Isn't buckets of fun to see old things through new eyes? On a stroll through my hometown, I took some photos and even I was surprised how different certain scenes could be if one tries to capture them from a different perspective. On the wings of imagination, I flew to an isolated Scandinavian village with only a town's church in sight, a baroque Austrian town, and the wildly romantic and rugged Scottish Highlands.
There is a song sleeping in all things
that dream on and on,
and the world begins to sing
if you only find the magic word.
/Joseph von Eichendorff/
Good blog.
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