Borobudur, or Barabudur is a 9th-century Mahayana Buddhist temple in Magelang, Central Java, Indonesia, as well as the world’s largest Buddhist temple, and also one of the greatest Buddhist monument in the world (Wikipedia).
I don’t think I have to explain it’s resilience – which can be found on so many levels.
It’s that time of year! I hope you all have a special time with your friends and loved ones whatever your chosen holiday.
I want to seize this occasion to thank you for your presence in 2016. I noticed the other day that I’m fast approaching 500 followers here on WordPress. That’s absolutely amazing. You guys are such an inspiration to me.
Little did I know 18 months ago that I’d still be writing and posting my photography. It’s an absolute pleasure and if I’m unable to post for one reason or another I’m disappointed!
Having said that I’m going to take a few days off and enjoy the holidays more offline than online. I’ll be back in the first few days of 2017. Renewed, refreshed and raring to go!
So there we were on a coach trip to the depths of Iceland, well after the morning’s golden hour, and well before the evening sunset.
Iceland was warmer than we anticipated.
Iceland was cold.
It was also dryer than we expected, but the curtain of spray from the waterfall, born by the wind, battered us relentlessly.
Iceland was wet.
I seized both cameras and tripod, and walked around the waterfall, looking for people-less views.
Iceland was popular.
I looked over to my Cherie and caught her smile. I beckoned her closer and swept her up into in my arms, feeling both her warmth and a rising sense of wellbeing.
Iceland was romantic.
Then the sun broke out horizontally from the low lying clouds and spilt golden rays over the countryside.
Iceland was made of magic.
Whatever my aspirations were.
This is my entry to this week’s What Pegman Saw challenge. I’m really looking forward to reading all the other entries this week. I’ve added a few photos above from when my wife and I visited Iceland last year. Magic is the word.
2016 has been a wonderful year and has seen a crossover between photography and art. I have really enjoyed discovering art and artists this year and I’ll be striving to make my photography more abstract while using my photos to draw and paint in 2017.
It’s going to be a great year, I’m sure. A new path.
Lucy fidgeted on the backseat of the car while Amanda looked out of the window.
They’d been strange ever since we’d left Limon. Neither of them had been their normal bubbly selves since we’d left on this trip of a lifetime.
I gripped the steering wheel tighter as we sped through the banana plantations on our way to the Costa Rican Rainforest. Small talk never came easily to me, I just bit my lip and continued driving in silence.
“Here we are!” I said as we arrived at the park. “I’m so excited.”
Amanda just gave a weak smile, took Lucy into her arms and followed me up the path to the tram station.
We boarded the tram and it glided up and through the misty rainforest. The silence of the forest was punctuated only by the occasional bird cry. The cable car whizzed mechanically as it climbed higher and higher.
Suddenly, we broke through the canopy of the forest.
I gasped. It was even better than I’d imagined it.
“Wow, we’re up above the trees,” I said.
Lucy replied, “but they’re not Christmas trees.”
Amanda added, “perhaps we should have stayed at home for the holidays.”
This is my entry to this week’s Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. I wish to state that I didn’t drag my family away from home at Christmas! These pics and the film were taken on a visit in early 2015.
Meet Elfy our new House Elf, inspired by the Elf on a Shelf book. He arrived a bit late for the party this year but he’s settling in quite nicely.
This week’s One Word Photo Challenge gives me the opportunity of wishing all my lovely viewers and readers a very Happy Christmas. Thanks for all your support and comments through the year. I really appreciate you being there.