

Posted for Monday Window: 16 March 2026



Posted for Monday Window: 16 March 2026

“How beautiful it is to do nothing, and then to rest afterward.”
Green fields of summer stretch endlessly, painted in vibrant shades of green under the dazzling blue skies. Birds chirp, their melodies harmonizing with the gentle rustle of leaves as the wind slowly blows through the tops of the trees, creating a soothing symphony of nature. While laying in the hammock, I feel a sense of peace enveloping me. The warmth of the sun kisses my skin, and I watch fluffy clouds drift lazily overhead, time seeming to stand still in this serene oasis. The sweet scent of wildflowers mingles with the fresh air, heightening the tranquility of this perfect day.


Waves crashing against a rocky shore, relaxing by the tranquility of nature, is one of the most enchanting experiences when visiting warm places by the ocean. The rhythmic sound of the surf, as it crashes and recedes, creates a soothing melody that caresses the ears and invites peaceful thoughts. As you breathe in the salty air, each breath seems to wash away the stresses of daily life, replacing them with a deep sense of calm. The warm sun, while seabirds glide gracefully overhead, adding to the idyllic scenery. This harmonious blend of sights and sounds encapsulates the essence of coastal bliss, making it an unforgettable moment that lingers long after the visit.

Art, in its many forms, serves as a profound source of relaxation for me. Photography, sculpture, and painting all offer unique avenues for creative expression that help me unwind . Engaging with these mediums brings a sense of peace and tranquility that is hard to replicate elsewhere. I often find myself lost in the moment while capturing the world through my camera lens or molding a piece of clay into something beautiful. Listening to music also plays a crucial role in my relaxation ritual; the genre I choose often varies depending on my mood but regardless of the selection, the melodies wash over me and ease my mind. Singing along in the car is another delightful escape, letting me let loose and enjoy the freedom of expression. Furthermore, taking the time to look at and genuinely appreciate the artwork created by others adds another layer to this experience; observing their techniques and emotions often inspires my creativity and cultivates a greater appreciation for the artistic journey we all share.






That is me relaxing- shared some my personal ways.
Thank you, Anne, for this inspiring challenge! I’m thrilled to hear that you’re improving daily. If you’re looking for inspiration, be sure to check out Anne’s amazing website. Don’t forget to tag Lens-Artists and link back to Anne’s original post so we can find your creations easily.
Last week, Ann-Christine shared her recent adventurous trip to Africa with us and encouraged us to recount our own stories. I loved the pictures and appreciated the experiences you described even more.
Next week is Egídio’s turn to lead us, Saturday 21st March. Until then, let’s keep exploring, broadening our horizons, and maintaining a positive mindset.
Posted for Anne’s Lens-Artists Challenge
We are the Lens-Artists: Tina, Patti, Ann-Christine, John, Sofia, Anne, Egidio, Beth, and myself Ritva.
To learn more about the Lens-Artists Challenge, click here.

Participating in Debbie’s One Word Sunday.
As I have said, I have tons of images from our trip; now here is an overload that captures the essence of our incredible experiences. This is the addition to the LAPC /Your Journey 5-10 images, where you will find a small selection that highlights the beauty and adventure we encountered along the way.
Each gallery can be enlarged by a click, allowing you to immerse yourself in the vibrant details and stunning scenery; I might even be bold enough to recommend it as a visual diary that tells our story, evoking the memories tied to each moment.
Our first stop was to look at the views at Kianga Beach on the southern coast of New South Wales, a tranquil 700-meter-long destination known, according to the South Coast Travel Guide, for its stunning views of the Tasman Sea and Montague Island. It is located near the town of Narooma.






Narooma (/nəruːmə/) is a town in the NSW on the far south coast. The town is on the Princes Highway, which crosses the Wagonga Inlet to North Narooma. We just drove through it. The name Narooma is said to be derived from a word in the local Aboriginal language (one of the Yuin dialects) meaning “clear blue waters”.We didn’t end up stopping at Narooma at all, even though it had a nice little port with oyster shops.





