, one would never guess that it was one of the rainiest vacations in my life, out of twenty days I had five sunny days.

Apparently, I have a thing for boats. If the weather permitted, I would probably take hundred images of boats.

Berta was in good spirits and graced me with few moments of perfect modeling.

My vacation ended and so did the summer. But autumn brings different kind of beautiful and I am looking forward to my Instagram October.

As always, you can find me under the nick snowlocked. I would love if we could connect on Instagram, too.

How Far Can We Fly?

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“Mars Colony Nuova Gaia, 4th of June, 2114.

Day 3157 of the Dedalus Mission.

Our current settlement is home to 8 people and it’s getting crowded. With the new arrivals set for three months from now, we are on a short schedule to add more space…New living quarters, completely new life support unit, another floating garden and we will finally finish the tunnel to the Dome that will house our first animal settlers.

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They said we could make a list of things they would send us, but it is limited to 5 items and 50 cubic centimeter per person . How can I decide? From all the things I think I miss, what is it that I truly long for?

Marcus and I had an argument the other day. He says there is something disturbingly wrong with me, for he can’t understand how I can stay so focused and determined after all these years out here, but most of all he just can’t understand how can I be so irritably happy most of the time. He is breaking more and more each day, the thought that he can never go back is driving him crazy, slowly and irreversibly.

How can I explain to him that I dreamed about this since I was a kid? That I would leap from tree to tree in my back yard, pretending I am Joan Carter of Mars. How can I describe all those summer nights I was stargazing from the roof of the old barn on my grandparents farm? How can he understand that irresistible interstellar pull on my heart? Every step in my life lead to this moment, to this place, to this planet.

So, when he asks: What do you miss most?
I reply: Dreams.
And when he asks: So, how come you are always smiling?
I say: Because of the view.

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Summer InstaFun

June on Instagram was not very fruitful, but it still gave me one of my favorite images ever. I find it a great success capturing bugs in their everyday life. Stalking this little bee probably looked strange to passersby, but who cares? 😀

A flower here, a pine cone there, you never know where you will find your own treasure chest.

My usual suspects, Hendrix and Berta, can not escape my attention. The heat wave shortened my morning walks, that is why there are so few images.

As always, you can find me under the nick snowlocked. I would love if we could connect on Instagram, too.

In My Dreams You Always Smile

Time for another entry in Friday Fictioneers challenge, courtesy of Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. If you want to give it a try, check the info on her blog. 100 words more or less, inspired by a photo, here we go….

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I left the memory of us in the top left drawer of our old desk.  It seemed like a too heavy burden to carry, so I left it all in Mom’s winter garden.

Years gone by and still I dream of us. With hugs and kisses you blew away all my childish pains and worries, even when your oxygen tank became too heavy to drag around.

The old desk is gone. Along with the winter garden and you. The improvidence of childhood is replaced with the ever present sorrow of old age. But I hold tight to our memory.

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Ahoy Snaily!

Nothing special here, just another close encounter on my morning wanderings. Thankfully, the snail is very slow by nature, which allowed me to come close. Interesting thing is that I just noticed one of its upper tentacles is half missing., meaning we have a one-eyed snail here! Poor thing, who knows what kind of adventure resulted in that.

As always, hop to Leanne Cole’s blog Leanne Cole PHOTOGRAPHY, where every Wednesday she hosts The Monochrome Madness Challenge, with many excellent images.

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My May

My Instagram in May offered something different. I traveled to Belgium, so I posted few images from Brugge and Mouscron. I just wish I had enough time to visit Antwerp, because the parts of Belgium I saw were truly beautiful.

After my vacation, I was back on the familiar turf. My riverbank was patiently waiting for me.

Just few images of my best models, flowers never fail me. And we got new staircase, courtesy of our old/new mayor. Elections should be every month, politicians only do things while on their campaign trail.

Berta was also on a vacations, hence only this one image.

As always, you can find me under the nick snowlocked. I would love if we could connect on Instagram, too.