THank you...There are many of these century-old pavers where I live, and It is always wet here...they call it the 'seatle of the the north east' because it rains so much so they are all moss grown and textured. and when it rains, its very nice to go walking to find these beautiful abstracts that the moss and water paints. :) thanks for stopping in to look.
You don't get that down south? I have lived in several places on the gulf coast, In naples florida it rained every day in the summer. ;) I don't mind it much...but coming from Denver (300 days of sunshine per year) to the Cleveland Area, (about half that) I really suffered the first year...I was pretty surprised that It made such a difference.
Not in Augusta, Georgia! We're in a drought most-often, when it does rain, however, I love it to bits. Something about rain..the way the pavement smells after a shower, the way the air feels (I don't mean the thick heated air, but the cool moist air ♥) and the way an overcast day makes the greens of trees pop so vibrantly.. So whenever a piece, take this one for example,cgives me the powerful feelings of nostalgia, bringing me back somewhere in my mind, to a day of rain -- so intense that I smell the pavement, etcetera -- I can do nothing but appreciate it.
This is very true in the mountains of colorado..everything smells like wet stone....I have never experienced anything better than the mountain rains. I love deep grey against green...it really does pull the saturation to the extreme.
Yes! I wasn't sure if it was just me that noticed it.. I'd love to live somewhere like Colorado, I've only seen it while flying in and out of the airport in Denver -- so I did get to see the sunset over the beautiful snow-capped mountains. A sight that was glorious, for sure.
I DID live in Talent, Oregon.. I think it is called the Rogue Valley? For 3 months... I arrived there at night on a visit, the following morning, I opened the door and smelled the warm summer air and saw the HUGE mountains, it was amazing.. It's totally flat where I'm from. Just thinking about Oregon brings me to tears, I miss it too much.
Total shocker to see snow on top of mountains in freaking July.
haha yeah, it stays pretty cold up there. I lived in denver for a few years, and then moved to Bailey colorado at about 8400 ft up on the side of a mountain called 'crow hill' It was magnificent. One day I'll be able to post some pics of the view from that place.....actually...I do have one...have to find it though. hehe. http://hell-on-a-stick.deviantart.com/gallery/?offset=48#/d2hlf7c Thought perhaps it was on my blog, but no, dA had it. This is a shot from the front porch/deck of the house.
Fall is my favorite time of year. I just thought this was a really beautiful piece of work. I have a thing about solitary items (don't really know how to phrase that). Like van Gogh's Irises with the lone white iris in a field of purple irises.