We were going to stop for a break in the charming town of Tilba Tilba, a hidden gem protected by National Heritage listing! I read that this delightful spot came alive during the gold rush back in the 1890s and 1900s, and you can still wander among its beautiful Victorian timber buildings. Nestled right at the foot of the majestic Gulaga (Mt Dromedary), it’s the perfect launchpad for exploring this spiritually rich land of the Yuin people. And to me, I loved spotting the cows and the sheep on the hills.















Have you ever heard of Wallaga Lake? It’s the largest lake in southern NSW, nestled beneath the stunning Gulaga Mountain. I was amazed by the peaceful atmosphere— The sunsets there? Absolutely breathtaking I heard, I wish I could have captured the magic around Beauty Point and Wallaga Lake Heights, we had time just to drive through it. Plus, I learned that this area is culturally significant for the Yuin-Monaro people, with Merriman’s Island being an Aboriginal Place where access is limited.











Bermagui, with its inviting Blue Pool, from our previous visit had stayed in our minds, so we decided to head there for a relaxing day. It’s truly a hidden gem along the Sapphire Coast, showcasing stunning opaline hues that blend from azure to turquoise, then blush, and finally to a cheerful canary yellow. After carefully making my way down the cliff, I arrived at the stunning 50-meter seawater swimming hole—interesting fact: it was enlarged to its present dimensions in 1937 by local philanthropist Bill Dickinson.













The snow is melting so fast at the moment, you almost feel the spring. One of the first signs of spring in my backyard is the rise of the snowdrops. So near, but not yet there.

Soon…and from the ground, a gentle hum
as vibrant snowdrops reach for the sky
in just a week, a wave of change will come
and white blooms where life begins to thrive
with people arriving, pursuing bold dreams
they say the seasons can’t dictate our path
but one glance at a snowdrop, and optimism awakens.

Participating in SixWordSaturday
During our visit in February 2025, we stayed two weeks with my cousin at Casey’s Beach. Casey’s Beach is a sheltered, 800-meter-long sandy beach located in Batehaven, near Batemans Bay on the NSW South Coast, ideal for swimming, fishing, and snorkeling. It extends south from Observation Point, a lookout point offering panoramic ocean views of the Tasman Sea and Snapper Island, often used for whale watching.
It was our base for the second part of our Australia trip. We are so grateful for the warm hospitality of my cousin and his husband for allowing us to stay there, as their generosity made us so welcome. Each evening, it was nice to go to sleep listening to the soothing sounds of the waves hit the shore, providing a calming soundtrack to our nights. In the morning, we would awaken to the beautiful, panoramic view that greeted us, a breathtaking sight to marvel at. I have always dreamt of living by the coast, now I got the taste of it. Enjoying freshly made coffee crafted by our thoughtful host while enjoying breakfast on the balcony became a cherished routine. The gentle breeze carried the scent of saltwater. We appreciated the warmth of family and the wonders of Australia even more.
Here are some photos taken in the morning, day, dusk and sunset and blue hour after it. Night shots are missing 😂 Click on the gallery to enlarge the images.















I have posted several posts about the first half of our trip, I will add the links to them if you wish to have a look, they are in the order I posted them Sydney – Adelaide – South Australia – Victoria
Positano, Italy, captivates with its colorful coastal buildings and stunning Mediterranean architecture.


In the picture is the Chiesa di Santa Maria Assunta church, nestled in the charming Positano on the Amalfi Coast, a breathtaking architectural gem that weaves memories of sunny day spent wandering its streets. I can still picture that striking dome, embellished with shimmering majolica tiles, catching the sunlight as if it were a beacon from the past. This lovely church, with roots tracing back to the 12th century, isn’t just a place of worship; it holds stories and dreams, drawing visitors from all corners of the globe. The views of the Mediterranean Sea and the quaint cliffside village always felt like a postcard come to life. I can see art lovers admiring the iconic statue of the Black Madonna, while soaking in the exquisite frescoes and intricate details within its walls, each one a testament to a rich history.
Posted for Dan’s Thursday Doors








Well, it seems I might have gone a bit off-script since most of my walls also feature windows! Talk about being a rebel, right? But unfortunately, those windows do pop up in many of my captures too. It’s not that big of a deal though—after all, I take these challenges seriously, but not so that they’re a life-or-death situation. I strive for precision while trying to sprinkle in some creativity and structure.







