Because I can, I did: twenty candid people photos (+ one animal) black’n’whited for Cee’s challenge.
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Young and stylish sis.
Tired parents on top of the stairs in Piran.
Mom being mom in Piran, on our way to see the dolphins. (More in a coming post.)
What? It was a windy day on Lake Burano. Photo: MarMež
Mother and son in Lake Mengeš.
Father channelling his inner Beckham.
Amore in Maribor from my grandma’s window.
Uncle in one of his favourite towns and bars, Porto Ercole.
Mom in Goriška Brda – “Slovenian Tuscany”.
Father with a light on going into the Holy Cave (Sv. jama).
Bestia, most of the time, candidly.
Amore watching grapes grow on the island Krk in Croatia.
Grape attack in our Piran garden.
He Who Isn’t Here (his new name) at Bohinj lake.
At Socerb castle.
Mom’s cousin and husband happy in Osp.
In the church in Lokev.
“Sooo… Are we going out any time soon? Need to know for my plans.”
With my hairdresser in Osp. Photo: BM
Not sister, not mother but grandmother of the hairdresser in the previous photo. Nuff said.
I think we are all cute, but if anybody requests, I’ll remove the photo.
Photo: © signature mmm + featured photo by BM + me on lake by MarMež
The Mexi Movie II. (closed) 
Oh and you had 20 wonderful candid’s too. 😀 😀
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Thank you, Cee, I’m glad you like them! 🙂
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Lovely!!
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Thank you, Deborah! 🙂
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Très jolis portraits.
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Merci, Mamie! 🙂
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I’m very found of B&W photos.
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“fond” of!
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Thank you, Jan. I rarely even think to make some (I never take them).
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Wonderful photo! Love it! 🙂💛
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Thank you, Farmgirl! 🙂
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These are great. Such fun and warmth. Good to see your pup isn’t relegated to the floor.
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Thanks, Dan! It was not meant this way: for a longest time he knew that only front paws were allowed up, but then the hunters came and once he was let up to snuggle that one time, he understood immediately there was no going back.
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Yeah, there’s no going back once they’ve been on the bed.
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Enjoyed your collection of candid photos with family and others. A glimpse into your world. ❤
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Thank you very much, Olga, and welcome to my blog! 🙂
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Loved these photos! Only problem: I feel jealous!
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Hhahahah, you do, Carol? In what way? Of my glorious windy hair? Of my parents? 😀 I know, they are cool. Surely not of the photos. Ohh, I know, of the dog! I’d be like him right now too. 😉
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Your photos and stories touch a deep chord in me. Yes, I am jealous of your family, you are so lucky to have them, and all your wonderful friends. You have a gift of life you bring to your blog that I love!!
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❤ Nice of you to say so, Carol. All my life I've been trying to embrace the tendency of north Americans to express jealousy in this straight-forward way. In Slovenia, probably they are all jealous too but ashamed to admit it. 😀 Anyway, please, don't be jealous, just come over to my blog as often as you wish and we can have a party together.
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Grandmother???!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Not my, of the girl. 😀 And don’t miss my last post – there are doors from Rome for you. 🙂
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Great, Roma 💕 Yes I understood it was the pro hairdresser’s grandma, but still…!!!!! So young!!!!!
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I guess the verve with which you express yourself makes me feel jealous, but not in a bad way. That was just my first reaction and I typed it out. Maybe others feel that way but do not express it. My mom was Italian and all feelings were expressed!! (actually Sicilian)
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Oh, yes, I’m sure it’s healthier this way. And I knew it wasn’t meant in a bad way. Might be that I’m in Italy also for this reason: to let it out. But also it’s possible that you were jealous of the grandmother in the last photo. 😉 (Joooke!)
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I love them all ❤ ❤ Great job! *__*
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Thank you, Sara! 😀
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Some of the subjects you know, but others are strangers, right? How do you approach the latter? I’m always so clumsy doing it 🙂 -Verne
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Oh, no no, these are all very familiar, if not family than the beloved and friends. The mother in the lake with the son is one of my oldest friends, as is the One Who Isn’t There. The hairdresser and her grandma are our frequent travelling companions. I would have a problem zooming in on someone unknown like that. I include strangers as the backdrop to street scenes or to aid the perspective. Sometimes I see somebody really sweet or doing something interesting and my camera sneaks a peek (oooh, shudders) but I feel bad after that :D. I have never in my life asked permission to take a photo of a stranger (but some were clearly posing on their own).
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Ah, understood! So on you’ll have your own on problems on judgment day, while I face the ire of beach goers 🙂 -Verne
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You’ve got a real knack for BW photography…and I adore the one with you and your hairdresser 😊
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Ah, thank you, Lisa, I didn’t think I had it. 🙂
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