This is it, folks: last of the Swiss mountains, some from my walks in and around Morcote (above), Bissone and Lugano, several from around the Centovalli town of Camedo, and also some from the hanging-bridge walk in the mountains on the north of the valley that runs between Bellinzona and Lago Maggiore / Locarno. (E.g. the bigger photo at the bottom with a lovely crescent moon.) It’s a lot, but some of them sure are lovely, eh?
The ground-level photos in this post are our last of Lago Maggiore at its northernmost end, in Locarno. I’m pretty confident that the shot at the very bottom of the post shows most of the rest of Lago Maggiore, and even a wee bit of the westernmost arm of Lake Lugano (the part you can see, looking down from an amazing overlook in Morcote, in this photo from an earlier post), as seen from the airplane on Sunday afternoon the 15th of June, as our plane flew south from Amsterdam to Rome.
A collection of “signs” images from the past few months in A’dam, including two at the bottom from the national memorial service on the 80th anniversary, to those lost in WWII and the colonial war which followed and led to Indonesia’s independence.
Every photo in this post was taken between 3:15 and 4:31pm on the 22nd of January, as the boat traveled north towards the arctic circle which we crossed shortly after 8am the following morning.
The joys of a contemplative, stress-free walking exploration of one’s local park & lake. E.g. I finally climbed up the top of a little hill with a sculpture on top, which I’d always just looked at from that path down below, previously. I’m lying on said sculpture in the image above. Also, a photo exhibit at the south end of the lake about building dialogue between communities.
There are windows in all these shots from the Snowhotel Kirkenes – starting with a photo of the frozen fjord taken from the dining room mid-morning after we arrived and checked in. Note that the photo at the very bottom, which looks rather late-night, was taken 3:26 pm. On January 26, so I think they said five days or a week after the sun returned to Kirkenes. 🙂
I think I’ll aim to use up my snowy and dark Norway shots in July & August, in hopes maybe it’ll help friends sweltering in hot summer weather appreciate the seasons a bit. Including myself, though sweltering hot remains, mercifully, a rare weather pattern here in A’dam specifically. Last from our short port call at Finnsnes in January.
(so much world, so little time....) 