I took this pic when the prompt was called as I had just been rehearsing a piece for our next choir concert. I'm going to do the same later today, too, as our concert is next Sunday, so the prompt is still accurate.
On the Danish island we spent a week in Feburary, there's a small museum about the history of fishing on the island at the town we're staying, situated in an old storage hall right at the harbour basin. The entry is rather unassuming and easy to miss, so they took the cockpit (? - I'm sorry, I've no idea how this part of a fishing boat is called in English) of an old boat and fixed it to the outside of the building, painting it with the name of the museum. One of the harbour cats is also doing her duty in looking the part or so. *g*
It's spring, I long for new greens to sprout and bud, so this (older) pic of a sunflower bud seemed just perfect for the prompt: a brand-new flower is opening here.
I'm the opposite of a morning person, so I don't have a lot of morning pics to choose from - and let's not even speak of taking a new one right away! *g*
This one is from our Northland trip two years ago, where for once I didn't have any troubles getting up early as it never went dark at night. This was taken at about four or five in the morning on the Norwegian mainland, looking over the sund to the Vesterålen islands. It's definitely been one, if not the, most beautiful mornings I've ever experienced.
A beautiful, cloudy sunset at our holiday island.
During the winter months, services of the main church are held in the parish hall because heating the church is too expensive. I took some pics for the church homepage the other day, including the "winter" baptismal font which has been improvised from a large tin bowl borrowed from somebody and a beautiful evergreen wreath. (The regular one is made of stone and cast iron and too heavy to be moved anywhere.)
We celebrated my birthday on that trip, and Siljan made me such a lovely birthday table, decorating our traditional candle with shells and pretty stones he had collected at the beach. :o)
In the south of our holiday island, two large colonies of wild horses are living in large, enclosed areas and mostly without human intervention - ill and injured animals are treated by a vet, and every couple of years the stallions get exchanges to avoid inbreeding. Their enclosures border various holiday cottage areas or beach areas, and hiking trails go alongside or even pass through. It's forbidden to feed or interact with the horses in any way, of course, and they aren't really friendly, too, but outside the times when lots of people are around they aren't too shy either, and get close enough for watching and photographing. This one was coming towards me because she didn't like to be photographed, I think, or perhaps she wanted to tell me off for getting so close to her herd: I was stading right at the electric fence of the enclosure, while the horses were only two or three metres away. But I got a great close-up shot out of this! :o)
I was curious how she would continue to act - they were all grazing right at the side of the beach hiking path, and while at this time of the year only a handful of people was about, some were walking their dogs there regularly, and any dog could have passed easily under the lower fence wire, although they have to be kept on a leash. I've also only ever been so close to domesticated horses. So I remained, just standing and looking at her, camera back on my shoulder, not moving. She came as close to the fence as she dared, moved her head a little and looked me up and down, and then turned and nuged her herd (or part of it, about seven or eight horses) a bit further away to safe distance. She resumed grazing herself but didn't let me out of her sight until we left.