So many questions of this wheel. Did it fall off and rolled down the hill bounced on the curb and landed in the thicket. Where is the bike and does the other wheel miss his mate. What must the owner feel, was he or she in to much of a rush. Had to be balancing off to work on a mono bike. This runaway tire, what tales could be spoken.
Life is like a box of chocolate, ha de Gött!
Two minutes of sunsets, ha de Gött!
I follow you where ever you go
in wet and dry it is us two
all the worlds colours may fade
for each other we are made
We are all same same but different, ha de Gött!
This picture gave me a bit of a challenge in post production. The hotel was really accommodating giving me a room high up with a view over Hisingen Brige in Göteborg, Sweden. Problem was that the windows could not be opened and there was a thick layer of winter dirt on the outside. I had to take some help from Lightroom AI to clean it up. Came out much better than I expected.
If I only could be a bridge over troubled waters, ha de Gött!
I’m on track
but I newer know
if it is the right
Am I in control
to switch over
to be left or right
Don’t like where the train’s going, take the bus. Ha de Gött!
Wait in vain at the baggage claim.
Standing there looking at the suitcases
traveling the forth or fifth round on the conveyor
bound for somewhere else
slowly realizing that in some other airport
far away, there is another poor soul
with the same empty distrusting face
looking at the conveyor in despair
realizing that the underwear
has to be worn inside out tomorrow.
Don’t you hate when this happens, ha de Gött!
the stairway to heaven
a hell to climb
when you reach the top
you’re out of breath
Don’t rush it, you’ll get there. Ha de Gött!
I let this picture of the frozen bay conclude this weeks winter theme.
Dress up, ha de Gött!
Don’t let the snow into your boots, it’s cold. Ha de Gött!
Don’t let life grind you down, ha de Gött!
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