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…

Thursday Doors, March 30 2017

A bit of anniversary and another instalment of doors from “Slovenian Tuscany” which impressed even us who live at the source. On this day three years ago, for some not quite determined reason (but mostly to show my photos and tell stuff to more than my immediate people), I posted my first ever blog post….

WPC: Solitude standing

Alone, lonely, solitary, solitaire. Take your pick. But… Is there any other way? First let’s take a look at the past week on my blog, as is the weekend custom. There were: twenty examples of repurposing for last week’s Weekly Photo Challenge; a loooooongish mash of classic English poetry and Doors lyrics, because I can; a surprising…

Five Greek memories

Today I feel chatty. Here is a random Greece-based memory bouquet. To make it more challenging, stories shall be drabbles, of precisely 100 words. I notice that posts with more words than photos often go unread, or at least unliked (since this and comments are the only proofs of somebody reading). I know, merely looking is so much…