Running as far from wildfire smoke as we can make it for a few days. Just crossed the Perrine Bridge. Tiny kayaks in the water for scale.
Just that picture is enough to set my fear of heights wobbling
Well, if I there were not enough reasons to move to NZ…
I have to say that “twice as many libraries as breweries” would be a selling point for me.
Yes, that was a bit disappointing for a comparison. Although, whenever I have travelled to Wellington, I have enjoyed quite a lot their libraries and bookshops. They are not precisely shorthanded on that department either.
Yeah I thought there were some great bookshops in Wellington.
Although i mainly enjoyed the Welsh bar. They have flags from eveey country hanging from ceiling so you can sign whichever is yours when you visit. They keep the English ones in the toilets…
There you go, nothing like letting the wild run its course.
On the other hand, that chair on the left, the design left me… puzzled. I think I have never seen one like it.
Wow, that’s a lot of soot going up the front of the chimney.
Obviously not. It’s still daytime!
This is in our neighbourhood. I was passing it the other day and a truck from the city works dept. was parked on the grass nearby. There was a large water tank in the back of the truck presumably irrigating some or all of the park. I chose to believe it was filling the boiler.
Ah, mountains! Having mountains on the horizon is the thing I miss most now that we’re in Kansas.
Something humbling and relaxing about it.
I don’t see “humbling,” but then I don’t think I have a lot of humility in my emotional makeup. I would call the effect sublime in the sense used in aesthetics, which gives the viewer a feeling of elevation. I did find it relaxing to go outside and look at the mountains: they gave me a feeling of space, as if the inside of my head were opening out, after the confinement of looking at walls.
I find humbling in a sense that nature is towering over you as opposed to the cities.
Although I may feel more sublime at the top as opposed to the bottom.
I lived in Golden, Colorado for a little while. Being in/near mountains was absolutely my second favorite thing about living there. I found that looking at mountains was calming, and generally gave me a comforting sense… maybe due to the scale and feeling small… or maybe some other armchair-psychological reason