Terrific sequence, Ashley.
As if you had chosen ‘my’ walnut as your model. Not really the Ice Queen, but Mother Hulda has returned to Seanhenge, the Easter temperatures being about 15°C colder than on Christmas Day.
Oh, Spring Princess when cometh thou? :).
Nice, if rather desolate (The photos, not you… unless you wish to be described as “nice, if rather desolate”, of course… Oh why can I not just stop at “Nice”?)
Really interesting – can’t help being led by your titles. Particularly like the Ice Queen, but they’re all great.
Thank you, Richard, I’ve posted a couple of these before but I like seeing them all together.
Terrific sequence, Ashley.
As if you had chosen ‘my’ walnut as your model. Not really the Ice Queen, but Mother Hulda has returned to Seanhenge, the Easter temperatures being about 15°C colder than on Christmas Day.
Oh, Spring Princess when cometh thou? :).
Thanks very much, Sean. 🙂
Who’s this Mother Hulda?
Ah, sorry, for once again being late:
Well, Mother Hulda is the English name a “German fairy tale“ collected and published by the
Brothers Grimm.
[Who says that I wouldn’t tell within two sentences what I could tell in 50? : )
I enjoyed that link to the “German Fairy Tale”. Thank you. 🙂
Has Mother Hulda finished “making her bed” in Seanhenge yet?
Nice, if rather desolate (The photos, not you… unless you wish to be described as “nice, if rather desolate”, of course… Oh why can I not just stop at “Nice”?)
I’ll start again…
Nice.
Ha haha! Sometimes I’m nice. Sometimes I feel desolate. But neither is a constant state. 🙂
Classic compositions in a nicely desolate way. I can hear them calling Heathcliff or Daniel Radcliffe. 😀
Yeah, I can hear that too, Joseph. 😉
Each moment different, shifting, organic. I love this series.
Thanks, Karen. 🙂