Tag: Slovenian coast

Thursday Doors, 15/11/18: Koper 1

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Today the memory of an August afternoon spent in Koper, the fifth largest Slovenian city. By the look of it, it could also lie far away, in Argentina, maybe, or Honduras, or at least Italy. This biggest Slovenian port is located just below Trieste and … Continue reading Thursday Doors, 15/11/18: Koper 1

Gornji trg in Ljubljana in August: compared to what follows the light is gentle but still pretty.
The view from my grandmother’s place in Maribor above the Drava river.
From my first and only sailing trip to Croatia in a previous lifetime.
Piran, the catcher of the last light.
It invites you out to play.
It makes you take a peek.
It opens the doors.
It makes paintings out of not much.
In Lucca there is much to behold. Guinigi Tower with oaks on top.
The last light of that day in Lucca. The sun said: Okay, one more.
In Rome the light is harsher. Trastevere.
Via delle Collonelle.
Park Villa Pamphili in Rome.
Opposite Trastevere.
It doesn’t matter where in Rome you are. You get the light.
Closer to home the light mellows: the view from the archaeological park at Roselle.
The Orbetello lagoon where flamingos come for the winter.
The same lagoon as the light was blocked.
The Capalbio beach out of season.
The Abbey of San Galgano is the light queen and this is my knight.

Lens-Artists: Follow the light

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The more pictures I take, the more it becomes obvious that all I do is follow the light. The best is to catch it before it says good night when they say it’s golden, so I do. This magical gallery starts in Ljubljana, Slovenia, where … Continue reading Lens-Artists: Follow the light

Imagine if the world was only pink.
Or only blue. Pretty but something is missing.
A dog! Well, that too.
Something pinkish this way comes.
That’s more like it.
Just be sure to keep the percentage.
Cin cin to balanced life.
What happens if there is too much balance.

Pic and a Word #157: El pastel

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El Pastel It’s as if the pinks and blues only get to play early in the morning or late in the day. Whoever came up with this gender segregation must be slightly upset every time the sun sets or rises and the colours display how … Continue reading Pic and a Word #157: El pastel