Wordless Wednesday…umbrella for a mouse

Lens-Artists Challenge #191 – Curves

I’m thrilled and thankful to report that we are now grandparents. Wow, does that sound old! 😁 Our first grandchild/grandson was both last night. ❤️❤️❤️. Much rejoicing here. God is good.

Ann-Christine has set us a most enjoyable challenge this week, looking for curves…except that there are so many choices!! I just started scrolling through my photos and picked some of the first examples I found that I liked. Then I stopped and went back to watching Six Nations Rugby Super Saturday games (writing this on Saturday.) Let me take you through some of natures curves, as I don’t have all the many of my own to share. 🙂

In our bones we need the natural curves of hills, the scent of chaparral, the whisper of pines, the possibility of wildness. Richard Louv

I could smell the curves of the river beyond the dusk and I saw the last light supine and tranquil upon tide flats like pieces of broken mirror, then beyond them lights began in the pale clear air, trembling a little like butterflies hovering a long way off. – William Faulkner

In life, as in art, the beautiful moves in curves. ~Edward G. Bulwer-Lytton

As all curves have reference to their centres or foci, so all beauty of character has reference to the soul, and is a graceful gesture of recognition or waving of the body toward it. Henry David Thoreau

Golden fungus

for Life In Colour: gold

Fungus found in French forest? Phallus-y!

for Six Word Saturday

Wordless Wednesday…frosty fungus

Monday walk…in memoriam

Every so often, we got a day where it wasn’t actively raining and we seized the moment to enjoy it to the fullest. While my s-i-l took one of the dogs for a long run, I (who am a fast-twitch muscle/sprinter/100-200m “distance” runner), took a nice walk to find a memorial in the forest.

When it’s been raining, you start seeing fungus and although there were many that had dried out due to the long drought, some survived, while others were beginning to thrive.

Bundle a number of these branches together and you have a broom of the sort used before you could just go buy one and still used by some.

Wordless Wednesday…hanging on

Frosty fungi

A few days ago on my walk, I spotted this tree trying to be invisible and doing rather well.  I zoomed in a bit closer and found that one fungus amongus wasn’t quite like the others. But each had a delicate bit of frost, at least until the sun crept up higher.

French forest fungi

Finally, fundamentally fabulous, fantastic French forest fungus.  Fun!  🙂

Yes, alliteration has struck again.  If you’ve been following my blog for some time, you know that where I go in France, I’m deep in the Vosges forest.  This is where we walk the dogs each day.

Although we love to hunt for (edible) mushrooms, much of what we find is, although fun to see, not edible and might even be poisonous.  Despite not being edible, fungi can be eye-catching, as I think you can tell from these photos.

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: In the pink

Pink isn’t a color I wear or have around much. With my coloring, I need darker, rich colors or I look washed out.  But spring usually brings a plethora of pinks and when they’re not near my face, I like them.  Since Cee asked for pink this week, I browsed through a few of my (unorganized except by date) files and found these two that I’d like to share.  The first is a beautiful fungus I came across in the wood of northeastern France last year.  The second is a photographic wallowing in the softness of rose petals. Except for framing and watermark, both are unedited.