"The sharp knife of a short life

I've had just enough time..."

- "If I Die Young" The Band Perry

I see Beauty in many things. And like the ghosts that only speak to you if you notice them, they tell me wondrous tales. With my camera and my thoughts, I captured these as faithfully as I can to share with you. And by doing so, they gave me the reasons. And though the thousand reasons may not all be sweet and some indeed bitter; they are still reasons to live. Come to think about it, that is Life, isn't it?

Sunday, 1 December 2013

A Walk On A Rainy Autumn Day - Part I

I've had just enough time to...   have that walk on a rainy autumn day

The view from the farmhouse I stayed in that cold autumn morning

The wind was colder than I remembered. They always were, weren’t they? It is our memories that betrayed us. They convinced us that the wind was kinder than their nature, the rain gentle and we were comfortable in our walk. But I shivered with every gush. It bit my ears and stuck its icy finger into the side of my ribs and the umbrella I was holding trembled like the quivering leaf. I remembered. I hated the cold. It remembered me too and taunted me its icy embrace, laughing at my discomfort and challenged me to give up the walk and seek the warmth of shelter.

Some trees are bare, some still hold on to their leaves with grim determination

 I had strayed away from the others, falling behind. My frozen fingers gripped hard on the metal casing of my camera, shooting with one hand while the other shielded my body from the relentless rain. I know the pictures will not turn out well in this low light but I had only half an hour and I wanted to cover as much ground as I could before I had to return to the bakery. There were cakes waiting to be baked. And I did not have an extra day to wander this ground. I wanted to be back to this beautiful part but I know how ways lead on to ways and I may never find myself back here again. So I just took what Life has to offer and stepped over useless regrets in my walk through the wood on that rainy autumn morning in the land of the Danes.

The rain created little ripples on the surface of the calm water

The cold bothered me. But I welcome it as one would a familiar old enemy who brought your keenest senses to life. No, not an enemy but an adversary. A worthy one. It was as determined to push me back as I was as determined to push forward. Time was not in my favour. Some trees were completely bare by then but some still held on to their depleting leaves with admirable determination. I was told I was lucky to even see leaves this late in the year. But I was also told I was unlucky as just a week ago, this park was a glorious blaze of colours. But can one be lucky and unlucky at the same time? I guess so. I took a deep breath and was rewarded with the nostalgic smell of wet leaves, damp earth and the crispness of autumn air. It reminded me why I loved autumn so much even though I hated the cold.

A lone bird puffed up its feathers to withstand the cold

As I walked, and observed, and shot; I let my mind wandered. Giving it free rein to gallop wherever it pleased. As expected, it preferred the more melancholic pasture and my thoughts merged with the rain till it became as blur as the fine mist over the pool of water along my path. The walk in the rain that autumn morning was so familiar to how I imagined it will be that it seemed so unreal…

The hardy ones but even they too shall pass

When you're walking from your past

You can never walk too fast
Everyone's the same
When you're walking in the autumn rain

Walking in the autumn rain-     
-  Day One: Autumn Rain

More rain and wind and gray skies are forecasted

 It doesn't matter where you're from
'Cause wherever you are from

You got a long walk on
You got a long walk on

The past scattered like fallen leaves and refection on a pool of water


  1. I read this entry and smiled a little: in Belarus now snowing. Tonight warm enough: 3 Celsius. My hands were freezing, but we are used to - winter came. I could not endure the hot summer, for me the most comfortable temperature should not be above 30 degrees.

  2. And thanks a lot for your help!

  3. What a beautiful post Thou San! I could use a little warmth here in the Netherlands also... ;-)

    I hope that you'll have a great week!


  4. ineedathis, bjebie, october blue, and 6 other people added this photo to their favorites.

    1000 Reasons (Suffering from Jet-lag) 24 hours ago
    This was the view from the door of the farmhouse converted into a rest house that I stayed in in Denmark. It was a cold rainy morning. But I took a walk on the only time I could squeeze out.