Here is my submission for Monochrome-Madness {Walls}, hosted this week by Margaret from Pyrenees to Pennines.
As you can see, I do take these challenges seriously. You know, I’ve been thinking about how to visually represent the concept of invisible walls in photography. It’s fascinating, really. Imagine capturing a person gazing out at what seems like an open space, yet their body language is full of frustration or hesitation—it’s like a silent dialogue that suggests there’s an unseen limit at play. The composition could create that sense of separation between the subject and their surroundings, almost as if there’s this emotional barrier that the viewer can feel. And then there are the shadows; they could really drive home the idea of barriers that aren’t physically there but are definitely felt on a deeper level.

Describing and illustrating trips packed with activities can feel like a monumental task—at least for me. It often seems like too much, and while I usually tend to overshare for the sake of my friends and readers, I’m now hit with a real challenge: Anne-Christine wants us to pull it off with just 5-10 pictures! Lens-Artists Challenge # – Your Journey in 5-10 images
My husband and I recently ( a year ago 😁, that is recently) took a trip to Australia, and let me tell you, editing all the photos has been quite the challenge! I didn’t write the texts; that was all him, but I’m having a hard time putting everything together, especially with the annoying hiccups from my hard drive issues. I had edited everything before but lost it all, so now I’m facing the daunting task of redoing it. Anyway, I just wanted to share a quick summary of part of our adventure. I definitely plan to post more pictures from our stops, because there was so much to see and experience at each location! Let’s get started, thanks for the text Mara!
This was going to be a day with nothing to do besides drive. The GPS said 750 km and 8 h 6 min from Bendigo to Caseys Beach in Bateman Bay. Start of the journey was full of twists and turns on narrow roads again, which actually made the drive more enjoyable than just staying on highways. The directions seemed to be always wrong, I felt like we going to Melbourne instead of the direction of Sydney. We managed to see plenty of small towns again with funny names. Seriously, there is nothing wrong with the names, but if you are not used indigenous names and languages, they seem humorous sometimes. Even though I don’t even know if these following names are indigenous: Colbinabbin, Wanalta, Moora, Waranga. Anyway, they were next to impossible to remember afterwards. I had to look them up from a map. I remember driving through Murchinson and Violet Town, though. From Violet Town we turned to Hume Highway, and I could just turn the cruise control on and coast – boooring!

We spend 450 km on Hume Highway, and even though the drive was boring, the scenery never was. Just before turning from the highway, we stopped at Yass for lunch. Yass, finally something to eat! After Yass we were directed again to smaller roads to bypass Canberra. We passed Little Billabong, Tumblong, Gundagai, Jugiong, Molonglo, Murrumbateman and Durran Durra (weren’t they a famous band in the 80’s?), before hitting and passing historical Braidwood. Soon after Braidwood we began descending from Clyde Mountain towards the coast,
The descend was exciting. For a while, very steep and winding road surrounded by lush flora, eucalyptus trees and mist. Unfortunately, there is no way of stopping to take pictures, but the going was sometimes so slow, that Ritva was able to take some photos from the car.

