WPC: Her heritage

Today marks one year since I posted my first post on this blog because my first blog was getting full. A good day to view one’s heritage. In one year I managed to fill it up with less than 40% of space remaining. Serves me right for always cramming my posts with too many photos. Can’t help…

WPC: Easy peasy being green

Green is easily my favourite colour. Ask anybody. And dogs are my favourite animals. Something happened on this day in 1999, and some green things happened ten years ago. Let’s start with these. First of all, ten years ago I stopped smoking after twenty years and two packs a day, which is still the biggest…

WPC: A good match these days is hard to find

STILL, WHAT FOLLOWS ARE ENOUGH MATCHES TO LIGHT TWENTY FIRES. AND ONE SCARY GRAPH. First, as usually, here is the past week on my blog in bullet-points, which is better than bullets. There were: A photo story of my transfer from Slovenia to Italy with no regard to odds; an almost 360 degree view of Ljubljana from the Skyscraper and…

Happy birthday, M+M+MLK

There are three people to celebrate today: Mr. King and two friends who were born on this day the same year as me. 1. Since today is Martin Luther King in the USA, a little tale on the subject. How happy I was to find the mural depicting MLK last winter in the middle of Ljubljana! So…

Trees being looked at

First two tree quotes and then some photos from the garden I know the longest. The true meaning of life is to plant trees, under whose shade you do not expect to sit. ~ Nelson Henderson (quote reblogged from Do What You Wish) A drawing of a tree shows, not a tree, but a tree-being-looked-at….

Ljubljana of my life

Today is the day when I can smell the snow. This takes me back to when Ljubljana, Slovenia, was home, snow was reality and all futures were potential. But first a short recap of last week on my blog: Several examples of what chaos can look like before the real chaos struck later in the week;…

CFFC: My Entrances and Doors

Since I take photos of doors all the time for Norm’s Thursday Doors (and for myself) as it is, here is a selection of favourite previously published ones for Cee and her fun challenge. Since this is a special occasion, here are more then twenty photos which is my usual limit. I think I’ll make…

Thursday Doors, September 1

Apart from wishing you happy September 1st, which was always the bittersweet first day of school for me, I have 5×3 images for you with regard to several doors in Slovenia. 1. Ljubljana Bežigrad: Let’s start closest to home, with three yellow houses in the same street. The last one is proud promotion of friend’s company that deals with disability…

MM 3-18: Monochrome mountain madness

After a two-week break I’m glad to be back in Leanne’s Monochrome Madness collection. My stubborn way of choosing images according to my heart, not quality, might make some pros’ ears wiggle, but I really wished to see the skiing mountain from my youth a little bit better. Strolling the dog I encountered the familiar sights:…

MM 3-11: Monochrome Garden Madness

We’ve got to get ourselves back to the garden. Sorry, not sorry, but the best gardens in Piran and in Bežigrad, Ljubljana are taken. These photos are from the latter. My uncle is the curator. First my contribution for this week’s Monochrome Madness challenge. I find all the collected photographs this week especially happy-making. Click on the link…

Suvi’s Statues: Smelt

The first statue that made me consider what “ART” is. It seems to also imply that they let you plop a 5.5 m bronze woman behind the World Trade Center in Ljubljana in SMELT building.  When built in 1993 it was the tallest building in the city at 75 m (250 feet), but has since…

Thursday Doors, June 16

I spent three days in my hometown, Ljubljana. In fact, I’m just finishing the last piece of dad’s blueberry strudel. Yum. When on a stroll around the house of my parents where I grew up (the story is here), I realised only when it was ending that I’d been shooting doors again. Too. Subconsciously. Here…

WPC: Purity of intent

Before taking me with him to Italy three plus years ago, amore signed a letter of intent and gave it to my parents. Don’t know about you, but I’d circle “impressed”. Sometimes we come back and then it’s time to “discover my immediate neighbourhood” as we did in primary school when I started it 40 years ago. This time it was surprisingly…