This week’s DP photo challenge is Boundary.
The trees on this picture and the fence mark the boundary to the lake.
However, the beauty does not just stop at the boundary, it continues on to the blue crystal clear lake and beyond.
Beauty cannot be contained within boundaries; it penetrates through until it reaches the heart and mind of those who see it.
This is a boundary between the desert and the non- desert ( is there a word for it?)
This is as far as horses and cars can go; as far as trees and grass can establish.
As far as rivers will run.
Beyond this, the sand dunes start; when the wind blows, it sings as the sand shifts.
That’s why they call it Resonant Sand Desert.
It is in Inner Mongolia, China.
This is a boundary between the beautiful and the ordinary;
between the surreal and the real and
between the autumn foliage and the river.
The picture was taken during Autumn in South Korea.
The boundary is an ancient wall.
I like this picture taken by my wife with a smart phone while she was travelling in Europe in the past few week.
This photo reminds of Annecy, France or Venice, Italy.
I can imagine how blissful it was to lunch by the water, while over viewing the beautiful buildings.
Please enjoy :-)
Another example of an irregular Grid used in architecture.
The picture was also taken in Beijing.
The external face of this stadium for water sports, known as the Water Cube, is illuminated in blue.
It is so fascinating that such irregular grid is used in architecture.
No one, even the observatories, can predict the weather with certainty.
In this world, only Change is the constant.
I was gazing out from my window the other day.
There were clouds of change in the sky.
There were some dark clouds looming; at the same time, there are some warm yellow clouds.
Which way the wind is blowing?
Will we have sunny or rainy weather – that I just don’t know.
Those who read my previous post realize that I don’t like the many casinos in Macau.
Certainly, these casinos generate a lot of revenue and GDP for Macau which has a small population.
Many of the residents there work for the casinos and some depend indirectly on the casinos.
I dislike gambling very much and the other vices it supports.
Up on the hill, there is a line of old cannons protecting Macau from sea attacks. Now they are obsolete.
Here are a couple of pictures I took – with the cannon pointing towards one of the casinos.
The casino was specially designed to be like a lotus flower; the external shape of which is quite interesting.
In fact, the firm which I worked for before retirement was responsible for the design of this special building.
The photos taken with the cannon pointing at the casino has a special meaning – they express my dislike of the casinos!