Dianne: It isn’t easy, lol. I’m nearly imprisoned here. This is the door of my house, and I’ve been kind of scrunching down and slipping past the biggest icicles for days, not wanting to break them…
Roxana: That you think so lifts me up and warms the day, after your photos have meant so much to me.
I like this, too (I will admit it) … but it was taken casually, on impulse, not thinking about things like composition. I haven’t been trying to take pictures seriously for very long (you know :-) but it seems that the ones I like best are often like this --- impulsive, unplanned, and I think they are going to be terrible until I see them. Does this happen with you, too?
Merci, Lady Jo: Belle journée à toi aussi. La glace, c’est une substance magique, n’est-ce pas? Pas vraiment de l’eau, mais de lumière prise et formée par le vent… Et ces glaçons en forme de stalactites entourent ma maison depuis une semaine. Malheureusement j’ai du les briser pour sortir ce matin.
Yes I was definitely gobsmacked. It's disappointingly a rather new word, I like it when such words come with interesting historical / cultural stories behind them.
Sorlil: You prompted me to look up "gobsmacked", too :-) But it's only from the eighties? Still, it does have that nothern feel about it -- I could imagine a character in one of Anthony Burgess's novels saying it, or in Tony Harrison.... Not an American expression, though it did appear, I think, in the Dr. Who Christmas special a couple of weeks ago....
Chrome3d: Hello in Finland! Oh, I finally did break them, though with reluctance. You're right, though ... they are already nearly as long again, growing back like fingernails :-)
Only where there is language is there world. --Martin Heidegger
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The word that fits would mime the genesis. --Michel Deguy
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Orpheus. Eurydice. Hermes.
... that a whole world of lament arose, in which
all nature reappeared: forest and valley,
road and village, field and stream and animal;
and that around this lament-world, even as
around the other earth, a sun revolved
and a silent, star-filled heaven, a lament-
heaven, with its own, disfigured stars ...
Ein Klage-Himmel, "a lament-heaven," from Rilke's "Orpheus. Eurydike. Hermes." Poetry's post-rupture, post-lapsus, post-death-of-Eurydice dream of recreating that primal world -- Eden, childhood, Orpheus's singing -- where word and thing were one.
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How the heck did you get in there?.. or out? ha
fabulous
it is perfect :-)
one of the best winter pics ever :-)
(really, i have never seen something like this, and the geometry of the composition is perfect)
Voilà bien longtemps que je n'ai pas vu ça ! dans mon enfance oui !
Ici, il fait froid mais pas à ce point !
Belle journée James.
Dianne: It isn’t easy, lol. I’m nearly imprisoned here. This is the door of my house, and I’ve been kind of scrunching down and slipping past the biggest icicles for days, not wanting to break them…
Roxana: That you think so lifts me up and warms the day, after your photos have meant so much to me.
I like this, too (I will admit it) … but it was taken casually, on impulse, not thinking about things like composition. I haven’t been trying to take pictures seriously for very long (you know :-) but it seems that the ones I like best are often like this --- impulsive, unplanned, and I think they are going to be terrible until I see them. Does this happen with you, too?
Merci, Lady Jo: Belle journée à toi aussi. La glace, c’est une substance magique, n’est-ce pas? Pas vraiment de l’eau, mais de lumière prise et formée par le vent… Et ces glaçons en forme de stalactites entourent ma maison depuis une semaine. Malheureusement j’ai du les briser pour sortir ce matin.
I'm gobsmacked, such a great picture!
Thank you, Sorlil. Glad you liked it! I’m imagining you gobsmacked … I’ve always liked that expression.
lol, more of an opened-mouth expression of awe! Now I must look up the eptymology and description of gobsmacked and see if it fits :)
Yes I was definitely gobsmacked. It's disappointingly a rather new word, I like it when such words come with interesting historical / cultural stories behind them.
Sorlil: You prompted me to look up "gobsmacked", too :-) But it's only from the eighties? Still, it does have that nothern feel about it -- I could imagine a character in one of Anthony Burgess's novels saying it, or in Tony Harrison.... Not an American expression, though it did appear, I think, in the Dr. Who Christmas special a couple of weeks ago....
You can break them when they get that long. People cut nails too, you know? :-)
Chrome3d: Hello in Finland! Oh, I finally did break them, though with reluctance. You're right, though ... they are already nearly as long again, growing back like fingernails :-)
You have a real icicle factory going at full speed!
Chrome: Yes:-) Now if only could find a way of selling them....
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