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The Lens-Artists Challenge is hosted this week by Patti.
Patti invites us to share A Quiet Moment. ‘…many have rediscovered the value of finding quiet moments on which to reflect and recharge’, to paraphrase.
What was my old dee-oh-gee thinking, paused and posed by Lake Dillon, Colorado, many years ago:
Perhaps she wondered why my photo from another angle was so BLUE! The old Nikon D5200, also gone but not forgotten. Vivid mode, I’m sure. A quiet moment, also to be sure.
A pause for reflection at Neue Wache or New Guardhouse, a memorial to the victims of war and tyranny in Berlin, Germany:
Perhaps we should take a moment to contemplate our history. Do we want to erase it, or learn from it? Mr. Gorbachev, tear down those rocks??
This poor fellow is having a quiet moment, contemplating his existence, or the fact that he missed the Rolling Stones appearing at a nearby hotel, many, many decades before, when they were very young. Scheveningen beachfront, near Den Haag, Netherlands:
One can have quiet moments in Arizona, riding in a hot air balloon, VERY high above another hot air balloon:
Anonymous, the statue, opposite Vajdahunyad Castle, in Budapest, Hungary. Aren’t we all, more or less?
Les Leee-zard is having a quiet moment, no doubt wishing he could play with this dog toy, but knowing he is not a dee-oh-gee:
The changing of the guard at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier in Washington D.C., is a fairly quiet moment. Lest we forget. Per Wiki: While Arlington National Cemetery is open, during the day in summer months from April 1 to September 30, the guard is changed every half hour. During the winter months, from October 1 to March 31, the guard is changed every hour. After the cemetery closes to the public (7 p.m. to 8 a.m. April through September, and 5 p.m. to 8 a.m. October through March), the guard is changed every 2 hours. The ceremony can be witnessed by the public whenever Arlington National Cemetery is open.
My quiet moments still include puzzling, though I didn’t puzzle for several days. Agony. My Lapham’s Quarterly is late and they haven’t said they are pausing, for reflection or otherwise, during Covid. Double agony. I’m re-reading a book about the American Presidents. Informative but not overly captivating. My latest puzzle, 1,000 pieces, enjoyable, despite it being a plethora of yellows and greens and greens and yellows and yellows. And greens.
It’s digitally enhanced in order to reduce light reflection, not really quite that bright. Did you have a box of crayons when you were a kid? An eight-pack, then perhaps a sixteen or thirty-two, then bigger and bigger. Oh yeah.
Enjoy some quiet time, it’s a little noisy ‘out there’.
Stay safe, be well. Be kind to one another.
Kudos to the tireless leaders of the weekly Lens-Artists challenge.