Winter has arrived. The amount of snow we got here in Helsinki last night is enough to justify this argument. The weather reports promise lots more in the next couple of days so I guess there will be a lot of snowy pictures coming up in the next weeks and months.
Mother Russias grand old city of St. Petersburg is just a small distance away from Finland and the closest really big city.
St. Petersburg is beautiful and is full of channels and the Neva River dominates the landscape. It is not without merit to call it the Venice of the North.
Nothing much to say today, but here is the photo of the day.
Sheepherders are a rare sight nowadays at least in urbanized Europe, yet most of us know them or have a visualization in our minds of what a shepherd at work looks like. Here is a real shepherder at work. With the sun setting he was taking his flock back home and he had a couple of dogs to help him. A small road had to be crossed and he too great care to see that each one made it safely and none were left behind.
Somehow I have always been drawn towards water. It may have something to with the places we have lived when I was a kid, or it may stem from my longing to see new and different places. I tend to always be drawn to the shore of any lesser or bigger spread of water. I love to swim as well as dive so my love of water goes far deeper than just staring at the expanse of water nearby.
I spent quite a few years in a part of Finland where lakes or the sea are not so near and somehow I found myself always visiting the nearest small lake with quite a few trips to the biggest lake in the area and the nearest sea shore having to be taken.
Nature is so wonderfully beautiful and water is such a necessity for our survival. Sometimes the intensity of the water is stupendous and other times the calmness and stillness is almost eerie.
There used to be a road on the beach side of this palm tree. Nowadays the Pacific has taken over the road and humans have had to get used to the fact that the climate is changing.
Some of the most memorable places I have visited have been shoreside. Also some of the most terrible places. Seeing what was left and what devastation the Tsunami of Boxing day 2004 caused was humbling.
Water alters how we see the world and how we live . And I love water.
Even the pesky white stuff it turns into in the winter.
Some of us like to have a home with a view.
Love the scenery when there are mountains. Our little country is so flat..
Cows being moved old-school style.
A classic street photo..
Old grandma came to see the strange foreigners who had come to her village. She was very welcoming and happy.
Sometimes the stairs and the rises seem endless and unsurmountable. But eventually when reaching the top the view is splendid and its all worth it. This time the journey was at leat as good as the destination.
Old cities and towns are a treasure trove for photographers. Whether it be people or the architecture or the fusion of nature and man-made there are things to see and to capture. It also feels that when traveling, you tend to look at your surroundings differently than when home. Coming back sometimes opens the eye to see different details back home as well.
What do you think?
Some trees grow apart from the rest. They somehow remind me that some of us people are lonely as well. Just a kind word or a smile on the bus or in the store might make a persons day better, less cold.
These two old ladies were sitting down, enjoying the evening sun. They were worried about the urbanization of their culture and their land, but still they were quite happy and content.
They know their loved ones will visit from the city and can understand the pull of hope and a better life.