Yesterday’s rainbow almost fits in my bridge project. However, after a long and cumbersome thinking I decided it was a staircase.
Hdr filtered pic from the summer cottage.
Are you a person who hears crying Loons or Gollum calling for his precious?
Night at lake Järndammen, Sala.
When I sneaked through the chain fence I got to grunge heaven – the abandoned Grain Tower in Bålsta.
Another I-just-have-to-stop-the-car moment in life.
Just standing there. Listening to the roaring water.
This bridge took me to the spooky, but very VERY nice hotel “Wedevågs Herrgård”, where I met these fancy-pants:
Walking, talking, exploring, dozing, training, Netflixing, eating, reading, sleeping repeat.
The Svensa hut (Svensastugan) in Pershyttan.