My first Monday Windows

This is my first post for the Monday Window challenge. After all, windows are to doors what eyes are to mouth.

A quotation to celebrate this occasion and 99 years since he was born, lest we forget:

They tried to get me to hate white people, but someone would always come along & spoil it.
—Thelonious Monk

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Last Monday I was already tempted to join when I posted a whole lot of windows from Volterra. I can’t promise to be a regular, and especially I can’t, don’t and won’t promise to post just one window every Monday. Very obedient, I know.

The photos are all from a single day in Piran, Slovenia, this summer. A bit more info in the captions.

Okay, 11 window photos it shall be today.

Piran is a window mecca.

There is a pedestrian passage beneath these.

A whole new world going on in there.

I’ve got a folder called ‘Laundry’. This beastie escaped.

They are trying to do the same.

This beastie is a has-been, I’m afraid. Truly. It doesn’t move.

As is this window.

Not only our house was painted this summer: this house used to be dark red, and then somebody figured out what its original colour must have been. And lo – no more red Venetian House in Piran’s Tartini Square.

This appeals to the card-player in me.

And this is why proofreading matters: This must be the only misspelled street sign in the world. It’s bilingual, as is the entire Slovenian coast: Slovenian part is correct, but in the Italian there is an ‘o’ instead of the ‘i’ in the surname of the lady after which this street is named.

Photo: a © signature mmm production

For Ludwig’s Monday Window challenge