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And here is taking it a step further…
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They’re building a new playground in the Town Park.
For now it is surrounded by a fence…
… and the children have to play elsewhere :)
Hopefully it will be worth the wait, though. Children all over town were involved in the planning of it; there was a sort of contest and school children got to vote for one of three alternatives. It was arranged in a similar way to political elections.
PS. The sculpture in the last photo is not new, it has been in the park for decades I think. But it has got a new plinth!
PPS. If someone is wondering about the low activity level on this blog lately, the answer is the same as to why they’re taking a pause in the building of the playground: It’s July! In Sweden, every activity that is not absolutely necessary (or tourist-related) takes a break in July…
Photo taken from this footbridge over the railway:
First time this year that I climbed it!
One of my “spring things” to do…
It’s not every day you find a spinning wheel on a barn wall, spinning shadows, high over your head…
Found this one on the gable of a countryside curiosity shop!
The glimpses of sun have been rare lately…
Only occasionally do the clouds part for long enough
to remind us of the difference between light and shadow.
Yesterday afternoon the Sun and I happened to be out together for just a short while. There haven’t been many opportunities for shadow shots lately!
Poetry is the art of substantiating shadows,
and of lending existence to nothing.
~ Edmund Burke ~
“Untitled” by Katrine Helmersson (1998)
at Borås International Sculpture Biennal 2012
In the background - Gustav Adolf’s Church
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See more shadows at Shadow Shot Sunday 2
Visiting a cemetery, my eyes fell on this unusual old grave cross casting a distinct shadow on the ground. I can’t recall having seen this exact shape of sun cross before.
PS. Gemma suggested in a comment I should also link this post to Taphophile Tragics, so why not… (The location is Fristad, Västergötland, Sweden)
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