We finally arrived at Ritva’s cousins Heli’s and her husband house in Caseys Beach just before 7 pm. Heli is one of nine children of Family Saarikko that emigrated to Australia in 1969. Can you imagine immigrating to any country with nine children? Most of us can’t even imagine having nine children. And Finland is also pretty far from Australia. And none of them spoke hardly any English. But Australia was very inviting during that era, because the country needed more people. And 11 people at the same time must have been a jackpot to Australia. The father and quite a few of the seven boys ended up in lumber and building industries because they had some previous experience. Few of them ended up building the Parliament House in Canberra. But that is another story and I’m not the right person to tell it. Ritva’s family, with only three girls, emigrated at the same time but didn’t end up staying. The evening after a long day was spent correcting everything that is wrong with the world.
Day after we had it easy. I took a 1,5 h walk from Caseys Beach to town center, to Corrigan’s Beach, to observation point and back to the house. The observation point had been renovated since 2019. Now it had walkways, signs, murals on sidewalk and lookout decks. Nice! After the walk I had to do some shopping for necessities. First, I drove to drive-through bottle shop for beer and white wine, then to petrol station and finally to electronic store to buy an adapter for SD-card, so Ritva could transfer the photos to laptop. Also, some time was spent playing with Baxter the Dog. He is a Jack Russell.

On Thursday we took a little drive. Bermagui with its Blue Pool seemed tempting, so off we went. On the way we saw Narooma and Tilba Tilba but we decided to stop on the way back. The Blue Pool was still amazing with its combination of natural and man-made swimming pools. You get the picture, if you look at the pictures. I was lucky enough to video a sea lion cleaning itself between the rocks. Our lunch was grapes, chips and water at the Blue Pool. Catching some rays and taking it easy and people watching, of course. ( Click the gallery to see enlarged images)



Wallaga Lake was also on the way there, with white sands and birds


We didn’t end up stopping at Narooma at all, even though it had a nice little port with oyster shops. Tilba Tilba is a pretty old village that at present is meant for tourists. It has quaint little shops and cafes worth the visit, if you like that sort of thing. On the way over to Bermagui I had spotted the Bodalla Cheese Factory and I had a craving for ice cream. When we stepped in to the Factory, they told us that they just lost the power and naturally none of their machines was working and we couldn’t have ice cream. Bummer.

Last town before Batemans Bay was Mogo and no ice cream there either because everything was closed or closing. Mogo is a small touristy town. We didn’t want to disrupt our host’s normal schedule, so we ended up in observation point to see the sunset.

As it is International Women’s Day today, I can’t help but think that pink is the unofficial queen of colors when it comes to women! You know, I’ve always had a soft spot for it—there’s just something about that vibrant hue that shouts “I’m fabulous!” It sneaks into my wardrobe in the form of scarves that flutter like a dramatic cape, lipstick that screams “kiss me,” stylish shoes that could probably double as a weapon, and handbags that could house a small village. But let’s be real, while we swoon over these fabulous accessories, there’s nothing wrong with being a tad frivolous. After all, life’s too short not to wear sequins and glitter, right? Wearing pink isn’t just about the color; it’s my cheeky way of saying, “Look at me, I’m here to slay and celebrate womanhood!” So let’s rock those accessories and express our inner divas with a wink and a smile!
The more important things behind International Women’s Day (March 8) is a time for us to celebrate how far we’ve come in promoting women’s economic, political, and social equality. It’s a day to honor the amazing achievements of women everywhere and to shed light on those persistent issues we still face, like the pay gap and violence against women. More than anything, it’s a reminder that the fight for equality is far from over. In today’s world, where challenges still loom large, we must keep pushing for change and stand together in solidarity.





It has several common names in English, including:
Kaffir Lily, Clivia Lily, St. John’s Lily
The plant shown in the image is known by the scientific name Clivia miniata.


This plant is a perennial flowering plant native to Southern Africa and is a popular, long-lived houseplant known for its bright orange, trumpet-shaped blooms. I photographed it in southern Australia
Participating in Six Word Saturday
This was taken about a year ago, a rural landscape and farmhouse amidst lush greenery and distant hills in Mittagong, NSW, Australia. The scene was idyllic, under the cloudy sky. I did three edits and let the AI capture them; it was fun how it changed with each edit.This was fun, allowing me to explore various artistic interpretations and styles that breathed new life into the original image. Each version revealed a different aspect of the scenery, from subtle alterations in light and shadow to more pronounced changes in color saturation that transformed the overall mood of the photograph.
One-to-three Photo Processing Challenge hosted by The Squirrel Chase




