Very interesting image, Antje - deceptively simple on the surface, but in fact - quite deep and rich with nuances. Overall it seems rather 'austere', dramatically de-saturated, compared to mostly docile and colorful Swiss landscape we normally see.
The mountain-shaped, cold silver-light pattern of the lake, reflects and transforms, creating a beautiful 'autumn quietude impression'. Although it might not be as quite as it seems...
I couldn't have summed it up better, Boris!
Your description is spot-on: spending a week there just wandering around would be fantastic, alas time, expense and other commitments all shove that possibility into the land of diminishing probability.
Still, I'm lucky, I have been there, (twice) so no more winging from me. :)
Oh yes, - 'Brownian motion', - it is reminiscent of that in Venice among the main thoroughfares (but rarely collisions,) once down a secluded side street the jostling 'particles' thin out tremendously though.
Greetings to you in Venetian pastel hues, azure skies, and the occasional whiff of salty seaweed, all accompanied by the babble of many dialects, ~ :^D
I've never met a woman yet who doesn't like window shopping, Marlene, and any men that do! :)
Many thanks for your observation, it's appreciated!
Happy browsing, ~ :^D
You, and me too, Richard, and from the looks of him he's thrown a few in as well! :o)**
I'm very flattered and delighted with your L&F, many thanks, ~ :D
I really don't know, Antje...
Sometimes 'the light you see at the end of the tunnel is the front of an oncoming train', so I hope i'm not in the tunnel at all, but rather in some unfamiliar place that takes time to get used to. I still have trouble to believe, that summer is really gone - what a bummer! :)
Do I mind, Ed?! It only makes me very happy - you've chosen the 'blue one' to be your 'closing' screen very cleverly - that's exactly what it's about :)
The words flow easily , wrapped in luminescent fog of ambiguity - I find them refreshingly comforting and stimulating in a 'healthy way'... It's a lucky happenstance, that you, In-My-Tracksuit With-The-Sneakers, were passing by these shores, to take note of this little etude, since with time, it became one of my favorites too :)
Раз краска испаряется, в палитре - все преимущества vintage:
сценическая археология поразительной расточительности : ))
Best wishes, In-My-Tracksuit With-The-Sneakers.
Yes, Boris... the 'wheel of Life' never stands still. Things change, sometimes to the better and sometimes not. But after winter always comes spring, that's for sure! :)
Many thanks, zhsv, I appreciate your compliment very much; regards to you also, ~ David.