In this week’s challenge, WP Blogger Jen J. says show a minimalist photo. Find an interesting texture, color, or silhouette. And a story that you can tell with your shot.
The Bird’s Nest is a minimalist house in Vanløse, Denmark, designed by Primus Arkitekter. An addition to a daycare center, the building is elevated to reduce the footprint on the playground and create intimate covered spaces.
Inside the birdhouses and behind the gutter elbows where I live, minimalist housing consists of twigs, moss and dryer lint and is designed by phoebes and bluebirds. Today’s winter cleanup unearthed these ‘buildings’ no longer in use ~ elevated intimate covered spaces of the avian kind. Divine breaths.
La Coruña is an ancient city founded by Hercules,
The 180-foot Tower of Hercules is a UNESCO World Heritage Site in Spain. It’s the oldest Roman/European lighthouse in the world which, since the end of the 1st century, continues to guide ships crossing the Atlantic Ocean. The tower stands on a rocky hillock, dominating the northern end of the peninsula in La Coruña. The story the locals like to tell is that Hercules slew the giant tyrant Geryon after three days and three nights of continuous battle. At the end of the battle, Hercules buried the giant’s head and decreed that a town be built on that spot.
The tower endures. So does the myth.
I see this rare leucistic Red-Tail Hawk, almost completely white except for a few colored feathers, at the cornfield’s edge, its temporary home away from deep snow and low food supplies. A white Red-Tail has an advantage in catching prey when the ground is covered with snow. But it’s often besieged by harassing hordes of relentless ravens. It holds its own for the most part, despite the disparity in numbers. I’ve yet to see any other Red-Tails enter the fray to come to this beleaguered hawk’s assistance.
Once more into the Fray…
Into the last good fight I’ll ever know.
Live and Die on this day…
Live and die on this day…
Have you seen the 2011 Liam Neeson flick, The Grey? This poem doesn’t just end the movie but provides the frame for the entire narrative.
Surrounded by bones, standing in the falling snow, and ringed by the wolf pack for his final stand, Neeson (looking rather hawkish) flashes back to his dad’s den where the poem hangs on the wall.