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: 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…

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…

WPC: Shiny crazy diamonds

For this challenge I’ve been enjoying collecting images with a certain shine to them. It can come from different sources. And yet, does it really? But first a short recap of the past week: I gave you our local beach.  I showed you our slightly pink flamingos from not so very close up.  I alerted you to…