    1000 Reasons (Suffering from Jet-lag) 24 hours ago
    And I'm still a zombie, suffering from Jet-lag. Never had it so bad. It had been several days but it doesn't seem to want to go away. The irony was I slept very well in Europe. Maybe the autumn air is indeed good for me.

    Smiles...yes Ive done that too...expect the wind to be something it is not. But the wind must be wind, and the cold, cold.
    But the autumn air...ahhh...that is always refreshing after the stifling, heavy air of summer.
    Glad that you are back home safe, my friend,after your trip.

    Love thatched roofs, very scenic place, well captured Thou!

    Welcome back, Thou-San! Beautiful photo.

    october blue
    Excellent composition with the leaves, trees and thatched roof . I can feel the silence under the brooking ,gray November sky . A fine capture of mood, season and place ..... Welcome back, my friend :-)

    You sure made the best of this one with such tough conditions !!

    The Visual Poet
    Wonderful capture!

    welcome back... love seeing your work again... absolutely thrilled to have you back!!

    henrhyde (gill) catching up 16 hours ago
    Beautiful tones of light and colour

    Rebecca Ang
    Great to see your images and read your reflections. Wonderful to have you back, I hope things are well with you (minus the jet-lag part). Likewise, I dislike the cold and wind intensely, but I enjoy walking in the rain. The sensation of raindrops on my face is a lovely and refreshing experience. I like your reflection that our memories betray us... maybe we choose to remember things the way we want them to be remembered... maybe somehow that eases the pain, makes it more bearable.


  5. 1000 Reasons (Busy, busy, busy)
    That was the only bird I saw up close. It was all puffed up to withstand the weather. I think it is warmer than me. :) I love autumn but hate the cold. But we can't have one without the other. That is Life, isn't it? :)

    Such lovely Autumn image, the bird is the icing on the cake!
    hove you are having great Sunday evening. or with you it might be Monday depends where you are:-)

    october blue
    Ways do lead to ways ....& I am glad you way crossed paths with his lovely feathered friend...all fluffed up against the rain of late autumn . Fine capture ! And I bet the cake tasted extra sweet & yummy after a walk in the chilly November wind .

    that is how I got all those misted shots in Russia... get it while you can (as Janis Joplin says)

    Kim's Pics :)
    Those leaves are so pretty and really add something to this image......the bird seems mysteriously hidden behind them! :)


  6. Anuj-Nair
    Please join the protest, if you do not like the proposed new flickr layout which is to be implemented soon.
    Thank you.

    beautiful shot!

    Lovely scene and mood, beautiful composition, wonderful Autumn photo Thou!!

    Jeff S. PhotoArt
    Wonderful work!!! Have a great week !

    Kim's Pics :)
    A wonderful mood and composition here.....I love that roof on the house!

    Steve Taylor (Photography)
    So very beautiful


  7. oola n
    Cold Wind
    I like those old movies where tires and wheels run backwards on
    horse-drawn carriages pursued by indians, or Model As driven by
    thugs leaning out windows with tommy guns ablaze. Of late I feel a
    cold blue wind through my life and need to go backwards myself to
    the outback I once knew so well where there were too many mosqui-
    toes, blackf1ies, curious bears, flowering berry trees of sugar plum
    and chokeberry, and where sodden and hot with salty sweat I'd slide
    into a cold river and drift along until I floated against a warm sandbar,
    thinking of driving again the gravel backroads of America at
    thirty-five miles per hour in order to see the ditches and gulleys, the
    birds in the fields, the mountains and rivers, the skies that hold our
    10,000 generations of mothers in the clouds waiting for us to fall
    back into their arms again.
    by Jim Harrison

    Dahai Z
    Ah, the rain! It's romantic but difficult, expecially when it pours and you want to take pictures in it. I had a different experience in the Autumn rain when one day I decided to go to the Chogao Botanic Garden when it rained nonstop. I had to hold my umbrella in my left hand and take pictures with the right. It was quite memorable.


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