There’s a degree of honor on my side and trust on yours about these urban and country canal categories: the one above was taken one evening when I went for a walk by my apartment after work, while the one below, much more clearly urban in nature, is on my bike ride home from where I play tennis, which is a now a very different path than the Schinkeleilandenpark bike path which I used to photograph a lot, going and coming from tennis.
Above, the entrance to Borkum’s Heimatmuseum (a local history museum with quite a lot on its 19th-century whaling history, including a large skeleton of a sperm whale hanging in the main hall quite dramatically); below, the interior staircase built into the old water tower, which now houses its own museum of water and wetlands, from which I took photos you’ve seen in past posts, but of whose tower from outside I apparently failed to take any photos. Sorry.
That’s part of the port of Rotterdam (which we showed you from afar in at least one prior post almost exactly a year ago), as seen from above late Thursday on my return flight from Geneva. (Whence that last photo of two rivers merging with very dramatically differently colored water, and a mountain emerging from the clouds in the distance. Yes, I finally got closer to some very legitimate mountains for a few days this past week, so the upcoming mountains posts will be less questionable than one or two of the other recent ones. And indeed, the need to get some mountains photos into my folders got me out early for a walk along Geneva’s lovely lake both mornings I awoke there, so look for those pics also in upcoming posts.)
Approach to the Isles of Shoals, with most of them visible and Star Island the one with the while buildings, seen closer up below. Always a joy to get back out there, this year for the first time since before covid. 🙂
Sunset from my apartment on my birthday, just over a month ago, was pretty much a full two hours later than it is already now :-(. That’s the seasons here…
This is the Panke, a creek that originates in the town of Bernau north and east of Berlin then runs into Berlin’s main river (the Spree) via a canal near the center of the city, in the process passing more than once through the divided sectors of both city and country back in the day, I believe. This is for now our farewell photos of this lovely bit of the natural world in the heart of this great city, which we’ve also shown you in one previous post.
(so much world, so little time....) 