Posted in Bench/Seat Sunday
Poetry & Photography
“Because it’s a seat”
Seat Sunday in Cyprus: One
A stroll in the heat of summer
Looking for a place to recover
Taverns and restaurants beckoning
A cold drink for thirst lessening
Tag Archives: travel
Favourite Photo Friday: Porvoo, Finland
Favourite Photo Friday: Manaus, Brazil
Photography and Poetry
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Posted in Fav Foto Friday
“The only photograph I regret, is the one I did not take”
Favourite Photo Friday: Manaus, Brazil
In this post, remembering the trip to Manaus, Brazil.
Favourite Photo Friday: Verbania, Italy
Favourite Photo Friday: Rhodes, Greece
Around the World in Photographs: London in Black and White: Part Five
Posted in Around the World in Photographs: London in Black and White
“There’s nowhere else like London. Nothing at all, anywhere” Vivienne Westwood
Around the World in Photographs: London in Black and White
Around the World in Photographs: London in Black and White: Part Four
Posted in Around the World in Photographs: London in Black and White
“There’s nowhere else like London. Nothing at all, anywhere” Vivienne Westwood
Around the World in Photographs: London in Black and White
Around the World in Photographs: London in Black and White: Part Three
Posted in Around the World in Photographs: London in Black and White
“There’s nowhere else like London. Nothing at all, anywhere” Vivienne Westwood
Around the World in Photographs: London in Black and White
Around the World in Photographs: London in Black and White: Part Two
Posted in Around the World in Photographs: London in Black and White
“There’s nowhere else like London. Nothing at all, anywhere” Vivienne Westwood
Around the World in Photographs: London in Black and White
Around the World in Photographs: London in Black and White: Part One
Posted in Around the World in Photographs: London in Black and White
“There’s nowhere else like London. Nothing at all, anywhere” Vivienne Westwood
Around the World in Photographs: London in Black and White
Over the rooftops
To the hustle and bustle
Of the streets of London
In just a few hops
A few old castles
And a famous dungeon
Hop on a bus
Without much fuss
Follow the lines
And you’ll be fine
Eyes wide open
Seeing more than hoping
In the evening
You are dreaming
Of how much more
The next day has in store
Rantings Of A Third Kind 