I know I’m being a bit boring by sharing these old re-edited photos for Dan’s Thursday Doors, but honestly, I’m fresh out of new material right now. I can’t wait for the weather to warm up so I can get out there and soak it all in! I’m hoping to wander through the neighborhoods, looking for unique buildings and those interesting doors that seem to hold secrets of the past, and even present. I most likely will also photograph the vibrant colors and fresh blooms along the way. I will the my camera out, and maybe discover architectural gems that tell their own stories.

Well I could mark some locations in Paris for you but not all, and as these are taken in 2006, much has changed. The first one I am not able to name. By the way these were taken in the month of January.
For one, the reconstructed spire of Notre-Dame cathedral in Paris, with a design identical to the 1859 version designed by architect Eugène Viollet-le-Duc, is among the elements of the landmark to be reconstructed following the devastating fire in 2019. The rebuilt spire is topped with a recreation of the original cross, as well as a golden rooster designed by architect Philippe Villeneuve, who is leading the renovation works.










Our white Sisko cat perched gracefully on a sturdy tree branch, intently observing its surroundings against a clear blue sky. With its keen emerald eyes, it scanned the snowy landscape below, taking in the distant sound of chirping birds, while a gentle breeze swirled around, making its fur flutter like soft silk in the sunlight.






A foggy street with a guy crossing the road. This scene shows off Place de la Concorde in Paris, packed with traffic and an obelisk popping up in the distance, plus you can catch a glimpse of a tree-lined avenue all wrapped up in thick fog. Right in the middle, you’ve got the famous Luxor Obelisk. It’s pretty cool how this picture shows the struggles cities deal with regarding air quality and traffic.

It’s a free week, meaning no set theme! If you’ve got some monochrome photos to share, just drop a link to Leanne’s blog right here: Monochrome Madness
Red snow-covered seating area with reflections visible in the window, waiting for the snow to melt, waited for us in front of the restaurant, creating a picturesque scene, that I needed to photograph for Monday Window: 2 March 2026 The soft crunch of snow beneath our boots as we approached added to the winter charm, while the warmth emanating from inside the restaurant promised a cozy retreat. and good food.



March 2nd is the 61st day of the year—62nd if it’s a leap year! Can you believe there are still 304 days left before we wrap up the year? Just a fun little thought I had!

Last one on the card – February 2026
This IPhone shot I am also sharing with John’s Cellpic Sunday

Participating in Debbies One Word Sunday: Surprise

This is a challenge to my heart; this is what photography is truly about. Thanks John for this theme. Your post helped me to find inspiration to mine. I, in advance, apologize for way too many photographs, as I understand that sometimes less is more. However, I can’t help but feel that each image tells a story worth sharing. Recently, I’ve been trying to limit them, focusing on quality over quantity, yet the temptation to document everything that stirs my compulsion to share proves to be an ongoing struggle.
Shadows in a photograph really bring things to life, don’t they? They add depth and dimension that can turn a basic shot into something pretty amazing. The way light plays with shadows is key to photography; it creates this cool contrast that totally grabs your attention.
One odd thing stood out when looking for photographs for this challenge: I noticed that most of my images are taken in portrait mode. I wonder why? I had never thought about this before. I really had to search for the ones in landscape composition. Another thing is that I tend to have my best shadowed shots in monochrome, so finding ones in color… I have spent way too much time composing this post; my butt is numb 😂

Shadows can really stir up feelings, set a vibe, and bring to life textures and shapes that you might miss otherwise. When you get a handle on how to play with lighting, you can really grab those little details in shadows, making your photos pop and your stories come alive. A shadow in just the right spot can lead to some fascinating interpretations, pulling viewers in to really connect with the image and what it’s all about. It’s this cool dance between light and shadow that creates contrast, which is key for highlighting the main parts of a shot.

