Only a refraction of color that

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The photographs were taken on March 28th.

(Posting title is from the poem Flowers from a New Love after the Divorce by Paisley Rekdal.)

One surely must open the door of the problem

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The photographs were taken on February 8th near lake Myllyjärvi.

(Posting title is from the poem The Problem by Jane Hirshfield.)

To me and to one another

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The photographs were taken on April 6th near lake Myllyjärvi south of Luukki.

(Posting title is from the poem Larry Levan (snake) by Valerie Martínez.)

With any arm and any end

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The photographs were taken on April 6th near lake Myllyjärvi south of Luukki.

(Posting title is from the poem definition of S dream code — Panamá sew — snake warmer by Roberto Harrison.)

The voice of my education said to me

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The photographs were taken on April 6th at lake Myllyjärvi south of Luukki.

(Posting title is from the poem Snake by D. H. Lawrence.)

To slip upon the sliding ice

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The photographs were taken at lake Myllyjärvi south of Luukki on November 24th.

(Posting title is from the poem Self Help by Bruce Covey.)

What more can I say

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The photograph was taken at Myllyjärvi south of Luukki on April 21st.

Today I'm planning to go for a walk at noon, to enjoy the sunny weather.

(Posting title is from the song I Need You by Lynyrd Skynyrd.)

Well, I'm going down to the swamp

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The photographs were taken at Myllyjärvi south of Luukki on April 21st.

This morning I walked for two hours, listening to birds and taking photographs of the spring landscape. A white-tailed deer noticed me.

(Posting title is from the song Swamp Music by Lynyrd Skynyrd.)

Later that day it rained

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The photographs were taken at lake Myllyjärvi south of Luukki on April 21st.

In three days I got 5 1/4 hours of exercise, most of it commuting by bicycle.

(Posting title is from the poem A Regret by David Trinidad.)

The happy moment will arrive when I shall see

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The photograph was taken at lake Myllyjärvi south of Luukki on February 23rd.

Snow and ice is melting today, and temperature will rise up to +5 °C in the afternoon. Next week seems to be colder, though, especially the nights, but at least there isn't heavy snowfall or rain the in the forecast.

(Posting title is from the poem Where Shadow Chases Light by Rabindranath Tagore.)

See the line of light!

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The photographs were taken at lake Myllyjärvi south of Luukki on February 23rd.

In the morning the road was icy, but the ice melted during the afternoon. So far this year I have got 1,077 km riding the bicycle.

(Posting title is from the poem Light Between The Trees by Henry Van Dyke.)

Every day I will give you a color

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The photographs were taken at lake Myllyjärvi south of Luukki on February 23rd.

(Posting title is from the poem Colors passing through us by Marge Piercy.)

All of us trying to be alone

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The photographs were taken at lake Myllyjärvi south of Luukki on September 2nd.

Is there any error Donald Trump is not willing to make to boost his ego and further his money-grabbing?

(Posting title is from the poem as i fly over this time by Thulani Davis.)

Leaving just a memory

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The photographs were taken at lake Myllyjärvi south of Luukki on September 2nd.

Today I walked for almost three hours at Torronsuo swamp and Liesjärvi National Park. It was foggy in the morning, changing the landscape. I saw three cranes, and tasted cranberries and lingonberries. After the fog disappeared, crickets made noise, and a lizard warmed up in the sunshine.

(Posting title is from the song Another Brick in the Wall (Part I) by Pink Floyd.)

Sharply etched in the crystalline air

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The photographs were taken at lake Myllyjärvi south of Luukki on September 2nd.

Autumn colors are starting to appear, little by little. This morning the temperature was 6 °C, and there was some fog. Perfect for a walk with a camera.

(Posting title is from the poem Today We Fly by Curzio Malaparte.)

On map there is no space, no time, for people...

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The photographs were taken at Myllyjärvi south of Luukki on December 26th.

Today I left the bicycle at home. We got new snow, but it is melting away.

(Posting title is from the poem Charles Meryon by Christopher Middleton.)

Small wonder the game is not game

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The photographs were taken at Luukki on December 23rd.

This week I have got over 13 hours of walking, hunting for photographs in the snowy landscape.

(Posting title is from the poem Hunting, Hazards, and Holiness by Henry Carlile.)

That for beauty he had lived in vain

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The photographs were taken on August 13th at Myllyjärvi south of Luukki.

The weather continues to be dry and sunny. In the morning there was dense fog, and I walked for a while, taking photographs of the landscape.

(Posting title is from the poem Careless Perfection by Daniel Halpern.)

The scene must be carried on the tongue

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The photographs were taken on August 13th at Myllyjärvi south of Luukki, using the new LX100 which doesn't have the dust problem, at least so far.

This morning I walked for two hours at Oittaa, circling around lake Sorlampi. There was some fog but that cleared up soon. It has been several months since I last visited Oittaa, but I remembered the paths quite well. Last winter I walked there almost every week, and even managed to get somewhat lost a couple of times.

(Posting title is from the poem How to Draw a Perfect Circle by Terrance Hayes.)

But sadness is real because once it meant something real

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The photographs were taken at Myllyjärvi on June 19th.

This morning I rode the bicycle for two hours, circling around Helsinki-Vantaa airport, via Ruotsinkylä. The weather was excellent, 15...17 °C and sunny.

(Posting title is from the poem Don't Let Me Be Lonely: “At the airport-security checkpoint...” by Claudia Rankine.)