Halfway Down The Stairs Halfway down the stairs is a stair where I sit. There isn’t any other stair quite like it. I’m not at the bottom, I’m not at the top. So this is the stair where I always stop. KW Who else is sinning this Sunday? Click on the lips below to find out. Advertisements Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Google+ (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)MoreClick to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to share on Telegram (Opens in new window)Click to share on Skype (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related 26 thoughts on “Halfway Down The Stairs” Add yours Stairs are a wonderful place to contemplate and yours look very tempting right now 😉 LikeLike Reply Sometimes the lighting is my friend 😉 KW LikeLike Reply Oooh, you’re back! Great shot. Xx LikeLike Reply It’s actually my side, my back was last week… 😉 Just a tentative toe dipping for now. KW LikeLike Reply Wonderful image xx LikeLike Reply Thank you xx KW LikeLike Reply A gorgeous natural photo. The lighting is amazing too! Aurora x LikeLike Reply Thank you. The lighting on my staircase can give me some interesting results sometimes. KW LikeLike Reply There is something very intimate about this shot, like we are being invited to see you in a private contemplative moment Mollyx LikeLike Reply Thanks Molly. I always try to come up with something a bit different. KW LikeLike Reply Always fun to look at where-ever you stop !!! Xxx – K LikeLike Reply As always, you are far too kind xxx KW LikeLike Reply I can imagine standing underneath the staircase and peeking up through the gaps! LikeLike Reply Well, I hope you like the view… 😉 KW LikeLike Reply I’m with HappyComeLucky on this one; VERY inviting indeed. LikeLike Reply And you are similarly welcome. KW LikeLike Reply Love this image. It feels like an invitation to go upstairs with you. LikeLike Reply Be my guest… KW LikeLike Reply Ha ha!! Always associated this with Kermit’s nephew, Robin the frog, but now I have two associations from today onwards 🙂 xx LikeLike Reply Well spotted 😉 Glad you like the new association. KW LikeLike Reply Nice poem, I think that relates to a lot in life. Cool image too… LikeLike Reply Thank you. KW LikeLike Reply mmmm looking really good! Rebel xox LikeLike Reply Thank you xx KW LikeLike Reply I love the Shel Silverstein vibe to your poem. And the way your pinkie toe is raised is almost like your feet are waving hello. 🙂 LikeLike Reply I’m afraid I can’t take credit for the words, and as for my toe, it’s just a “lucky” result of having it stood on too many times in my rugby playing days. KW LikeLike Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (Address never made public) Name Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.