Shadows can really tap into some deep themes like mystery or nostalgia, creating a special bond between us and the artwork. When photographers mess around with different angles and light intensities, it’s amazing to see how shadows can change the way their subjects look, adding some serious meaning and emotion to the story they’re telling. Playing with shadows not only shakes up the usual ideas of beauty but also invites us to reflect a bit more while we’re looking, making those captured moments stick with us long after we’ve moved on.

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As I stood there, I was drawn to the silhouetted child gazing at the shimmering water, a moment that spoke of the beauty of light and shadow. The sunlight danced across the surface, reflecting the gentle innocence in their expression, a delicate interplay I captured in my black and white photograph. Each click of the shutter echoed the wonder I felt, revealing a story in every shade.






If you wish to have a closer to look at enlarged images , click the gallery.









Last week, thanks to Patti for hosting. The challenge was juxtaposition – it was interesting and your responses were varied and imagery.
I hope you will join in for this week’s Shadowed challenge. Be sure to tag your post with Lens-Artists and include a link back to John’s original post
Make sure to return on Saturday, March 7, at noon Eastern Time for an exciting new challenge from Ann-Christine at Leya – To See a World in a Grain of Sand…. I hope you’ll be there to join us! In the meantime, let’s keep exploring, broadening our horizons, and maintaining a positive mindset ❤️
We are the Lens-Artists: Tina, Patti, Ann-Christine, John, Sofia, Anne, Egidio, Beth, and myself Ritva.
To learn more about the Lens-Artists Challenge, click here.

Posted as part of Six Word Saturday
I remember taking more than one photo of squarelles today I am sharing few with Ragtag Daily Prompt: Critters





Have I captured this in this image; a dimly lit tunnel with sleek lines and warm yellow lights. Shadows create patterns. As vehicles pass, bright lights flash, briefly blinding those inside. The mix of dark and light highlights the tunnel’s design and the thrill of speed felt by travelers. This imagery should reflect the moment of traveling through it quickly.

A dimly lit tunnel, where shadows remain,
Sleek lines of structure, a rush quickly past.
Bright lights, they flash and blind
Illuminating the roadway, as speed takes flight.
HUH, the expression says so much; it encapsulates a feeling of sheer incredulity and frustration. As I sip my coffee with the morning paper in hand, (nowadays it’s iPad or computer screen, but newspaper looks better in a photo, huh) I can’t help but let it slip through my thoughts and lips over and over again while reading the news, scrolling through headlines that seem to scream the same tired sentiment. It’s all just a massive HUH or a UGH, a reaction to the relentless negativity that envelops our screens and casts a shadow over my mornings.
How many pieces of good news do you actually see on your feed these days? Uplifting stories feel like a shocking rarity, a brief glimmer in a sea of disheartening tales that stir deeper emotions and leave us questioning the state of the world. We long for a balance between the bad and the good, wrestling with a profound sadness about the world’s plight; in fact, I often find myself using much stronger words to convey my frustration, huh!

Share a story, poem, photo, painting, essay centered on Huh? Should be easy! I think/feel/say this a dozen times a day! Please, tag your post “RDP” and “Ragtag Daily Prompt”.
The image showcases the Pavillon de Marsan, located in the northern section of the Tuileries Palace in Paris, captured 20 years ago, as were my earlier post about France. This structure was initially built in the 1660s. Following the destruction of the original Tuileries Palace during the Paris Commune in the 1870s, it underwent reconstruction. Today, it forms part of the Louvre Palace and museum.

The Tuileries garden (Jardin des Tuileries) is in a really great spot: right between the Louvre and the place de la Concorde. If you’re after a quiet and peaceful green space, this garden might not be for you. But because of its awesome location, thousands of people flock here every year.

The atmosphere is pleasant, with locals, joggers, and tourists from the Louvre mingling together. Numerous benches are said to line the fountains, providing a place to relax, and one can often discover a serene corner within this expansive 26-hectare garden, away from the noise of the city. However, since we visited in winter, there weren’t many chairs available.